Chapter title: Nightmare (an extra chap)
Rated: PG-13
Warnings: None
Story By: Sharinganmistress
Updated: 10/21/06 (thats a total of three new chapters)
Summary: Kisa's is having nightmares again. Only the boys of Akatsuki will make her feel a little better.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
This Chapter is told from Kisa's POV the Italics are her dream.
The girl sat humming to herself as she stitched up a hole in a blue kimono, obviously she was mending it. She tied off the long thread and broke it off with one of her canines. She smiled to herself, quite proud of her work. By the way her frame was filled (body structure) she was between the ages of 13-15. Then the silence was broken by a screen crash. The teen dropped the kimono, a bit startled. There in the dust stood a drunken man.
He took a swig from his flask and smirked. He picked up a large hand and waved a finger. He staggered over and fell onto the girl. "What a pretty little thing" He slurred. The girl recoiled in disgust at the smell of beer on his breath.
"To bad...you messed up." With that he brought a fist into the girls jaw-
I sat strait up slightly brushing my fingers across my jaw line. Cold sweat trickled down my hairline. Obviously I must of let out a scream for there were mumbled voices and shadows outside my door. "Do you think she's ok?" Asked a voice. I recognized the voice as Kisame. I was surprised to hear Itachi's deep voice.
"Why not?" Before I could even turn my body to get out of bed my door flung open. There in the dim light stood four uncloaked Akatsuki members. Their worry was covered, well three of them covered it. Deidara...nope. Deidara looked a bit to worried if you ask me. Maybe Itachi was right, he does think of me like a sister.
Deidara exploded into the room and threw his arms around me. He's such an odd Akatsuki member, but I can't help but adore him. "Are you ok?" This time his sarcastic 'yeah' or trademark 'un' was no where to be found. I tried to reply in a whisper, but each word sucked in some of his silky blonde hair.
"I'm fine." I finally replied, my usually silent attire gone. He pulled away and stared. I gave him a reassuring smile. He frowned, noticing the fake in my smile. My lie was strong not /strong convincing.
"No your not!" He replied. Itachi pulled Deidara off my bed and gave him a pat on the arm. He swished the others away, Kisame just stared then shook his head and shut the door.
"Kisa..."Itachi's voice was now soft and lulling, "You can stay with me tonight." At this I shook my head, I didn't want to impose. He questioned me with his lack eyes. Maybe he was disappointed by me rejecting his offer. After all, this was him being...dare I say it...kind.
"I'll stay with you then." He replied simply. He sat on my bed, he had grace beyond any of that a grand lady possesses. I figure this is required. A Uchiha must always look their best, fight their best, and impress those around them with the best performance. He smiled at me slightly then gt up and moved over to the chair underneath the window. I sighed and laid down, the long awkward silence began to flow.
"Itachi?" I finally whispered rolling over to face hin. Much to my surprise he was asleep. I smiled and walked over to his curled up body. I drug of my quilt, which I had made, and covered him. He groaned and pulled the cloak up to his neck. Maybe all shinobi who were forced to sleep in the field did this. As a way of being able to tell when an enemy was going to get their throat I think.
His facial expression was different then usual. It was...relieved. Maybe Itachi, like I, have nightmares. Maybe his are worst. Is it regret.
I wonder...