Chapter 34: Kagami's Heart Arc - Brown Hair, Brown Eyes
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Kagami's POV
"What do you mean, internet-famous?" I gasped.
The boy shot me a very puzzled look. "You really don't know? That image taken at Yuna Harumi's pet store that went viral during the past months...all the kids downtown want to meet this kitty. When our friend told us about how she knew your address, of course we all rushed here as fast as we could."
Kaiya raised a brow at his last statement. "Who is this little friend who gave away our address like that?"
But before she had even made her way up to the front of the crowd, I already knew who the boy was talking about.
"Hello there, Kagami-chan and Kaiya-chan!" squealed Mayu, waving her arms everywhere as if she were on fire. "Do you remember me?"
"Yes, we do," Kaiya answered. "Mayu-chan, did you give all these people our address without asking us first?"
She nodded cheerfully, blissfully unaware of the trouble that she had just caused. "Yup! There's nothing wrong with that at all, right?"
My eyes scanned the huge crowd of people that were in our front yard with suspicion. Yeah, there is totally nothing wrong with casually giving away our address and bringing around a hundred random strangers to our front lawn just to see a black-and-orange kitten…
"I guess," I lied, wanting to keep her happy. "I'll go get the kittens right now."
The crowd cheered — mostly the little kids — as I ran back into the house to inform the brothers of our current situation. Sprinting up the stairs, I pounded on every door of the second floor.
"Where are you, Yukio-nii-chan and Naoki-nii-chan?" I asked frantically, banging as loudly as possible. I didn't receive a reply until I got to my room.
"Everybody is in here, Kagami-chan!" rang Tobi's voice. "Does Kagami-chan want to turn everybody into kitties again?"
"Yes, please!" I told him. "There are about a hundred kids at our front door who want to see you guys in kitten form, especially you, Tobi-chan! Mayu-chan gave away our address to them and came back as well!"
"Say what?" roared Naoki, followed by Deidara and Sasori sighing. Recalling that Mayu-chan had called them adorable, I giggled. "Are you joking, imouto? We just got home from the arcade, too…"
"Use the dusters that you took with you!" I told them. "Tickle yourselves and sneeze back into cats before all the kids come inside the house! They're all cute, but they're very scary, too!"
Seconds later, I heard rustling noises come from inside my room, followed by the sound of sneezing, laughter, and poofing noises as the Akatsuki were transformed back into cats. Hidan cursed a little bit in protest before one of my brothers — probably Yukio — poofed him back, cutting off his colorful trail.
"We're all set, imouto!" Yukio said, once I had counted ten poofs in all. I stepped back as the door opened, revealing my two brothers and ten rainbow-colored kittens, some looking as if they had been rudely woken up.
I motioned to them to follow me downstairs. "Hurry! They're waiting!"
Grabbing Fuzzsticks in my arms, we raced down the steps and over to the front door, where the crowd of people was still waiting. Mayu and the boy who had demanded that they would see Fuzzsticks were still in the front, Kaiya currently trying to reason with the latter.
"How in the world did you never know about the viral photo?" he was asking her. "It's the talk of the town, and all over social media online!"
Kaiya just shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I don't use or look at social media. In addition, I only go on the computer to work on homework or do research nowadays, since we have the kittens to...care about." A long pause had been present before she had uttered the last two words.
I decided that this was my time to intervene and show the crowd the kitten in my arms. "I found Fuzzsticks, onee-chan! Naoki-nii-chan and Yukio-nii-chan have the rest right now."
The boy studied Fuzzsticks carefully, taking note of the kitten's orange face and missing eye. "He's just as cute as he was in the photo. What happened to his left eye?"
Kaiya shrugged. "We don't know. When we found our kittens on our front porch, it was already like that. Hopefully, it was just a small accident that he got himself into."
"It appears as if it was deliberately extracted, based on the scar he has," said the boy, surprising me with his use of vocabulary. But then again, who was I to talk, especially if I was only seven and three quarters?
No matter what, I mentally said to myself, I still can't inform them about what really happened to Obito's left eye, though it is possible that Naoki might know what happened at the Kannabi Bridge…
Mayu gently lifted Fuzzsticks up, causing him to squeal cutely and nuzzle her hand. "Look, everybody! Here's little Fuzzsticks, just as cute as ever!"
The crowd "awed," and little kids reached out to stroke the little kitten as Mayu set him down on the grass. Fuzzsticks bounced up and down playfully as hands reached out to caress him, but I wasn't sure how much he could take. Obito didn't seem like the type to let himself sink into that cuteness and cuddle-fest, but then again, perhaps it was all part of his Tobi façade.
"Meow! Meow!" squeaked the black and orange kitten, rolling around on our front lawn. He leaped up and batted at a few hands, making the crowd erupt into cheers once again.
Back in the doorframe of my front door, Kaiya and I sweatdropped. "I never expected something like this to happen because we have a different 'breed' of kittens," she mumbled, putting air quotes around "breed".
Indeed, I thought to myself, I never thought that something like this would happen, but hopefully, he doesn't end up hurting anybody like he did every other time he was with me. But then again, it would be rather foolish if he just started randomly clawing at all the people here, especially since there are a few that have cameras. It would be rather foolish to have himself get taken away by animal control and get us all in trouble. And in addition, I don't need protecting…
My eyes refocused on Fuzzsticks again, trying to study his exact behavior with all of the little kids. He was definitely showing off his Tobi persona, since I knew well that the real Obito would not have done something this childish. But either way, Obito was definitely not mature...well, none of the Akatsuki were, for that matter. Killers were somewhat immature but not immature in a sense, since they were pretty much trapped in a world of darkness.
Take Sasori, for example. When in his neutral state, he was pretty much emotionless and didn't care about anything around him. In addition, he was rather intelligent and careful, knowing exactly what to say in almost every situation and how to confront his problems. However, whenever he got into an art fight with Deidara, he would revert to his immature side, which consisted of arguing and insulting Deidara and his art, while praising his own at the same time. Also, killing people was definitely not the best solution to a problem. Naoki had told me that Sasori had been nicknamed Akasuna no Sasori because of all the people he had killed and stained the desert sand with. Just the thought of Sasori being like that was enough to send chills down my spine every time I approached the guy.
But as I examined his behavior patterns a bit more, I noticed that he seemed to be playing a little more with the girls. Fuzzsticks jumped into their arms and nuzzled their cheeks playfully, making many of them squeal. He shot the little boys endearing looks and occasionally batted at their hands and feet, but he never jumped into any of their arms.
Not like I would have, either, even if somebody turned me into a kitten.
I took a few steps forward to examine Fuzzsticks and the girls, trying to find a reason why he would favor them over everybody else. As my eyes observed them, noting that most of them had brown eyes and short brown hair, I gasped, remembering how much they also seemed to look like her.
Obito must be thinking about Rin, I thought.
I wasn't jealous or anything, but the more and more I stared at the attention that he gave the girls, the more bothered I felt inside. It was as if I was no different from all the other girls, and that they all reminded him of the girl he loved. As if our friendship had meant little to him.
It was almost as if our friendship was nothing but...a tool.
Shaking my head rapidly, I denied the idea. But then again, I had been denying the fact that my best friend was a cold-hearted killer who wanted to achieve world peace through any means necessary for weeks. In addition, I could relate to him. I never stopped staring at my parents' photo back at Little Alder Orphanage, and whenever I wanted to play a prank on somebody, I usually did it on some strange brown-haired boy with blue eyes. All because he looked like my father.
But still, not all people wanted to be around others who reminded them of their late loved ones. I knew that Obito missed Rin, and that it was likely that the Project Tsuki no Me thing was just to get a chance to live with Rin forever. Maybe the girls reminded him of his ultimate goal, and he wanted to interact with them a little more. I wasn't sure if it was to divert suspicion or not, but then again, if he didn't really want to, he would have avoided them completely.
Is this only reason why he still hangs around me? Because I look like her, thus reminding him of his plans?
At that point, even I wasn't sure if Project Tsuki no Me was an evil thing or not. But what will happen to everybody's bodies while they enter the dream state?
Luckily, Yukio came running in moments later, carrying the rest of the kittens and distracting me from my thoughts. Abruptly, most of the children playing with Fuzzsticks turned around, gazing in awe at the other rainbow kittens.
"There's more?" one kid exclaimed, followed by a high-pitched squeal. I watched as my older sister covered her ears, though I was already used to that sound.
"Look out!" exclaimed Yukio, dropping the rest of the Akatsuki by the feet of the children. "Here's nine more for you guys to play with!"
Before they had time to react, the kids snatched them up like sugar cookies. Cameras flashed. Children squealed. I saw Twinkleshine unsheathe his claws for a split second, but he put them back in as soon as Tiger and Angel glared at him. Sasuke did not moved, trying to remain in the same position as the crowd lifted him into the air. Dragon, Yin-Yang, and Warthog were currently trying to run away from everybody, to no avail. But out of all of them, the ones I felt the worst for were Firework and Rosie, who the kids were just tightly hugging and calling adorable. I could actually hear them growl angrily through all that noise.
I giggled, then stopped, realizing that I had lost sight of Fuzzsticks. My eyes scanned the area frantically, searching for the rambunctious ball of black and orange fur. Finally, I was able to locate him, swatting at a tiny clump of dandelions. I ran toward him, only to be stopped by the same boy who had spoken to us at the beginning.
"Would you care if I take a picture of you holding your cat?" he asked, grabbing Fuzzsticks off of the ground. He handed the kitten to me, and I instantly took him into my arms.
"Of course not!" I answered cheerfully, trying my best to smile. Fuzzsticks wiggled playfully squirming around while facing the boy's camera. "Snap away!"
The photo shoot took only about thirty seconds, but for me, it felt like five minutes. On the outside, I smiled, as if I was fully enjoying the moment. But every few seconds, I couldn't help but stare at Fuzzsticks, even while the camera was flashing away.
Am I really holding a cold-hearted killer in my arms?
"Thank you," the boy said when he finished. "I'll definitely share it with some more people in the future. Your cats are just awesome."
"Sure," I subconsciously replied, watching as the boy walked away, clutching his camera.
Eventually, once thousands of flashes ha gone by, the people finally began to leave the area. Mayu was among the last to leave, since she absolutely refused to put Rosie and Firework down. It took about ten minutes of coaxing to get her to stop suffocating the poor, traumatized kittens, who immediately ran back into the house in fear while Twinkleshine laughed at them.
Once the giant crowd had finally dispersed, the first thing I did was run upstairs in order to take a good look at myself in a mirror: the thing I was named after. Obito had said that he protected me because I looked like Rin...so I felt like I needed to check my appearance a little bit.
Grabbing the hand mirror off of my desk, I gazed into it, as if there was some kind of magic behind it. As I stared at my reflection, I studied every feature that made me resemble Rin in some way: my large brown eyes, shoulder-length hair, and even my skin color was the same as her. There were still major differences: the way I usually styled my hair, the clothes I wore, and most of all, parts of my personality.
Rin and I were both young, innocent girls who cherished peace, and we both were friends with Obito, although Rin had a different kind of friendship with him...I hoped. However, unlike me, Rin's parents had died when she was little, so I was unsure that she never really had a family that she had been close to. In addition, Obito had known her ever since they were little kids, and I had only known him for about three months.
And even more, I didn't really see Rin as the type of the girl who would deliberately lie. Yes, she did lie when she stole whatever forbidden jutsu she used to contact me, but it was more of a white lie. Most of my lies were white ones as well, but from the time I had first met Rin, I had been lying to my family and the Akatsuki the whole time. I didn't know anybody named Shisui Uchiha. Really, it was the first time I had ever lied to someone, and for some reason, I didn't feel guilty about it.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Instinctively, I turned, still clutching the mirror in my hand.
"It's open," I called plainly. "Who is it?"
"Kagami-chan?" came the reply. "It's me, Obito. Don't worry, everybody else is still downstairs, so only you and I can hear each other."
"How did you manage to change yourself back so quickly?" I inquired, opening the door to reveal him in his human form. "We haven't had a chance to spray you yet."
He shrugged. "I have my ways. I came to check on you, since you didn't seem to look all that well when all the children were...petting me." He shivered when he uttered the last two words, causing me to giggle slightly.
"So you were scared," I giggled. "I was sure that Tobi-chan would have done that without fear, but the real Obito probably wouldn't have done that."
He sighed, climbing on top of the bed. "Still, those children. Every time they stroked my fur, I wanted to lash out at them with my claws so badly, even if it meant breaking the façade. But for some reason, when I looked into their eyes, all intent of doing that disappeared. Ever since my relative trained me, I never gave a second thought about children. In fact, I couldn't even care less if they were ki—"
"Stop!" I shouted at him, making him freeze. "Don't tell me about such things! I don't want to imagine you doing something like that!"
"Why not?" he asked, making me gasp in utter shock. And not in a surprised kind of shock, just...shock.
"Are you that nonchalant about it, Obito?" I growled at him. "You've ended countless lives ever since you became a killer, and all you have to say about it is 'why not'?"
"Kagami-chan," he mumbled in a low tone, "I don't understand. Why do you keep insisting that I remain silent about my actions after her death, especially since you know well that I am a killer?"
Immediately, my eyes softened, recalling the exact reason why. I slumped to the floor and sighed, not wanting to remember what had happened to them at all. The topic was rarely brought up in our household, but I couldn't help but remember the incident when some sort of fight or argument like this occurred.
"Because...I don't want you...to end up like they did."
Almost immediately, I was on the verge of crying. Obito seemed to notice, since he got out of bed and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. I quickly slapped it off, still upset at him.
"Don't touch me," I told him through my tears, which had fallen out of my eyes. "I'm pretty sure that you don't mean it—"
"Of course I do!" he protested, trying to wipe the tears away. "You're my best friend, Kagami-chan! I don't want to see you cry! I don't want to see you in pain!"
"Is that how you felt about the little girls, too?" I asked him, making him visibly flinch. "You were staring at them and favoring them over all of the other kids! Don't think that I didn't notice that!"
Quickly, I covered my mouth, not wanting to get any angrier at him. Underneath that mask of his, I couldn't tell exactly how Obito was feeling. Silently, I prayed that it was sympathy, but I could feel nothing. Now that I thought about it, it was so hard for me to read Obito's emotions, though I could easily tell how other people were feeling just by looking at them.
After all, he keeps his real feelings underneath that orange swirl.
"Were you thinking...of her?" I asked him, trying to stop my flow of tears. "Her brown hair...and her brown eyes?"
An uneasy silence passed, and this time, it wasn't broken by crickets. Obito just sat there, saying nothing, and neither did I. It was as if time had stopped for a single moment, as if the whole crowd of people in front of our house had never existed. A few seconds later, he nodded silently. "Was I that obvious?"
"You kind of were," I answered in a hushed whisper. "You tended to play a little more with the brown-eyed girls with brown hair. I didn't know why exactly you favored them at first, but then, it all seemed to connect to how you felt towards Rin."
"You're pretty observant for a child. But yes, I did want to try to envision her...especially since she'll be turning thirty-two very soon."
"Have you using me...to remind you of what she looked like?"
He shook his head. "No, I didn't see the resemblance until after we became friends. It made you more important to me than I had originally intended. It made me...want to protect you. It was all like an adrenaline rush, really."
I blinked, unsure of how to respond to his answer. More than he originally intended, huh…
"Rin was the most important person to you, wasn't she?" I said, trying to change the subject a little. "She must have meant so much to you, to inspire you to create Project Tsuki no Me like that…"
He sighed, looking out the window longingly. "Much, much more than anybody can imagine. You have no idea, Kagami-chan…"
Actually, I kind of do, I mentally said. Rin loves you too, Obito. And I still love my parents so much, even after what happened.
We sat there for a while, thinking about past events while staring wistfully out of my bedroom window.
"Come on," he said, holding my hand gently. "Let's go back downstairs. It would be a shame if everybody tore up the house because they were wondering where we went."
I nodded, stifling a small laugh. "Yeah, let's—"
Before I could complete my sentence, we were both interrupted by a sparkling noise coming from behind us. Instinctively, both of us spun around to face the culprit: another glowing shard of the scintillating orb, by the looks of it. Yeah, there it was, the glistering crystal that hung in the air like a star in the night sky.
"Is this a shard of the scintillating orb?" he asked, slowly snatching the fragment out of the air.
"Yes," I said in confirmation. "I don't know how many we have now, but onee-chan told me that it was a little less than half, assuming the orb was the size of a golf ball. To be honest, I don't know how many more pieces we need to find in order to finish the orb so that you all can come back to your own world."
"It kind of makes me a bit conflicted," he muttered, surprising me slightly.
"What do you mean?" I asked, blinking. "Do you want to stay here or something?"
He shrugged. "I don't know, Kagami-chan. I don't know. I want to go back to my own world in order to initiate Project Tsuki no Me, but at the same time, your world is interesting. It's much calmer, and it's actually kind of nice to bond and...make friends with people, for once..."
Smiling, I squeezed his hand. "It's a good feeling, isn't it, Obito? Although I hate to break it to you, this world isn't really that peaceful at all, either. There's a war happening on the other side of our world as we speak, but even I don't know what to say about it. I don't understand why there has to be wars or fighting, especially since both sides always lose."
"Really?" he remarked almost in disbelief. "Very well. I guess that I may have to help you end misery here too—"
"We'll be fine," I said quickly, before he could bring up his plan again. "You should focus more on your own world, since you're trying to do what's best for them."
But deep inside, I was still unsure about if what he was doing was right or not. The way he made murder seem so nonchalant made me shiver slightly. Still, I did not wish to say anything more about it, since I did not really understand too much about Obito's past. Well, I understood it like Kaiya understood history books, but I was unsure if I could feel Obito's true pain.
"I want to do what's best for my world," he spoke, throwing me out of my thread of thoughts. "I want to end suffering. I want to end misery. I want to end...pain. Nobody will be forced to die at the hands of a person that they love."
After uttering that last statement, he sighed, cupping his face in his hands.
"Let's not think too much about that," I said, attempting to be more optimistic. "Instead, why don't we decide what fireworks that we're going to launch tonight?"
Without hesitation, he said, "Purple."
I blinked, then remembered that he had been reminiscing about the past so much that week. "Accurate. I guess I'll go with silver, since I've felt slightly confused and unsure about my feelings throughout the week." I sighed, staring out of the bedroom window. "I miss seeing the explosions of yellow fireworks."
"Yellow?" he questioned. "What are those for again?"
"Happiness," I answered. "I used to set them off almost every single week, though I sometimes launched gold ones, for feeling special. But now, everything has been going strangely. Ever since I found out that your real name wasn't Tobi-chan...I didn't know how to react. Before I knew it, my firework color quickly changed from yellow and gold to silver and purple."
"Oh," he mumbled. "Maybe you could try launching one tonight, so that your family could be happy and set off yellow fireworks as well?"
I shook my head. "I can't, Obito. It would only be lying. As much as I want to see everybody smile, it's just not right to raise false hopes like that. I want to try to lie as little as possible."
But that was also a big, big lie.
"I see," he nodded in slight understanding. "I can predict that the majority of the Akatsuki and your siblings will launch a silver one tonight. At least, I'm sure that nobody will set off a blue one."
"True," I added. "You know, you're actually pretty natural at being an optimist. Keep it up, Obito!"
"I guess," he deadpanned. Suddenly, an idea popped in my head, and I leaned over to whisper a secret into his ear.
"Your senpai has a crush," I told him, which made him jolt away in surprise. "Or at least, that's what Kisa-nii and I are assuming, from the way he's been acting around her."
"Really?" Obito said dubiously, placing his hands on his hips. "Interesting, indeed. Who's the girl — oh wait, let me guess — your older sister?"
I nodded in confirmation. "Yeah. However, I feel like we definitely need to teach both about feeling a little bit. I'm a bit too young to understand it all, but I've read a couple of love stories where the feelings are well developed. I just wish Deidara-san knew how to express his feelings in a way other than making Kaiya hold his hand or train Akane with him, and that onee-chan would stop being so oblivious. It's actually ironic, since Daichi-san never recognizes onee-chan's feelings for him, but she doesn't see that Deidara-san likes her."
"Maybe it's because both are rather childish," Obito suggested. "They seem to argue quite a lot, and Kaiya actually seems to like teasing Deidara more than Deidara himself."
I shrugged. "I don't know what we can do, though. Kisa-nii's Love Whisperer plans don't seem to be working, and I don't want Deidara-san to be too mad at me. Besides, we can't really force a relationship, can we?"
Obito sighed, beginning to stand up. "Well, perhaps we can continue helping Deidara and Kaiya get together, but keep his crush a secret from her. Although this really isn't in my nature, I actually kind of enjoy it. Let's head downstairs. We've been up here long enough."
Together, we walked out of the room, hoping that nobody had grown suspicious about where we had been. Luckily, nobody seemed to have noticed, as they were too busy watching Hidan having another showdown with Yukio.
"Jerk!" Yukio was saying, pointing an accusing finger at the Jashinist. "Nitwit! Dummy! Idiot! Baka! Nincompoop! Blunderhead!"
Hidan growled, but didn't seem to be saying anything back. Actually, the more I stared at his clenched teeth and scrunched eyebrows, the more I realized that he was trying his best not to lash out at my brother as he continuously insulted Hidan without using curses.
"Brainless!" my brother continued. "Midget! Doofus! Toad-face! Dog-breath! Numbskull! Wannabe! Moron! Fool! Madman! Stuck-up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf herder!"
Wow, I thought, counting all of the insults. That's eleven insults in just one shout. I wonder why Hidan hasn't retorted yet…
"Alright, you f****** little s***!" Hidan suddenly roared. "Go insult some other b******, a******!"
Yukio merely cocked a brow at Hidan, while Kakuzu snickered. "You do realize that you indirectly called yourself the b-word, right?"
Hidan gulped for a second, then glared at Yukio with enraged eyes. "I don't f****** care! You're the d*** b****** here, not— ow! The actual f***?"
My brother scoffed, lowering his foot back onto the ground. "Learn to control your profanity issue, birdbrain. That was eighteen insults before you decided to lash out at me, so you have the potential to keep your mouth shut."
I decided to interrupt before they could break into another huge argument. "Yukio-nii-chan, is it almost firework launching time? I'm getting sleepy!"
Actually, I'm not really that tired at all. But I don't feel as energetic as normal today...
"Already?" Kaiya questioned, raising an eyebrow at me. "Well, if you insist, imouto. You've got a day at school ahead of you, so I guess we can all retire early."
"Aww, come on!" Yukio whined. "I want to play some more video games with nii-chan!"
Kaiya shook her head, then pointed towards the balcony. "You can do that after school tomorrow, after your homework is finished. For now, let's all head out to the balcony."
Nodding obediently, we all shuffled out to the balcony, where Kaiya passed around the cardboard box full of fireworks to everybody. Obito and I stuck to our words and grabbed our respective colors, and pretty much everybody else had grabbed a silver one. To my surprise, Deidara grabbed a green firework, which meant that he had felt somewhat jealous.
"I feel jealous about Akane, since I kind of want her powers," he explained, but from the way he was averting his gaze towards my sister, I could tell that he was fibbing. My inner smirked, realizing what he was really jealous of.
Poor Deidara...onee-chan just doesn't understand love yet…
"Very well," said Kaiya as he placed the green firework on the balcony alongside the others. "Who wants to light them up?"
Obito — er, Tobi, in this case — quickly waved both of his arms around in the air. "Ooh! Ooh! Tobi wants to light the fireworks up!"
"Okay," Kaiya muttered suspiciously. "Just be careful when you—"
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!" he exclaimed without warning, and all of us had barely enough time to leap back as he shot a thin column of flame across the balcony. The flames licked at each fuse, lighting all of them up before dissipating into nothing but short-lived embers.
One by one, all of the fireworks were launching into the air, creating a sky filled with mostly silver sparkles. The only different ones were Tobi's purple firework and Deidara's green one.
Staring at the fireworks made me yawn, reminding me that I still wasn't feeling all that well. Not that I was sick or anything, but I had the urge to just lie down on my bed. Luckily, Kaiya noticed right away.
"Come on, Kagami-chan," she smiled, holding my hand and guiding me back into the house. "Let's go to sleep. You've got a long day at school tomorrow ahead of you."
"Okay, onee-chan!" I responded, letting her escort me back to my room. I turned around, wondering if Tobi was following us, but he was still standing by the edge of the balcony, admiring the fireworks with Deidara. And from the way they both seemed to be watching the fireworks, I could immediately tell that they were going to be there for a while.
Kaiya led me into my room, where I immediately curled up in my sleeping bag, draping the covers over myself. Pulling my two stuffed rabbits close to me, I smiled at my older sister as she flicked off the lights and walked out of the door.
"Sweet dreams, Kagami-chan. Don't get too deep in thought about anything tonight, or else you won't sleep. Goodnight!"
And of course, I had to squeeze in one last lie.
"I won't, onee-chan!"
Needless to say, that was one of the longest nights that I had ever lived through. In fact, I believe that it took me more than three hours to finally close my eyes.
A/N: Yes, the relationship between Kaiya and Deidara is more of a love-hate one right now. Kagami and Obito's friendship, meanwhile, is quite rocky. Nevertheless, all four of them are just so childish...which makes them all the more fun to write about!
Question: Ideal vacation spot? I want to go to Japan so badly...
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