A.N.: Hurray for kicking the crap out of OCs
disclamer: I don't own naruto but the plot is mine
Chapter Seven: Just When You Think You Know A Guy
This was the moment that people began to watch. After ten minutes I had become a bloody mess on Itachi's shoe. I had stopped crying at this point. My tears were all gone and now I was only listening to Itachi's calm voice.
"Your doing well," my sempai said gently pulling the robe from my shoulders so the nasty gash on my temple wouldn't bleed on it. "Get up," he ordered. I moaned but pushed myself up and looked at him.
"What does this-" I was cut off by a knee to my stomach. I fell onto my side pain shooting up and down my spine.
"Hum I didn't think the girl would let the shit be knocked out of her," said a voice I recognized as Hidan. Itachi stepped around me watching me like a cat toying with a mouse before it bit its head off.
"She did better then Deidara last year," Tobi added getting a laugh from Hidan.
"Shut up un," Deidara grunted. I nearly died finding out he had been watching my major ass whopping.
"What was the point of that?" I coughed looking up at Itachi who was now leaning over me.
"Seeing what it takes before you stop feeling the pain," he answered "about seven minutes and forty nine seconds."
"Can someone go get a medic-nin hmm?" Deidara asked.
"Tobi will," the masked Akatsuki said running off. Itachi and Deidara helped me into a sitting position as I tried to figure out just how many people were around. Feeling light headed I suddenly and not so gracefully fainted hitting Deidara's face with the back of my head.
When I opened my eyes I found myself in a not so convertible bed and a white room. My roommates and Itachi were sitting at my bedside; Deidara was pressing an ice bag to his lip. My head suddenly throbbed and my spine ached but it was a hell of a lot better then on the field.
"Jen-Chan," Sasori looked up "are you feeling alright."
"I just got the crap beaten out of me," I grumbled dryly "how do you think I feel?" I heard Deidara snort as Sasori raised a brow at my cheeky answer.
"Touchy," the red head sighed with the tiniest smile showing he wasn't offended.
"You alright Deidara?" I asked and he moved the ice bag away from his face reveling a puffy bottom lip and a nice purple bruise on the side of his mouth.
"You've got a hard head yeah," he said giving an awkward smile. I smiled back shutting my eyes. I drifted off quickly unaware of my best friend barging into the room.
(3ed person)
"Oh my God!" Loren screamed in rage seeing Jenny lay in the bed with bruises going up and down her arms and face. The three boys sitting by her bedside blinked watching the curvy girl spas out. She wore the Wind Tower uniform of a light blue shirt with the symbol of an hourglass printed in gold on the front and cut at the mid-drift (for girls) a mesh under shirt and blue pants.
"I'm sorry but who are you?" Sasori asked the frantic girl. She glared at him but didn't answer still trying to get Jenny to wake up.
"She just fell asleep she must rest," Itachi said in a voice that really meant 'quit it before I rip your spine out and use it to jump rope with.'
"Monsters," Loren spat breathing hard. She touched her large silver star earrings nervously as she began to calm down. "What happened? I heard it was an initiation, it better have not been."
"It was training and she did very well," Itachi said more then a little annoyed at the Wind student.
"Training huh?" Loren growled, "I'll give you training!"
Before a punch could be given Sasori was holding the girl back with charka strings and Deidara was doing his best to hold back Itachi's rage.
(back to 1st person)
"What are you guys doing?" I asked sitting up. Loren was screaming the most colorful words she could think up while the rest of her body was frozen from Sasori's control. Deidara was 'ahem' sitting on Itachi with only is left eye open as Itachi wriggled angrily under him. "Uh. Guys?"
"WHAT?" they all screamed in reply looking right at me, it took them about ten seconds to realize I was awake another five seconds to realize they looked like complete morons.
" Jen-Chan your awake," Deidara smiled sweetly but was soon pushed off by a pissed Uchiha.
"Jenny!" Loren squealed as Sasori let her go and allowed her to wrap her arms around my neck. I winced as she pressed on my bruised shoulders but just shrugged off the pain and smiled. "What happened to you?" she demanded repulsed by my less then glamorous state.
"I was doing my first training with Itachi-sempai," I said smiling "I did well too, so don't worry so much your worse then my mother."
"That's my job," she said lovingly letting me go. I rolled my eyes in reply.
The pink haired girl walked in and pressed her brows together. "Okay visiting hours are up only Sasori is allowed in here now," she said a hand on her hip. I glared at her wishing I could have my friends stay the night.
"Aw I'm going to be so lonesome tonight un," Deidara whined then winked at me before leaving the room. Itachi gave me a nod and fallowed after him. My overly dramatic friend gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek goodnight before leaving.
"Call me okay?" Loren said.
"Our phones don't work," I informed her.
"Oh well I'll see you in the morning," she said before reluctantly leaving. I sighed leaning back on the bed. Sasori sighed also but mostly because he was kicking himself for having being talked into staying.
"She's odd," Sasori muttered after a very long silence. I giggled pulling the sheets over up to my neck. "I've never seen anyone so brave or perhaps idiotic to attack Itachi so recklessly."
"That's Loren," I said sleepily "always looking out for me." Sasori's eye narrowed and raised a brow at me and I sighed. "Long story."
"I'm sure," he said leaning back on his chair.
"Hey Sasori," I said remembering something from yesterday morning. "What's with them lines in your arms?" His eyes shot up quickly and I knew I had hit a nerve. "I mean if you don't want to tell me I don't mind," I saved with a mental eye roll at my nerdy ness.
Sasori shrugged having a short inner battle before opening his mouth. "Well I turned myself into a puppet," he said, "so I could be young forever and be one with my art." To prove this he grasped his left forearm and pulled the whole arm off with a small pop of the shoulder.
"That's true dedication Sasori," I said my eyes a bit wide. I watched as he popped the arm back into its socket. "How'd you do it?"
"I've never been asked that question actually," he replied with a smirk. "Its rather hard to explain."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," I said smiling as his face-hardened. Silence fell and my smile soon faded too. We stared at each other and I counted the full ten minutes he hadn't blinked. "Well good night Sasori," I murmured laying back and closing my eyes quickly.
"It's noon," he corrected.
"Oh," I muttered before drifting into a dreamless sleep.
When I opened my eyes Sasori had his cheek cupped in his hand and his eyes closed. Now I could really tell he was made of wood or a mix of wood and hardened flesh I could now see the line that marked were his neck connected with his shoulders and so on. He didn't breath but his fingers did twitch every so often like a weird mini spasm. His face however was angelic with the tiny curl upward of his lips and just the blissful look he didn't have when he was awake.
I shifted in the hospital bed and heard my arm crake loudly from stiffness since I'd been sleeping on it. I quickly look back at Sasori who was sitting up straight his eyes the color of dry blood gazing at me with the half interested expression. And that adorable curl in his lips was gone.
"Oh hey sorry if I woke you," I said shyly.
"How do you feel?" he said in a voice that said 'I really don't care but I want to get the hell out of this hospital.'
"Much better," I replied sitting up with little effort. My back was just a dull ping and the cut on my face seemed to have scabbed over. Sasori blinked.
"You've healed quickly," he said more to himself then to me.
"I guess," I said rubbing the back of my head. He nodded and stood up and went to the window and opened it up wide the evening breeze coming in. "Sasori what are you-?" I was cut off when he came over and through me over his shoulder. "Ah! Sasori put me down!" He went back to the window and we jumped out from the four-story room. I never screamed so load in my life.
A.N: I've wondered howthe hell Sasori turned himself into a puppet with out you know dieing. I guess thats justthe magic of Tv. And remmber to review no one did last chapter and you made Deidara cry!