Akatsuki's Miko
Chapter 4
Hey! I would like to thank all those that reviewed, this chapter is still pitifully short and took me forever to write (not mentioning the long wait), it is again dedicated to Yarochisai for your wonderful review, un! Also, sorry for the 'long wait'. I was kidnapped by Orochimaru and only recently escaped captivity and found a safe place to hide from him that had access to a computer, only then did I realize that I had extensive writer's block. It was the worst kind of writer's block too, the kind where you try to write one story but begin to think of another. So mayhaps after this I will begin the severely twisted story that spawned itself in my brain during an extremely boring social sciences lecture. But onward with the story, un
Kagome walked back towards the ocean-side promenade to see another cloaked figure standing next to Deidara, she had gone back to the hotel to gather a few things, such as her trusty bow and arrows, a small pack containing some clothes and her first-aid kit.
She walked over to the two…Akatsuki, that is what Deidara had said.
As she approached them Deidara turned and smiled at her, she had no idea why she felt warm when she saw it. Somewhere in the back of her mind a little voice laughed at her and her refusal to believe that she was attracted to Deidara, and curious about the people in the dark cloaks, people that a few weeks ago she had been trying to say didn't exist.
The cloaked figure next to Deidara turned to look at her as well, she could see nothing of his face but he was slight and graceful looking under the cloak, he said something very quietly to Deidara and made a motion with his hand, a hand that was very pale with long slender fingers, a finely boned wrist and…pure black nail polish on each fingernail, which she realized were long and sharp, almost like claws … She stopped that train of thought before it even left the station. He spoke.
"Kagome-san" the voice was soft and if it had not had such an unarguable authority and masculinity to it Kagome was quite sure she would have changed her mind and referred to the speaker as 'she', but it was not so, never before had she heard a voice so dark, it chilled her, even with those few words a picture was painted in her mind about what the owner of such a voice might look like.
Deidara turned to the owner of the voice
"You should introduce yourself, it freaks people out when you act all creepy, un."
Slowly, the owner of the voice unclasped the top few latches of his cloak, and pulled off the large hat he was wearing. Kagome had to stop herself from gaping, he was, he was….well, beautiful, it was the only word she could think of that suited him. He had hair as dark as a raven's wing, alabaster skin, and onyx eyes that gleamed slightly with dark knowledge. His face was perfect, masculine but still soft, as though he were still quite young; this perception of him was helped by how delicate he was. Kagome realized that if it weren't for the red clouds on his cloak he would be entirely in black and white.
Deidara smiled,
"This is Uchiha Itachi, un."
Yosh! I don't care if it's short, or that the entire chapter is dedicated to describing Itachi, at least I wrote it! This chapter was very hard for me because as I mentioned earlier I had very bad writer's block.
But anyways review please, love it, hate it, let me know.
Flames will be used to heat my safe-house so Orochimaru can't get me.
Ja Ne!