(a/n); heya! I'm trying to start updating every week now! I'm sorry if last chapter didn't have very much going on in it. I've just gotten to get an idea of what to do. Hopefully, ill have enough time to get this done ad posted by this Friday. (That's what day it is today)
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Disclaimer: I do not own naruto shippuden, naruto, or the akatsuki.
Nor do I own mission impossible, the French language, or any such thing like that mentioned in this chapter.
Note; do not read if you are afraid of logs.
'Chuckle' that was fun to say.
Last time if you can't escape akatsuki, annoy akatsuki!
"I see. I am going to need more information but in the mean time I am going to send you, Sasori, and Deidara on a mission. A small one. It will mostly be you but I am going to have them watch over just in case."
"Okay! I learned something!"
Pein furrowed his brow, "what?"
"I have crazy crap powers!"
"Crazy…crap?"
"Yeah," I pull a hatchet out of no where, "I am jonny logginz!"
If you can't escape akatsuki, annoy akatsuki!
Chapter twelve, 12, juuni, douze, twaalf, zwalf, doce, tolv.
Mission! Part one
"Where did that come from?" Pein was confused, why would she have a hatchet?
"I don't know." I shrugged, how the heck was I supposed to know where the hatchet came from? It just sort of did.
"Any ways you've about ten minutes to pack and meet Deidara and Sasori at the door. If you know enough about Sasori, you won't push your luck with being late."
"Hai!" (Yes sir) I hurried out the door.
Knock, Knock.
"What did you forget to say?" Pein seemed to already know.
"About how many days should it be?"
"Why should you need to know?"
I face palmed, "Nagato, your dead bodies might not need to change their clothes after few days, but a sixteen year old living person does."
"Five days, two out, one to complete task, two in."
"Okay! 'I guess ill be packing for seven then'.
Times skip*****************************
Sasori looked at me from inside hiruko, "it has been fifteen minutes"
Tick mark, "you know what? You might wanna start enjoying your time instead of counting it because you're not as eternal as you think you are!"
Deidara looked shocked and I bet Sasori had some sort of reaction because I heard a lot of wood banging around in there.
"How the heck do you know that?"
"I might, happen, to know, how you die. But don't worry, I think I prevented it."
"That is scary, un."
"Sasori? What was the noise coming from hiruko?" I ask.
"I may have jumped"
"you jumped?"
"you don't here stuff like that every day!"
"but wouldn't that only make one thump?" there was a large thump and a couple little ones.
"I am not telling?"
"and just leave us hanging like that?"
Deidara was currently getting a kick out of the fact that Sasori jumped while inside hiruko.
"fine. That was my head coming off and rolling around."
Now we were both on the ground laughing our heads off.
Sasori seemed ticked off at this, "can we get going now?"
"Hai! (un)" we stood up in an instant and started acting like respectable ninja.
I turned to Deidara, "sooo. What's the mission?"
"you're going to kill some weakling that ticked off some rich piece of crap in grass, un."
Kill. I am going to have to kill some one. No. nononononono. How? I started lightly moaning and whimpering as I thought to myself. Thought more I tried to make easier, the harder the idea got.
We were walking in the forest outside of ame and it was kind of muddy. On the way out I reveled in the cool and usefulness of my hat to get rid of rain. We kept walking for three hours until we reached a town. Luckily for me, there was no hills because I hate hills. The town wasn't a large one but it wasn't tiny. It had nice stores and cute little houses.
We stopped at a fancy restaurant, "Sasori, why someplace this nice?"
"you haven't gotten your pay check yet, this is nothing."
"no wonder Kakuzu does it."
"creepy child."
"urusai." (shut up)
The waitress came over. She took one look at us and shivered while her eyes grew wide in fear. 'dang. I feel bad for her, but I could get used this' she handed us are menus and hurried away as fast as possible with out attracting attention. 'hmm. I bet they make a killer oshinko roll here, but I want to try the dango. maybe ill get a little of both in case I don't like it.'
This time a different waitress came out. She looked at us and you could see her fake smile twitch, "h-hello. U-um can I…g-get you something to drink and-d eat-uh…" she was breathing hard and her voice was wavering. 'this is sad. I'm going to help the poor girl'
"sure! Ill take tea and the half and half combo plate! Arigatou gozaimasu! (thank you very much!)"
"a-and what w-would…..youlikeonit?"
"oshinko roll and dango please," I put my hand on the shaking girls shoulder, "you don't have to be nervous. If you're new, the best thing to do is to act like you live here. It's easier to beg forgiveness than to ask permission."
The waitress's eye widened in surprise and she put on a real smile, "thanks. What would you two like?"
"obudan." (something with eggs in it and also means bomb.)
"tea."
Those two said it as cold as they could while stinking glaring at the girl. Her smile her turned back into hyperventilation while she nodded and full out ran back.
"well that killed any confidence I gave her! What they - was that! Cant you see she was deathly afraid of us!"
Sasori glare at me, "she should be deathly afraid of us."
I looked at the employee area. They were all standing there whispering and pointing. I couldn't tell whether it was due to 'the nice akatsuki' or 'the other two'. I decided to test my theory. I snapped my fingers and got a rubber mallet.
I smacked Deidara and Sasori on the head, "a tu!" (to you! French)
"what the - was that, (un.)!"
I heard giggling from the stand and one or two gasps at pulling that trick.
"ma travaille est finis." (my work is finished)
(a/n) muahahahaha! that's what you get for being jerks. French speaking, short, sixteen, short tempered, girl with mallet.