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First Person Serenity:
Have you ever had a dream that felt incredibly horrifyingly real even though you know it couldn't possibly happen? The constant beating of your heart, the fear in your eyes, and to top things off - the sound of your best friend attempting to reason with the… 'Things' that caused this nightmare? These dreams were not common for me to have, so when this one popped up, I nearly shat myself.
When I was finally able to pull myself out of the nightmare, I instantly took notice to the arms that wrapped around me. I won't lie, I felt a little bit spooked especially with the dream I have had - but once I saw a mop of bright orange hair, I realized that it was Alison who was wrapped around me.
We were in my room as far as I could tell, but the blanket's weren't wrapped around us. Instead they were sprawled on the floor from what I could see. The room was fairly dark, but I couldn't tell if it was evening or morning darkness.
I pushed myself half way up with Alison still clinging around my torso, and I couldn't help but hiss as pain shot through my arm. Pulling said arm from behind my back, I pulled it in front of me only to see it was wrapped in a bandage. I couldn't help the lump that threatened to form in my throat as I remembered the events from my dream..
Looking around the room in the near darkness, I took note of my surroundings. Besides the blankets that were mangled on the floor, everything seemed in place. Paint was ready and waiting for me to start working on the next wall of my room, books were in their normal places sprawled around from when I used them last, and random paint brushes on the floor around these books. All in all, it was the same mess as it always had been.
It was then that I took noticed to a wooden block on my table, ready and waiting to be used for an art piece. The scalpel that was being used it thrown in front of it, sitting in what seemed to be a dark spot. I winced, trying to see what it was - but I wasn't going to be able to look at it while Alison was wrapped around me.
Using all my weight, I shifted Alison around so that I could stand up. Once she was moved, I stood up and walked towards the light switch, and I flipped it on. I turned back towards my work shop, and to my horror, I realized the tools were not just resting on a dark spot.
"..Blood…" I whispered, my eyes widening with horror. I brought my hand to look at again, only to see that it was the injury that I had got whilst working. That would mean…
"I can't believe it…" I whispered, looking around my room for anything that would help me refuse my brains' claims that my dream was real. It can't be real - it shouldn't...
Then I looked towards the bathroom, and boy did the color leave my face faster than an Olympic runner.
There inside the bathroom, which seemed normal on the outside, sat the door of said bathroom. It sat there neatly tucked in, as if it was going to be repaired sooner rather than later, and was just waiting for someone to do it. That wasn't the kicker though - oh no. There in the toilet sat my cellphone, sunk to the bottom.
It took everything in my power keep from screaming. Alison slept soundly behind me, and I didn't want to wake her with my screams, being reminded of the blood curdling one I gave earlier. My throat too reminded me of it. I reached into the toilet, pulling the electronic device out of the cold toilet water and frowned. Looking at it, I accepted the phone's death with a great sigh, putting on the bathroom sink counter. There was no saving it now.
Looking towards the bed, I gave a deep sigh as I watched Alison while she asleep. She snored very softly, lost in her own dreams - almost as if she wasn't bothered by what was happening. Pressing my lips together, it was then that I decided it was time to face my fears.
Swallowing the hard lump in my throat, I cracked my neck once before I made my way towards my bedroom door. If Alison was comfortable enough to sleep during this, then I should have no problem right? I couldn't help but still feel scared as I turned the door handle to open, but once the door became fully open, I was met with nothing but a silent hallway, not a soul in sight.
Having a fairly large three bedroom house, I would have expected it to be quiet if it were just me and Alison, but it was more than just us two now occupying the house. With shifty eyes, I looked down the hallway before swallowing once again, pushing forward towards the kitchen to see if I could find anyone.
With quiet steps I made it to the kitchen with ease, however I could see lights on in the living room, and the sounds of low conversation. However, as soon as I stepped onto the tiling of the kitchen, all conversation seemed to stop.
Holding my breath, I turned towards the fridge in an attempt to grab something so that it wouldn't seem like I was snooping, I quickly grabbed one of Alison's many beers and shut the door, only to have what air I held forced out as I realized I was not alone in the kitchen. There beside the fridge, stood one of the Akatsuki, the 'leader' I assumed, with ginger hair that matched Alison's.
"Well?" He asked, tone as cold as his ringed eyes. I couldn't help the shiver that travelled down my spine.
"Excuse me?" I stuttered, cursing at myself for the lack of control I had on my voice. His eyes narrowed as he looked towards the beer I held in my hand.
"I asked what you were doing in here?" He stated with authority. His no-nonsense attitude quite scary. Shifting a little as I fell back on my heel, I lower my gaze to the floor.
"I was grabbing a drink… I was thirsty." I whispered, now unable to find my voice. Now that I had eyes on me, I felt uncomfortable. To think that him, along with the others were once our cats. If I had known...
Giving a slow sigh, placing a hand on my chest in an attempt to settle the anxiety that threatened to bubble over. Giving a minute to blink a few times, I could feel his cold eyes staring into my person. Everything I was doing was being scrutinized down to the last detail.
Attempting to not cave in to my fear, I turned around and went to the cupboards and pulled out a glass for my drink in an attempt to stall further communication. Sticking my hand into our drawer of miss-matched kitchen utensils, I made sure to rummage around for a good minute or two 'seeking' the bottle opener.
After a good moment of standing there awkwardly, their leader must have seemed to have think he had seen enough, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding as I finally pulled out the bottle opener. Had I of know I was going to be under this amount of stress when I woke up, I would have never opened my eyes. I commented in my head, eyes drifting from the bottle that was now opened towards the living room, where most of the activity seemed to resignate within the house.
My stomach then decided to give a violent rumble as I stood there. Bringing my bandaged arm to rest on my nearly empty belly, I gave a sigh as I looked towards the fridge I knew was empty, and then a glace towards the empty pizza box of the pizza I ordered earlier. Of course... I thought, making a mental check towards going shopping later.
"Alison and I are most certainly going to have a talk later..." I mumbled to myself, throwing my bum against the counter behind me with a beer in hand. From where I sat, I could clearly see two of these new people sitting in the living room, acting oblivious to my stares. One was a red head who looked mildly familiar, and the other was a blonde, who I too couldn't pin point where I knew them from. "I know you all from somewhere..."
"You appear to be opposite to your friend in this situation. She seems to know just about everything on us, but it appears you know very little. We are the Akatsuki." I couldn't help but jump yet again as a voice from the side stated. Catching my breath, I turned only to be met with the sight of the blue man that held down Alison earlier.
Now HIM I recognize. Though his name avoided my mind, his look was something that someone couldn't forget. "I know you're face, but I can't pin a name. Same with the other two that I can see from here."
The blue skinned man turned his head to look in the direction I was, only to spot the red head and blonde who seemed to be having a conversation of their own, every once in a while looking up to meet eyes with the blue man. Giving a large toothy grin, the man dipped his head. "Name's Kisame. The blonde's name is Deidara, and the red head is Sasori.
I snapped the fingers of my spare hand as I pointed towards Kisame. "That's your name." I stated, before looking towards the others. "I'm not a regular viewer of your show like Alison is. At most I would watch an episode here and there when she did." He nodded at this. "One of two of them involved you three, plus your partner I believe." I didn't make a comment towards Alison's obsession. I knew very clearly who is partner was – more then I should probably know.
"Trust me kid, you don't want to know any more about us then what you know right now." I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this. "Anyways, enough about that. Leader here say's you guys will be housing us under strict conditions. I'm guessing that red head is still asleep and hasn't told ya, correct?"
"I thought so..." My comment caused him to raise an eyebrow this time. Finding the courage to muster up a smile, I tilted my head. "That guy seemed like the leader type. A stick right up his arse..." I said the last bit mumbled, but this caused the blue skin man to give a loud laugh, enough to disturb those in the living room.
"You've got humour, girl." His teeth were shown as he calmed down, protruding from his lips like a shark's. "You best keep that up. It'll help you get along with the others better."
"Thanks for the advise..." I gave him a genuine smile as I brought the beer to my mouth, taking a large drink of the bitter liquid. "I'll remember that for next time... But to answer your question, yes. Alison is still asleep, and I am still somewhat terrified." I let my lips do the talking.
"Trust that gut of yours, we are not people that should be trusted." A rough voice sounded from the living room, the tall stitched man of the group walking towards the kitchen, a hand resting on his brown hair. "Never let your guard down around us."
"Right..." I looked towards Kisame, who's eyes rested on the man who had walked, only to turn back to me and nod. "Anyways... Can you guys inform me what will be going on?"
"It's simple." The stitched man said, walking towards the fridge and opening it up. "We are staying here, while you and your friend take care of our needs, whatever that may be." I pressed my lips together, waiting for him to elaborate, but no such thing happened.
"...I need to go shopping for groceries... We don't really have anything in the fridge right now." The man sighed, pulling back from the fridge and grumbling to himself. "I'm sorry... This all... Happened at a very bad time."
"Whatever..." The man grumbled, walking back towards the living room without looking back.
"Is everyone apart of your group so..." I started to question.
"Grumpy?" Kisame stated, and I nodded. "Usually. If not, then certainly bordering on annoying."
With that, we fell into a somewhat awkward silence. We didn't really have much to talk about, and on top of that, I wasn't really too keen on continuing on. Instead, I walked towards the fridge and pulled off the pad of grocery list paper, also grabbing a pencil near by.
Might as well keep myself occupied... I'm scared to leave them alone in my house. Damn it Alison, you better wake up soon...
Kisame soon left my side, now uninterested in what I was doing, for it was most likely boring. I mean, in the end I was just jotting down groceries that we would need, now in larger quantities. Instead of a single loaf of bread, I made sure to write down a good six just to be safe, and that is just an example.
I only made it halfway down the first lined sheet when a loud yawn erupted from behind, and I couldn't help but dart my eyes from the paper and onto the person. There stood Alison, eyes rather tired looking, with a messy mop of hair to match.
"Good morning." She yawned, making it her turn to walk towards the fridge, shoving past me who was still leaning over the counter as I wrote, only to shove open the door and pull a beer for herself out. She didn't even need a bottle opener. Shoving the chilled beverage underneath her shirt, she gave a tough yank as the cap pulled off with ease. With that, she brought the bottle to her lips, only to down a good half of the drink in one go.
Sensing an awkward feeling around the room, she lowered the bottle to look towards me in confusion, only to look around the room and for a ping of realization to hit the red head. "Oh." She commented, looking towards the Akatsuki who had once again gone silent. "To be completely honest, I forgot we had 'guests'. Then again, the pain in my back should have reminded me of that."
"I honestly don't understand how dumb and calm you can be about this whole thing." I mumbled, watching as Alison shrugged lightly, shutting the fridge door behind her as she finished her drink.
"I honestly accepted what was happening the moment blood ruined both our couch, floors & walls out of dip shit's head. Knowing what I know, I kinda just clenched my ass and accepted fate, whatever it may be." Again she gave a light shrug as she put the bottle into the sink, beginning to walk towards the living room.
"Hey, wait... Shouldn't we talk about this?" I asked softly, rather unsure of the tone my voice held. At this, Alison turned back around – giving a low sigh. With that, she brought a hand up to rest on her freckled neck, cracking it ever so slightly as she returned to the kitchen.
"Honestly, and I know you don't want to accept this, but there isn't much we can talk about regarding... This." Her eyes loomed towards the living room. "However, I can tell you what will most likely happen while they are here. You know the basics probably, the whole 'living here with rules'." I nodded at that.
Taking a seat at the counter, she flopped down with all her weight before bringing her arms to rest on the granite, her head soon following on top. "They do not want to be here – I can tell you that much. So, while the 'are' here, they will be trying to find a way back home. Simple as that. They will be using our home as their own personal hotel, and we will more or less be their nanny's while they are here. We do the shopping, we do the cooking, all that jazz, but they will of course help at the odd moment. We clear so far?" I nodded again, attempting to process everything.
"Good. To top things off, we aren't allowed to contact the authorities of any kind, police, military, bounty hunter – you name it. Finally, If we do anything stupid in their eyes, as far as they are concerned – they will kill us." She said it with a smile. She said it with a fucking smile.
"You are okay with this." I said with an open mouth. I was still just shocked at how... Freaking normal she was about the whole thing. She blinked a few times, bringing her hands to rub the sleep out of her eyes before looking back at me.
"I mean... Well – as I said, I know a bit about them." She sent a look behind her before looking back at me. "If things go as well as I think they will, we shouldn't have any problems. Money, yes, but other then that – I mean I don't mind taking an extra shift or two. I'm quite fine with everything."
To think that some considered me the crazy one.
"I'm not sure if I am..." I mumbled, putting my arms on the counter and throwing my head between them. No, I wasn't okay with this. "We don't have the space to house them Alison – and though we won't call the cops or anything, if someone finds out we have 12 people including us living here – what's going to happen?" These were all legitimate questions.
"We will figure everything out darling. Trust me, all will be alright. I'll deal with everything when it comes down to issues and such. Don't sweat it!" I felt a hand being placed on my head, and I moved to look up at her.
Her face seemed... Both excited, and worried. There was no good way to explain how she looked – but her eyes seemed to tell a different story. She was just as scared as I was. "Trust me." Was all she said, before lifting her hand off my head, and turning around to walk towards the living room.
I trust you. Was all I thought before giving a sigh, lifting myself up to join her. I'm going to have to now at least. I just hope that you can trust yourself. You never were one to ask for help...
First Person Alison:
I was not okay. Far from it – but unlike Serenity, I was managing.
How is it, that our cats – which I want to add I wasn't to keen on keeping, turned out to be the Akatsuki of all things? At first, I was just like Serenity. I didn't believe it – I couldn't. This was stuff that happened in stories – fan fiction. It wasn't suppose to happen in real life. These were anime characters.
Yet here they were, sitting in my living room – talking among themselves attempting to figure out how the came here, and how they were going to get home.
"She's waking up, you idiot. You are being too loud." Kakuzu mumbled, glaring towards Hidan who was currently rummaging through the kitchen, making all sorts of noises.
"I woke up the moment he stepped foot into the kitchen." I mumbled, opening one of my eyes before giving a yawn. "Your fucking foot steps are loud."
Hidan snorted, pulling out a lone box of tea, before putting it on the counter. "It'll fucking do."
"Doesn't seem you are the type to wake up 'well', un." Deidara mentioned with a slight chuckle, looking towards Sasori with pure amusement.
"Never have, never will." Was all I said before unlatching myself from a rather dead-asleep Serenity. She hadn't moved nor woken from what had happened earlier, but the again – that wasn't surprising. She's the type to pass out and say passed out for hours at a time when she is under stress or experiencing anxiety.
Hidan continued to rummage through the kitchen, uncaring of the amount of noise he made. I gave a sigh as I watched from my spot on the couch. "So. How was the meeting?" I questioned groggily, trying to get my mind off the constant sound of shutting cabinets.
"Fine." Was the only reply I got as I nodded, looking back towards Serenity.
"Good good... Look, I'll be right back. I'm going to fix her up and take her to bed – I'll be back in a minute." I received a mix of low hum's and other noises signalling their acknowledgements, and I nodded towards that. Standing up from my spot on the couch, I leaned down, using all my muscle to pick up the half Japanese girl, and made my way towards her bedroom.
"She got some strength, that midget. Her ass is kinda cute too." I heard Hidan speak as I walked away, but I paid it no attention. Turning down the hall, I made it to Serenity's room and opened the door, closing it with my foot once we entered, giving us a small amount of privacy in our now very public home.
"I think I should apologize darling." I whispered, walking towards the bed and placing my friend down. "At least, I feel as though I have to. I read about this shit all the time – and never in a million years would I expect for this to happen. Yet here we are." I smiled towards her sleeping form. Bringing a hand up to her face, I picked off a small splatter of crusted blood -most likely from the Jashinist's head outside.
Once I was done picking off the one spot, I stood from the side of the bed, making my way towards her bathroom, carefully stepping over the many books that rest along her room. Taking note of the broken door, I lifted it with the mindset of replacing it later, before setting it down inside the bathroom, neatly tucked away. "I'll try and make it up to you..." I whispered, before heading towards the sick cupboard, opening up the mirrored door and pulling out some bandages.
Wetting a cloth to go along with my tools, I returned to her side and quietly bandaged her arm. I didn't speak any words, I merely basked in the silence between us, watching as her slow breath caused her chest to rise.
Once her hand was cleaned and bandaged, I made sure to tuck her into bed, making sure that she had fresh blankets. I couldn't help but watch her for a moment as I let out a sigh.
"What now?" I questioned her quietly. I ran a hand through my hair as I took a minute, straightening my appearance before re-emerging out of her room – only somewhat ready to face the people who sat in our home.
The rest had gone rather smoothly once I had returned to the living room. We had come to terms with just about everything. Sleeping arraignments, rules, and how we would go about treating each other. However, I couldn't help the anxiety that bubbled in my stomach.
These people were a bunch of murderer's and criminals. There was not a good bone in most of their bodies, save a few. They have done just about everything in the book – from mass murder, sacrifices, bounty hunting, extracting tailed beasts to more of the unquestionable dirty deeds. Yet here they were, in the company of two young adults, and boy let me tell you – my list of woes compared to theirs was nothing.
I think the worst thing I had done was take a 20 from my mom and the blame it on the dog – and that was pushing it.
"Sit." Pein spoke, eyeing me as I returned to the living room. The moment he opened his mouth, I couldn't help it as the colour that was inhabited my face, disappeared. I give a short nod before I sat down in the only chair that wasn't taken, attempting to keep myself small as eyes loomed over.
"We must discuss sleeping arrangements, and rules. The earlier conversation was brief, but now that we have had time to speak among each other about what is to happen while we are here, we wish to discuss this further." I nodded again.
"Well, we might as well get rules done first." I commented, and he nodded, looking towards Konan who also nodded beside him.
"As discussed earlier, we are to stay here with you two girls for the time being. You will pay for our needs, and we shall help when needed – nothing more or less. Do not expect to get comfortable with out presence. We hope to leave as soon as possible – and when we figure out a way to bring us home, we ill take it when available." I nodded at that.
"While we are here, we will abide by your world's governed rules in an attempt not to deal with possible coming issues with the authorities. We don't want anyone knowing that we are here, since it appears people in this world know of us."
"At most people might think you guys are a great group of cosplayers." I commented, looking around the room, eyeing mainly Kisame and Zetsu, who sat in different corners. The room was filled with frowns at my remark, so I gave a curt cough to get back on track. "They, being the police, shouldn't give you any issues as long as you don't go sticking your nose into other people's businesses." To that, the Akatsuki leader nodded, however a few members gave a comment.
"That's bullshit.. Does that mean I can't gather sacrifices for Jashin? I refuse to stand by and do nothing – he req-" Just as he went to continue on, Kakuzu once again stopped his talking by whacking him on top of the head, earning a mumbled 'ow' and bought silence from the zealot.
"Now is not the time Hidan. We will figure something out in the future, but now is not the time." The older stitched man commented, shifting around uncomfortably due to his lack of proper fitting clothes.
"Alright... Well, we own a three bedroom house as you have come to know, but we do have an attic and a basement that can also be used..." I quietly regarded, looking back towards the Akatsuki leader. "However me and Serenity have our own rooms, so I'm not sure how you want to go about that..."
"Each of you will be required to be near one of us at all times." The Akatsuki leader spoke, and my face instantly hardened, regaining much of the initial sass that had left from earlier events.
"Really? That ain't going to work ya know. Sleeping, yes, but work? I guess with Serenity that doesn't matter, but with me, unless you plan on doing shit around me – that ain't going to work." My tone caused silence in the room as Pein narrowed his eyes at me. I instantly regretted this. "Um... Sorry. I'm somewhat socially awkward..." I whispered, dropping my eyes.
"...As I said, one of us will be with the two of you at all times..." I nodded lightly, accepting this. There was no use fighting. "As for sleeping arrangements, we will stick to the usual. Partners will stick with their originals. They will share whatever room they are given, and two of you will have to watch over the girls."
"Fuck that bitch." Hidan raised a figure in my direction, and I couldn't help but feel offended.
"We refuse. We will already be dealing with one idiot. We wish not to deal with two." Zetsu lightly commented, staring out the living room window at the world outside.
That left Pein and Konan, Itachi and Kisame, and then Deidara and Sasori. Pein looked towards Konan lightly.
"There is much to be talked about still, so we will not be housing you girls in our room." With that, it was decided.
"We will take the red head. The two artists can take their mini me." Kisame commented, placing a hand on my shoulder, as if attempting to make sure he received the girl that he had 'chosen'. "Any objections, Itachi?" He asked his partner, and the Uchiha shook his head lightly."
"Fuck no, un! I am not being subjected to any of her antics!" Deidara nearly shouted, referring to Serenity who slept soundly a few walls away. Sasori nodded towards this.
"I am not being shoved into another costume ever again. If she even comes near me, I will turn her into a puppet." The red head spat, remembering what the girl had done to him earlier in the week.
"Doesn't matter." Kisame said again, making sure to pull me towards his person. Deidara stood in an attempt to walk over and take me, but the leader stopped everything before it could start.
"Enough." He looked towards the Shark man and the blonde, and they both quietly stopped what they were doing. "Kisame and Itachi get Alison, and you two get Serenity." Sasori let out a low 'tsk' as he looked away from the others, and Deidara threw himself back down, crossing his arms as he muttered insults under his breath.
I held my opinions to myself, pressing lips together as I looked towards the two who I would be sharing my room with. Kisame looked pleased for the most part, while Itachi... Looked like Itachi.
I don't think he gave two fucks, honestly.
"I'll have to go out an buy some cheap mattresses then for you guys... Looks like I'm going to be dipping into our savings..." I muttered, bringing a hand up to rest on my head. "I also need to pick up food... Buy you guys clothes... Man, I suck with finances."
"Kakuzu will help you on that end." The money miser whipped his head once money was being brought up. "He deals with the Akatsuki finances back where we are from." Pein continued, looking towards the stitched man, who nodded, speaking without words.
That is pretty much how everything went for the most part. All was relatively calm, considering the fact that my house was now filled with a bunch of loud and proud criminals, but that still didn't help the anxiety that bubbled quietly in my stomach.
Don't get me wrong, as a fan girl I was very happy and excited. However, as a person who hasn't lost all their marbles, I couldn't help the worry in my heart.
Glancing over at the clock that rest over the television, I took note at the very early time before I looked at the group who occupied our living room – watching the television as if there was nothing else to do. I looked towards the Akatsuki leader who was watching me with open eyes. "Good morning."
"We require clothing." He stated, and I nodded at that. Yes, they did need clothing.
The only one who was 'mostly' dress was Konan, and even then the clothes were slightly on the large side for her.
"Right..." I took note of the scantily clad criminals. "Well, we can order you guys some clothes online, since I doubt any of you are willing to leave the house as of right now." I brought a hand up to scratch me head. "However, I need to get food like, yesterday."
"Metro is open 24 hours, however their food is a little over priced." Serenity commented from behind. Her voice still sounded quiet, which was something I was rather not use to. "If you take your car, you should have no problem fitting in the food that we will need. I have been making a list."
"Right..." I dropping my hand from my head, I looked towards the criminals, reminded of our conversation earlier in the night. "Who would like to come with us?"
"We aren't exactly dressed to go out shopping." Sasori muttered from beside his blonde partner, arms still crossed over his bare chest. He sounded irritated, and his look spoke it too.
"I'll go." Konan spoke, standing from her spot beside their leader, looking towards the ginger Akatsuki member for conformation. He nodded lightly, allowing her to leave.
"Alrighty." I gave one last yawn before turning to walk towards my bedroom in order to get ready. I was in no mood to oppose, and frankly I wasn't awake enough to anyways. Before I did that however, I gave a look towards Serenity, who looked somewhat horrified that I was leaving. "Oh yeah, Serenity?"
"Hm?" She mumbled, practically twirling her thumbs. I brought a hand up to scratch my nose as I gave her a passing smile.
"Keep them entertained for a few hours." Before she could protest, I left for my room, leaving the poor girl with her mouth wide open.
"You better close that before someone puts something in there." I heard Kisame commented in the background, followed by a small shriek.
We just have to make the best out of this. Who knows? Maybe this might be a game changer!
A/N: Sorry that this took a bit to come out! We had the first half of this chapter finished, but after a couple of weeks and a party – happy to say that this chapter is finally finished :)
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