Chapter Eight
Tragedy Strikes the Akatsuki
Akatsuki had just gotten out of a meeting with Madara, his boss at the Akatsuki Headquarters, when his headache started to get even worse. He pulled out his favorite brand of smokes and a lighter, hoping to distract himself as he walked through the halls to the exit. Turning a corner, he met up with Kisame, a coworker of his.
"Hey, Aka!" Kisame slapped Akatsuki across the back making him cough up smoke. Akatsuki cringed at being called 'Aka', his least favorite nickname. "You up for some extreme Frisbee tomorrow?"
"Damn it, Kisame, I have a lot on my mind right now, and there's no place for you or extreme Frisbee." Akatsuki said coldly. He gave Kisame a dirty, angered look before throwing his cigarette on him and storming off. As soon as he excited the hall, his chest began to burn, not the love type of burn, but the painful type. Akatsuki coughed and coughed, but the pain didn't go away. Hanabusa, he thought, where are you? I need to know! I need to fix this! Those thoughts were the only thing keeping him going. He pushed his way through the parking lot and managed to grasp the car door. Just then, his phone began to ring. Quickly checking the caller ID, he saw that it was Hinata, his fiancée.
"He-Hello?" Akatsuki answered shakily, barely managing to say a word.
"It's me, Hinata. Are you alright?" she asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just getting into the car."
"Are you sure? You sound terrible."
"No, no, I'm fine. I'll…be back…in…" His voice trailed off as he collapsed to the ground.
"Akatsuki? Akatsuki, are you alright?! AKATSUKI!?" Hinata panicked and kept yelling into the receiver, but Akatsuki had blacked out…
Akatsuki!! NOO! call 911!! vampire down!
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