Yipee! My 6th chapter of this story is completed! Read, review and enjoy!
And thanks to CuteyJayAnimeLover1 for being my first review of this story and Cats & Canaries! :D
Chapter 6 Lacing the History
It seemed an hour before hot vapor seeped through the opened bathroom door, like a fog after a morning rain. Aaron came out with her original clothes back on, which had dried during her relaxing bubble bath; with one hand, she was drying her hair with a towel while the other hand was holding her jacket over shoulder. Steam pawed and caressed her bare arms and body, and the fragrance of soap and peaches penetrating the air.
"Ahh, much better," She sighed with a smile.
She looked out towards her bedroom window; her smile was gone and in place was a frown, "Still raining." She said half depressed half questioning herself.
She threw the wet towel into an unknown corner of the room before strolling into the hallway. "If I could, I'd stay in the bathtub all day. Sadly though, the water would have gotten cold and I can hardly afford my water bill now." She talked to the air.
Once entering the kitchen, she began scavenging for something to snack on. After 10 minutes of disappointment of opening empty cabinets and drawers, she had finally found a yellow apple in the refrigerator. "Eureka!" she gasped, snatching the apple and closing the door. Just as she was about to take a bite, something caught her eye on the calendar hanging on the refrigerator door.
It was April and the picture was of a grassy meadow filled with wildflowers, a total opposite of what was going on outside at the moment. The term of "April showers, bring May flowers" would not or ever happen in Amegakure. But that's not what caught her attention. No, it was the big Red marker circle crossing over other dates with big red letters inside saying "TOURNAMENT! 6 O'CLOCK!"
She groaned, tossing the apple onto the counter and running back to her room to get her shoes. "Of all the times I plan to fight someone important and I end up having other plans on the same day!" She chastised herself.
A glimpse of her alarm-clock on her nightstand said it was 5:40 p.m.; she might make it if she ran really really fast. She hastily grabbed her shoes from the bathroom floor, then ran back to butt fall onto her single bed. "Com'on, com'on!" She yelled at her shoe which seemed to refuse to encase the small foot. She fell back as she continued to struggle with the stubborn shoe; eventually it was on the foot but then, there was the other one.
As she fought with that one, she had clumsily began to roll around in her battle and fallen onto the floor. "GAH!" she said as she made impact with hard wood. Her efforts were successful as now both shoes were on and she was racing to the stairs leading to her shop.
She stopped short to grab her apple and her black guitar case lying against the wall of the doorway, "Gotcha!" slinging the case around her shoulder and the apple between her teeth.
She then proceeded to run down the stairs, stumbling occasionally in her flurry, jumping over the register counter, opening and slamming the door behind her, and running out into the rain…again.
~Deidara & Tobi~
A pair of legs furiously kicked the empty air while the rest of the body disappeared into a full, disgusting dumpster.
After 20 minutes of strangling the simpleton known as "Tobi," Deidara had chosen that the best punishment for him was to throw Tobi head first into the putrid trash. Either that, or to bash Tobi's head with a trash lid but it would have made to much noise and a scene.
"You can come out when you finally have a brain, un." Deidara said, leaning against a wall with his arms crossed and uninterestingly watching the "Red Edges" building. From behind him, the legs slumped sadly at hearing his words.
Now Deidara had nothing better to do but to strategize when they were going to capture their target. The target…Aaron Alchemist, age 21, 4'12 1/2", was originally from The Village Hidden in the Clouds, and had a kekkei genkai known as "Alchemy." She was, also, apparently the last member of her clan.
The Alchemists was once a strong clan said to be able to manipulate and bend metal at their will, creating all forms of destructive weapons. Their abilities were phenommenal, being able to take a simple kunia knife and transforming it into a massive blade of blood and wreche; some of the weapons were inconceivable, highly advanced beyond common artillery.
Their powers were also a great financial benefit, having many of the at war nations as high paying customers; and rumor has it, that they could forge money, possible gold or silver from ordinary metal.
Then there was the "Elixir of Life;" no one as, yet, to witness this technique and some intelligence believe its just a delusion of entertainment or intimidation.
Unfortunately, the clan was mysteriously wiped out. Some suspicion that the Raigake of Kumogakure (the nation the village Hidden in the Clouds originates) order the Alchemist clan to be annihilated to cease their ever-growing power. Others believed that their own kekkei genkai eliminated them, from illness of extensive use or to commit suicide or murder their own clan from insanity over power and blood. But what made Aaron able to survive?
This is what intriqued the Akatsuki. Her ungiue ability would benefit their plan greatly, from revolutionized artillery to profit. And if they could discover what this "Elixir of Life" was or why the sudden termination of the clan, it would make them even more unstoppable.
What intriqued Deidara, was that this kekkei genkai was not only extraordinary in battle but considerably artistic as well. He smirked at the pleasent thought of having a decent coversation with another artistic mind, unless her opinions differentiated from his own, such as Sasori's ideal of "Art is Eternal." Of course Deidara respected "his man's" artisitcal option but he was immensely proud of his own concept of "Art is an Explosion!"
Besides thinking of their target's idea of art, Deidara thought back to when he first saw her. She definitely fit the bill: short brown hair and eyes, incredibly short, and worked at Red Edges; and if that wasn't enough, the scrawny man from earlier had even said her name. But there were other characteristsics that Aaron possessed as well. Though her stature almost child-like, any man-anyone could clearly see she developed a figure in her teen years. Course it wasn't goddess noticeable, but it would make a person do a double-check when she passed by. She had style; she didn't dress like other shinobis and she didn't dress like a prostitute either. Quite casual, really.
In his younger years, Deidara would have been enthralled seeing a woman giving a glimpse of her "assets;" now, it seemed it was no longer a mystery of what a woman looks-like under her clothes...or if they were easy to get into bed with. What color her skin was...her every dip and curve...how the water in her hair made her like an enticing diamond you wish to hide away from the world and keep it to yourself. Unconsciously, the image of a wet, clothed Aaron in the rain appeared in his mind. Her posture utterely captiving sexy: her eyes smoky with desirer, inviting smile, a red tint across her nose and cheeks from the cold weather, arms behind her head, back arched, a slight hip-action...
A door slammed shut, causing Deidara to be roughly pulled back from his obscene thoughts. It was Aaron, with an apple in her mouth and a guitar case across her back; and she was heading towards east like a bat out of hell.
He sighed his aggravation at their target's inability to stay in one place for more than an hour. He would have liked to continue his fantasies awhile longer, even though he shouldn't be thinking them; technically, he didn't understand why Aaron's image came to mind in the first place.
"There's the probability you're over-working." his conscious suggested. "Or you find her attractive." his darker mind added.
Whatever it was, Deidara was going to go with "over-working."
"Come along, Tobi." he ordered before disappearing in a blur, not bothering to wait on his partner.
Tobi had successfully pulled his body out of the dumpster with a rotten banana peel resting upon his orange, masked crown. "Coming, Deidara-sempia!" then he, too, disappeared, leaving the banana peel momentarily in the air were he once stood.
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Info of Chapter:
When Deidara refers Sasori as "his man," it does NOT give any indication that Deidara and Sasori are lovers in this story. Deidara says "his man" or "my man" in the anime, where its more of a master and student bond, much like how Tobi says "Deidara-sempia" as a sign of respect to Deidara.
The chapter is named "Lacing the History" because the difficulty Aaron had putting on her shoes and when Deidara was outlining the Alchemist clan's history.
So here's a hint of the next chapter...there will be blood and money. So see you next time! (Gosh, I sounded like an announcer for a tv-show) LOL :D