Stretching his arms above his head Kisame let out a yawn. Opening his eyes he looked around the fogged up, sex scented room taking in just how cheap the motel room was. With its dirty grey walls and the moulding carpet, you would not believe that Kisame was living in such squalor until he returned from his mission with Deidara. Deidara had a much nicer room a couple doors down but Kisame had insisted he only wanted to pay 11ryos for the night; it was at times like these that Kisame wished he could have eaten his words and paid a little extra.
Sitting up Kisame only now realised he wasn't the only one in the room, a woman was nestled into his side, her dirty brown hair fell over her face and the pillow she slept on was smeared with make-up. Screwing his face up in disgust Kisame pulled away from the woman and slipped out of the bed, locating his pack Kisame pulled out a clean pair of briefs and pulled them on, trying to be as quiet as possible as to not wake up the sleeping woman, but as to no such luck.
"Leaving are you?" She questioned her voice thick and raspy in the early morning. Kisame turned around and took in the woman's profile. She was sitting up now leaving her well-endowed breasts and face exposed, the woman squirmed and reached up to drag a hand through her tangled hair, becoming self-conscious under Kisame's penetrating gaze.
"Yes, early start I suppose." Kisame replied before picking up the creased up trousers having been flung to the floor the previous evening.
"Well, I should get going as well, I have an interview to prepare for," She stated with a small smirk gracing her lips. Leaving the bed, she made her way over to where Kisame stood buttoning up his akatsuki cloak, and bent over in front of him trying to gauge a reaction out of Kisame. None came. The woman huffed and stood up again panties dangling in her hand as she looked at the shark man, assessing him with her beady black eyes. "I'm Marika by the way."
"Good to know," Kisame said sarcastically, the disinterest showing on his face. Just as Kisame picked up Samahada and slung the sword over his shoulder, the door sounded then, a harsh knocking sound filling the dingy room. Picking up his pack Kisame turned towards the door and then stopped and looked over his shoulder. "Well, I guess this is goodbye, Marika."
"I guess this is it then."
Facing forward Kisame left the room and was greeted by an unhappy looking Deidara. Deidara's hair hung loosely over his face and his clothing seemed rumpled and creased. "Ok, Deidara?" Kisame asked, concern lines appearing by the sides of his mouth.
"Fine, un. It's just that leader-sama has requested our arrival immediately." Deidara explained, frustration deepening his voice.
"Is that so? Did he explain why?" Kisame asked, annoyance creeping into his voice.
"No, he just said our presence was needed for a group meeting, un."
"Well fuck. It will take us at least five hours to get there, not including breaks," Kisame glowered, fucking perfect, I feel like shit and now it looks like I won't even get breakfast. "We should leave now then, Deidara. Don't want to be on Pein's shit-list for the week."
Deidara nodded his head slowly, the turned and walked towards the exit of the building. Not even attempting to catch up with Deidara, Kisame loped behind and wondered if they would get the chance to kill anyone on the way home. I hope so.
Two hours later and Kisame still found himself smelling like cheap liquor and sex, the smell bothered him and he did not understand why. Ok, he did but that passion-filled day had been over a month ago and he knew that the pink-haired kunoichi and he would never meet again, and if they did, it would probably be in battle. Shaking his head, Kisame fought to get the hazy memories from his mind, but they would not go.
Sighing, Kisame looked over at Deidara. Deidara was leaning against a tree his hands resting behind his head in a careless gesture but Kisame knew from experience that Deidara was anything but carless. His mind was calculating and although acting otherwise he was a genius who craved to destruct and destroy. Even Kisame who known as a bloodthirsty killer always found himself a little on edge with the man. It hurt his pride to admit it but in long-range fighting Deidara would definitely win against him, unless Kisame was close to water then he might just have an even chance.
"Are you ready to go, un."
Kisame grunted, he had been ready for the last half hour. The bastard was doing those mind games again to make him believe he was the weak one! Mumbling under his breath Kisame started in the way they had been going before, Deidara trailing behind.
Letting the silence wash over him, Kisame's thought returned to the topic of the pink-haired Kunoichi, the thoughts played havoc in his mind and Kisame became frustrated at himself for not being able to control himself. Oh, Kami. Remember the way she- and how she- Kisame was suddenly pulled from his thoughts. Not slowing down his pace, Kisame looked back and made eye contact with Deidara. Both men nodded and carried on walking like normal, the unknown chakra signatures were heading towards them from the left at a rapid speed and Kisame stiffened his posture in wait. Samahada starting to hum in anticipation on his back, building the already growing excitement stirring deep within Kisame. Kisame breathed in the slight tangy scent of dried blood coming from one of the chakra signatures. Kisame smiled, a roguish smile that showed just a hint of his pointy, shark-like teeth, just enough to intimidate even a high-levelled ninja. Breathing in again Kisame could sense that there were only two ninja's one a male and the other a female. Kisame took a deep breath and estimated that they were only in their early twenties, possibly two lovers gone rogue. Even better.
The two unknown chakras were only a few minutes away and they had stopped, obviously sensing himself and Deidara. Kisame knew that his charkra was immense and that paired with Deidara's it would only seem invincible and a little off putting for young, naïve opponents.
Suddenly a kunai whizzed past Kisame's ear and buried itself deep into a tree stump behind. Cracking his knuckles, Kisame let out a low, rumbling laugh that seemed to echo around the forest. Four more kunai were aimed at Kisame but, he leapt out the way, dodging and diving until he undercover. Unleashing Samahada, Kisame with the use of the sword could sense that the ninja's had gotten closer. The shark-like man looked over at Deidara who was already sculpting a bird out of clay, and then turned back. Before the ninja'got any closer, Kisame formed a Tiger seal.
"Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu!"
Using the water around him, Kisame was able to create two water clones of himself. Kisame then ordered both clones to go after one ninja each. With his consent the clones went on the attack, running in different directions into the forest, dirt trails left behind in their wake.