Dating the Devil
the fourth continuing where we left off (x) followed-through threats, kissing passionately, dinner for two/ten
this is a fanfiction from dreamsofdestiny to beluc who writes gorgeous indepth fics. please read SENESCENCE because it's just...awesome. really. no ownership of naruto, not-so-great writing, the usual run-of-the-mill boy-meets-blue-haired-girl story. reviews are cherished. and by "review," she means something more than "update soon."
(are you ready for this?)
It was Thursday. Like every other Thursday she, Blue, had ever encountered, there were classes to attend, notes to copy, and homework to turn in. Everything was alright on her way to first period, she never passed by anyone on the way there because everyone was too busy doing what they normally did at 7 am. The teacher continued to drone aimlessly as she continued to flawlessly copy her lecture word-for-word. In short, everything was normal until the period ended with the ringing of a bell.
And, once again, all hell broke loose.
"Who were you cheating on Kakuzu with?"
"Ohmigod, how did you get Pein to notice you? I mean, he is so hot!"
"I'm jealous!"
"What a total slut, I used to think you were nice."
So many questions and comments all swirling around Blue at once. Her eyebrow twitched at the last comment; didn't these people know what constituted a slut?
"I mean, sleeping with two--"
"Kakuzu-san and Pein-san are both are both very respected people who have reputations to uphold," she said this with an even, almost complacent tone that made all the useless buzzing of the gossipers stop. "I have absolutely no doubt that anyone who ever says I slept with either of them will suffer not only expellation, but no hope to living a satisfactory life."
"Oh, so now you're using your boyfriend to defend yourself?" a particularly obstinate (or just plain stupid) girl jeered.
"I have a class to get to, please get out of the way," hoping to end this quickly, Blue tried to get past the little crowd towards her next class. There were only two minutes left anyways.
"Hey, don't run away, chicken!" the girl persued, grabbing the getting-exponentially-annoyed Blue. She would have twitched if she had any control over her body, but instead, she plucked out the white rose in her hair, poising it over the offending hand.
"Let go now before I make you into a memory," this was her voice. Not the sweet tone that she used with teachers and parents, not the bland tone that she spoke with classmates, not even the crisp business-like tone that she spoke to with Pein. This was her real voice. Unyielding and unforgiving.
""What are you going to do to me, you whore?" the other girl was honestly begging for a death sentence, "Poke me to death with your stolen rose? Or maybe you got it from a customer..." There was fear in her voice, Blue could hear that, but the suggestive tone drowned that out.
"Tayuya, don't you think you should--"
"Too late," and in an instant, the rose was stabbed straight through the flute-player's hand.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!" The scream chorused throughout the wing, the surrounding crowd scattering like ants as the teachers would come flocking to the source of the explicit. Blue wished that she blacked out, or at least felt dizzy due to guilt. But all she could do was observe every little detail: the nurse hurridly dabbing at the seeping blood, the swarm of staff asking 'what happened? what happened?' and her fallen rose.
It was like a scene from Snow White: blood-red dappling the purest white.
The chaos around her made her want to laugh like hell, but she held it all in and held on to the prayer that she would get out of this unscathed.
Truly, it was a pitiful prayer, but there wasn't much else she could do.
(you've said your two cents, now it's my turn)
"So what were your reasons for stabbing Miss Tayuya in the hand?" the principle asked, rubbing her temples and wishing for some liquor. Blue resisted the urge to roll her eyes and concentrated on playing the part of the harrassed victim.
"I was trying to get to my class unscathed, but she continued to throw insults after me. I suppose I lost my temper..." she bit her tongue hard. That was the wrong thing to say.
"There is no 'suppose.' You lost your temper, the end of the story. Why did you feel like taking matters into your own hands instead of alerting a staff member?"
Blue hated interogations because of this very reason: the people wanted your answer for everything, even if it was as simple as: 'The crazy bitch wouldn't let me go,' they needed to know everything from the lips of the criminal. There was no way out of this dilemna. Oh why didn't she pick a lower-profile boyfriend? Oh, right, she didn't pick her boyfriend, he picked her for him. It was all his fault really...everything right now was all his fault...
"Miss Blue? Please answer the question." Tsunade-sama was beginning to feel the grip on her temper slipping, and she hoped she wouldn't be the second one today.
"Tayuya-san would not allow to bypass her."
"Why?"
Exasperation was definitely an emotion she was all-too-accustomed to. But it was normally due to classmates, not fifty-year-old women who certainly lived enough of a life to know a bully incident when she saw one. Too much explaining...
"She seemed as if there was something wrong with me dating."
"...So what you mean to say is that Miss Tayuya was bothering you because you were dating?" The amusement could not be hidden in her voice.
"More or less, she disagreed with whom I was dating," Perfect. Finally, the right answer had revealed itself.
"Ah-ha! So it was a catfight?"
"More or less..." Actually, quite a bit more, Blue wished to add, but she knew that getting off the hook was so close now.
"Alright, now that I know the problem, you'll have Saturday school for two weeks, the two of you, and you'll have to fill out this form," here, the principal whipped out a quick form filled with all the basic ID number, emergency phone numbers, full names, number of offenses, home address; the basic things. Completely used to filling out forms (and delighted that this was not on her permanant record), Blue filled out the form with ease.
"You do know that this will go down your permanant record...
Oh, dammit.
"...for you being an honorary member of the Akatsuki."
What the hell?
Blue's eyes widened as 'Tsunade-sama' dissappeared in a puff of smoke, replaced by her smirking boyfriend. 'Tayuya' came out from the nurse's ward, only to be the pope's son, Hidan, in disguise. He was letting out streams of foul language while nursing his injured hand. The trick dawned on her as the entire room fizzled for a second, and was replaced with a lounge of sorts instead of the principal's office.
"Genjutsu..." Blue said breathelessly, hand brushing the desk in order to feel it was truly there, "How long have you been planning this?"
"Only about two hours, un! We got called around six and were told to initiate a new member, yeah!" the blonde-haired 'nurse' said enthusiastically.
"Never would have thought it was a girl..." Kisame muttered, sitting down on one of the lounge's many recliners.
"So you're now an official member of the Akatsuki, Zetsu, please brief her in our activities and meetings." Pein motioned to a green-haired male in the corner, his face was shrouded due to the lack of light there. "Oh, and her job will be informing the outside world."
"Yes, Leader-sama," a pale, chalk-white hand extended from the darkness, beckoning her to come closer. Blue wished she had felt fear, instead of the rush of adrenaline she knew came with being accepted into the school's most elite clique.
"You have a job," his voice was crackly, but polite, in short, bearable. "Whenever Leader-sama concludes something is of enough importance for the rest of the school to know, you will be the one telling the world, along with Hidan."
"MAKE SURE TO TELL PEOPLE WHO WON'T MESS THE MESSAGE UP." A cold hiss said, the breathe chilly to feel. Blue was enticed; so there was someone from the Akatsuki with schizophenia? A multiple personality disorder was definitely a rarity.
"Our meetings are every Wednesday at 2 PM."
"YOU HAVE TO COME OR ELSE WE'LL KILL YOU." How touching; her fellow members (it's been so long since Blue used that phrase) were just as crazy as their Leader.
"Understood." And the figure in the dark nodded the mop of green hair (which was all she could see of him), phosphorescent eyes blinked as Blue collected her membership papers, her access card, and of course, the Genjutsu, a complimentary gift for all members. Walking out the door and shutting it with a gentle clack, she continued onto her next class, not at all upset that her membership into the Akatsuki had cost her to miss the entire second period.
"Well, what do you all think of our newest member?" Pein asked, settling into his leather (leader-approved) chair.
"You should take her on a date, I mean, chicks dig romantic shit like that," Obviously, Hidan just had to put his opinions in.
"Yeah, you should, un!" Oh joy, now Deidara was agreeing.
"If it means that you two will not be kissing passionately during meeting hours, then I agree with it as well."
The entire room went dead silent. Pein swore that nonexistant crickets were chirping.
It was incredibly out-of-character for Itachi to say anything without any prompting, much less something as...emotional as that. Of course, it had been deadpanned as usual, but still...
The fact that Itachi just said the phrase 'kissing passionately' was still sinking into their brains.
(it's not too late, never too late)
She was watering her flowers, but for once, it wasn't 3 PM sharp. In fact, it was only 2:30, and she wasn't qite sure why she was standing outside her dormitory, watering her flowers as if she didn't know the half an hour difference would most certainly push the shade of white back to a paper-white colour, instead of their usual snow-white hue. She sighed, wishing she could find it within her to actually care, but failed to do so. There was only so much she could do everyday, so much that she could take everyday, and she was close to her limit.
The last thing she needed was for him to appear.
Really, he hadn't been persuaded by the various (incredibly argumentative) people in his club, he honestly just wanted some time to get to know the girl who was not only his girlfriend, but the only female member in his club. Surely that was a valid reason to ask for her company for a couple minutes. Nothing intimate, nothing romantic, he simply wanted to test the ropes and get to know her strengths and weaknesses.
But life never works the way you want it to.
This time, he came from the Akatsuki lounge, meaning that she would see him as he was walking towards her room.
"Nice show," this time, she was the one to initiate the idle chatter which (surprisingly) he didn't find a bore, "Do you do that every time you have a new member?"
"Not the same show, but the basic concept. We need to know how you act in a situation you're unprepared for, so that I can make the final judgements."
"So it's a type of initiation?" He wished that she could at least continue looking at him, instead of looking up momentarily, and then returning her gaze to the roses that she was watering beforehand.
"Of sorts." And here, there was a heavy silence in which each was goading the other to speak first. To lose the battle of wills.
Blue relented.
"What is your reason?" Quick and to-the-point, as always; Pein remembered why she, of all people, was able to become his girlfriend.
"We should eat dinner together tonight."
"Alright, where do we meet?" There weren't any already-answered questions, no mushy-gushy crap. Simply the basics, the business, of a dinner for two.
"The Akatsuki lounge room, you know where it is, correct?"
"I have a card key."
"Then meet me there tonight at seven. Dress formally because the place Kakuzu has in mind is very high-class." He watched to see any sign of emotion when he said Kakuzu. Nothing. Good; the normal, love-obsessed girl would have sighed at the thought of a club dinner rather than a dinner with her boyfriend.
"What will we be discussing tonight?"
"You." And with that, he left, heading towards the boy's dormitories (to Blue's back) to ask Kakuzu if he had the dinner reservations set. Of course, he'd have to ask Hidan for a dress shirt and pants, but all in all, the day (and upcoming evening) looked to be going smoothly.
Blue was busy continuing to water her flowers, not at all aware that the pail was empty. Inside, she was stewing about her boyfriend's unreasonable demands and how she'd have to ask Sakura and Ino for dressing up advice, the last time she had formally dressed up being when she was the flower girl for some relative's wedding.
It's rather a shame that both their thoughts were jumbled when they glanced behind quickly, only to catch the other doing the same thing.