Chappie 15! Itachi is going to die? Is Temari saved? Find out!
Warning might be OOC. The story is going to be in Shikamaru's P.O.V. might change to Temari once in awhile.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or any other characters! Only Masashi Kishimoto does, he's a genius. And I got some ideas from Vampire Knight by Matsuri Hino, she made it up not me. ShikaTema, KibaHina, NaruSaku, InoCho, and a few others.
Chapter 15: Is this really happening?
He didn't know what to do. So taking advantage of this moment I hit him in the gut and grabbed Temari. Handing her to one of my friends. I threw Itachi and he landed at the foot of the bed. I picked him up and shoved him into the wall. Shadows wrapped around his neck, slowly suffocating him.
"Itachi, you die here!"
His body went limp against the wall and slowly slid down to the floor and he fell face first into the plush carpet. I couldn't believe what had happened. One minute I was powerless, weak. The next I'm throwing Itachi around like a rag doll. How did that happen? Where did that power come from?
"Shika..? Is that really you?" I heard a hopeful whisper a few feet behind me. I turned around and there she was. The only girl I cared about in my whole lifetime, more than my dead fiancee. I stood there frozen to the spot, soaking in the moment.
Then she ran towards me and collided into my chest.
I have never felt so happy, so warm, so loved, so cared for than in that moment. I never was going to let her go again. I wasn't going to have her leave (which I doubt I could handle).
I never believed the quote "Love conquers all" until the realization dawned on me. Love did conquer this. We were able to go months apart, survive Itachi and Kisame, the heartbreak, the loneliness, the pain...everything. I didn't register my new found wet t-shirt until I heard her sniffling.
"Hey. What's wrong Mari? Your crying..." I spoke soothly. I ran my thumb across her cheek, taking away her tears. Her smile was a lot prettier.
"I'm just...so happy. You have no idea how I missed you. How much it hurt to have you not there beside me. How horrible it was that he was kissing me and it wasn't you. I'm just glad I have you back now. I love you so much..."
I smiled softly at her. "I love you too."
Then we kissed. It was like having a drink of water after walking for years in a desert without so much as a drop of water. It was heaven. I understood that even if you don't die, everyone has their own heaven. Whether it is someone you love and they love you back or just having a serene afternoon in the sunshine.
I'm not alone anymore.
"It is an immortal potion, very dangerous for a mortal..." His words echoed in my head.
"When did he make you drink that potion? It should have been a blue-pink color." If she was past the deadline, then she would live. If she wasn't then we had to wait. Waiting meant worrying because with this potion there was no cure. You either were strong enough to survive or weak enough that you didn't see another sunrise.
"I want to say about 20 hours. He said we would have to wait a day at least, but wait a total of 48 hours to be totally sure. Or at least that is what the book said.."
I nodded. Wait...Kisame. Where was-
"Yeah, we took care of fishy over there." Naruto stated proudly and then hugged Temari. Each of my friends gave her a hug as I looked at the dead Kisame. There was a vampire bullet in his head, and from the looks of it, the guys beat him up a little before killing him. I glanced at where Itachi's slumped form was. I couldn't believe he was dead. I killed him. He was foolish, he underestimated me. Serves him right. I have to figure out how I did that though. I just remember focusing on him and then bam! I was attacking him.
I grabbed Temari by the waist and told her we should get her to her brother's. They were afterall worried sick about her. They were the only true family she had left in this world. She nodded along with me.
"Where do you think your going?" I turned around to see two guys.
The one that spoke to us, looked...insanely weird. He was obesity, fatter than Chouji. His face looked like he was over 70 years old. The hair on his head was in 5 strands (that stuck up in the air). There was a mask type thing on his face, but it could be a beard covering his nose down. His eyes were piercing right through me. They were so beady and had such anger in them. They were the kind of eyes that watch you from a painting in a creepy house, like in Scooby Doo. He was wearing the traditional Akatsuki cloak. Pitch black, with blood-red clouds assorted all over, not having a certain order.
The second had like a yellow-blonde color of hair. His hair was up in a ponytail with a little strand covering one of his eyes. He was also wearing the same dark coak as the creepy guy. His eyes were a bright blue, except he only had one eye. The other one looked to be like a mechanical eye, I wonder what it did, whatever it was Temari held on to me even tighter. What was so bad about this guy? He didn't seem as bad as Itachi...
"Yeah. Where are you going with her? Can't have her gone now can we Sasori?" The blond one spoke out.
I don't like him already.
Author's Notes:
Hey. I am so sorry this chapter is shorter than the others. I just don't have the energy and I know you guys want a chapter up soon and not wait a month or two. I think I did good on describing Sasori, his puppet that he hides in though. I'm planning something hugeeeeeeee in this, I just hope you guys all like it!
Thanks for reading and please review~