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Not a minute after she stepped into their room, a sharp pain in her stomach made her wince and move towards the bed. Yuuko gasped when suddenly it was accompanied by a soft pounding in her head. She groaned in annoyance before quickly sliding under the covers and pulling them up to her chin, curling up on the bed and willed the pain to fade.
"Are you alright?"
Her eyes snapped open and she tensed, before cursing herself and relaxing once more. For a moment there, she had forgotten that she wasn't alone in the room. Yuuko sighed and let her eyes close, "Yeah, fine. Just a stomachache... and a headache... and there will probably be some dizzy spells and nosebleeds. Other than that, I feel perfect." She guessed, Jugo understood the meaning behind her gruff, sarcastic, annoyed tone and shut up. Yuuko felt the bed dip behind her and looked over her shoulder to see the ninja laying still, eyes wide open and his bored stare directed at the ceiling.
The kunoichi felt her pain ease a bit and sighed, shifting around to copy the other's position, their shoulders touching.
"So, does this merry band have a name? Or are you called Sasuke and his pets, or some other name that glorifies Sasuke... and only Sasuke."
He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, "Hebi."
Yuuko blinked dumbly, "That's all? Hebi? Isn't that a bit... um..."
"I like it. It's simple."
She bit her lip to stop smiling and patted the other's arm softly, "Good for you, big guy." Silence was his response and she sighed, moving on her side so she was more comfortable, when staring at Jugo.
"So, what is the purpose of this group... No, let me guess!" Yuuko pretended to think real hard, "Um, is it becoming the next Orochimaru? ...No, Sasuke hated the guy. How about destroying Konoha? ...Naw, I don't think he has the guts for that... Then, killing Itachi? But... that seems a bit pointless, when looking at the bigger picture."
"To kill Itachi."
She blinked dumbly, "Duh, I knew that. I was just joking around." A blank stare was her response and she rolled her eyes, "Well, sorry. I've been hanging around Deidara too much... his crappy sense of humor has rubbed off on me."
"...Deidara?" Jugo sounded confused and curious.
Yuuko sat up and shouted, "Finally! Some kind of emotion!" She sighed in relief and slumped back on her side, "I was beginning to think you were a machine or something. Do you ever smile? No? Not even a fake one?"
"..."
"I give up. Let's sleep."
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In the darkness of the night...
"Will you move over! And stop pulling at the blanket, you're not getting it! God, do you have to be so big? Agh! You're squishing me, DON'T ROLL OVER!"
"..."
"Oh dear God. Are you snoring!?"
Yuuko would have happily slept on that lumpy couch... or even with Karin. She frowned, as the other settled down and started breathing deeply, but silently. Okay, maybe not with Karin.
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Her dead, mutilated body lay on the ground. She gasped at her friend's state and rushed over, kneeling next to her and grabbing the other's shoulders.
"Ketricken! KETRICKEN, NO!"
"She wasn't strong enough."
She met her father's eyes, identical to her own and shook her head as tears fell on her lap. "No," she sobbed, "I'm the weak one."
A cold hand brushed her cheek and she whimpered at the fatherly act, before her chin was grabbed and she screamed and struggled, but found her hands tied. Yuuko blinked, and she was in the operation room again. Kabuto was speaking to her, trying to get her to focus, but it was just like before. It was as if she was deaf, everything on mute. The medic was frowning and shouting her name, she could read it from his lips. Yuuko tried to answer, but closed her eyes as bile rose to her throat and then she leaned over and threw up all over Kabuto.
Only to find her sickness gone as her eyes opened and saw the face of her long lost friend.
"Ketricken!" She flung herself at her friend, grabbing at the body that breathed. "You're alive!"
She was pushed back and met with a sceptical stare, "Of course I am. Is this some kind of a nutty reaction to what I just told you?"
"What you told me?"
"Yes... about the chakrafluids... the effect it will have on us? What I heard from Kabuto? Anything ring a bell?"
Yuuko frowned. What was going on, it was as if she was flipping through memories... except when Orochimaru had spoken to her. Was this a dream? But it feels so real.
"Uh... yeah. Sorry about that."
Ketricken stood up and went to take a water bottle out of the bag in the corner, before throwing it at Yuuko who caught it in reflex. "You feeling okay? You seem... sick."
"Sick?" She sighed as the cool water entered her mouth.
"Yeah, like you're going to throw up any minute now. And I think, there's vomit in your hair."
"What?"
Yuuko's hand went limp and the open bottle hit the floor, as she noticed the stinky substance in her black strands. She looked up in horror, only to find herself in her room at the Akatsuki compound.
"You really don't know anything."
Itachi.
"You will be my greatest creation."
Orochimaru.
"The things they said, I'd rather kill myself than go through with it."
Ketricken.
"You're just a thing to him."
Kabuto.
"Do you understand now?"
"You are a disappointment."
"They spoke of pain, something I do not look forward to."
"You're worthless."
She wanted to get away from this. She wanted Ketricken back. She wanted to have a life.
"We can't have a normal life, not like this, knowing what is going to happen, having to wait for it."
"Sasuke deserves to know!"
"I hereby give my will to Uchiha Itachi, agreeing to his commands and the time limit, for my actions. I pledge to be faithful to my master and to listen to him and no one else."
"Train Sasuke."
"Is that why you killed your parents?"
"I want him to stop me."
"We're going to die."
"Help him kill me."
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A/N: I don't have enough inspiration for this story anymore. I don't like the SasukeOC pairing anymore. I don't want to write this fic anymore.
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But I'm a lover, not an abandoner, so I wont abandon this or any other story I start. I will finish, just don't expect long/frequent updates.
I'm doing the best, I can.
TT