I was heading home. It felt strange calling someplace my home... I liked it.

"Sakura Doll?" Hidan asked smirking from the corner.

I spun around and dropped the groceries. I didn't have a weapon but who said I needed one?

"Hidan." I said simply my face a shadow of how I am with Gaara. It was more like a reflection of who I had been just three weeks before.

"So the puppet's still alive huh?" He asked taking out his poket knife.

I ran up to his and was immediatly cut on my cheek but I kicked him in the gut forcing him to slam into the brick wall beside us.

"Doll!" He gasped out making me smash his hand where he still held his knife tightly.

I kept smashing till he gave up the knife. I picked it up and slit his cheek. He gasped expecting me to kill him with it.

I smirked and licked the blood.

"You're... still... -cough- a puppet.." He groaned.

"Maybe. but at least I'm not dead." I answered and slammed my foot into his throat. My heels did the trick and he was instantly dying of his drowned lungs.

I picked up the groceries and ignored the ghosts of my friends as they screamed in my head how I need to stop... to stop before I die.

I can't stop... its my idenity thanks to my master....