The blond guy doesn't reply, and goes to a hole in the wall – call it a door – to call someone.
That someone walks out the 'door', in the 'room'.
The teenager looks at him interested; since he seems a guy, but he's really female-like.
He's older than him, around 20.
His eyes are blue – but look blacker than the bitter man's ones.
His hair is – that's strange – like white – but shines – like a pearl does, yes.
Like soap bubbles do.
He's beautiful, yes – but yet so childish, something like he isn't totally a man.
He brings food – for two.
The teenager shouts "Yay!"
The guy puts a bowl of ramen in his hands and goes to sit down near the blond one, who asks:
"How's going?"
No answer, but the other smiles.
In the whole evening, he was going to say a single thing:
"I go".
In all that time, the teenager stays sitting on the ground and thinks.
He thinks about many things – you know, your farewell to the world.
And he also thinks that he can't accept the fact of disappearing, evanishing, that it is all ended.
The blond guy and the other, from time to time, go on with their argument.
Art here, art there, mine is art yours isn't, no mine is yours is shit, et cetera.
The teenager doesn't listen.
In some moment in the evening, the white-haired guy stands up and goes back to the 'room'.
The teenager hears three or four dull thumps, then silence. After half an hour the guy returns, looking completely relaxed – but in the same time, alert.
The fish-man asks the teenager:
"Hey, Jinchuuriki. Why so silent?"
"Mh. Nothing. How old are you?"
"Baby, you can't just ask people how old they are."
The teenager laughs:
"All right – what's your name?"
"…Huh, yes, you never met me. Kisame … Kisame."
"Naruto! Pleased to – ehr - ok"
The fish man says:
"Ha ha ha"
Actually, from his face, you can't really tell that he smiles. He goes on:
"You know his brother, so. I thought they were all dead"
"… He's going mad about it. He wants to kill him, totally. I'm really afraid he goes to that scoundrel – I want him to stay at home…safe. Quiet. … Free …"
"Isn't he free? You aren't"
"I'll die. I will be free from everything. He will still have his hatred – twice! He will hate him for having killed me!"
The fish man doesn't speak.
He looks astray, then turns back and tells him:
"You know, it's not for you. It's to take out the demon. You'll die, it's helpless. I am – huh – you're funny…"
"You're sorry? Then why do you do it? Do you obey someone?"
The fish man doesn't answer, again.
He stands up, walks to Naruto and sits down beside him, patting him on the head.
"You're a good guy. I'm sorry – I'm just sorry that one like you must die, little"
Naruto smiles.
"… Kisame … I'm sorry the same. You did something to get at this point, all right – but you have no way out of this shit now. You understand? Sasuke has. I don't want him to become a criminal – oh, no hard feelings…"
Kisame reflects for some moments and then states:
"It's wrong to be a criminal. It won't become right because I am".
Naruto stays silent, and sighs. Then:
"Do I sleep here?"
"Here where you are. We must watch you. I wonder, where this man is gone…"
"It's gone!"
- the bitter man, totally angry, walks in the room nearly shouting:
"It's gone, shit! He's dead. Now we've to wait for another!"
Passing by the teenager and Kisame, he adds:
"You still – give him K.O.! I don't want this Chihuahua to pall me again!"
The fish man, kind of smiling, fires back:
"You're upset, Itachi. I thought this wasn't even possible…"
The teenager, too, opens the mouth – the bitter man goes on:
"I'm angry, Kisame. I'm totally fucking angry. And you don't dare say a word! You don't need your skin to be useful!"
Naruto shuts up and stares at him paralyzed.
Itachi turns around and sits down, near the place he was before. Kisame asks him:
"Why that? Something's wrong?"
Itachi doesn't even answer, but he sighs and looks in the direction he came from.
The exit, to say. Kisame tells him:
"If you have to go, go, we don't need you for this thing…"
Itachi stands up again and walks away, disappearing in some vault in the cave.
Naruto says:
"What's up? I guess that's because of Sasuke… he's angry – "
"Angry. He's always angry. It's years I know him, and he's always been angry. The strange thing is that this time he SHOWS IT. You were even able to make him think of smiling…"
"I think I'm lying down. Do you mind?"
"No, never mind".
"You don't sleep?"
"I have to watch ov- to watch you".
The blond guy is playing with the white-haired one's hair.
The puppet-like one is gone away.
The white haired looks up, with no motion, like he was completely fed up – Naruto thinks he did notice it also before – when he walked out of the room, he was like – high.
Too relaxed, like he was drunk.
But he moves perfectly – he is perfectly aware of what happens around him.
But he still looks that much relaxed.
The blond guy pulls a strand of his hair and he suddenly laughs – laughs, helplessly.
He really seems high.
There is some kind of drug that does this?
He is completely dressed.
He wears tights covering all the body – like Kakashi does – but these are mimetic, military green colored.
His shoes too, aren't that civilian-looking; black leather boots, they seem waterproof.
The outsoles are studded with four metal plates per foot.
These shoes look violent.
But he doesn't, he's there laughing and, how could he actually be a soldier?
Ok he's a teenager, but Naruto knows enough about world things to picture the way this half-female would be handled, in an all-males army.
Then the white haired one stands up, looks the blond guy and says "I go".
The other waits a second and then follows him.