Stupidity at its Best (A Naruto Story) Ch 13

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"Again," I groan quietly and put my head on the cool stainless steel table in the infirmary. Itachi raises an eyebrow at me and I sit up.

"Sorry Itachi-san," I mumble quietly and turn to Deidara and Tobi. "I'm really sorry Tobi, but Deidara, can you break his arm again?" He nods with a small grin and puts his hand out to Tobi's arm. He whimpers quietly but my reassuring smile helps the pain.

I guess I owe you an explanation. It's been over two months since I had my meeting with Leader-sama. I've been training almost nonstop since then and I'm still tired. From the moment I wake up to the moment I drag my sorry behind to bed, I'm training or doing chores. I've been on a few simple missions already. I'm learning healing jutsu fast but not fast enough. My training needs to be finished soon so I can get out and make myself useful.

I haven't changed much mentally but physically a little. I'm still curvy but I lost a few pounds. My hair got a little longer, now it brushes my shoulders if I tilt my head to one side. The red streak is still there, just faded (finally!). My glasses are still in place, much to Pein-sama's protest. I've got Nariko's old hitai-ate on my forehead, just like she did. It took a little while to get used to but now I feel naked without it. It's not scored, though. Not yet. After I get my big mission finished, I'll be able to score it. He doesn't want me rousing suspicion. If my cover's blown the mission will be a failure and I'll most likely be killed.

I like living.

The one thing that's stayed the same, through out everything, is that I'm still as stupid as ever. I'm clueless but that just means I won't have to act as much, which is really good because acting is one of the many things I can't do well. The list keeps getting longer and longer as my training continues.

Tobi crying out wakes me up from my thoughts. He whimpers quietly again as Deidara takes his hands away from his arm and I wince, knowing he was going through this for me.

"I'm sorry," I say again as he cautiously puts his broken arm on the table. I gently reach out and send my chakra into his arm, mentally mapping out where needed to be healed.

"Faster," comes the weasel's voice in my ear. I wince a little at his tone but do as he says. "Faster. If this was a battle, you'd both probably be dead by now," I resist the urge to flip him off and grit my teeth.

"I'm trying, Itachi-san," I say through my anger. It isn't long before his arm is fully healed.

"Again," He says and I open my mouth to protest but Hidan comes to the rescue.

"F**k off Tobi," He says shoving his arm aside and laying down on the table, blood still pouring from his rituals. "Pein says you're training and I'm supposed to be the test dummy," Deidara mumbles something that sounds oddly like "got the dummy part right, yeah," under his breath. Hidan glares and flips him off.

I sigh a little and put a hand over my eyes, a headache creeping into my brain.

"How bad is it this time?" I ask as he takes off what's left of his shirt.

"Just stomach and heart this time," He says as I start healing him.

"You're going easy on me, aren't you?" I ask dryly.

"I do it because I f**king love you," He teases exaggeratedly purses his lips and Itachi swats his roaming hand. "You guys never let me have any d**n fun,"

"Done," I say after almost half an hour. "Oh Kami," Feeling the affects of the healing sinking in, I look tiredly over to Itachi.

"Go get some sleep," He says looking slightly annoyed. "We're going to need you…rested,"

"Mmm," I respond stumbling back to my room. My room looks like everyone else's. Small, slightly cramped, bed pushed to one wall, dresser across from it, closet at the foot of the bed, about a foot of room, and a door leading to the also small bathroom. No windows, of course. That would be asking for an attack on us while we sleep. I look at myself in the mirror and sigh a little.

My outfit is much like any other kunochi's. A black shirt that has sleeves that come down to my elbows with the design of light blue petals being blown across it is my top. If you squint, you can see that they form a cloud. Spandex-y shorts and a grey medic pack-skirt-thing serve as my pants. A kunai holster is on my right thigh with a weapons' pouch on my left hip. You already know about my hitai-ate and my glasses, of course.

I fall asleep easily but wake up after only a couple hours. Pulling my glasses off the table, I shove them onto my eyes and narrowing my eyes in order to get a better view of the digital clock on my dresser. It blazes two-fifteen in bright red numbers. I sigh a little and get up. I straighten out my shirt and skirt, seeing as I slept in it and it looked wrinkled.

Yawning a little, I glance in the mirror as I pass, going to the piano room. He wanted to see me. He always wakes me up in the middle of the night if he wants to see me.

"Sorry I'm late," I say putting my fingers on the keys as the red head appears beside me, almost out of thin air. "It was a little harder to wake up tonight, I'm exhausted,"

"You know I don't like to be kept waiting," He says quietly, turning his head to look at me. His eyes glint a little in the light and I smile.

"Sorry," I say gently pressing the keys down. A low chuckle works its way from his throat as I play.

"Sadness and Sorrow again, Kumori?" He asks easily slipping in and playing an octave higher.

"Yeah," I nod. "I really like it,"

"You've played it every night this week," I nod again. There are a few rules he has for me. I stumbled upon the piano room a few days after my training started. There was a storm and I was scared. I found this room looking for someone else. I also found him.

Flashback

I run down the halls, my feet hitting the ground almost thunderously. I'm panting. I pass one of the bay windows just as lightning flashes in front of it. Thunder follows after and tears prick my eyes as I keep running. Mentally cursing myself for my weakness, I run faster.

A few more minutes pass and I run. Lightning flashes again, showing a room just a few yards in front of me. A small smile finds its way onto my lips for a split second. I finally get inside and look around. It's a fairly large room with a cherry oak baby grand piano and bench in the middle.

Memories of forced piano lessons as a child fill my mind and I shake them away. I sit down at the bench and play a few notes, pleased to find it's tuned.

"It's been a long time, so don't be mad if my playing sucks," I say to no one in particular and start to play. I finish some piece I had to memorize for a recital and smile at how much I remembered…less than half.

"Very good," A voice says behind me and I whip around. A young red haired man, who looks much like that guy Gaara, is standing in the doorway. "I didn't know there was another girl here besides Konan-san,"

"I'm Mitsukai Kumori," I say as he starts walking toward me. "I'm working under Tobi to learn healing ninjutsu," He nods slowly and is soon at the bench. He motions for me to move and I scoot over a foot so he can sit. He does and puts his fingers on the keys, easily playing Cannon in D.

"Akatsuna no Sasori," He says as his fingers glide across the keys. I feel my eyes getting round at how gracefully he plays.

"Sasori-san," I say softly after he finishes. "Could you teach me how to play something like that? Please?" He looks over at me and I stick out my bottom lip, my eyes going puppy dog-ish. A small sigh escapes his lips and his shoulders slump as he puts his hands on his legs.

"I will teach you under a few conditions," He says turning to look at me.

"YAY!" I say throwing my hands up.

"Please don't shout,"

"Sorry,"

"You will not ask about my personal life, you won't shout, we'll meet at night I'll wake you when your lessons are, and you won't be late,"

"Yes sir," I say with a huge grin. "Thank you so much Sasori-san!"

Flashback End

"Very good," He says when I finished and I smile.

"Thank you Sasori-san,"

"Who are you talking to, Kumori?" Kisame asks stepping into the room. I flinch and turn around.

"Sasori-san, Kisame-san," I say and the red head stands up.

"Kumori, Sasori's-" He starts to say but his eyes get huge when he sees him.

"Long time, no see, Kisame," He says with a smirk. Kisame looks like a fish out of water, gaping and not blinking. I giggle nervously, especially when I see that he's just wearing a pair of pajama pants with little fish bowls, complete with goldfish, on them.

Oooooo he is soooo sexy! Look at that chest! My inner squeals pressing a tissue to her nose so she doesn't start bleeding everywhere.

Stop thinking like that! It's Kisame-san…

Sexy, sexy~!

"I-It really has been, Sasori-san," He says taking a huge gulp of air. "What have you been doing with Kumori?"

"She found me, for one, Kisame. I've been teaching her how to play piano. She's quite good, as you've heard." Sasori says with another smirk. I shiver at his icy tone and Kisame's eyes go from huge to narrow.

"Have you told her?"

"Told me what?" They ignore me.

"Why would I do that?"

"Because she needs to know,"

"I notice you haven't sounded the alarm,"

"They wouldn't believe me if I told them I saw you,"

"Why?" I ask, hating being left in the dark.

"Just like you didn't believe Deidara," The taller man sets his jaw and slips an arm around my shoulders.

"C'mon, Kumori. You need to get back to bed. It's late," I pull away.

"Dammit Kisame-san I'm not five! What the hell is going on?!" Sasori chuckles.

"Go on Kisame, tell her," He says with a mocking tone.

"Kumori, I'll tell you on the way back to your room," Kisame says in an almost pleading tone.

"No," I say crossing my arms and stepping back behind Sasori. "Not until you tell me what's going on," The red head smirks and looks at me over his shoulder.

"Good girl," I smile confusedly under his praise. I look back at the two to see that they're glaring at each other.

"What's going on?" I ask again and Kisame sighs.

"Kumori-chan, Sasori's dead," I tense a little and look to my piano teacher.

"Sa-so-ri-san?" I ask slowly. He smiles a little, nodding.

"I am dead, that pink-haired brat killed me,"

"Are you a ghost?"

"I am,"

"Oh," I smile back. "Can we continue our lessons? You're a good teacher," He reaches out and ruffles my hair, which is kind of weird because he couldn't touch me so I just feel cold air running through my hair.

"If you're not afraid of me," I nod happily.

"Kay, night Sasori-san!" I say and go back to Kisame. He's gawking me.

"Y-You're not terrified of him? He's a ghost Kumori!"

"I know," I say with a small smile. "He's really nice though, once you befriend him,"

"You're a really strange girl," He says shaking his head. I beam up at him.

"Thanks," I say going to start some tea. When I get there, I'm surprised to find Tobi there.

"Kumori-chan!" He says happily, perking up when he sees me. "Why isn't Kumori-chan sleeping?"

"I was having a piano lesson," I shrug starting to boil some hot water.

"Oh," He says and bounces over, glomping me and peering over my shoulder. "Can Kumori-chan make Tobi some hot chocolate?"

"Of course," I say ruffling his hair with a smile.

"Yay!" He says and bounces around happily as I get it ready.

"Kumori," Zetsu says stepping into the room just as I pour the drink into a mug. "It's time,"