What has happened: Sasori finally figures out that it was Jashin, marked by, who has sent him to this man eating world and has figured out that his brainwashing/spy network technique has a painful draw back that he didn't know was going to happen. The mark will be explained at a later date~ Unexpected drawbacks bwahahaha
So I had a DBA to write this past week about globalization after the crusades and the Mongolian empire, and I hadn't realized just how writing intensive three of my courses were this semester. So I have very little time writing for pleasure. My apologies for being late but hey school is first after all.
Here are some explanations and the last review mentioned Kisame so… Here is Jashin and Kisame. Enjoy~
Interlude- Jashin
There was something in the air that made a man's skin prickle in anticipation and this feeling was something that one loyal follower of Jashin got every time he prayed. The grin was sharp on the man's face, just as sharp as the triple bladed scythe on his back that could slice through walls with little effort. Magenta eyes lit with glee as the feeling grew stronger in his body before he closed his eyes and surrendered to the darkness that pulled at his mind, body and soul.
Eyes fluttered open to see bright white, sounds started off dull before they came to normal levels and finally, after what felt like eternity, muscles were able to move. A small giggle off to the side drew the man's attention to the owner of the giggle and a gasp escaped his lips. There sitting like he owned the world, was a man with long silver hair and eyes like fire. The darkness hugged his body like leather and crawled up his bare chest in tendrils, which moved with every breath the man took and solidified around his forearms and lower regions. From his ears, there were skulls hanging from chains and looped up to the top of his ear, a skull bracelet adorned his wrist, and on his covered fingers laid a skull ring on his left hand. Magenta eyes trailed back over to the man's chest and gazed upon the several items that dangled but focused more on the familiar symbol.
Jashin-sama
"Jashin-sama!" He gasped in reverence and the man quickly got up to only get back on his knees to bow. The god nearly chuckled at the display.
"Hidan, you are the last of your siblings to wake. Lets join the others shall we?" Jashin said, a grin lighting up his face as he waved a hand to summon a large black gate that creaked open in protest.
"Oh shush Gatekeeper. It is just business after all balance and equivalency has to be kept~" Jashin scolded in a sing song like voice before motioning for the wide eyed follower to go through the door.
Hidan swore that he heard the gate grumble in annoyance before it closed, encasing their bodies in darkness, but soon after the darkness cleared and Hidan was impressed (and a bit shocked) to see a redwood style office area. It was not quite what he was expecting. The giggle that slipped through the god's lips clearly showed that Hidan's thoughts had shown on his face.
"Don't be so shocked, I like to have visitors you know! It relaxes some to see that I am not as scary as many worlds have made me out to be." Jashin spoke and walked him to another set of doors.
"Holy fuck." Hidan whispered and opened the doors to see his fellow dimension hoppers. "They aren't my fucking siblings!"
Kisame looked scandalized at the thought.
Itachi had merely narrowed his eyes but remained unaffected.
Sasori looked like he normally did, unsympathetic and indifferent to anyone's plight.
Konan looked like she was about to strangle someone.
"Sit Hidan! I have news for all of you~" Jashin walked over to the sprawl out on the couch facing everyone and Hidan sat next to Kisame, who gave a small fist pump in greeting.
"So my travelers~ I am Death aka Jashin," A cackle erupted from Hidan and a series of groans came from the rest. "I have many people in my employ, Kisame you will meet several in London, but you are all marked by me."
Death paused and shifted, looking at the five young beings in his presence.
"I have chosen you five more several reasons. I allowed Nagato to resurrect his members with their natural and healthy bodies because several of you weren't supposed to die at those times, but that time stream was already in play and must be finished out. Your deaths, or to be death, changed certain destinies for the better, but I still wanted you." Jashin explained and gave a true and frightening smile.
Konan was the first to speak.
"I haven't died yet so why do you want us?" She asked and clicked her tongue in annoyed frustration. The others shared her frustration besides the eager Jashinist.
Jashin gain an even more terrifying smile that made each member shiver and reminded that they were at the mercy of a god, that they were his playthings.
"This is a place we are in is a combination of the past, present, and future. We are all here right now because each one of you have something to do in some other dimension~ This is going on in your head after all! But first…" Jashin started and then pointed to Konan.
"The woman who managed to best the corrupted and your intelligence and ability is very impressive. If you ask me I thought you should have been in charge. You would have gone far you know. There is something about a woman being in charge you know~" Jashin daydreamed a bit before he turned to the redhead.
"The man who managed to best me for a while and managed to live with just a heart for years, which is not possible you know so it was impressive to do with just your own intelligence and ability. You didn't even give anything in exchange to a god! I know many who would envy you and try to gain access to you for your secrets. Do keep them close." Jashin winked and moved onto the stoic raven.
"The man who was born with the power his family so craved for years but had no desire for it. You held off my touch merely out of willpower for years, even refusing real help from your comrades, all for your little brothers future. Not only are you powerful and intelligent but selfless as well, my hats off to you!"
"The man who was given a tremendous amount of chakra and didn't care about what people thought of you. I was impressed by your loyalty to your friends, and even supported the original goal of the Akatsuki. You are one of my top favorites throughout the dimensions." Jashin then focused his gaze on his loyal follower.
"Then there is my priest. I have very few priests walking through the worlds, but only one that was willing to lose everything just so they could continue to worship me. I granted you immortality in exchange for your souls obedience, and you were satisfied with that. Happy even! I am very happy with you~" He purred and lead back to view all five of his play things.
"I picked you five, out of the ten that were originally chosen, because each of you are now my personal ambassadors, not that that you'll know it during your time away. When you are all here in person I have further plans for you, but the experience you have gained from your time in your worlds will help you in the future. I can't just tell you my plans either so don't ask~ four of you will gain my mark, cosmetic of course, and after that they will disappear when my gifts develop. Hidan already has my personal blessings."
Jashin stood up and spread his fingers in front of him, his audience spellbound. "You won't remember this when you wake, but go, I will be watching~ " With a snap of the gods fingers, the five disappeared back to their bodies. Jashin sat back down and cackled. The ring, necklace, bracelet and earrings faded off him and Jashin leaned back to enjoy more of the shows that his toys created for him. He had more of a foothold now.
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Interlude: Kisame
It was dark when Kisame starting waking up and one of the first things that he noticed was the smell. Rotting fish turned his stomach (It reminded him too much of a fate he wasn't ready for yet) and the smell of sea calmed his mind. He knew he was in a different place by those two indicators but what really did it was the complete lack of chakra that was around him. His Uchiha brat, they had been friends for a long time so Kisame categorized the young adult as his, was supposed to be right next to him in their camp, but alas not anymore.
Kisame opened his eyes and noticed the brick buildings and more importantly the large ships docked beside him. The shark like man stared at the metal of the ship and even at his 6'3 height, he felt remarkably short. He whistled in appreciation before getting up off the road and wandering around. He had no clue as to where he was, but the soft burning on his wrist alerted him to a bracelet that held his fabled sword, Samehade, to its new shape. There was a soft purr of appreciation from the sword before it settled down and took on its usual steady flow of consumption.
The third thing that Kisame noticed was that he couldn't reach half his chakra. It was there, but not accessible. He blinked and then frowned in annoyance. Not many things truly bothered the large man, but his chakra pool was something he was very proud of, so since he couldn't use half of it, it was a blow to his ego. The soft purr of Samehada at least let him know that the sword could access it to eat, so he relaxed and let it roll off his back.
There were a few lights on that Kisame saw and he started walking over to it to observe what was going on and when he walked up he realized that many people would probably be quite scared of him. He quickly applied a henge and his skin color went to a pale crème color and the blue crawled up into his eyes, giving them a deep sea blue. He chuckled at his blue hair and blue eyes. He would never rid himself of the blue color even Samehade was blue! Kisame took off his cloak and put it into a storage scroll to go to a more basic look. No need to gain more attention than necessary.
A man came out of a nearby role and stopped Kisame.
"You look a bit lost, yeah?" His tone light hearted.
"Yeah… You see I was in an accident and I can't seem to remember anything." Kisame said, one hand rubbed the back of his neck in a bashful and embarrassed manner. The guy gave him a sympathetic look.
"Well… This will sound pretty forward but" The man began and paused before continuing. "I am looking for someone to work the graveyard shift, and frankly you seem like you could carry some heavy shit. I might be going out on a limb here but shit man, I really need a worker."
Kisame felt a bit shell shocked, he had been here maybe thirty minutes and he already had someone offering work.
He gave a sharp grin as something came together for him. The man had glasses, orange hair with black undercut, funny colored eyes, and was wearing a suit. No way was this little man dock worker.
"Whatever subterfuge you are trying it is failing so who are you?" Kisame asked, his body remained friendly, but his smile got a bit more shark like.
"I am Ronald Knox, and my boss sent me to grab you and told me to get you situated here once you woke. Quite the boss man you know, you must be a favorite." The man said cheerily.
Kisame felt a bit floored. Who the hell was this boss man?
"That was a clever excuse you know, but if you hadn't had said something I probably would have given it away. Then I would have been real screwed! Boss man is pretty chill but man can he get nasty when he is giving out punishments." Knox said flippantly.
Kisame's eyebrows came together in growing confusion. Obviously there was a powerful being that could misplace him. He decided right there that he didn't want to know. He knew he was intelligent but he preferred to give the people like Itachi, Konan, and Sasori the job that required all the information and facts before moving forward.
"That's fine. Where am I though and what job am I doing?" He asked, straight to the point.
"Oh! You are in London, England, which is located on Earth. Unlike our world which actually has several dimensions because of divergences of timelines, the Elemental Nations are pretty small compared to the other dimensions. Tiny actually! Anyway~ Just dock maintenance and stuff until your true task comes along. I am the only one other than boss man who knows where you come from, so no worries!" Knox said and pulled out a document out of his pocket.
He handed it over and Kisame opened it. The document was his citizenship and some other fake work experience.
'Huh… bodyguard.' He thought before tucking it in his pocket and stared at the man, a smile forming back on his face and the man (boy?) shifted uncomfortably at the predatory gaze.
"What next Knox?" Kisame asked and the man gave a salute and a smile.
"Follow me! Boss man said you'd be able to follow easily, but we are going into the city. We got you a place." Knox said and then jumped onto the building with Kisame following him.
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It was a few weeks later after Kisame settled into his strange little apartment and started working by the docks (after meeting with the gang once in some warped version of mental transportation) that he started to get bored. He was a killer, and genuinely enjoyed killing, but he had no one to kill for. Plus he needed a little extra money for new shirts and pants. He was a shark man but he didn't want to smell like fish all day long. Could you blame the man?
He also indulged himself in oils, not that he would let anyone into his secret stash of flowery scents, or even admit it.
Kisame also had a few cats in his apartment that he fed with fish he gained every night. One was black named Itachi, one was a tabby that was named Kakuzu (which a pissy demeanor to match), and one was an orange that he named Pain. That one was very cuddly, and Kisame did not (would never admit) enjoy it (find it hilarious).
Luckily that strange man (boy?) had given him some help.
When the strange duo arrived at a small shop they entered and went upstairs. Knox smiled, his green eyes lighting up in joy when he looked out the window.
"Oh! Kisame-san look~ You get to live near the Undertaker! That makes things so much easier!" He exclaimed and turned to give Kisame a soft smile. "You'll be fine, if you need help or information, just go to the coroner and ask, but be prepared to give a joke in payment!"
Kisame laughed, then laughed harder until he couldn't stop. Knox started to look a bit worried.
"Oh man," Kisame wiped a tear away from his eye. "If Kakuzu ever heard that he would probably have multiple heart attacks!" He exclaimed and then let out another snort of amusement.
"Oh… well anyway you start tomorrow at 8pm. Enjoy London Kisame-san!"
Kisame hummed to himself before he put on something mildly appropriate to go outside in, 'was it always cold?' and wandered across the street to enter the coroner's shop. He nodded in approval of the decor and walked further in before he heard anything.
"Oh~ you must be the one Knox told me about!" Came a muffled voice. Soon after a black clad figure burst out of a coffin and zoomed its way in front of Kisame. "So~ Do you want to buy a coffin~? It might take some measurements but I am sure I can make one up in a jiffy!" The man crooned.
Kisame coughed and pushed the silver haired man back just a bit. "I assume you are the Undertaker?"
The grin on the man's face grew wider and he bowed low. "I am the Undertaker!~" He crossed his arms and held them and did a little wiggle in excitement. "Information or a coffin for you, all you have to do is tell me a good joke!"
Kisame felt wide eyed at the joke comment. Was that a joke? Who in their right mind trades information for jokes? Perhaps the man wasn't in their right mind or was he sick?
For a few minutes he went through all the jokes he knew, even going over the crazy bombers jokes that he would occasionally tell, but finally he landed on one of his own. He motioned for the crazy undertaker to come closer and he whispered a joke into the man's ear.
It was quiet for a few minutes before the man burst out laughing for an even longer time than Kisame expected and fell to the ground in order to try and breathe. Drool ran down his chin when he stood back up and calmed down enough to chuckle.
"Priceless Kisame-san~ I'll have to remember that one for another day." He chuckled and waved a finger in the taller man's face. "Anyway Kisame-san I don't have anything for you but you might find something back closer into the center of London in the next few days. I will send for you if I have something!" He twirled and waved, clearly dismissing the larger, abet confused, man.
Kisame left and decided to follow the crazy mans advice to wander further into London.
It took him another month to finally find something extremely interesting. A teenager, maybe young adult, in a black suit wasn't that odd but he had scales and carried around several snakes. Now Kisame didn't have anything against snakes, but he was a bit weary of this new snake holder. Most owners were creepy as hell and gave snakes a bad name; however he would hold off judgment until he got a good view of the boy.
The silver haired boy was timid to the eye and when he was distracted enough Kisame made his move. He stumbled over a 'rock' and bumped into the boy. Startled and frightened gold eyes locked onto his blue eyes and then he quickly started to apologize profusely.
"I am so sorry, says Wordsworth." He said and fascinatingly enough changed voices as he spoke again. "We were not looking where we were going, says Emily."
"No problem man, but why are you talking in third person?" Kisame asked though his voice betrayed that he was curious.
The boy gained a pretty blush before he answered.
"Wordsworth and Emily are my snakes. They have a voice too, says Snake." He answered and looked around before shuffling his feet. He opened his mouth to speak again but was interrupted by a strict, young, voice.
"Snake it's time to go. Who are you talking to?" He asked with a strict tone, but not entirely unkind. Snake went to answer but Kisame shamelessly interrupted to speak first.
"Ah, I apologize for monopolizing his time, I was curious about his snakes after I bumped into him." Kisame answered, a bit bashful with a hand rubbing the back of his neck. It was a disarming move that seemed to make the young man's eye pass over him quicker.
'What a young kid to be a little Lord. Where were his parents?' He thought before warped chakra behind the child gained his attention. Kisame scrutinized the man in black and was reminded of an Uchiha (Holy shit would he find one in every dimension?) with his black hair, slight cocky smirk (he was very good at reading the slight muscle twitches in faces thanks to said Uchiha and Akasuna) and dark red eyes. Kisame's eyes brightened with amusement and a sense of knowing which made a smile grew on his face which was fiercely predatory in nature as he stared at the man.
"You know, you remind me of a buddy of mine. You both give off this predatory feel." He said and then gave the young boy his attention, but not before noticing the thinning of the man's' lips. He certainly hit a mark there.
"I am Kisame Hoshigaki. It was a pleasure to meet you little Lord. You should let your servant know that he should be proud of being different. He could be a giant blue shark man!" He said and turned to leave. "After all, people's opinions don't matter when you can just kill them for their stupidity. See you around little Lord." With those parting words he left with a wave, purposefully being disrespectful and disappeared into the crowd.
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"So I take it you figured out just who sent us here…er… to these places?" Kisame asked his fellow dimension hoppers after he set down the (fake) tea cup they all had around as they sat around a table provided by Itachi.
Sasori's groan and following head to table action was answer enough for the other four and given Hidan's smug satisfaction, the answer wasn't so pleasant to hear. As intelligent as Hidan was no one actually enjoyed telling him that he was right.
"Hidan, god forbid I ever repeat these words, was right in his belief of the existence of 'Jashin'. I was enlightened by one of my corps members that Jashins symbol showed up briefly on the back of my neck soon after I retrieved a teammate from the stomach of a man eating humanoid known as a Titan. Thankfully it disappeared soon after and it was at the base of my skull rather than the kill mark on the Titans." He ground out. Hidans cackle was cut short as the redhead threw several kunai into his throat to silence him momentarily.
Konan glanced over at the choking albino with disapproval but focused her attention back onto the other three.
"So we will continue on and see why we were sent. Hopefully this Jashin character-"
"He's fucking Death. Show some fucking respect." Hidan chimed in after he regained the ability to speak. "If Jashin-sama is involved that means we are playthings. We have been personally chosen by Death to carry out his will. How fucking amazing is that?"
Silence followed the question before each one responded in kind.
"I am super fucking thrilled."
"I could take it or leave it."
"…"
"Eh, as long as he throws a killer party I don't mind."
"You guys should be fucking honored. Anyway I got things to kill and some books to read, later fuckers." Hidan waved before disappearing into the darkness.
Konan shook her head in amusement before she too said her goodbyes and disappeared back to her body. Sasori gave Itachi and Kisame an exasperated look before he gave a small wave and disappeared as well.
Kisame looked at Itachi and grinned. He clapped the raven on the back as he chuckled. "You think Pain would be pissed if I told him I have a cuddly cat named after him?"
A/N: Once again I do thoroughly apologize for my lateness. It is the middle of the semester which brings lots of stuff. Please enjoy~ I will have a continuation of the last chapter soonish. Don't forget to review and favorite.