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"Once again, sorry.", the girl repeated, "Especially if it turns out to be a dud". She closed her eyes for some reason, and held her hand before. Itachi wondered what she was planning to do that she had to repeatedly apologize for this. Moreover, what was supposed to turn out as a dud?

A moment later the reason became clears as she dumped the warm water over him. A tingling sensation crept up his spine, before defusing into the rest of his body. It was neither pleasant or unpleasant, merely strange. With a small pop and a puff of smoke Itachi became human again.

The girl grabbed the blanket laying at her feet, and thrust the hands holding it out to him. About half a minute later, she cautiously opened her eyes. The relief was clear in her eyes. There was also a slight hint of panic in her eyes though.

It only fully hit him moments later. She had recognized me somehow. Recognized us. She had asked him to Tsukuyomi her, and the stoic Uchiha was pretty sure that technique was relatively unknown, especially to what practically amounted to a civilian. Nevertheless Itachi was cautious. She obviously knew more about the situation than him, and hadn't displayed any hostile intent.

The relief had been about him not being naked anymore. The panic was obviously caused by having multiple S-class Nukenin in her house.

No, this girl probably wouldn't pose a threat. Couldn't even.

The silence was somewhat awkward, eventually the girl broke the silence. "I'm going out for a bit", she said awkwardly, "I'm pretty sure the rest of your group wants to be turned back to, but aside from Angel over there, none of them would fit, or even want to fit into my clothes. There's a cheap clothing store at a five minutes civilian pace. I'm not going to make a run for it, but I can understand if you want to send someone with me. For the reason I just stated, I'd recommend Konan."

He adjusted his first impression of the girl. He had thought her ridiculously naive, she seemed to have some measure of foresight though.

Some of his thoughts must have, unbelievably enough, shown on his face. As she continued to explain,

"The identity of the kittens. I had a very clear hunch as to who you were, or at the very least were styled after. The traits weren't fake enough for the latter to be likely though. And it was pretty obviously a possibility I could have continued playing ignorant, leaving you be as you were, but I'd probably mess up at some point, showing I knew all along, and that'd be...", she winced, "... bad?"

That was very much an understatement. Itachi thought, somewhat amused by her choice of words, while maintaining his stoic face. It was very much accurate though. The consequences certainly wouldn't have been pretty to her. She'd have been lucky to die quickly, and it wasn't very likely, seeing how they would very much torture everything she knew about the situation out of her.

In that same rapid-fire tempo she continued, "So... Well... I figured that if I were to help you guys from the start, and make it abundantly clear I don't know how this happened, and be honest about how I knew about you and the possibility of this situation... Well... Either Hidan or Tobi might still kill me, and I'm not to sure if this is still God-complex Pein or not... and how that would affect this... Well... At the very least I'm less likely to be killed or tortured if I'm useful. I'd still like to go through the brunt of the explanation only once though... Hence why I need the clothing. If they're cats they can't ask relevant questions that might convince them otherwise. As men...", She blushed again, "Well, I'm enough of a prude to not be able to concentrate when there are naked people in the room."

An awkward silence fell again, "Very Well", Itachi stated, after having repeated those words in his head at a reasonable pace. "That is satisfactorily reasoning. We wouldn't want for you to be... distracted.", he grimaced slightly at the mental image. Go clothe Konan.

"On it", she squeaked, nodding fiercely, and practically flew down the hall.

Itachi felt a headache coming up.

Because really, as I've stated in the previous chapter, it was logical to think this either a prank or real. Seeing how she ruled the prank out... Well, unless this was a trollfic. But seeing as this is practically a SI... Name and family circumstances aside... It'd be like trolling myself, which wouldn't make any sense of all.

For that matter, why doesn't anyone ever really freak out? I mean, most or either 'OMFG AKATSUKI! Okay accepted...' or 'OMG! Mass Murderers! I will treat them like idiots nevertheless, and attempt to hide more than I led on from the professionally trained Assassins.' Like NO. Really. Normal people shouldn't be capable to keep their calm and a poke face in the face of that. Unless it's the silence [SHOCK] before the storm. That'd be either very, very stupid or very, very suicidal. I like to think I'm neither.