in for the kill
note1: hahahaha! Drabbles I write! And non-angsty ones at that! Hahahaha!
note2: Sakura has badass potential. A lot of it. So here she's grown up and become a badass.
note3: Sasuke is dead to me. Dead! Probs not though, that bitch.
arc one: dawning
chapter: collapse
She was surprised her captor hadn't collapsed after carrying her for so long without taking a break. Breaks were nice. Sakura liked breaks. They gave her a chance to escape. And the bastard hadn't taken any! (She was rather put out by this. She felt she deserved at least one chance to escape.) Yes, he was a shinobi, and an Akatsuki member at that, but even they were only human. Breaks were necessary, right? He had to be human, right?
"Are you a human being?"
Her captor choked a bit, then turned to face her. (His hat still hid his face, though. Secretive bitch.)
"Excuse me," he rumbled, "could you repeat that?"
"Are you a human being? Because the amount of stamina and chakra you have is insane. Demon level, actually. So I was wondering, are you human?"
It was an honest question. He had been carrying her for hours, judging by the sun's current position and his chakra was just... ridiculous. She felt it in her bones, a constant hum of pure power. It ebbed and flowed over her like the sea over a rocky shore, soothing yet at the same time beating her into submission. It wasn't a terrible feeling, actually. (Much, much better than the ninetails chakra. That much rage and hatred was almost caustic, seeming to sear the flesh of anyone who got too close.)
He chuckled, then slid his hat off his head.
"I dunno Pinky, you tell me," he grinned, flashing rows of razor sharp teeth, startlingly white against his blue-tinted flesh, "I look human to you?" There was something in the way he said it, or maybe it was his eyes, that said that this question was more important than his nonchalant attitude implied.
So she took him in, or at least what she could see of him. Blue flesh, razor sharp teeth, gills and eyes like a shark's. And she knew. She knew how people were. She knew how shallow and prejudiced they could be. She knew what he was expecting. So she said what she felt.
"Yeah," she smiled softly, "you look pretty human to me."
He looked surprised for a moment, then snorted and faced forwards again, pulling up his hat.
"I think I'm gonna like you Pinky"
"Thanks," she smirked," but don't think this doesn't mean I won't haul ass in the other direction as soon as you collapse."
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
note4: I love Kisame. He needs more love.
note5: So do I. Reviews? Please?