in for the kill
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arc one: dawning
chapter: indifference
"So... you been kidnapping innocent kunoichis long?"
Kisame looked up from his scroll and raised an eyebrow. This girl (woman, really. She stopped being a child long ago.) was strange. Most people don't just up and start conversations with their kidnappers, especially if the kidnapper was a member of Akatsuki.
"No, you get the honor of being my first abductee. Usually they just send me to kill off whoever is being a pain in the ass and stirring up problems." He gave her a smirk, seeming to say, 'you scared yet?'.
She returned it with her own brow raised and the faintest hint of a smile on her lips. She stopped being a little girl scared of taking lives long ago. As a shinobi, it was kill or be killed. There was no time to be the naive little girl who thought her people could do no wrong. They were killers, all of them. Even her best friends. She had seen things, done things, that could never be considered innocent or good. But that was life.
"Understandable. You plan on telling me what the illustrious Akatsuki needs me for? I'm quite curious." And she was. She was an excellent kunoichi and medic, but she tended to stay under the radar. Her bingo book entry had very little information, and her bounty wasn't really that high. Overall, anybody who didn't know her would think she was just your average shinobi. And that was how she liked it.
"For a sacrificial ceremony to further our quest for world domination, obviously." He was teasing her. That wasn't fair. He was supposed to be an enemy, a bloodthirsty killer who tried to take out her best friend. He was supposed to be anything but this damn likeable, that was for sure. The old proverb 'never judge a book by its cover' came to mind.
"Obviously. Wake me up when we need to go, okay? Or even better, just pick me up and let me sleep." She was tired, dammit. She hadn't slept in two days and it was catching up to her. She wiggled a bit, trying to find a comfy spot against her tree. The fire crackled softly and the stars twinkled above her head. It was a nice night, she decided, present company included, surprisingly enough.
"You always this indifferent about your impending doom and ultimate demise?" He chuckled. It was a nice sound, she thought. It made her want to smile along.
"Always."
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