I'm sure you already noticed but I changed my penname, just wanted to let you guys know. If anybody has any questions about the story, write them with your review and I'll answer them in the next chapter update! I started a new manga called Psyren, its got an amazing storyline you guys should check it out! Remember that Italics mean dreams.
"It was nice meeting you, Kumiko." Yamato siad, waving good-bye.
"I hope I'll see you again!" Sakura smiled.
"Me too!" Kumiko grinned, "Buh-bye everyone."
Kumiko started down the hallway.
"You should come and visit Konoha sometime!" Naruto called after her.
"I will!" Kumiko turned around and called back.
She walked backards while speaking and tripped, but stood quickly saying she was fine. Kumiko sleepily made her way back to her room. She noisily opened the door yawning, "Dei-chan, 'm back!"
No reply.
"Dei-chan?" Kumiko made her way into the room.
There Deidara lay, sprawled across the floor; he breathed heavily through his nose. Deidara's hair was still up in a ponytail and his Akatsuki robe was still on.
Could he have been waiting… for me? Kumiko asked herself.
Kumiko quickly shook the thought away and prepared herself for bed. When Kumiko stepped back into the room she realized that Deidara had left no room for her on the futon. So Kumiko tucked herself into the only spot she could fit; between Deidara's arm and his body there was a small nook. Resting her head on his shoulder Kumiko fell asleep with a smile on her face.
A few minutes later Deidara slowly opened one eye and smiled. He snuggled closer to Kumiko and closed the eye once more.
"When is Dada getting home, Mother?" asked little Kumiko, absentmindedly.
"Dada," Miharu sneered, "Will get home when he gets home."
Kumiko's mother began admiring herself in the mirror; fixing her hair and make-up.
"But when is that?" Kumiko pouted.
"You're such a damn brat, go play in the woods or something."
"I don't want to, I want to color a picture." Kumiko crossed her arms.
"It wasn't a suggestion, Kumiko, it was an order," Miharu raised her voice, "Now, go play in the woods or else."
"I don't want to!" Kumiko stood her ground.
Miharu grabbed one of Kumiko's pigtails and forcibly dragged her outside. She threw her off the porch and slammed the door. Kumiko rubbed her head, but she didn't cry; Kumiko was too used to pain to cry. Slowly, she made her way to the woods at the back of the yard. Once Kumiko had made it to the line between the woods and her yard, she glanced back at the house. Through the paper door she could make out the figures of Miharu and a man.
Kumiko's face brightened. Dada must be home! she thought, running back to the house.
Halfway through the yard, the man spoke. The voice was not Kumiko's father's.
Miharu and the mystery man moved closer, into an embrace. Kumiko ran into the woods, fearing that her mother would notice her at any given moment. Soon, Kumiko found herself at the river again, the same river where she found the cat.
Maybe that man will be here again... she thought.
Kumiko skipped over to the tree where she had found the cat; her expression went from wonder to disgust. the cat's body still lay there, rotting and infested with insects.
"It's the circle of life." someone said.
Turning, Kumiko found the man in the orange mask.
"What do you mean?" asked Kumiko.
The man made his way over to her and knelt down so he could match her height. "Things are born , they live, they die and then they become food for other things."
"Oh, okay." Kumiko replied, "Hey, mister, what's your name?"
"Name?" the man scratched his scalp, "Well, you can call me Madara."
"Ma-da-ra! Okay, well you can call me Kumiko!" the small girl smiled.
"It's nice to meet you Kumiko."
"Hey, Mr. Madara? Are you a ninja?" she asked with a quizzical expression.
"Why, yes, yes I am, Kumiko." Madara answered.
"Could- could you teach me?"
"Of course," he ruffled Kumiko's hair, "But you'd have to keep it a secret, okay?"
"O-kay!" Kumiko nodded excitedly.
Madara, Kumiko thought upon waking, so it wasn't Tobi after all.
Kumiko opened her eyes fully.
"D-d-d-dei-chan!" she screamed, slapping the sleeping Deidara.
"Ow!" he moaned rubbing his cheek.
"You-you-you pervert!" she squealed, cringing away.
"Hey, but, um, y-you looked cold, so I, um..." he stuttered, blushing.
Kumiko stomped off into the bathroom, not even bothering to her his excuse. Once inside Kumiko collapsed by the door, her face a rosy pink.
"St-stupid Dei-chan. I-I don't have time for boys." she muttered angrily.
There you go, chapter seven! I've drawn some photos of Kumiko that I will be using as my profile pics soon, hopefully you'll get a better idea of what Kumiko looks like in my mind. Even if my image is different from yours though, you can still imagine her looking however you wish.
