A/N: This note will be a rather long one. The next chapter, which is the 10th one, WILL be the LAST chapter of God's Will and this story will finally be completed. It was fun writing this story and I'd like to give BIG thanks to everyone who followed this story and reviewed it.

After this story, I'll be leaving the Naruto fandom for a short while and be writing a Harry Potter fanfic instead. After finishing the Harry Potter fic, I'll be coming back to Naruto. I already have an idea of what my next Naruto fanfic. It'll ultimately be a KakashixOC, but the Akatsuki will be sprinkled here and there. I usually post updates of what I'm working on on my profile page so check that out if ya want.

Again, thank you everyone who's stuck with the story so far and please review!


Previously…

Deidara frowns. "You know the mission comes first. Besides, I'm sure we can last a day or two without her, un."

"What about her!"

"She's with Konoha ninja, plus she's a sweet and innocent girl, isn't she? I'm pretty sure they won't do anything bad to her; God, I didn't know you cared about her so much, Hidan, un," he replied with a knowing smirk.

Chapter 9

I don't know who I am anymore. I'm so confused. I should be happy to go back to Ametsuchi shouldn't I? Shouldn't I be happy to go back to the way things were, serving Kiro-san, serving the citizens of Maho, serving Kami-sama? I don't understand why I have this feeling, this feeling….of not wanting to go back, of wanting to stay here with the members of a criminal organization. It's like a part of me has awaken…a part of me I don't know….a part of me I'm unfamiliar with. It has been two days since I was taken away from them, Deidara, Tobi and Hidan. Hatake-san said that tomorrow we'll be in Konoha and Kiro-san will be waiting and that everything will be all right.

Hatake-san was rather surprised of my reaction, when I saw Hidan two days ago. He asked me if I felt a connection with Hidan, or any of the members in the Akatsuki, but I didn't answer him. I couldn't answer him. I was afraid to tell him my answer. I was afraid to hear my own answer. I knew better. I knew I shouldn't feel a connection with the Akatsuki….but still….

After interrogating me a bit, like asking where an Akatsuki base was (which I honestly didn't know) or for more information about the members I was with ( I simply pretended not to know much about them, to be honest), Hatake-san and other members of his team seemed to be sound asleep in their sleeping bags. But I lied in mine wide awake, wondering how it has come to this. How it has come to me wanting to be with criminals, when I should be wanting to go back to Ametsuchi. Kami-sama, do you frown upon my wishes? I sit up unable to fall asleep.

"Oi," I hear a whisper. I look up to see one of Kakashi's students looking down at me from where he stood. "You're not thinking about running away are you?"I slowly shake my head "no", knowing that I'd probably be in some trouble if I didn't. "Good, because you can't go back to the Akatsuki. They're dangerous criminals. You know that right?"

I nod. "Then why in the world were you trying to get away from Kakashi-sensei earlier?" I shrug, looking down to avoid eye contact with him. "Is it that bad in Ametsuchi?"

Finally I speak. "No, that's not it. It's just…I don't like it there. Every day is the same; nothing changes." I look up at him; his bright blue eyes reflected by the light of the moon. "Since the Akatsuki took me away…something has begun to grow inside me. A realization or something…I don't know." I bury my face in my hands. "I'm so confused. It's like I don't know myself anymore."

I felt a hand rub my back, in attempt to soothe me. I looked up to see the boy kneeling beside me. "Don't worry about it. When we get back to Konoha, everything will be okay, believe it." I was a little shocked by his kindness, but found myself nodding in response. "Good, now sleep."

I nod and lay back down in my sleeping bag. My mind gave way and I entered the door to my dreams.

"The ninja reached out with his hand in a desperate attempt to save the girl, but his fingers were just out of reach and she fell to her death. The ninja began to glow, his anger and rage over taking him, giving him more energy. He turned and glared at the man responsible for his lover's death. His eyes were full of the desire for revenge; desire to see the man suffer what his lover has suffered. The ninja took in a breath, and then went forward to attack the man." The 14 year old boy with white blond hair closed the book and the 10 year old girl frowned. "Onii-sama! Why can't you finish the story!"

"I've read 5 chapters! Besides, it's late now anyways. You should sleep; we have to go the festival tomorrow you know."

"I don't want to go the festival! They're never fun! All we get to do is sit in a chair and watch everyone else have fun! I wish that a ninja would come here and take me away! Then I would be free to explore the world."

The boy leaned back a bit and looked up at the ceiling. "That'd be nice," he said dreamily. "I swear, one day I'm going to get out of here. Just you watch."

"That's not fair! I want to go to!"

"You know Otou-sama will never allow it. You're Kami-sama's 'chosen', aren't you?"

"I don't want to be! I want to go see what's outside of Ametsuchi too!"

"That's enough," the boy said sternly. "You know Oto-sama doesn't like it when you talk like that. You'll get in trouble for it."

"But you talk like that all the time, even sometimes in front of Oto-sama!"

"Yeah well…I'm not exactly 'blessed by Kami-sama', am I?" He said bitterly. The girl noticed his bitterness and hugged him. "I love you Onii-sama."

He smirks at this and pats her on the head. "I know." The boy gets off the bed and the girl climbs under the covers. Looking up at her brother, she asks, "Ne, Onii-sama can Oto-sama really talk to Kami-sama?"

His smirk disappears and is replaced by a stony façade. "I don't think so, but you should believe whatever what you want to believe."

"What do you believe, Onii-sama?"

He's quiet for a moment, as though wondering if it was safe to express his thoughts to his younger sister. "I believe in Kami-sama, but I don't believe all the things our Oto-sama says about him. You know? Like when Oto-sama tells you to clean up your room and you throw a fit, he always says something like 'If you don't clean up this room, Kami-sama will smite you' or something ridiculous like that. How does he know what Kami-sama would do or what Kami-sama thinks?" He looks at his sister to see if she understands; she nods her head and he continues. "Also I don't think it's up to Oto-sama or Kami-sama to choose our futures. I think you should be able to pick the future for yourself; the future you desire."

The young girl blinks up at her brother. "Hmmm…I don't think I really understand."

He gives her a sad look along with a weak smile. "You will some day." He kisses her on the forehead. "Goodnight Tenshii."

"Oi, get up. We're going to leave in a few minutes," said a feminine voice. I open my eyes to see the pink haired girl. I climb out of my sleeping bag and roll it up, then hand it to her. "You get a good night sleep?" she asked me and I automatically nod my head. "Good. Kakashi-sensei says that we'll reach Konoha by this afternoon so hang in there okay?"

I nod and the two of us walked to her teammates and Hatake-san. "Everyone ready to go?" We all nod and start walking down the path. It was a lovely day, but I didn't pay too much attention to that. My mind was full with thought, wondering about the dream I dreamt last night. The young brother and sister were very familiar, but I know I've never met two people like them before. Yet, I feel as though I've known them my whole life. I tried to think of my own childhood, but my mind came up blank. I don't remember my parents, any siblings, or where I came from. The first memory I have is meeting Tenshii-sama and Kiro-san for the first time, when I was 18, but I'm still 18, aren't I? My body hasn't changed or aged, at least it doesn't look like it has. I felt a frown form on my face as I tried to remember, when I met Tenshii-sama and Kiro-san, but I couldn't remember. Was it a year ago? 5 years ago? 10 years ago? More?

That's when I realized that I knew nothing of my past, my background, my childhood. Kami-sama, please tell me, who am I?


I couldn't fucking believe it. Itachi wasn't here. Of all the times he had to be gone, he just had to be gone when Aiko was taken away.

"Glaring at the wall isn't going to change anything you know."

"Damn it Kakuzu. Can't you just shut the fuck up! I'm not in the mood right now."

"You're the one who's yelling. Quiet down, you're giving me a headache," Kakuzu said, sipping a cup of coffee.

"I'm not going to! The fucking leader….Aiko could be on her way back to that blasted country of hers, while we're sitting here eating breakfast."

"Leader-sama has notified Itachi and Kisame. They've changed their course Konoha; they'll get her out of Konoha and someone will then take her back her, so will you just shut up?"

"Kakuzu! You and I are going to meet Itachi and Kisame after they get her out of Konoha!"

"Don't go deciding things for yourself."

"You realize what will fucking happen if she goes back! She might end up choosing her damned country and religion over us!" I shout, not really sure why I was angry.

"Don't you mean choosing her damned country and religion over you? You've grown soft and attached to her…" He said, smirking slightly.

"Like hell I have! It's just that…."

"Then why the hell are you so angry for no reason. It's not that big a deal; it's not like she was taken by Orochimaru. We didn't really need her anyway; we just had a better advantage with her on our side." I didn't say anything to the fucking bastard. I have not grown soft for her. "Besides, isn't it just better for her to stay away from this kind of life anyway? She wasn't really suited for it or you for that matter," He added, glancing up at me. "While you sit there with that ugly look on your face, why don't you think about it?" He got up to leave; his words didn't lift the scowl on my face. Before he left the kitchen he turned to look at me, "Oh and we aren't going to rendezvous with Itachi and Kisame when they get Aiko outta there; that's final."

Kakuzu left and I slammed a fist on the table. Why the hell did I even want Aiko to come back anyway? What the hell was so special about her? Her eyes? Her hair? Her body? The way she said my name? The way she used to cook me breakfast every morning? No…that's not it. Sure those things added to how special she was…but they weren't it, the reason why she was so special.

No…it was the way she looks at me. Whenever she looked at me, from the time we first met and onwards, it felt her gaze penetrated my surface and examined my soul. I hate her gaze; I didn't want her to judge me. Surely she should know the type of person I am, the dumb bitch. She'd tell me how she didn't approve my actions, the way I spoke, or how many times I sacrificed to Jashin a week, but she'd still stay by me. She'd still deal with all the crap I gave her. She'd still care for me, just like everyone else in this damned organization

I sat there, pretty much ready to pull my fucking hair out. She shouldn't come back. That bitch better not come back. It'd be better if she didn't that way I can go back to the way things were before she came to the Akatsuki. What was life even like before she came here? I felt my face screw up trying to remember, drinking sake, killing people, screwing whores, day in day out. That's the life I want, not one where I worry about a silly little bitch. Dear Jashin, she better not come back.