Not Far From the Parents
By: Silverwolf
Satori was no longer a toddler. Time had taken its toll on Kisame. He couldn't believe the child he called 'mush' had turned into such a woman. He had kept his promise to Itachi. He had kept Satori a complete secret. She had proven to be worse than the ANBU to deal with.
Of course they had more to deal with then just one ninja. Satori did not claim a nation. Though she adorned her bag with a pair of headbands. This made her enemies confused. At times Kisame saw her as Itachi. Others he saw her as Deidara.
At the moment Satori sits upon a boulder whistling. She was obiviously being cold and calculating at the moment. Kisame watches her analyze her enemy. "You're going to overuse those eyes." Satori scoffs at him, "I'm fine."
Satori then smirks a watches a bit closer. "I have two minutes. I'll return precisely then." Kisame shrugs. He had watches her butcher before. She could compensate for whatever happened. He learned she was wanted by the five largest villages just a bit of time ago. She had murdered the sixth Hokage. Even more confusing to then the blue eyed beauty claimed to be killing in the name of Itachi Uchiha.
Kisame watches as the girl steps back to her boulder. "Satori, you've killed the oldest Uchiha known and the sixth Hokage in the same week. Haven't those eyes been used enough?"
Satori snicker, "unlike all of them I know my limits." She smirks as the camp she killed at explodes. "Bang." Kisame shakes his head "you really do belong to both of them" Satori tilts her head and watches a silver haired male yawn. "Come on. Two to go." Kisame follows the pair. He had been granted what he wanted by Satori's father: Hidan combined with a canine. Satori was the child's only friend. And he was loyal to her. Kisame looks at Satori, "how old are you now?" Satori grins, "twenty-one, and a shinobi of no land." Kisame glances towards the sky.