Hello there! Well, I managed to update up till this far, but I am going back to school so I might not be able to update more in a long time. Anyway, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I do, I would be rich by now.
Konan thought quickly of her destination. She need to find a place to head towards for now, and she could not think of even one. Unwarily, she found herself in front of Sasori's grave, the bouquet she made for him was ripped and torn everywhere. Her feet suddenly stopped. She felt the need to at least visit him before she went somewhere else.
"Sasori, I am leaving. To search for a better life and also…" she paused for a second before her fists tightened. "To avenge your death!" Konan never knew that she possessed the determination. All her life, she had been following Pein's shadow, his every single step, his orders. His dream was also her dream. Having a personal mission at last made her feel so much alive.
"Konan-san," however the feeling does not last long. Kisame's tall figure dropped beside her and spoke clearly. "Konan-san, please don't risk your life. It is a dangerous world out here for you to be alone. Please, come with me," Konan felt anger burnt in her chest. "How did you know I'm here?" she asked him harshly, opposite to her gentle tone.
"I figured out that you will not leave someone precious without saying goodbye, and so do I," his uncertain tone made her spun to face him completely. "Why do you have to meddle in my life, Kisame? Who gave you the right to do so?" she stared him down for along time. "Konan-san, whatever the decision you make, I will not force you. You are free to choose, I can just try to make you stay with me here so that I can protect you with my life,".
"I can protect my self well. I am a fully fledged shinobi though my loyalty does not lay with any of the hidden villages," she controlled her anger a it after hearing the sincerity behind his words. "The time will come when the flower will bloom and the butterflies roam free, Konan-san. And so do you. Please stay here, with us, with Sasori, with me. Your chance to shine will come some day," he moved to hold her hands in his larger ones.
"You don't understand, do you? I need to do this, now let me go so I can pay my last respect to Sasori and get the hell out of here!" he released her hands almost immediately. Konan glared him for a couple of seconds before she knelt down in front of the grave and put her hands together, closing her eyes.
'Sasori, wait and see. The time will come for your death to be avenged,' she thought before reopened her eyes and straightened up. Kisame was still in his old position, looking at her as she was folding another bouquet of flower for her fallen comrade. How he wished the flower to be made for him, by her. And how he wished at least once she will look at him the way she used to look at Sasori. A look of affection.
"So, you have said good bye to your precious person. Can I say good bye to mine?" he asked her quietly, almost nervous. "Go on then. It is not my business, any way," Konan replied without looking at him, her eyes still fixed on the tombstone. He suddenly but gently pulled her into his arms and planted a long kiss on her forehead. She was so shocked by the gesture, her cold blue eyes widened slightly.
"I thought I had made myself clear yesterday. I love you, Konan-san. That's why I care for you, because you are my precious person," he said with a smile on his face. Konan could find the words the say. She slowly took off her Akatsuki cloak and handed it to him. "Kisame, I'm so sorry but I can't stay here. I have my goals to achieve and barriers to pass. But one thing for sure, I'll be back,".
"I'll be waiting for you then," she almost felt guilty seeing his sincerity in every words. As if her hands moved on their own accord, she pulled the paper flower from her hair and placed it on his palm. "As long as this flower does not crumple, I will return," she had made an oath, in front of her precious person's grave to the one who is the man who thought her of his precious person.
He looked affectionately at the flower. Admiring its every petal, the way it was folded. Perfect in every way, just like the one who made it. Just like her, his precious person. By the time he looked up again she had vanished from sight, but he could still hear her promise through the trees. "I will return,".
Konan jumped through the trees, heading straight to Konoha. She had a new mission, a new purpose of life. She had made up her mind, she will not return as long as the people who killed Sasori still roam on God's green earth.
Konan heard about Sasori's grandmother's death from Zetsu, so that was one person out. Now, only another person left. Haruno Sakura, the apprentice of the Fifth Hokage, and teammate of Uzumaki Naruto, the container of the Kyuubi. 'This should be interesting,' her usually stoic features cracked into a sadistic smirk.
Konan had finally set out to reach her goal. Will she ever make it? Don't forget to review, and thank you for reading.
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