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Konan looked up at the stars. She was sitting on the balcony, her back against the wall. A heavy sigh left her lips. "What will you guys would be doing right now?" she wondered out silently. Even though she was really mad with them, she couldn't help her self to hate them. After all, they are her only friends since she was just a young girl. If it wasn't for Pein, she would have died in the war in Amegakure.

Konan went back to her plans. 'How can I enter Konoha? If I were to use that shinobi, it is going to be easy. But how am I going to gain his trust?' such thoughts lingered in her mind. "Miwako-san," she turned her head slightly to the left. His masked face stuck out through the half-opened door. "Would you like to come in and have dinner with me?" she could tell that he was grinning from the wrinkles of the mask. "No, thank you. I am not hungry," she answered quickly, much too quick on her liking. A second later, her stomach grumbled loudly and he cracked into laughter.

Her cheeks felt hot from embarrassment. In the end, she had to give in and accept his invitation. She climbed down from the balcony and went inside. On the low table, she saw two trays of food. He had took one of them for him and waited for her to sit down. She chose to sit opposite him since it is the farthest side from him.

"Itadakimasu," he said before digging into his dish. She did the same and ate a sushi. The taste of food in her mouth relieved her greatly. She hadn't eaten anything besides plants found in the forest since she left the hideout. "Ne, Miwako-san," he tried to get her attention. After ignoring him for the total of five minutes, she decided that it wouldn't be so bad, or so she hoped.

"What are you doing here, all alone?" he stared directly into her eyes, a typical way to detect lies. She averted his gaze, acting as though she was not interested in his question. "Looking for a new start. How about you? Got tired of your shinobi works?" he just shrugged and continued eating. She also resumed finishing her onigiri. Silence enveloped the room as they were both on their own thoughts.

Konan shifted in her place a bit to be more comfortable. Unfortunately, her kunai got in the way and accidentally grazed her skin. She cried lightly and kept her kunai out of the way before he came to her side and inspected her bleeding shin. "How did this happen? Is the floor too sharp or something?" he asked as he inspected the floor and table. "It's nothing, really. I'm just fine," she tried to let her foot off from his grip but he was not satisfied.

After examining the cut for a couple of seconds more, he put his palm over the cut and focuses his charka. A green chakra glowed on his hand and slowly heals the cut. "There, good as new," said him proudly. She looked at it for a few seconds then turned to thank him. He was too happy too her liking. As if he discovered something big.

"Itachi-san, must we really force Konan home?" Kisame asked his partner while they were both resting under a large shady tree. Itachi chose to ignore the question. He took his straw hat and covered his face with it. Kisame took the hint and leaned back on the tree trunk. It was his turn to keep watch while Itachi get some sleep. What can he do to fill the two hours of silence?

He sneaked a glance at Itachi to make sure he was asleep before taking out the paper flower Konan gave him. Carefully, he laid it on the grass and straightened out a wrinkled petal. That was when he realized a small tear at one of the bottom petals. He didn't remember the tear when Konan first gave him the flower. And he certainly took good care of the flower. How did that happened?

"I never knew you enjoyed origami, Kisame. And a flower, nonetheless," Itachi's voice rang in the silence. Kisame cursed himself for forgetting the fact that Itachi was a really light sleeper. Even a change in his breathing will wake his partner. Kisame tried to keep the flower back but Itachi was quicker to snatch the flower. He examined the flower closely and drew to a conclusion. "Konan gave it to you, I suppose? This flower is her artwork. I knew her way of folding too well," Kisame looked at him in alarm.

"Is this why you refuse to bring her back? Because you are the one who helped her escape?" Itachi asked again, this time he fingered one of the petals. Suddenly, he pulled one of the petals from its fold. "No, stop it, Itachi!" Kisame finally snapped and made an attempt to grab the flower from Itachi. But the younger man had always had the advantage in speed.

"What happens if I didn't, Kisame? What is the importance of this flower, Kisame? A remembrance of your love?" Itachi pulled another petal out of its fold. "Stop it Itachi, or Konan will never return!" Itachi halted at the words. How can such thing happen? He will never let Konan go. Itachi promised to himself to bring her home, where she really belongs. And this partner of his said that she will never return if the flower damaged. Should he believe it or not?

Konan gasped slightly. Her foot was ripped in a couple of places. "Kisame, what have you done?" She knew she would be in trouble if the shinobi saw it. Her secret will be blown. She tried to cover it with her blanket but failed. His eye caught sight of it first. "What's wrong with your foot? Grazed by a kunai again?" she shook her head and answered. "Not a kunai….," she was trapped by her own words. She spun quickly to meet his victorious smirk. He had caught her alright.

"Feeling like telling me your real name, 'Miwako'-san?" he mocked her. In a second, he had her pinned between him and the wall, a sharp kunai just an inch from her neck. He moved in a flash that she can't do anything. "What are you doing?" she hissed angrily but he used his kunai to cut the kimono she was wearing, revealing her training gear she wore underneath, complete with her kunai pouch and shuriken holster. "Think you are so clever, aren't you? But you can't fool me, Akatsuki," his voice sounded deadly right now. The temperature of the room felt like had dropped several degrees.

Konan then realized something. The nail polish! Of course he would become suspicious. She had to think of something fast. "Don't think I would be defeated that easy," she smiled mysteriously and dispersed into butterflies. Hatake Kakashi was caught off guard by this move that he had to activate his sharingan to detect which one was her. Out of nowhere, a powerful kick was sent to his side and made him fell to the floor but he was quick to regain his balance. A moment later, he leapt with kunai in hand.

"Mom, room number 7 sure is noisy," Satoshi noted. "Let them be, Satoshi-kun. Let them feel the joy of love," his mother brushed it off and resumed knitting. Occasional thumps and thuds didn't disturb her a bit. "Nothing, I am just afraid that this inn will collapse, that's all. Don't you think they are fighting, as in shinobi's battle?" Satoshi still could not think of another topic. His mother thought for a while. "Nah, that is impossible. Kids today sure have a great imagination," she mumbled and continued her work.

Itachi and Kisame watched in alarm as the paper flower started to rip itself on Itachi's palm. They looked at each other. "This means one thing," Itachi nodded his head and handed the flower back to Kisame. "Konan is in danger and needs our help. Fast," after grabbing their bags, both of them disappeared from sight.

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