A/N: Hi everyone! I just want to make it known that I've rewritten the last 8 chapters. Nothing major, I basicly cleaned them up a bit.
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto, any of it's characters, or ideas. Only thing I own are my ideas!
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What's the matter? You hurt yourself?
Opened your eyes and there was someone else?
Now i've got you in the undertow
Now i've got you so
why you wanna blame me for your troubles?
Ah ah ah you better learn your lesson yourself.
Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.
Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.
- WarPaint : Undertow
Inner Demons
Title: Closure
Team: Persona
Objective: Head to the Dekishi Shita destrict and elimate the children of Koku Nai.
Chapter nine - Fade
Her pace began to slow before she halted completely and watched Tobi's form blur off into the distance. Biting the lining of her
cheeks she thrust her arm out behind her until her hand brushed against tough bark. Patting the area to make sure there was
enough space she removed her hand. Finally satisfied the tree was sturdy enough she leaned against the massive oak for support.
Looking into the sky as water beat onto her face she wondered how the tree had kept from drowning.
They were on the outskirts of the Rain village now and other than the tree she was leaning against the surrounding area looked
like an old battlefield. Instead of blood however, the floor was covered in water that was high enough to brush against the top of her toes.
Breathing in harshly as water flew into her mouth she recalled the past few days.
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Shifting her weight around between her legs she tried to progect an outward image of excitment. The truth was, she was very
apprehensive about today. Her eyes darted around the room as she tried to take in everything and everyone around her.
"...Akatsuki..." a voice said somewhere in the darkness that surrounded them all.
She didn't dare activate her family's sight out of fear it would be taken as killing intent.
A mission of sorts was being prepared for her. It wouldn't do to show disrespect.
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Spitting the liquid out of her mouth she pushed herself away from the tree she was relaxing on and gingerly trailed after her companion.
Is this the place?
The memory was so fresh in her mind she felt as though she could still taste the summer air against her tounge. The gentle
touch of the sun's warmth kissed her skin, laughter surrounded her and images transpired into tangible items.
"Laughter?"
Her steps ceased and she closed her eyes gently.
'What's it like trying to live in denial? Every day that passes only leads me to be more disgusted with you.'
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Shifting his weight around between his legs he removed the outward image of kindness. Stepping out of the office she closed
the door behind them and stared at the back of his head.
"You're very good at what you do..." she trailed off, now finding more interest in the ground.
He ignored her statement deciding instead to turn around and study her closely.
"We have training to do." His voice held no feeling.
"Training aswell!" excitment could be heard in his voice now.
It urked her how easily he switched the stations on his personality.
She didn't respond verbaly, just nodded and pushed her body away from the door that was supporting her
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Finally she caught sight of him. He was moving through the crowded streets of the village. Even when he was pretending to be
an airhead he moved with such grace.
Running her tounge against her teeth she clicked it in frustration.
'Can you feel it now? How does it feel knowing you washed your hands in innocent blood? So warm and sticky... do you enjoy it?'
"Stop it!" She cried outloud.
People were giving her strange looks now. Blushing deeply she ran after Tobi.
'You do things for him you would never do for me.' a jealous voice called in her head.
"Just shut up already! Please!"
A hand wrapped around her wrist tightly and she looked up wide eyed.
"What was that?" Tobi was infront of her, his only visble eye scanned her face.
"H-huuh? Nnnothing. I was just saying I'm gglad to have finally caught up to you already."
She felt his grip on her wrist loosen up and watched as he turned his back on her. He stood still for a moment before letting a cough out.
"Time to go home now Hin-I-Ta.~" he was practicly skipping down the street.
Trailing after him she got the feeling everyone thought they were a pair of schitzophrenics.
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They were finally home. She didn't bother to ask if he had reported the mission a success with out her as she already knew the
answer. Her only focus now was going into their kitchen to fill her belly.
She carefully removed her ninja shoes and placed them on the tile floor next to his. Slowly she began removing her soaked
jacket and considered leaving it there to rot. Sighing she carried it with her to the kitchen and began ringing it out over the sink.
Feeling someone behind her now she faught the urge to click her tounge again. The man had a way of scaring, intriguing,
annoying, and confusing her all at once. The trust between them died a long time ago, hell it never really excisted to begin with.
"Is there something I can assist you with?" She asked as politely as she could, not bothering to look at him. She didn't need to.
The image of him tilting his head in silent curiosity was burned into her retina.
"With whom do you speak?" he asked.
"There is only you and I here..." she squezed her jacket a little tighter pulling the fabric apart slightly.
"Do they speak to you?" his voice seemed further away. He surely found something in the kitchen that caught his eye.
"W-what?" she gazed over her shoulder to watch him peeling an orange.
"We've killed. Do your...our..." he paused for a moment as if trying to figure out how he would get the fruit past his mask.
He began again; "Do those we've killed haunt you? Do you beg for their forgivness? You talk to yourself often." He was looking
at her again having set the orange on a plate temporarily.
Opening her mouth she stared at him dumbly.
"Yes." It wasn't a complete lie. She did ask for their forgiveness but, it wasn't to them she talked with so often.
'Did you see that?'
'See what?'she called back in her head.
Focusing her attention on the man infront of her again she noticed the orange was missing.
"Did you... Did you eat that?"
He said nothing but, she could feel the smile raidiating off his body.
"Good night."
She stared at him as he faded away until something else caught her attention. Furrowing her brows she made her way to the
dirty dish he had conviently left on the kitchen table. She grabbed it, annoyace seeping out of her pours.
In her frustration she had only ended up causing a bigger mess as glass and orange peels crashed onto the ground. Cursing
under her breath she began picking the bigger shard off the floor first.
Suddenly blood was pouring from her hands but, she didn't loosen her hold on the glass that was causing her so much pain.
She just looked on as it gushed out.
How does it feel knowing you washed your hands in innocent blood?
Screaming she hurled the blood covered glass into the nearest wall.
"I should have just died that night. Father..."
She screamed again, this time however she couldn't feel herself being watched.
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[End Chapter 9]
A/N: I don't even know what just happened but, I'm pretty content. Lol. Did I just write a chapter? OMG. xD
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