Helloooo myyy frriiieennddsss… It is 11pm and I cannot take it anymore… All I can say is 'FUUUCKKK TTHHIIISS SSHHIITTT!"

I had to do 32 pages of piano work, Grade 5 for anyone who understands what the fuck I'm saying. And I have two Chinese books to read. Yes I'm Asian. As you can tell, not every Asian is perfect like an Asian usually is… And the worst part of this deal is that due to over excitement or something, my brain has been unable to calm down and I've been sleeping at around 2 am and waking at 9.30am. That's a fucking short time to sleep. Seriously!

In any case, Enjoy!

Alex

"I AM NOT FUCKING CRYING OKAY? LEAVE… Leave me alone…" I hate how my voice wavered at the end of my sentence. I couldn't help it. No matter how strong and fearless I was like on the outside, I was still human. There were chunks of people flying around, for god's sake! And the worst thing is fucking Hidan couldn't leave me alone. To a certain extent, I had expected him to be the first to snap and kill someone. In fact, who was to say that they would all go crazy and kill the three of us?

My tears were just overflowing without seeming to stop. Stupid crying. Stupid tears. Stupid Deidara. Stupid everything.

"Come on. It can't be that fucking bad? It's just blood and guts. Let's go in already, bitch."

The bloody idiotic old man kicked me. He actually had the nerve to kick me.

"Can't be that bad? Can't be that bad? I'M A NORMAL HUMAN YOU FUCKING IDIOT! I'M NOT YOU! I DON'T KILL PEOPLE! THOSE PEOPLE WERE INNOCENT! WHY? Why… why?" By now, my eyes were feeling sore and I just couldn't get the mental picture out of my mind. This was beyond the worst day of my life. I never expected that just a little wish; a little want could impact our lives so much.

Without a word, he lifted me over his shoulder with a sigh and headed into the house. I couldn't even muster the strength to fight against his grip. I limply hung over his shoulder, crying into his grey 'Three Days Grace' shirt.

Felix

I smiled at Kisame through my tears and muttered my thanks to Kisame. He gazed at me gently and patted my head and whispered, "I know our heritage scares you. But we are who we are." I nodded. As my head cleared, I understood what he meant. They were born in a world in which they couldn't afford being weak. I thanked him again before going into my room, which was currently being used by Zetsu, Tobi, Hidan and Kakuzu. I rubbed my red eyes and placed the clothes neatly in the cupboard. I didn't use to have many things so it was easy to empty my things.

Kakuzu and Zetsu were both in the room quietly doing their own things. Kakuzu seemed to be reading some kind of 'how to' book about money. On the other hand, Zetsu was studying the tree that was growing right outside the window. He was studying it really, really hard.

"Zetsu-san, Kakuzu-san, your clothes are all here. Is that ok?" I tilted my head at them. Kakuzu looked up briefly from his book and nodded, before returning to his quest to learn how money works here. Zetsu's answer was a little more… Scary

"Thank you. Now get out before I eat you"

I never really thought very hard about it but I wasn't quite expecting for him to really have two separate voices. Curiously his entire mouth moved when he spoke regardless of which voice he was utilising.

Alex

I was lying on my bed where Hidan had quietly put me down. He sat at my desk. Curiously, he seemed to be absorbed in a book of some sorts. Hidan? Book? Doesn't quite seem to go together right? Right. Then I looked closer.

"Fuck!" I rushed toward him and closed the book shoving it into my drawer and then pushing Hidan out of the room. In his surprise, he didn't even reply verbally.

"What… What the fuck did I just read? We… Aren't real? We're fictional? What the bloody fuck?" He scratched his head. "You knew didn't you? You knew we weren't real… Why didn't you say anything? Bitch?" his eyes carried a hint of betrayal as though he felt that his not being real was my fault. The thing is, that question fucking stumped me. I didn't know either. Bec asked me to shut the fuck up about it, so I did. When Bec asks you to do something, it's best to just do it and not ask. If she feels obliged to explain. You'll drown in freaking words.

I shrugged cautiously at him. Hidan turned his back on me and paced along the hall. He paused every few seconds to stare into my eyes, like trying to find the truth behind my viewing holes. He muttered to himself before going down the steps to the kitchen to get some food or something. I don't know.

What the hell kind of reaction was that? He didn't seem angry, he didn't seem sad, he just looked confused. I thought he'd snap at me and beat me or something. I guess I thought wrong. I dried my tears on my blue cookie monster shirt before beginning my search for Bec. I am so screwed.

Bec

"Pain. I expect you to keep your boys in check. Any more of this business and I'm afraid you guys won't be staying here very much longer. Understood?"

The orange head leader stared into my eyes, a dash of anger in his multi ringed eyes. He nodded, knowing that in this foreign place, their best bets were going to be us. The people who know who and what they are and will take care of them. I didn't even know what drove the three of us to care for the ten of them. I cracked my neck before going out to the miniscule backyard. I touched the black bangle on my wrist.

Itachi

That look on her face was etched into my mind. Why did she have that sort of face? Sasuke had that same exact face when I killed father and mother. She didn't accept my comfort and instead took comfort in Kisame. I know… That big brute wasn't as much of a big brute on the inside. That was why we understood and got along with each other better than any of the other pairs. We both did something unforgivable because it was what benefitted our villages the most.

My mind, even as I sat on the topmost branch of the tree growing over the fence, kept flashing between Felix's face and Sasuke's. Betrayal. The most dominant feature that graced both their faces. Why? Was I wrong? Does she really need my help?

Deidara

That was a hell of a lot of fun! That bomb was like my worries, un! Bang! Then their all gone, un! I relaxed on the fluffy chair. Just then Danna walked in.

"You really over did it this time, Gaki. Pain-sama's going to punish you."

"Huh? What do you mean,un?"

Danna sighed again and touched the back of his neck.

"He's angry. Your unwillingness to follow rules has caused him to lose respect with the Bec girl. He needs and wants to be at the top of the food chart, even in comparison with that girl. You better watch out."

"Yeah, yeah. But didn't you see my art? I told you! Art is a bang!"

Sasori Danna glared at me with hatred.

"You're wrong. Art is eternal."

"No, un. Art is a bang!"

"No. It is eternal."\

"A bang!"

"Eternal."

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"Whatever. I don't want to fight with you anymore. Just keep that reminder in mind."

Bec

I plopped myself down on the garden chair after showering. I was thinking about something when a familiar and irritating voice played in my head.

"TOBI HAS FOUND YOU, BEC-CHAANNN!"

I sighed.

"Just talk to me normally will you?"

"Hm? But it's not fun like that, Bec-Chan!" traces of the man-boy's voice was laced with matureness.

"In any case, you're the only one that's aalllll allloonnnneee, Bec-Chan!" His normal voice was starting to leak away from his 'Tobi' voice. I glared at him harshly as he placed himself on the other chair. Right when I wanted to be alone, this psychotic nuthole decides to come along and spoil my mood further.

"And you're the most fun now, aren't you? Bec-Chan?" He wasn't even bothering to hide his childish voice any longer. I sighed heavily leaning back against the chair.

"What do you want?"

"I'm curious about what made you the way you are."

"Maybe because I was born that way?" He shook his head. Whether it was at my harsh tone or at my answer, I didn't know or cared. As far as I could tell, he was still playing his little mind games. Hard to imagine a sweet and young boy like Obito had the potential to become a psychotic nuthole. But then again, it was also hard to imagine how a sweet young girl like I used to be could change into an emotionless puppet. In some ways, I held admiration for him. Instead of shunning everyone and closing off his heart after a bout of anger, he treated his loved one's death as motivation to create himself a new world. That's right. I used to be a sweet little girl who didn't seem to think that anything was wrong with her life style and her family.

Back to real world.

"No. No. No. You still harbour emotion. You were definitely never born like that. I'd even say that no one is born like that. Something happened to you and I want to know. What made your heart freeze? What made you become so rational and overly mature?"

I glared at him even more, trying irrationally to kill him with my sharp-as-a-knife glare. But I didn't sense that I had a choice in this situation.

"Fine. I'll tell you." He immediately perked up like a little kind that was being told stories by the campfire. "A few years back, I met this wonderful guy while I was trying to get my dormitory life going. He was kind, handsome and he wasn't like everyone else in my life. He didn't try to shape me into something he wanted me to be. He accepted me for who I was. That was all I needed to be hooked. Sam was practically my life way back when. I guess our story is a little dramatic and all. But that's life." I stared up at the darkening sky. Night was starting to fall.

"In any case, he was all that mattered to me at the time. What with my life falling apart and my parents never quite existing. And then that wonderful dream shattered. Just like that." I clenched my fist in the air.

"His parents forced I=him into the army so they wouldn't have to deal with his coming adulthood. Neither of us was from the good side of the neighbourhood, if you catch my drift. He got shipped the Iraq, a modern warzone. He just never came back." I stared into the one visible eye in Obito's orange lollipop mask. His hand, too, clenched into a fist at his sides.

I understood why. From what I had read in Naruto. His story was the same. Except that Iraq was Kakashi. At this very moment. I felt a sense of camaraderie from this extremely annoying pest. We both had stories of our own.

"I see." Obito said, almost inaudibly. He was quite, for once.

Ok… So this chapter is a lot more serious than I wanted it to be. But if they didn't react strongly, I don't think they would be called humans. Except for Bec of course. She's the exception that proves the rule… I hope the plotline doesn't have too many plot holes though…

And actually to be honest, I used to think that the taming of Tobi wasn't possible… But after the 'proof that Tobi is Obito' thing, I decide that Obito can actually have a heart because he used to have one…

Well then, good night to you! Please review and gimme suggestions cause I feed on those. And if you do do (hehe, friends reference) that, Itachi will smother you with adorableness.