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Happy Thanksgiving

Chapter 27

Note: Don't insult coffee

~Kahlan's POV

Laura and I walk back to bed in silence. Inside the bedroom we both went back to our side of the bed. Instead of lying down like Laura, I decide to sit Native American style as I hug Rellik in my lap. I'm starting to feel foolish for reacting the way I did earlier. How was I supposed to know it was one of the ninjas? I probably should have known since they can't be normal humans.

Now that Itachi guy is going to lie to Leader about how he got his wound. What does he think that will do for him, earn my trust? I'm going to trust him like I trust everyone else. Meaning I trust him as far as I can throw him, which I'm betting is something I'm not able to do. I only trust Laura.

That brings me to the broken glass lying on the kitchen floor. I'll clean it up in the morning. However, I don't know if it was one of the normal type of glass cups or the crystal glasses, it was not bright enough to see. Normally, I wouldn't touch those glasses because I know how much they mean to Laura. Since I couldn't see correctly I could have accidently used it and brought it to its destruction.

My throat starts feeling like it's closing up as my chest contracts making breathing a little harder. I can feel my eyes start to burn wanting to shed tears but unable to because of my stubbornness to not cry. Crying is something I never do and not because I think it makes me look weak, but because most of the time no one is ever there and if they are they just look at you with pity which is a pet peeve of mine. Plus, I have to be the strong one for people to lean on for support. If I do break down and cry, I usually do so when I'm completely alone or I'm listening to or playing a sad song.

Taking a deep breath I clear my throat. "I'm sorry Laura," I say guilty. "The glass is broken because of me. He snuck up behind me not making a sound and I freaked. Still that's no excuse. I'm really sorry and understand if you're mad at me."

I bury my face into Rellik, feeling guilty as hell. Digging my fingers into his soft fur, I clamp my jaw close tightly and force the tears of guilt away. Crying won't solve anything. If Laura hates me after this then I deserve it. Those crystal glasses meant a lot to her and I had been an idiot, not thinking rationally when I smashed it against Itachi's head.

"It's already broken now," she says with the undeniable taint of sadness in her voice.

I don't reply because I don't know what to say. Instead, I listen carefully to her breathing until it becomes shallow, slow and even out signaling she's asleep. Not caring if I get in trouble, I once again get out of the bed and leave the room. I make my way to the kitchen once again maneuvering around sleeping bodies. For ninjas they sure do snore loudly that it's kind of annoying.

Inside the kitchen, I go over to where I left the shatter glass. Carefully, I get down on my hands and knees. With caution, I let my hands move across the tile floor. Feeling a small prick from the glass, I remove one hand to hold the glass pieces while using the other hand to pick them up.

I spend the rest of my night picking up each glass shard. I even go through the garbage for any of the glass shards Kakuzu might have thrown out. With that done, I had wash each piece carefully and set it down on the table.

By the time the sun starts coming over the horizon, I'm sitting at the table having dried the pieces of glass and started to glue them back together with super glue. It wouldn't be like it was before and no one will ever be able to drink out of it, but at least the thought counts.

I yawn tired, but continue on with my goal. Someone walks into the room but I completely ignored them, to focus on my task. The sound of running water hits my ears, but still I don't look up. A few moments later the scent of coffee fills my nose causing me to make a face and my stomach turn. I can't stand coffee, but apparently some of the ninjas like coffee and so it was bought during the shopping trip.

"What are you doing," I hear a deep gruff voice ask.

For a split moment I look up. Near the newly bought coffee machine is Kakuzu. With a shrug, I look back down at my task. Carefully I pick up pieces of glass, see which shard fits with which like a puzzle then use the super glue to glue them back together.

"Fixing," I reply with a slight yawn.

By the time Laura is awake, I should be finished with my task of fixing the crystal glass. Blinking my eyes a few times, I refocus on what I'm doing so not to cut myself. So far I've been lucky, but you can never be too cautious.

As time ticks by, I ignore everything going on around me. Slowly, the crystal glass starts looking like its old self again, only this time you can see the crazy line patterns of the cracks from when it was broken. Finally, after working for so long I finish. By that time everyone but Konan, Laura, Hidan and Kisame seem to be awake.

Standing up, I stretch hearing my bones crack. Carefully, I pick up the crystal glass and narrow my eyes to analyze it. After a moment, I carefully walk over to the counter and set it down, satisfied that I had actually found every piece and placed it back together perfectly. It was a lot of work, but I don't mind.

Looking at the time I notice its nine thirty. I look to see who is in the room. Kakuzu is at the table drinking his third cup of coffee and Itachi is at the table as well drinking…something.

I slightly narrow my pale green eyes on Itachi. Would it be a good idea if I apologize to him? He did sneak up behind me and therefore got hit with the glass. I don't know if he has told the lie to the leader yet or if he still plans on doing so. He must have some hidden motives if he does go through with the lie. What could he earn from it though? Still, I think I have every right not to apologize to him.

Sighing, I turn away and head to the bedroom. I change out of the yukata into a simple short gown, grab my clothes and head for the bathroom. I take a quick ten minute shower, dry myself and get dressed. I get dressed wearing ripped purple legging with teal blue gym shorts and a red tank top. Quickly, I apply my black eyeliner than leave the bathroom heading to the kitchen.

In the kitchen I ignore the occupants and start making a simple breakfast, eggs and toast with fruit slices. It's a healthy breakfast and quick. If I had more time I would probably make a more elaborate breakfast, but I have to leave for practice soon.

"Is breakfast fucking done yet," Hidan asks with a yawn as he walks into the kitchen. Well isn't that just great; please take note of the sarcasm.

"Just wait," I reply.

"I'm fucking hungry now."

"You're always hungry," Kakuzu says as he goes to make himself another cup of coffee.

"Don't drink all of the coffee," I hear Leader say in a grumpy tone as he walks into the kitchen.

"I am not always fucking hungry."

"Even in your sleep you talk about being hungry," Kakuzu retorts.

Leader stands not too far away pouring himself a cup of coffee. My stomach turns as I smell it and I bite down on my lower lip feeling myself getting sick. Okay, God if you're punishing me then I'll apologize to Itachi, but dammit just make the horrible smell go away.

"No more coffee for anyone," I say. "That freaking coffee machine has been going on since dawn. It's time for it to get shut off."

"No," Leader says.

"Yes," I reply back, taking the finished eggs off the stove.

"It gets shut off when I want it to," he replies glaring.

"It's a horrible drink and I'm never allowing the putrid drink in this apartment ever again."

Leaders eyes narrow and I can feel Kakuzu staring at me as well. I get a very bad feeling as the toast in the toaster pops up. I back away slowly only to collide into someone. Looking up I see Kakuzu. Quickly, I look over to Itachi remembering the deal I just made moments ago with God. I mouth the words sorry and go to take off running only to get stopped.

"There is nothing wrong with coffee," Leaders says.

"Except some of it is very expensive," Kakuzu adds.

"It's horrible," I go to say only to have coffee forced into my mouth and down my throat by both Leader and Kakuzu.

Gagging, I push them away. My stomach feels like it is churning violently as the liquid enters. It feels like the inside of my cheeks are getting swollen. Covering my mouth I run out of the kitchen pushing people out of my way. I run past Konan or Laura, I'm not sure, as I run down the hall and into the bathroom.

I make it just in time to start throwing up in the sink. Well, I guess I shouldn't insult coffee ever again with those two around. But I couldn't help it; I can't stand the horrible drink. Not only does it taste bitter but it makes me sick. Your proof is me throwing up in the sink. I'm not making any more deals with God.

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