Very tired right now. Colorguard is exaughsting and im extremely sore. Thank you for reviewing! I love you all! Except ( points into the crowd ) you. Lol just kidding. Enjoy chapter 8!
Jeen raised the knife above Hidan's head preparing to gouge his skull with its sharp blade and Akatsuki members in front of Hidan struggled to hold in their laughter except the usually stoic ones. Ren, not having all the experience that the others have, let loose a giggle and Jeen glared at her.
"What? What the f*** is so funny?" Hidan glared at Ren, reaching for her shirt. Before he could however, Jeen had swung the knife down and into his skull. Anyone who wasn't Hidan would have probably died instantly from the shock of it all but since Hidan was Hidan, he just crumpled to the floor.
"Take that, bastard." Jeen muttered while handing Kakuzu the knife, urging him to continue for her while she hid behind the big blue shark.
"You'll protect me right, Kisame?" Kisame shook his head.
"I'd rather let Zetsu eat you." Jeen's jaw dropped.
"Kisame~." She whined. "You're supposed to be my favorite character." Jeen said giving Kisame a small sniffle. Kisame looked Jeen in the eyes instantly putting him into a trance. In her eyes, he could see a murderous intent growing larger and larger every minute as he leaned back in his chair. She approached. "Please, Ki-Sam-eh." Her voice seemed to get deadlier with each letter. Jeen grew closer, pulling another knife into her hands.
"Where do you think those knives come from?" Deidara whispered to Sasori. Kisame sighed as Jeen turned around to throw the knife at Deidara instead, missing his head by inches. The knife implanted itself into the wall to his left between him and Sasori, but Sasori didn't even blink. Deidara turned to glare at the knife.
"What the hell was that for bitch, un? How the hell are you able to throw like that?" Jeen smirked as she made her way over to them both. Ren stared as if she had seen it all before. And she had.
"Tobi thinks Jeen-Chan is scary." Tobi whimpered, hiding behind Itachi. Jeen took the knife from the wall and lifted her leg so it was resting on the edge of Deidara's chair.
"Deidara, I won't hesitate to kill you. Or do you want to end up like Hidan?" The Akatsuki took another look at Hidan's mangled body, blood seeping out of his skull. His body jolted and his head lifted itself off the floor, the wound now healed.
"That hurt like a son-of-a-bitch!" He yelled, rubbing the top of his head aggressively. Kakuzu chuckled before plunging the knife into his right eye.
"F***, KAKUZU! GET THAT F****** THING OUT OF MY F****** EYE, YOU F****** bastard!" Ren covered her ears.
"You should get a trophy for the most times F*** is used in a sentence." She muttered while trying to block out the sound.
Jeen turned her head away from Hidan and back to Deidara. "Got it?"
Deidara glared. "I wouldn't be making demands here. We're the ninjas, you're the damsel, hm. Just try to kill one of us. I dare you." Jeen glared and moved back to Hidan. She smiled up at him.
"What the hell do you want bitch?" Jeen frowned before plunging the knife into his throat, twisting it around murderously and cutting off his airway. Hidan, once again, fell to the floor in a heap.
"You were saying?"
"Point taken, hm." Deidara grumbled, turning back to his Danna. Itachi sighed and got up from his seat.
"Why is everyone picking on Hidan-Chan. Tobi doesn't want to see Hidan-Chan die yet!" Jeen chuckled.
"Key word: yet. He will die and when he does you won't care, Tobi." Tobi pretended to cry as Jeen made her way back to the stove.
"What are you doing, Itachi?" Kisame asked as he watched Itachi pick up the mangled body. He gave Kisame a glare before dragging the body to the back door and chucking it outside. Ren jumped up and locked it for him.
"Brilliant idea." Kakuzu sighed, kicking back and resting his head on the table. Ren squealed and glomped his neck.
"GET OFF." He hissed. Ren squeezed his neck tighter as Kakuzu looked at Jeen for assistance.
"Ren. Get off of Kakuzu." She growled in a menacing voice. Ren took it as a warning and she immediately released the miser, leaving him to rub his neck in piece.
Hidan got up and started to pound on the glass, gaining the others' attention.
"OI! Open the door, retards! Open the f****** door!" He screamed.
"The silence was good while it lasted." Kakuzu muttered. Pein shook his head and got up to open the door. Before he could however, Konan stood up and used her origami skills to make paper shuriken.
"Don't you dare open the door." She hissed at Pein, her usually purple eyes glowing a deep red. Pein turned around to look at Konan his eyes widening at the sight.
"Er, no I wasn't going to! F-forgive me." Pein backed away from the door causing Hidan to erupt.
"What kind of a f****** leader are you to let yourself be swayed by a woman! You coward! You bastard! What the hell is wrong with you!" Hidan raised his fist to break the glass.
"Break the door and I'll kill you." Jeen and Ren said simultaneously. Hidan flinched but withdrew his hand and settled for sitting on the floor.
Time skip because I don't want to describe cooking noodles.
" Well, eat up." Jeen grumbled as she set a bowl in front of Tobi. Ren took her bowl into the living room to watch the news, instantly slurping at the noodles. Deidara started to pick at his, cautiously prodding at the noodles before stirring it.
"…The hell?" Jeen muttered, looking at the others with concern. "Just eat the food already!" She growled. The others still stayed still. Jeen sighed before picking up her own bowl and slurping the noodles down her throat heartily.
"Scee, it'z goohd." Jeen mumbled through a full mouth. Itachi leaned forward and scooped some noodles into his mouth, relishing it before swallowing.
"It's not poisoned." Kisame slammed his head down.
"You owe me five bucks." Kakuzu murmured to him through a slurp.
"Shit…" he growled as he lifted his head up to eat. Tobi stood still as he watched everyone eat.
"Tobi, come with me." Tobi grabbed his soup and followed Jeen upstairs. She led the lollipop to her room. He placed the bowl on her clean desk before sitting himself down and moving his mask to the side a bit. Jeen craned her neck, but she couldn't see one part of his face at all.
"Thanks." His voice was rough and jagged, soar from using the Tobi voice all the time. Madara took his chopstick and guided some noodles into his mouth. Jeen nodded before sitting herself down on the bed, starting to play with a frayed end of her blanket.
"Hey, Madara." Madara looked up from eating, but his face was shadowed from the lack of light.
"What is it?" He questioned silently glaring at Jeen. Jeen flinched but continued.
"What's wrong with your face?" A low growl sounded from his side of the room.
"I meant why do you keep it covered!" she screeched waving her hands around frantically.
"It must be fairly obvious to you." He muttered as he let another slurp of soup pass his lips. Jeen gave him an odd look as she tugged on the threads again. Madara cocked his head to the side curiously. Surely this girl knew about it? Wouldn't she? She seems to know a lot about our world and the secrets it holds, but why is she…
Jeen coughed. "Madara? Hello?" Madara snapped himself back to attention, almost choking on the broth.
"Yes, what is it?" He asked in a lazy tone. She sat up straighter and let go of the frayed piece in which she had destroyed in minor time.
"What is it like to be a mastermind? Does it feel overwhelming?" The girl had no clue. Madara shook his head and sighed.
"To control something or someone's fate is a powerful thing. It's a kind of power that someone as insignificant as you should not deal with at this time." At this, she growled and whipped her head around in a hostile manner. Madara chuckled under his breath, low enough to escape the ears of the girl. How naïve she is, to talk to me without any understanding of my plans; yet to ask me for full on knowledge? Stupid girl. Her arrogance astounds me.
Jeen got up and crossed the room, now bored with the conversation, and exited the room. She led herself down the stairs and into the kitchen where a large group of dirty bowls now sat with no owners. The Akatsuki were currently in the living room watching Animal planet with Ren.
"Kisame, do you know her?" Deidara asked him while pointing at the large shark now bordering the screen. Kisame glared at Deidara and did his best not to kill him.
"For the last time, no. I don't know him." Deidara snorted and looked back towards the screen.
"How can you watch this stuff without gagging?" Ren asked as the shark ripped at the ribs of a large fish. She coughed and looked away, her face turning a dark shade of green.
"We're ninjas, what do you expect? We see blood and gore all the time." Sasori muttered never taking his eyes off the screen. A very bored Itachi sighed from the white recliner and started to pick at his nails.
"I didn't ask you, Sasori."
"That's right. You asked us."
"Whatever." Ren sighed and leaned backwards, sitting on the remote control in the process and changing the channel to a cooking show.
"Oi! Change it back!" Kisame growled at Ren. Hidan turned his head to sneer.
"So you were enjoying it Kisame!" Sasori got up from his chair to talk to Jeen who was standing in the entry way, unseen by the others.
"No I wasn't!" Kisame hissed. Hidan dodged a blow from his fist and followed through to hit Sasori in the back, knocking him into the side wall. He pushed himself off and narrowed his eyes at the two morons.
"You two are dead." He said through clenched teeth. Sasori took out a scroll and summoned a lowly puppet, knowing that the two idiots wouldn't be able to destroy any of his marvelous creations. Unfortunately, Kisame took his sword and smashed his puppet wood chips scattering within the living room area. As Kisame swung his sword down Hidan swung his scythe at Sasori's head, missing by inches.
"Wow, Hidan. You really do have the worst aim in the Akatsuki." Kakuzu sighed, stretching across the couch he was laying on.
"Shut the hell up Kakuzu! I don't need your f****** ass telling me things I already know! Ouch! You butthead!" he screamed, holding his hand that Samehade had just bitten off. He spit it out a moment later. As Hidan swung his scythe down at Kakuzu's head, Itachi appeared and blocked it with a kunai.
"You three are digging your own grave." He said plainly and gestured to Jeen who's head was bowed down and her eyes shadowed.
"You…" She charged forwards with her trusty knife in hand.
"….BASTARDS!" She cried, lunging at Kisame. He yelped and dodged it quickly, knocking himself into Pein, who fell on Konan, who fell on Ren. Everyone stopped when they saw Leaders face.
"If you do not stop this instant, I will kill you all." They all stopped, but Jeen was furious.
"Destroy my house and I'll beat Leader to it, bastards." Jeen hissed menacingly.
Tobi decided to come into the room that moment.
"Tobi, since you seem to be the only sane one right now, come with me. I have to go to the store." Jeen sighed.
"But Tobi can't. Hidan says Tobi is Insane. Never sane." Jeen glared.
" Now." Tobi started to whimper and even Madara flinched at her new tone.
Jeen slipped her shoes on and dragged Tobi out into the cold air. The fresh air and smell of rain hit their noses as they made their way out into the yard. Once the door was closed Tobi turned to glare at her.
"What was that? I didn't wish to join you on your…expedition." Jeen rolled her eyes but tugged on his hand anyways.
"Whatever. You're already out here and now we're going to the store."
"May I ask why we are going to shop?" She sighed.
"I need to get some supplies for you and your… friends." They continued to walk down the sidewalk with a shocked Madara.
"What is that?" he asked, pointing at a large truck. Jeen shook her head and laughed loudly.
"It's a street sweeper. It comes every Tuesday to clean the streets so they don't get too backed up. If you own car, or transportation device, is on the street, then you get a fine. Something that you have to pay or else you can get in trouble." Madara nodded at her and continued to look around, a slightly curious vibe coming off of him. And this is how it went for a few miles.
Jeen answered most of his questions and they all satisfied him. Although he was hungry to know more, he satisfied himself with the knowledge of the flying contraptions above their heads. The two were about to head through the park when they spotted a group of boys. Jeen froze, a sudden fear taking place in her fierce eyes.
"What is it, why have we stopped." He asked, cocking his head in the direction of the upperclassmen. Jeen started to back away.
"Let's take another route." She whispered quickly turning her body in the other direction when the group of boys spotted her.
"Hey, guys! It's our old friend Jeen!" The tallest one, supposedly their leader, said. The group of five older men approached the two. Jeen shrunk down and tried to stick close to Madara. Madara felt her distress, but couldn't care less. He looked at one of the guys and glared through the hole in his mask.
"Who's this loser?" A boy in a red t-shirt pointed to him.
"What the hell is the mask for? Going to a clown convention?" Madara's eye twitched at the rather ingenious insults they had just thrown.
"Come on Jeen, come with us. Ditch this loser." Jeen shook her head and tried to stand up tall. One of the boys came forward and kicked her in the stomach. She keeled forward and the boy from behind her hit her back hard, causing her to fall to the ground. Madara felt something inside of him snap and when the boy in red tried to cause her body further harm, he grabbed his wrist, preventing it.
"Oi, looks like the lollipop wants to get involved!" Madara grinned maliciously and bent his wrist backwards instantly. There was a sickening pop and the guy screamed. Jeen looked up at the boy, snickering.
"Hurst doesn't it?" She muttered, standing up besides Madara and rubbing her stomach gingerly. The tallest one of the group hissed at the two.
"You bastard. I'll make you regret that."
"Try me." Madara growled in an intimidating voice. The boy flinched but refused to back down.
"Get them!" He yelled to the remaining three. The four of them sprung forward and one tackled Jeen to the ground. His hands scrambled around, reaching for her neck. She screamed and yelled, trying to punch him to the ground and struggling to get the knife out of her pocket.
Madara threw the other two off fast, knocking them both down a hill and into a lake. He sat up and lifted the boy off of Jeen, who coughed loudly and finally sighed. Madara growled one last time before transporting the boy off to hell knows where. He extended his hand out to Jeen who gladly took it.
"Thanks, Madara-Senpai." The honorific dripped with venom as it left her mouth. "I never knew you cared for me." She muttered. 'Neither did I.' Madara hissed in his mind. He watched as the girl lifted her shirt up to see her stomach. A large bruise was now blossoming across her abdomen.
"Shit~." She hissed, poking it repeatedly. Madara shook his head and pulled her along.
"Let's go." He murmured. Little did Jeen know, the stoic mastermind Madara, was actually blushing, for the first time in his life.
How'd you guys like it? So far there are 10 Madara votes, 4 Hidan, 3 Deidara -_-' lol. Madara is a little hard to write about, but i like to :)
FunFact: Jeen hates people who ruin her life. She was expelled from 2 highschools so far.
Question of the Day/Chapter whatever: Would you try to kidnap a character from Naruto? Even if they almost kill you? If so, how would you restrain them?
Answer: I would bury the body in the desert where the sand would continue to scorch and bury the body. Good luck finding evidence. Pshhh.
Song of the chapter: Helena by My Chemical Romance.
Ugh, It's 7:38 in the morning and I hate it. I have to get up for colorguard. So tired -_-' This is an Ok chapter if you ask me. Not to long not to short ^^.
Thanks for reading!