❝...I'm not sure what actually happened…❞

"I can't believe you, Kisha!"

"I did what I had to!"

"Not if you hadn't joined in the first place!" angry voices beamed in the room from the even siblings. Insults and cuss words were thrown left and right.

"Why did you even do it, huh? Because you were bored with everything? Because of Jiro? And look what happened! Now you're just as much of a criminal as they are!" the youngest sibling yelled at his sister.

"It's none of your fucking business! Grow the hell up, Taisuke! Get a life without I have to be all around you!" Kisha yelled evenly loud back. If anyone entered the scene they would sure die.

"Get a life? I think I have more life than you! You changed, a lot since you got to know that gun-sick motherfucker! Whole Iwa and Amega is looking for you! What did you exactly do huh? Who's dead, how many? Tell me, just tell me everything you haven't told me! You bloody hell of a liar! I wish Mori made you completely silent that day!"

SMACK

Never had she imagined she would hear those words come from her second half - her beloved sibling, her soul-mate; her everything.

"Hey, wake up" Kisame shook her shoulder in a light manner. Realizing that wasn't enough he shook her more. Brown-greenish eyes flung open and blinked a couple of times, adjusting the light.

"What's wrong?" Kisha asked rubbing her eye with her free hand after realizing everything was just a dream; a very uncomfortable, real-like dream.

"You stirred a little too much in your sleep" the blunette male said, leaning back against the wall he sat against. Exhaling, Kisha let her head bump lightly against the stony wall behind her. She must have fallen asleep all of a sudden. She was so tired, her body was numb as well. All she wanted to was to be somewhere else, somewhere safe. Her forest-floor-coloured optics landed on the dark eyed man. He was tired as well.

"If you want to sleep, just do so" she told him in a kind tone, a small tired smile crossed her lips. She highly doubted anyone would be coming to look for them at this time of the night in the middle of Suna's desert.

Kisame was used to not to get a lot of sleep. It was a deep-rooted habit of his. However, his body told him to drift off, but he refused to. He gazed over the red head who wrapped the thin blanket closer around herself in order to obtain more warmth. He would never get to understand that girl. In the middle of the heated climate she would be cold? Still, the nights were cooler, he would give her that, but it wasn't freezing, just a little cold; a few degrees below the daily temperature.

"Was the soup warm enough?" Kisha broke the silence, referring to the empty cup-soup in his hands. Looking down at the object in his hands he chuckled.

"Shouldn't you worry about getting some sleep instead of the food?" he asked her in return with a deep chuckle. Scowling at him, Kisha rolled her eyes at him.

"Don't get smart with me mister"

"Oh that so? What you gonna do? Stab me in my sleep?" he mocked, a grin became present on his features.

"I could just leave you here you know" the red-head snapped, straightening herself.

"Really? You won't stand a chance out there without me" Kisame told her in a tone of as a matter of a fact. The urge to punch the blunette in the face, was getting bigger and bigger. He just loved to make it sound like she was some fragile little object; a kid who needed a babysitter to be around her all the time. True was the fact she was younger than him by 9 years, but that certainly didn't mean she wasn't able to take care of herself. Kisha wasn't afraid to be on her own. She did not mind Kisame to be around her, but he managed to piss her off greatly whenever he seemed to get the chance to do so. Cursing him under her breath she breathed out 'motherfucker'.

Clutching the blanket around her, she rested her arms over her knees, allowing her head to drop onto them. It was a fact she was a human, she had feelings, although she didn't let them show that often, she still had them nonetheless – she just didn't like to show it openly when she cared. But she did care. They had been on the road all day; almost two from since the Amegan police had lead an action towards the Akatsuki's Headquarter. They all had to make a run for it not to get caught although they were told to stay in touch. Kisha had no idea if someone was caught or not. If anyone was it would turn out nasty.

It all just came crashing down. The so-called poor family she had been accepted into 6 years before had become her home when her parents turned their back to her. No one could blame them. Their only daughter joined forces with the most rumoured organization ever was the greatest disappointment. No one took it nice when they finally found out recently. Never had the red-head felt so left and alone. The first words the gun-fighter across her ever spoke about her came back to her. 'Emotional and psychical weak lassie shouldn't be in a place like this'. A frown appeared on her face by the thought. She remembered how they fought for ages because of his statement. She declared herself to be a human, he declared her weak.

❝...everything happened so sudden…❞