Just one
And that’s all the ItaSaku I can manage until it’s finished.
The pairing itself always offers so many plot bunnies; it’s just so hard to
choose. So I grabbed the nearest one and set to work, letting it lead the way!
I think it’s coming along quite well- Teaser Time!
Curtain Call
The first time I ever saw him was that faithful day we
retrieved Gaara from Sasori and Deidara’s clutches. It wasn’t truly him though,
just a mere shadow of his power cast over the shell of a deceased Suna-nin.
But it was more than enough to leave a lasting impression.
His long black hair looked glossy (a feat for a missing nin
I’m sure), tied back from his face with dark bangs framing his blood red eyes.
Those eyes haunted my dreams for weeks to come, and the power he showed….I
didn’t even know someone could get that strong, just the way he held his body
made me realize something.
I was still weak, at least in the eyes of a giant like this,
in the eyes of someone who could kill us all without lifting a finger.
Yet, why did I feel strangely drawn to those blood red eyes?
I didn’t know, I still don’t actually, but it was plainly obvious we were
outmatched and about to fight someone we weren’t ready for.
But…he let us win.
I could see it in his eyes the second before the body
returned to that of the deceased sand nin.
He let us win.
He ….he let us past to find Gaara.
-
For days after that incident I had been plagued by dreams,
dreams of blood red eyes and long black hair, of whispered words and fleeting
happiness, of … of love short lived and broken families. After a certain point
I always awoke covered in sweat, my heart pounding in my chest and the faintest
feeling of phantom touches shadowing my face.
I resorted to depriving myself of sleep, staying awake for
as long as I possibly could before succumbing to my fatigue and passing out.
Not the healthiest option, especially for a medic nin, but it worked.
I was always too exhausted to dream, and if I did, I never
remembered them.
But that didn’t stop the paranoia, no, it only made it
worse.
Everywhere I went; I could feel his presence, see a flash of
red and black from the corner of my eye or hear his haunting voice in the
distance.
I thought I was going crazy; I probably was at the time
though.
But that paranoia saved my life.
I next time I honestly saw him was during a short solo
mission assigned by Tsunade-sama, who had apparently noticed the dark circles
underneath my eyes and the twitchiness I had adapted, looking this way and that
while around the village, certain the missing nin was there somewhere, just
waiting for to let my guard down.
As I was walking down a well-worn path to the small village
requesting help, that all too familiar flash of black and red happened out of
the corner of my eye, along with the faint sound of a clash occurring. Being
the all too helpful person I was at the time, I decided to help the brave souls
taking of the famous Itachi Uchiha, not caring that I didn’t stand a chance.
Quickly leaping off the path and into the surrounding woods, I followed the
sound of fighting into a nearby recently made clearing.
Just in time for the road behind me to be engulfed by
flames.
When Tsunade sent someone to investigate later the next day,
they would find the remains of several well hidden explosives along with the charred
remains of a small rodent.
It had been an ambush, just…not for me.
Thank god I had followed that flash of black and red.
Entering the clearing I had been shocked to discover the
Akatsuki member surrounded by at least 7 nin, all wearing the sound head band
of Orochimaru. That one little twist of fate was what set things in motion, if
it had been any other nin surrounding him, Suna or Iwa for example, things
would have gone much differently.
Because the only thing I hated more than the Akatsuki, was
Orochimaru.
The one who had broken up my team.
---
There, just a quick taste of what it has to offer! I want to
thank everyone who sent me a request- it means a lot that you’d come to me :’)
No comments:
Post a Comment