Til death and beyond

Curses

I have no idea how many hours passed until it got dark and the fighting suddenly stopped. Were we left behind? From the murmurs I picked up, they just suddenly froze and went inside a coffin, which gives me all reason to believe that Kabuto was behind this. I wonder why he made them stop at night? After long moments of silence, the shinobi and samurai allowed themselves to take a break.

"Looks like your knight in shining armor left you behind. Serves you right, hm!" Deidara spat out.

"Just stop already, I'm tired of hearing you whining."

"And I'm tired of you cheating on me!"

"I never cheated on you!"

"Oh yeah? What about that time I saw you holding hands!"

"Since when is that cheating?"

"Since now!"

"Could you two get a room? We're trying to rest here." Kankuro called out, annoyance clear in his tone.

"We'd gladly get a room if you would let us out, hm!"

Kankuro let out an exasperated sigh.

"Well, I was able to help Sasori, maybe I can help you two just so we can get you to shut up?"

"What, are you some kind of marriage counselor?"

"Not a chance, but if you two just keep grudges against each other, you'll never find peace. I think working on forgiving each other could be a first step, don't you think?"

"Bullshit." I immediately hissed.

"Well if cheating is the problem-"

"Cheating is not the issue here, the issue is about me being impregnated, left behind and taken back only to leave our child as an orphan and die along when his father commits suicide!"

"I told you a million times already, I didn't know you were still alive, hm!"

"I give up." Kankuro let out an exasperated sigh. "I can't help you with that, you've got to sort that out yourselves. Just get some sleep for now, alright?"

"We're dead so we can't sleep, hm."

I heard Kankuro walk away, but there were still other samurais out here to watch us. I was mentally exhausted from all of this and I couldn't even fall asleep to pass the time.

"Are you there?" I whispered, hoping she would answer.

Still nothing. I was completely alone.

My head was empty and silent. No music, no murmurings, no inspiration, absolutely nothing. Where was everyone? I've never felt so hollow before. How did Deidara manage to keep his inspiration up like this? Of course, I still resented him and had no intention of asking.

I envied Sasori and Shin for being able to release themselves from this jutsu and rest, while I was stuck here as a captive, arguing with my ex. Being incarcerated once again, was this my destiny? Was I not allowed to have freedom and peace? I could not feel physical pain this time but I was weary nonetheless.

There was nothing else to do but to just listen to the shinobi and samurais outside, who mostly just expressed their fears of Zetsu posing as one of them and other idle chat and gossip, when I suddenly noticed something I should have seen earlier.

On my right hand was the clay ring with the same bold-designs Deidra had given me when he proposed to me. It had fitted my finger so perfectly that I didn't notice I had been wearing it all along. Why was this thing still here? It should have disappeared along with everything else when I died. Once I manage to break out of here, I would definitely take it off, there was no reason for me to keep it.