Daughter

16.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!! (Lol this was such a long time ago. XD)

Pastel Summer POV

"So why'd you summon me?"

I swung my legs around as I hum a tune waiting for themselves to get out there dream land. You see, men do this so often I just learned to be patient and live with it. Though I realize it wouldn't happen, so I turn to the blue haired beauty and smile, I knew she was upset the way they were looking at me, most women do that.

"You're really beautiful." Smiling I reached a hand out. "I especially love your piercing, it definitely brings out your eyes." The blue hair lady was certainly shocked but none of the less took my hand with a firm shake. I smirk, I see not all women have weak hand shakes in this new generation. But it could be firmer.

"Arigato, my name is Konan." Her voice.. So soft like honey just like her eyes.

I smile nodding. "You can call me Pastel." I laugh softly. "Men get on my nerves I always hated the way they look at me. Especially the women who get jealous." I roll my eyes as I huff in annoyance. "I am a happily married women."

Konan smiled and laughed. "I kind of did that, Gomen.."

"That's alright. It's not your fault." I shrug. "It usually happens so it doesn't bother me."

"So what clan are you from? I rather just learn it all from you then the men. Also where are you from? Your accent?" Konan ask with a stern but curious gaze.

"Sure!" I chirp, leaning over to get the attention of all the guys. "You all pay attention as well." Most glare at me, the others just blushed from my contact but they all sat down. "Plus I'm British, but I'm from America. I usually travel back to back."

"You seem pretty cheery for someone who's daughter just died." Kakazu asks suspiciously. He was eyeing my chest. But I could tell it wasn't my bust.. More like.. My heart?

"Well I know how to bring her back so it's not really that bad." I shrug.

"Ano.. Why are you staring at my chest?" I ask shifting uncomfortable. I didn't like him very much..

"I'm not eyeing your chest, I'm eyeing your heart. Want it?" Kakazu's gruffly spoke.

I flinch and covered myself severely creeped out. And just for extra protection I moved Konan gingerly next to me. "If he try's anything I'm counting in you." I whisper.

"Are you going to say or not. I don't have all day brat." Sasori grumbles. If he wasn't so freakishly handsome I would hit him but I don't want to its unladylike- stupid Uchiha elders for teaching me it wasn't okay to be unladylike.

I glare and growl how dare he?! "Call me a brat one more time and I'll make sure you won't live to see your art blossom baka." I hiss.

He looked at me more annoyed then scared but I knew I got my point across because he stood there ticking his pointer finger away. I smile. "Gomen I lost my anger for a second." I clear my throat unconsciously rubbing my stress lines. Until I met a similar boy and I screamed.

"Oh my god!" I scream mortified. "I'll kill Madara! How dare he make a twin of me?! A very hot male twin of me- I kill that sniveling little fu-"

"Miss, I can use assure you I am my own person, my mother is Uchiha Mikoto, and father the past leader, Uchiha Fugaka." Itachi interrupted as I see with a straight face.

Eh.... Eh.. Lying Alert..

Lying Alert...

Lying Alert..