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I looked up at the moon and caught a kunai as it flew towards my throat. Sasori jumped down from the rock and walked in the direction that the kunai had flown from. As he disappeared into the trees I could hear what sounded like someone fleeing from what I assumed to be Sasori's attacks. When I heard whoever was running fall to the ground I knew that Sasori had caught him.

"Bring him alive, Sasori." I could hear the sounds of a body being dragged from the forest and Sasori immerged from the woods with a puny Otogakure ninja. I jumped from the rock and landed on the ninja's chest as he stared up at me with terror. I looked him up and down with the realization that he had just become a ninja for Orochimaru because I didn't recognize him from before I fled the village. I lifted the ninja from the ground and motioned for Sasori to join me inside. When I walked inside the base all of the remaining Akatsuki was watching TV in the living room of their base. Their heads turned to me when I cleared my throat.

"A ninja from Otogakure has started what will soon turn into a war by attacking Sasori and I tonight." I said as I looked down at the cowering ninja. The Akatsuki all turned their attentions to me when I spoke with a voice that resembled my true age. I knew I no longer needed to act as a child but as what I had become: an Akatsuki member.

"Please! I was just following orders! Please don't kill me, I didn't mean to cause any trouble!" His frantic pleas increased as I removed a kunai from my pocket and he realized I was going to kill him.

"Please have mercy!" I growled and kicked him into the wall behind me.

"I do not have time for mercy." I slashed the kunai across his throat and blood sprayed my clothes. I ignored the stares of the other members as I tossed aside his body.

"Zetsu, I have someone for your dinner." Zetsu came up from the floor and silently pulled the body down with him. I looked at the other members, more specifically my father and smiled.

"Ayame, are you feeling alright?" My father asked as though he were a bit concerned. I nodded and chuckled to myself.

"It's just time for me to act my age." I tossed aside my kunai and walked to my father's room that I shared temporarily until I had my own. I could hear them chattering about what just happened amongst themselves.

"What's happened to her Sasori? She was only outside for like fifteen minutes and suddenly my child is murdering people?" My father seemed concerned about my current mental state. I couldn't blame him, I was concerned about it too.

"She feels almost guilty for believing in Orochimaru's lies. She feels like she should've known and found you sooner." I heard my father sigh and I assumed about this time he would be rubbing his temples in frustration at himself.

"No, she did what needed to be done to stay alive. I should've kept looking for her and I shouldn't have given up and listened to what her mother said." My mother? Does that mean she made him give up on me? My head was pounding as I thought over the possibility that the woman who gave birth me convinced my father to give up on me. Did that also mean she helped Orochimaru? Did she willingly give me to that man? There were so many question's circling my head and although I needed to know the answers, I didn't want to know the truth that may come out of the answers I may find.

"Ayame?" I looked over Sasori as I heard his voice. He smiled softly and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Sasori, does that mean my mother handed me over to Orochimaru? Did she not care about me?" Sasori sighed and held onto my hand.

"I don't know. I don't know anything of your past but I'm sure she loved you." I shook my head.

"She didn't love me. She wouldn't have convinced my dad to stop looking if she did. I need to see more of that file Orochimaru has on the day I was taken. Maybe it holds the answers to my questions."

"Are you sure you honestly want to know?" I shook my head.

"I need to though. Will you help me break into Orochimaru's office?" He looked at me to make sure I was serious before nodding. I smiled at him and held his hand. I needed this and he would be the person to help me find what most call closure.


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