Everyone at the kitchen table was just sitting and talking, and somewhat ignoring Deidara’s rambling about art. They stopped when shouting came from the hall. It was obvious something was going on, but what they weren’t expecting was a kid. At least two of them weren’t. Hidan was cussing like an idiot about how it was the same girl from earlier while Deidara was flipping out, completely oblivious to what was going on. Kisame thought he must have been the only one with a brain, the way the others were acting. Then again, he didn’t really care. When the girl tripped and then tried to run off again, he stood and picked her up. “Who the heck are you, kid?”
The girl’s eyes were squeezed shut as she tried squirming out of his grip. “I didn’ do it!”
“Do what?”
That was when Itachi charged into the kitchen seething mad. “I’ll kill that little intruder!”
“I didn’ do it!” she shouted again.
Kisame put out a hand and stopped the Uchiha in his tracks. So she managed to tick him off? “Woah, hold on! Calm down, Itachi!”
Instead of doing that, he pulled out a kunai. “Hand her over dammit!”
The shark nin scowled. “That’s it…” He put the toddler on his shoulder, well out of Itachi’s reach from his position, and she latched onto his head to keep her balance. It was irritating, but not as much as Itachi’s attitude. No one orders me around like that! “Chill the hell out, and tell me what the big deal is!”
Before Itachi could lash out, Sasori appeared in the walkway and had him restrained with chakra threads. “Touch that kid and Konan will have your head, Uchiha.”
“What the f**k are you talking about, puppet boy?” Hidan snapped.
“Yeah, what’s she doing here?”
Kisame smacked Deidara over the head with his free hand. “I bet if you shut up for five minutes we’ll find out, blondie.”
“Bite it, hm!”
“How ‘bout I bite you?!”
“Both of you, shut up and pay attention,” Sasori raised his voice, but his expression remained nonchalant. “Zetsu found the girl and brought her in. She’s to be cared for and if any of you harm her anymore than she already is, Konan will personally skin you alive.”
Itachi about blew a fuse. “What?!”
“Wait, you’re saying plant freak brought her?”
“Yes,” Sasori responded.
Hidan burst out laughing. “You gotta be f**king kidding me! That’s like me making friends with a person before I sacrifice them to Lord Jashin! It’s asinine and unrealistic! What the hell is he thinking?” He was laughing so hard he could have coughed out a lung.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, funny as hell.” Sasori rolled his eyes. From what Kisame could tell, that meant the Jashinist’s analogy of the situation wasn’t even close to what was actually the case. “Just keep her out of trouble.” He released Itachi and left.
That reminds me. “Okay, kid, let go.” He pried her arms off and set her down. She immediately hid behind him. Kisame smirked. “Heh. You scared the hell out of her, Itachi.”
“Good. Keep the brat away from me.” He put the kunai away and glared at the girl. After a moment, he left as well.
“Tch. He’s the brat for overreacting.” Kisame smirked. In fact, he’s lucky I didn’t decide to kill him for pulling a weapon on me. “Hey, blondie, have you ever seen him that pissed off?”
“Hm.” He leaned back in his chair. “No, I don’t think so. I actually thought he was emotionless before now, yeah.” He smacked Hidan on the arm. “Quit laughing already, hm! It wasn’t that funny!”
Hidan slowed to a chuckle. “You just don’t have a sense of humor.”
No, you’re sense of humor is just demented. Kisame thought. All someone had to do was say the word “blood” or “death” and he’d be thrown into a laughing fit. His sense of humor was certainly not something anyone would consider normal. “Well, anyway,” Kisame moved away from the girl and sat back in his chair with his arms folded. He watched her scramble to get to the space between him and Deidara and sit against the wall. Probably making sure Itachi can’t get to her easily. “Not just anyone can get my partner that angry.” His laugh echoed off the walls. “That’s more than I could ever get out of that little twerp!”
“You’re blue...”
The shark nin looked at the toddler, wondering about her sudden statement. As did the other two. “And?”
She shrugged. “I dunno.” Her tone suggested what she observed was nothing out of the ordinary.
“Really?” Hidan and Deidara spoke at the same time.
“Hey, shut it!” He glared at them then looked back at the girl, not being able to help but feel somewhat offended she even pointed it out. “So is how I look a problem with you, is that it?”
Now her eyes were wide, but she shook her head.
No? Kisame narrowed his eyes, not sure if she was lying or not. He was about to say something, but Hidan beat him to it. “Yeah right!” The Jashinist said at the top of his lungs. “That injury of yours must have made you blind, runt!”
The toddler rubbed the back of her head at the statement. It was like she didn’t know, or plain forgot, the bandages were there. She looked at him with a confused expression. “Why?”
“Why”? C’mon, he’s a freak!” He laughed again.
That bastard… Day in and day out Hidan was on his case about how he looked because of a damn bloodline-limit. At first it wasn’t that big of a problem, since Kisame simply ignored him. But then Hidan made it sound so god-awful all the time, it was getting to the point Kisame wanted to rip him apart. At least Deidara was smart enough and kept his mouth shut despite the agreement he showed with a snide grin. Just you wait, he thought. I’ll kill you both here in a minute!
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Suteta - (Akatsuki fanfic)
Fanfiction(@NarutoWattyAwards entry 2017) ( #10 in Naruto, Aug. 28, 2021! ) Title translation: "Abandoned" Zetsu, a member of the notorious Akatsuki, comes back from a mission during the middle of a freak snowstorm, finding a toddler injured and freezing to...