Maybe your not so bad. Maybe. (Sasuke Uchiha) Book 2

Chapter 17

         I looked down at my wrist and turned it.  I felt no pain and it wasn't bruised.  How the heck had I managed that?  I'm positive Sasuke broke it.  I got up and thought intently.  What am I?  Who am I?  My mind was decided as I walked to Pein's office.  Only he could give me my answers, and I was going to get them.

   I knocked on Pein's door and after he replied, I let myself in.  "Ahh Ryoko.  I was expecting you."  "I want answers and I want them now.  Who am I?  What am I?  What are my abilities?"  He chose his words carefully.  "Sit down and don't talk to me like that again."  I sat down and glared at him.  "Your abilities come from your father's side of the family.  He was a very powerful man.  I intended for him to join me but when I sent him on a mission, he fell in love with your mother.  He ran but he should have known better.  I killed him a few years later.  Once you had turned three.  Then a couple months ago I killed you mother."

   I glared and stood up.  I turned and then I heard him.  "Don't you want to know the full extant of your abilities?"  I gave a sharp nod and heard him speak.  "Itachi will teach you."  I felt my hands ball into fists as I glared at the ground.  I walked to the door,opened it, and walked out.  I slammed it shut and walked slowly to my room.

        I sighed as I felt defeated.  How did everybody else know about my abilities when I knew nothing?  I laid on my bed and let my thoughts wander to Sasuke.  Why couldn't he have just stayed?  Why did he have to leave?  I knew those answers though.  They just weren't the answers that I had wanted. 

     I grabbed some clothes and took another shower.  When I got done I walked slowly to the kitchen.  I was starving.

   When I got there I saw a bunch of the other members.  Of course none of them paid attention as I walked to the fridge and got my food out.  I listened as I began cooking.  "It's your turn to cook!"  "My cooking is crap!  Why can't you do it?"  "Mine tastes like crap!"   I couldn't help but chuckle as this conversation reminded me of Kakashi.  He couldn't cook well either.

    I set my meal on the table and grabbed a utensil.  I turned around as I realized it was deathly quiet.  All the members were staring at my food with hungry eyes.  I grabbed it and began eating.  I watched as their eyes looked like I had killed everything joyful in their life.

    Deidara came over and stared at my food.  "Could you make me some?"  "And me!"  I heard a bunch of chorus's.  I just nodded my head as I made them lunch.

   Once done I walked back to my room.  I opened the door and stepped in.  I felt something snag my arm and I turned around and screamed.