Within a sub-base located in the fire country, multiple Akatsuki members reside together. Strangely getting along over a small excited five year old girl with long and messy strawberry blonde hair. She held out her little pale arms and ran around the room excitedly, meeting each of her family that was there.
"Papa Saso-Oji! Papa Saso-Oji! Un!" She screamed and ran up to the infamous red head from a dry sunny village, pulling on his long clad black cloak with red clouds.
This man was the child's favorite uncle, Sasori of the Red Sand. Despite his cold exterior, the little girl still smiled brightly. Sasori picked up the child and held her on his hip, giving her a narrow eyed look.
"What Hitomi..." Sasori muttered. Hitomi grabbed his face and leaned in close, her blue eyes wide with excitement.
"I love you, un!" She said with a giggle letting go.
"Tsk... Brat..." The red head cursed, a small smirk pulling at his lips.
"Jesus, why the screaming so early in the morning? Some people have hangovers you know." A gruff voice asked. Kisame, a shark like man from the mist stumbled in. A hand pressed to the side of his head, he gave a toothy grin as he saw the child in Sasori's arms.
"Ah the little pup is here. She's grown a lot since I last seen her, no deformities?" Kisame asked as he moved to the couch and sat down.
The small girl smiled and waved, "Hi Kisa-Oji!" Hitomi called happily as ever.
Kisame replied with a soft, "Hi pup." Hitomi giggled and held tightly onto Sasori, smiling back up at him lovingly.
However, Sasori frowned, narrowing his eyes at his fellow group member. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Kisame grinned, "Well it's obvious you and pretty boy genetically engineered a child in your gay lab. She looks a lot like you despite being pretty boy's child with this long lost woman he used to date."
Sasori rolled his eyes, "You are an idiot. Why would I ever want a child? They're annoying sticky little brats that leech off all your resources."
"Yet here you are holding Hitomi with a smile. You can't lie to me puppet boy, you are sweet on Hitomi." Kisama let out a hearty laugh.
Sasori rolled his eyes once more, stumbling when Hitomi started to struggle in his arms and drop to the floor like a cat. She then ran up to another person with black cloak and red clouds who had walked into the main area with the others.
"Itachi-nii! Itachi-nii! Un!" Hitomi called up to the single Konohan in the Akatsuki, climbing on to a chair and jumping into the man's arms.
"Hm." Was the stoic mans only response with a soft smile.
Hitomi figited looking at her hands, "I'm sorry I spilled tea on you." She said sadly.
Itachi poked her forehead kindly, "It's fine, Hitomi-chan. I'm all clean now."
Hitomi looked at his smile and gave a small one her self, "You need to smile more Nii-san, un!" She said happily, grabbing Itachi's face and mushing it into multiple directions.
"Look she greets me with a small 'hi' but runs up to Mr-Stick-Up-The-Butt like a bat outta hell." Kisame huffed, "She has a thing for cold assholes."
"I would fucking hope not, un. My sweet little baby only likes the Uchiha because he babysits her most often, un." A new voice said.
The energetic strawberry child turned to see another man with long blonde hair and slanted blue eyes similar to her own.
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When it Rains Red 2018-2019 (REWRITING)
Fanfiction- This isn't as bad as when I was 12 yr old writer but 15-16 yr old me wasn't perfect yet. There are some things that I am unhappy with but it won't be rewritten as a separate book. I'm still currently editing chapter so its expected that unedited c...
