Living Without A Name [FINISHED]

Sweet Betrayal

Where am I going?

I walked along the trees, on a now muddy path caused by the pouring rain. I sighed to myself as I smelled the familiar scent of blood coming off my body. I’ve been walking for hours, in some random direction. My head throbbed at all the questions banging around in my mind. But one in particular seemed to scream the loudest. Why did Pein help me? 

Apparently everything I ever loved was taken from me. I lost what I thought to be me friends. The only person I ever loved abandoned me. There was surely no importance in my life anymore. My feet shuffled through the dirt, causing noises I didn’t honestly care about. I gripped my wrist that held my tattoo, and dug my nails into my veins. How could I be so stupid?

I continued walking down the road, looking around for any living thing. I was about to give up hope until I felt a presence close behind. I stopped dead in my tracks. I knew that familiar chakra. I looked down to the ground, and sighed. “What do you want?” I asked towards them. 

“To talk.” Deidara replied, but not in the evil menacing voice I’m so used to.

“Look, I’m not stupid enough to fall for the same trick twice.” I mumbled, turning towards him. When I saw him, my eyes widened. His cloak was off, his shoes were missing. His hair was out of it’s band, falling down past his shoulders. I raised my brow at him, and he seemed to catch on. “I was sleeping when you left,” he explained, “I thought I missed out big time on the whole plan. I’m supposed to come and get you, to bring you back, but.. I can’t. Not now.”

“And why not? What ever stopped you from causing me misery before?” I spat at him. I had it with everyone. Why can’t I just be left alone? “Look at yourself.” “What do you mean?” I yelled, confused. “Your… close to death, Shiro.” I gasped as he said my real name. Also because of the rest of the sentence. “How do you know my name? And what do you mean, ‘close to death’? I feel perfectly fine!”

“Everyone knows you name. We’ve known your name since the begging. And as for your second question..” He trailed off, then pointed to the nearest puddle, requesting for me to see my own reflection. I looked back at him, then walked over to the small pool of water. My jaw dropped. 

My face had gone completely pale. My face was so clear you could faintly see my veins. My eyes had dark rings around them. I turned back to Deidara, who looked at me with sad eyes. “What… happed to me?” I whimpered, sliding down a nearby tree, then sitting there in shock. “You were given that by Itachi.” “What?” I snapped. “When? Where? Why?”

“When he first gave you that tattoo,” He gestured to my wrist, “that ink had a poison in it. It spread slowly, but now it’s getting bad.” He walked over to me, and sat down next to me. “So… why do you guys want me back if I’m just going to die anyway?” I went silent for a while, staring down at the ground. Then he finally spoke,

“To watch you suffer.”

That was enough to make tears fill my eyes. I was so confused. How could this have happened? Have I been that blind? Could I not see them sharpening their knives, right in front of me? How could of I had fallen in love with the mastermind of it all? Befriend second in command?

“Why me?” I whispered into the air. I gripped the dirt beneath me. “From the very beginning… I knew my life was…. Why me?!?! Why have I been the one chosen out of millions to have the worst life of them all? I shouldn’t of left home… I-… I shouldn’t of went on that mission…. I SHOULDN’T OF BEEN BORN!” I screamed, sobbing into my pants, clutching my knees for dear life. Deidara just looked as if he had seen this all before. He kept a firm grip on the gray skies, with a sorrow expression. I reached for his hand, and gripped it. “Why did you choose me?” 

“We didn’t. You chose us.” “huh?” “You came after me, remember?” He turned to me, smirking. I kept giving him the save confused look. “We were actually going to get someone else, but you interfered, and you became our victim.” “But why were you going after someone?” He paused, then said, “Well, you see-” 

He was interrupted by a flying kunai that hit the space between our heads. We both jumped and turned into the direction of the knife, and found Itachi standing there. “That’s enough, Deidara. Go back. I’ll take care of her.” I looked down, and hugged my knees tighter. He was the last person I wanted to talk to. I heard Deidara get up, and walk over to Itachi. Then the footsteps stopped. I looked up to see them in each others face, Deidara having the biggest scowl I ever seen on him. 

“No.” Deidara spat. Clearly they didn’t get along. Then all of a sudden, Deidara stumbled back, a shocked but pained expression clear on his face. “Leave. Now.” Itachi’s voice rose, sounding like a million whispers coming together. Deidara’s growl appeared, but he disappeared in a flash. Itachi turned back to me. I hid again, feeling like a scared child begging for mercy. What has happened to me?

His footsteps became louder as he approached me. When they stopped, I heard, “Get up.” I did as I was told, still keeping my eyes firm grip on the ground. He lifted my shirt up without any notice, and expected my wound. I didn’t move. His light, cold fingers brushed against it, making me flinch. I could feel his gaze burning through my head, but I didn’t dare look up. 

After running his fingers repeatedly over it, he surprised me by pushing on it, hard. I gasped and pushed his arm away. It felt as if a rock has hit me there over and over. I heard his chuckle over the rain. “Like it? This is one of my greatest creations. I hope you appreciate it.” He said, gesturing to my stomach. I frowned, then replied, “Why? Why did you do this to me? How could you betray me?” He laughed again, the slicked, “You really are stupid, aren’t you? I never betrayed you, because I was never on your team in the first place.” 

Okay, that hurt a little bit. I suddenly had a strange feeling of being uncomfortable. I felt so strange, that I knew I couldn’t stay in that spot any longer.

“Itachi?” I asked, looking up at him. “Hmm?” “I’m going to leave. I know I won’t be able to get that far in this condition, but… I don’t want any of you to follow me. Please? Lend me the least bit of mercy so I can die in peace.” I whimpered, holding my tears in. 

If this plan was going to work, I would have to act now. Here goes nothing.