I feel the surface underneath me moving slowly. I groan, not wanting wake up. The person underneath me chuckles.
"Rina. It's time to wake up."
I hug the person tighter, refusing to get up.
"Nooo", I moan.
I feel a hand touch my hair and brush through it. I smile and snuggle into the warmth. Wait. I share a bed with Itachi. Oh kami.
I laid my chin on his chest and look up at him, not bothering to even jump away. I've been waking up like this for the past 2 days. I easily got used to it.
"I did it again, didn't I?" I half-smile.
"Hn."
"Sorry", I yawn, "I guess it's a habit. I grab onto anything near me when I sleep so..."
I push myself off and grab my ninja clothes on the way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, using Itachi's shampoo and everything, so basically I always smelt like him. I smile. I quickly finish getting ready and run out of the bathroom to see Itachi packing a few things.
I throw my pyjamas on my piles of things in the corner. I pull out my Akatsuki cloak out of the pile as well as my katana, a pouch full of weapons, and a small medical kit. I put my hair in a loose braid, so it wouldn't get in the way of training. I slip on gloves to reduce the amount of scratches I get from fighting.
"You ready?" Itachi asks.
"Yeah. Let's go."
He holds his arm out and I grab on to him. Just having him next to me made me smile. It's terrible. It's like Sakura clinging onto Sasuke. I shudder internally. No one wants to be like her, especially me. Another reason I am thankful for leaving Konoha. No more Sakura. I smile slightly. Finally, but why does it seem so lonely? I couldn't be missing that annoying pinkette.
"As soon as you finish training, the three of us are leaving", he explains shortly. I nod.
Kisame stood at the end of the hall, packed and ready to go. We follow him out of the hideout and far into the forest, so I couldn't destory the hideout on accident.
"I told Pein we are leaving straight after training. We're not going to use much chakra since we have a mission straight after", Kisame explains, "You brought your katana, right?"
"No, Kisame. I'm going to do sword training without a sword", I drawl sarcastically.
"Yeah, yeah", he grunts.
He stops abruptly and turns around. He has a sharky grin on his face. Get it? Sharky? Yeah, no. I'm still half asleep.
"Let's start. Itachi-san. I'm going to have to ask you to leave your dear Rina and watch on the side", he lightly teases.
Itachi leaves without saying a word, but send Kisame a death glare. I narrow my eyes at him darkly. Kisame chuckles, clearly enjoying this.
"Ok, let's see this katana of your's", he grins.
I unsheath the beautiful weapon and gave it to Kisame. He was one of the Seven Swordsmen, so I would expect him to be a sword expert. I watch him look at my katana thoroughly, his brows furrowing once in awhile.
"It's made of obsidian, so it can take in great heat. It's sharpened in a way so it can cut through almost anything. That's all I really know. I haven't seen a sword like this ever in my life", he scratches the back of his head.
"So it won't burn if I add fire to it, right?" I ask.
He nods.
I grin, "Good."
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The Fallen Angel (Uchiha Love Story)
FanfictionNakama Rina. Since birth, she's been given titles well-known to the shinobi population. Her life is, and will always be, a struggle. She's seen things that shouldn't be seen through adolescent eyes. She's experienced things that the young shouldn't...