Howl of Konoha Book II

Konoha's Movements

It was a long night.

Even though I never fell asleep, it sure as hell felt like I did. As if my night terrors had some how come to visit me while I sat in Sasori's bed staring at the wall. Being alone does that to you, y'know. I felt small twinges of anxiety inside me. It wasn't enough for me to completely freak out like I normally would but the pain was still there, twisting the knife deeper and deeper into my very soul.

It hurt. That's the problem with getting attached to someone. When they leave you, you just feel lost. I don't think I'll ever learn my lesson. I relied on people far too much than it was needed and I'm the only one left regretting it in the end.

It was morning and the meeting would be starting soon. I pulled the bed sheets off of me and swung my slender legs over, resting my feet on the floor. I pulled myself up, made the bed, and left the room. I craved a hot shower so the minute I entered my own room I grabbed my clothes and a towel and headed into my bathroom.

I waited for the water to heat up as high as it would go before stepping in. The water hit my skin and I hissed in pain from the heat. After a few minutes my body became numb from the pain and relaxed my tense muscles. I rested my forehead on the cool wall tiles, droplets of water falling from small strands of my light blonde hair. I stayed like that for a while thinking before washing my body and hair. When I was done I turned off the faucet and stepped out, wrapping a white fluffy towel around my curvy frame.

The steam from my shower fogged up the bathroom mirror. I whipped away the condensation and stared at my reflection. I looked better than I did yesterday. That's always a good thing.

I stared at the stripes on my ears. None of them seemed to have disappeared overnight thankfully. I gently touched them with the pads of my fingers making my ears twitch in response to the contact. Sasori was the first person in three years I had lost and I honestly thought that part of my life was over. I pray to god he was the last. I'm sick of fearing the death of anyone I let in past my walls, better yet, I'm sick of life in general. It's moments like this where I'm left to myself that I think about what my life would of -could of - been if none of this shit ever happened. How much different would my life be?

I exited the bathroom and got changed into my mission clothes then sat on my untouched bed drying my hair and tail. I walked over to my bedside table and pulled out my set of kunai from my mother and threw on my Akatsuki cloak and ring. Once I was finished getting ready a knock resonated from my door. I opened up and found it weird that Konan was the one on the other side. Usually it would be....

I shook my head erasing the painful memory from my mind and greeted her. I closed my door and followed her out and down to the main room. Me and Konan took our seats and the meeting commenced.

"Now that everyone is here this meeting can start." Pein said. I noticed him glancing briefly in my direction. I set my emotionless mask on my face and ignored his looks of worry and sympathy. I clenched my jaw irritated and continued to focus on what Leader was saying. "Konoha has somehow gotten wind of our plans and are steadily building up countermeasures in case we decide to make the first move. This isn't the first time they've interfered and it definitely wont be the last."

"What do they know?" Black Zetsu spoke.

"They know we are after the jinchuuriki and from what I've heard are sending ninja out to protect them from us. Also, although I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I have reason to believe they know the location of our hideout."

The table erupted in testimonies and disbelieving looks.

"What's that mean for us?" Kisame asked, eyebrows furrowed.