Konoha's Lost Kunoichi

Two Broken Souls Share a Drink

The puppets were attacking each other, the blades of their weapons glinting in the morning sun as they swung in high arches.

"That's not creepy at all." A sarcastic voice spoke from behind, nearly breaking my concentration and the threads that connected to my fingertips.

I glanced behind me to see Kaname leaning against the rail of his porch, his tired eyes resting on me while I practiced my puppetry.

I gave him a flat look but couldn't really argue with him. Puppets are kind of creepy. "From your personality I took you more as a Taijutsu type of girl."

I nodded, looking back at the puppets as I made them evade and take off into the air. "I am. But my Sensei was a master at puppetry." My thoughts drifted to Sasori.

There was sadness in my chest, but like all emotions, I shoved it to the side.

I promised him I'd work on it everyday and also expand my knowledge and try other styles.

I could feel his eyes still on my back but he didn't say anything. I snapped the strings and let them fall, turning to him. "Since I've been practicing on it for a while, how about we work on Blood Release."

His face didn't change and he headed back inside. "Nope."

I scowled at his retreating back before holding up my favorite finger to him.

"It's been a week. How much longer are we staying?" Hawaki asked, appearing on the roof behind as Haru, who stood next to him,  snickered at me.

I rubbed my head, looking at the house and willing Kaname to come back out. It's been a week since we started living here with him, and I haven't even gotten close enough to get him to teach me.

Maybe I should leave for now, I still have things to do.

Seeing where my thoughts were going, Haru's face turned serious. "As long as it takes. Remember, this is for her mental health." Hawaki sighed but his eyes found mine and held his own concerns with my mentality.

We can't leave yet. One of these days the blood lust will become too much and the other me will use that chance to snatch the reins from me.

I don't want to be like that. I don't want to kill every person in my sight. And I don't want to enjoy it like she does.

I hate how muggy my mind becomes. How dissociated I feel. It starts like I'm watching through someone else's eyes. Then I start forgetting things, then people. Then I feel the bloodlust tha has been creeping on me. And soon enough I start to crave it more than anything.

It disgusts me.

I haven't seen Sasuke in months. And it's hard to keep up with him in letters. He writes like he speaks.

Barely.

And that's a huge problem. I miss him and I hate being away from so long. His protection is Karin for crying out loud!

Not to mention that nitwit and a mentally unstable weirdo.

I winced a bit at my thoughts of Jugo. It's not like I can talk. And to be fair I've never met Suigetsu. But Karin? Girl can barely use her chain's.

"I need a favor from you guys." The boys glanced at each other before looking back at me wearily. "What is it?" Haru asked skeptically.

I nodded to Hawaki. "Introduce him to Sasuke. Regroup and exchange information. Then come back." I shrugged.

By the end of my favor they were both scowling at me. They opened their mouths to argue but I interrupted them. "You either go, or I go with you and abandon this." I gestured to Kaname and his house.