"Y-you killed everyone!" she sobbed, staring at me in horror. "You're nothing but a murderer!" "No, I'm not. But even if I were, I wouldn't care."

"The Akatsuki were settled in their main room, each doing what they usually did. It was peacefully quiet until a familiar voice barked, "Oi-fuckers!" On cue, all of them inwardly sighed, including the emo Uchiha as they didn't even bother to look up as the silver haired Jashinist stomped rather angrily into the hideout. He breathed a heavy sigh like a pissed off cattle before he jerked his thumb behind him, "If any of you laugh, I swear by Jashin, I will sacrifice you all-" That was when a girl about six years old emerged from behind him, looking bored with an almost stoned expression on her face. She was a tanned brunette with roughly chopped hair and a pair of storm grey eyes. There was a spray of freckles on her nose. She was holding a half eaten apple and biting into it, let out a loud crunch that broke the awkward atmosphere." **** Meet Mei-the snarky, sometimes bratty six year old who becomes the newest addition to the Akatsuki.

His mask fell at her feet, cracks evident of its soon-to-be short lifespan, but its structure still in one piece. With unsteady hands, she picked up the mask he always stood proudly behind and slid it over her face. As she blinked away silent tears, her eyes changed. This was his gift to her.