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Chapter seven

The next morning I woke up a victim of my negligence to Jashin once again. I rubbed my eyes, experiencing a lot of pain. Opening them I screamed so loud my voice stopped midway.

I was lying on the floor, my own stake through my heart in the middle of a circle and triangle. Around it were the dead bodies of the feudal lord, his wife and daughter, all covered in blood. My eyes filled with tears as I roughly pulled the stake out of my chest and started checking if maybe one of them still had a pulse left.

"You're the worst guest ever".

My eyes tried to shoot flames at the ex-waterfall nin who stepped into the room, but failed as one of the tears escaped. I roughly wiped it away with my lower arm.

My hands moved to my hair, gripping it firmly and pulling it before I noticed my tank top sticking to my skin with blood. I pulled it until the fabric ripped, breathing so heavily I thought I was going to hyperventilate. Running out of the room, once again up the stairs to the shower, I stepped into it, shreds of clothing still clinging to my skin in some places.

I cried until I didn't see any other option. "I give… I give… I give…" every time I said it, I slammed my fist into the wall. Looking up to nothing I said "you win, I give, you win. I'll do it, just don't… just STOP!"

Dressing myself in a shirt and shorts I found in the daughter's room and the rest of my own clothes my face turned harsh. I could feel my emotions seep away with every step I took, walking down the stairs to where Kakuzu was waiting for me.

Closing the door behind us, we walked back to the Rain Village wordlessly.

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After reporting our mission to the leader, I disappeared into my room to think, meditate and think some more. I didn't come out until the nightmares started again a day or two later to kill someone in the streets. This continued until I was assigned a new mission.

"You, Hidan and Kakuzu are requested in a village in the Sand Country" the leader explained. I didn't even hear the mission details.

Walking out of the Rain Village, I didn't say a word. I guess Hidan tried to cheer me up, since he was trying to make eye contact, but I didn't hear him. Eventually he left me alone.

I watched the men bicker all day long, one of them caught a deer, we cooked it and ate it and slept in the woods that night. Well, they slept at least.

That night, watching them sleep, I decided I couldn't act like a baby any longer. This… thing had happened to me. It had made me immortal and in exchange, I needed to kill. It would make me unhappy, but at least I would have control over my own life like this. I figured I'd just have to get my happiness from other things.

I softly smiled at myself. Yes. I would start tomorrow.

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"Breakfast!" I woke up the men and showed them the food I'd made for breakfast. We ate before continuing our way to the Wind Country.

Hidan was eyeing me suspiciously. "What happened to you?"

"I guess I'm finally able to accept my fate" I smiled at him.

I could see from the look on his face that he didn't understand, but decided not to question this renewed attitude from the day before.

After another day of watching the men bicker and fight and myself joining in occasionally, we reached the village of destination. Looking around, I figured this was also a small task, since the village was tiny.

We found the only bar in town and went in for a drink. After a while Hidan was leaning his back against the bar, legs wide with a pretty girl in between them. He was smiling smugly at her, so I guessed she fell for his charms. I hoped she'd get what she wanted from him before he'd sacrifice her.

It didn't take long before my brother and the girl walked out of the bar, to the small inn where we had actually hired two small rooms, his hand on the small of her back, guiding her, unknowingly, into her own death.

Kakuzu and I both took another drink before upping ourselves and heading in the same direction.

I entered one of the rooms and stepped into the bathroom to wash my face. I drank a glass of water and walked back into the sleeping area to undress myself.

While I was doing this, the door suddenly opened and a fairly irritated Kakuzu stepped in.

"Your brother made a fucking slaughterhouse of the room next door. I'm sleeping here". He stated simply like that.

My eye twitched. "And you think I'm okay with it just like that?! Get him to clean it up and get out of here!" I covered my chest with my arms, even though there wasn't a lot to see, as I was still wearing my occasional tank top.

Kakuzu, ignoring my remark, just walked over to the bed and made himself comfortable.

"So where had you expected me to sleep then?" I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest, tapping my foot on the floor.

"I don't care".

Well that was helpful. I figured I wasn't gonna get rid of Kakuzu with words, so I decided to try actions. I had some ideas, but as I approached the bed I was getting uncomfortable. Was I really going to do this?

Fuck it.

I lifted the sheets and crawled in behind him. To my surprise, Kakuzu didn't even react to this.

My inner self started getting angry, but I didn't give in. Instead, I started tracing the stitches on his back, trying to piss him off. Even this didn't get a reaction out of the man.

When I started tugging on the cloth he always wore over his head he finally gave a reaction.

"What are you doing?"

"…" This was SO not the reaction I expected. What the hell was I doing?

Kakuzu turned over to face me. He stared me straight in the eyes and it made me nervous.

What was I going to do now?

I just looked at him, drawing a blank to his question. When he did nothing but stare back I tried to hide my face behind my hands, looking down at his shirt.

To my surprise, he caught my wrist. "What are you doing" he repeated, more demanding this time.

I pushed my free hand to his chest to make some distance. "I don't know" I admitted.

I looked away again until he released my wrist. He seemed to get more irritated by my reply and turned his back towards me again.

Looking at the back of his head, suddenly all the moments where he had touched me, which had sent the jolts of energy through my body returned. It was that moment when I realized I did know what I had been doing. I wanted that sensation coursing through my body again. I wanted him. I thought.

"Do you have stitches on your face as well? Is that why you wear the mask all the time? Are you embarrassed?"

His hand came down fast, aimed at my throat, but I was quick enough to block it. It hurt nonetheless, he was strong. The places he'd hit my arms would be bruised and blue by morning.

"Don't be like that. I'm curious". I moved the arm closest to him away from his, up to his face. I did it slowly, as if to give him time to think about it.

"I won't judge". I whispered as I softly gripped the fabric and started tugging.

He released the tension on his arm and grabbed my wrist again, never breaking eye contact.

When I didn't move my eyes away from his, he suddenly closed them and moved my wrist downwards. My fingers still tangled in the fabric, he slowly guided my hand to pull the mask of his face.

Long brown hair was exposed and some strands fell over his face before he stared at me again. I couldn't look away from his face. From the corners of his mouth stitches ran up to his ears.

When he realized what he'd done he quickly turned away from me again.

I placed my hand on his shoulder, pulling him back, hovering my face above his for a second before kissing him.

I guessed he needed some time to process what was happening, because it took a while before he moved his hand to my neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss, nibbling my lip and pushing his tongue into my mouth.

His free hand touched my neck briefly before making its way down to my chest, holding and kneading my breast through my shirt.

He pulled me on top of him to get us out of the awkward position we were in, my legs next to his sides, sitting on a lower part of his abdomen.

His hands moved under the hem of my shirt pulling it up a little, under my bra, his hands now making contact with the naked skin of my breasts.

I felt a shiver run through my entire body that left goose bumps and threw my head back, my eyes closed from the unknown sensation.

Moving his hands over my bra, he pushed my shirt up further and I stretched my arms up, bending over a little so he could pull it over my head. The bra followed shortly after, exposing my breasts to the cool air in the room.

He moved his thumbs over my nipples, then his hands down my stomach and up to my sides, pulling me forward into another deep kiss.

Leaning on one hand, I traced his jaw line, his neck, chest and his muscular abs with the other, while his hands moved down my back, into my shorts, touching the skin of my ass.

I figured he got tired of this, since he turned us over with one movement of sheer force, leaving me on my back now. He moved down a little so he was able to pull my shorts and underwear down in one fluid motion, discarding them somewhere on the floor of the room.

I became very self aware, noticing that I was now naked and he was still wearing all his clothes.

He didn't seem bothered by it as he leaned in again to kiss me on the lips, trailing down to my neck as he started rubbing my clit with one of his fingers.

This was soon becoming too much for me. My breathing became heavier and I couldn't suppress the occasional gasp as I felt myself getting wetter by the second.

"Ah… I… S-stop".

He wasn't planning on obliging as he moved a finger inside of me. I arched my back and pushed my nails into his.

"Kaku… zu…" I didn't want him to stop, but I didn't want it to go this fast either. My hands moved down his back as I tried to take off his shirt as well.

He let go of me and sat up, pulling it over his head quickly. He didn't make me wait long though, bending back over, taking my nipple into his mouth and positioned his hand back where it was, feeling my insides again.

He smirked darkly at my reactions to him being in me before taking of his pants to reveal his erection. He positioned himself in between my legs.

"Please" I breathed "Take it slow".

Another thing he decided to ignore as he pushed all of him into my wetness. He gave me a few seconds to get used to the feeling of a foreign body part inside of mine, but he probably didn't want to wait as he pulled out and pushed back in again, increasing his pace rapidly.

My gasps turned into moans, but when I moaned his name, he suddenly stopped and pulled out. High on the sensation of sex I tried to look at him through half opened lids, when I suddenly felt his hand gripping my side. With one hard push, he turned me over so I was on all fours.

His hands cupped my ass and he pulled it up. Not expecting this, my face flew down into the pillow. For a second I was scared he was going to fuck me in the ass, but I quickly got his intentions as he continued where he'd left off. This new position allowed him to get even deeper into me.

Getting up from my elbows onto my hands I was suddenly jerked up even more by his hand in my hair, pulling me closer to him.

His pace quickened to the speed I thought he was going to rip me to shreds, his skin clashing with mine harder and harder. My thoughts seemed to leak out of my head and I felt my body shudder. I couldn't control my limbs anymore as I felt every muscle in my body tense up before I came.

Kakuzu followed not long after that, releasing his semen inside of me.

Panting hard, I dropped my face back into the pillow after he had released his grip on my hair, stretching my legs so I was now lying on my stomach.

Kakuzu rolled off of me, getting back into his original position, back facing me before we both fell asleep.

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So this is the end, or is it?

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