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Saturday 22 January 2011 photo 1/6
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[The next day; Day 12 of 31]
"oh god no…" Kisame heard Eru sigh and turned his head towards her. He was sitting down in the armchair and held a piece of paper in her right hand; the left was rubbing her forehead.
“What…?" Kisame asked and walked over to her. She turned to him and she had a very troubled expression on her face.
“It has been a couple of attacks against Konoha this week" she said and rested her head against the back of the chair, laying her hands on her stomach.
“The problem is that we don’t know who did it…" Eru said and Kisame sat down in the chair beside her.
“So?" He said and looked out on the peaceful Konoha in the late afternoon sun.
“But I have a good guess." She said and looked at him once again. “The Akatsuki, your friends...?" Kisame looked at her with suspicion, why would she believe that? None of the members ever cared about him, so why should they try to take him back now?
“Why do you think that?" he said.
“Because; there have been three attacks. The first one there was two guards in the entrance who became the victims. They survived, and said that the attacker didn´t die when he got stabbed in the chest." She said and looked at him. “We know that you guys have an Immortal guy in Akatsuki" Kisame sighted.
‘Hidan that idiot…’ he thought as he got an annoyed look on his face, that Eru actually found pretty funny.
“Yes… we have." He said. “The second attack..?"
“…It had been found some kind of “tentacles" on the spot." Eru said. “I assume that would be Kakuzu?" Kisame looked at her with confusion.
“How do you know his name?" he asked, she just gave him a slight smile.
“Don’t think we don’t have any information about the Akatsuki, hmm?" she said. “but yes, We know that was Kakuzu"
“And the third attack was the one that made most damage" she said. “A bomb, a witness said it looked like it was made out of clay"
“….Deidara." Kisame said and sighted. “That little bastard…"
“Bastard?" she said and could not help to giggle a bit. “I thought he was your friend…?"
“Nah, He´s more of a VERY annoying younger brother" He sighted. Eru smiled, it seemed like she was pretty amused when he talked about them.
“The Akatsuki seems kind of… fun actually." She said and got a dreamy look on her face. Kisame raised an eyebrow. Fun? Was she going to change sides or what?
“If you think so, why don’t you join us then..?" He said teasingly, she got wide eyed.
“Me? A criminal?" she said. “yeaah suuure. I admit you are a kind person, yes, but I don’t think that mass murderers would be “nice" So no, I’m not joining you" Kisame smiled, looking straight into her chocolate brown eyes. She got a slight color of red on her cheeks, but she didn´t look away.
“What?" she said, actually pretty annoyed.
“Nothing, you just talk contradictory" he said. She looked really confused.
“What are you talking about?" she said.
“Wasn´t it you who said I could be nice?" Kisame said and leaned closer to her. “Why can’t they?"
“….Damn you." She muttered and got on her feet, but only teasingly. Kisame stood up to and walked over to the window.
“Would it really be that horrible to be a criminal?" He asked, Eru looked down on her feet.
“I don’t know." She said. “It just… It just doesn’t feel right."
“What are you afraid of then?" Kisame said and turned to her.
“Afraid…?" Eru walked over to the window as well, laying a hand on the cold glass.
“Maybe loosing the friends I have here" she said in a low tune.
“I see." He said, watching maybe his only chance to take her with him fly away.
“But…" She said, Kisame got new hope. “I don’t either want to leave you." Kisame got wide eyed, and his heart was beating fast. What was that, her words, they were so simple, but so powerful at the same time.
“I’ve started too really like you" she turned her back against the wall beside the window, turning her face away from him. Kisame walked over to her, without a word, he dragged her away from the wall and into his arms. Pressing her body against his chest.
“Eh…?" was all she could say, she was literally speechless.
“What does “like" mean to you?" he said, Eru laid her arms around him and gripped the fabric of his black tank top.
“It means that I love you." She mumbled, hiding her face from him. Kisame pushed her even closer to him, afraid that he might break her. He bit his bottom lip hard, accidently draining blood by his sharp teeth.
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