Itae was going blind. She knew this. For the most part, like any of the other Akatsuki, she was at a level that most people couldn't hope to reach, even with her diminishing eyesight. However, that didn't mean the thought of losing her sight wasn't troubling. If there was one thing she could honestly say that she enjoyed, it was reading. The ( Read more... )

[Backdated to a few months ago, when all the Akatsuki were bored]Akasuna no Sasoriza was a badass hellbitch, by all reasonable accounts. Set her off, or simply catch her on a boring day, and she'd wipe out your country soon as look at you. Everybody knew it ( Read more... )

( It was unwise to push the subject, but Kisa knew that Itae tolerated her a little more than she did most people, if only out of necessity. )

Set sometime after this thread.

The day had passed relatively slowly, but that left Itae with plenty of time to consider the last fight. The Kyuubi Jinchuuriki had been right there. All she had to do was snatch the brat up and they could be ripping the demon out and be nearly done with it.

But that stupid brat with the weights.... Itae kept ( Read more... )

The hot wind that blew through the leaves spoke of endless sun and oppressive heat. Voiceless murmurs of a village hidden by blinding windstorms and blank rockfaces, too harsh for any plant to prosper, save for the most hardy. The taste of dust and sunbaked air, the faintest trace of voices on the wind. They were more than halfway through the ( Read more... )

( Not that eliminating every guard within a five mile radius would bother Itae, it would just be a little messy and not so enjoyable to explain to Leader-sama. )

Zabuya sighed and leaned back against the wall, panting from exhaustive training. Between the not quite dreaded return of Kabumi, Orochimayu's ominous silence (though by now, she was well-used to that) and Haku leaving for a mission, she hadn't had very much to do these past few ( Read more... )

[[Takes place about a week after The Great Escape, and before Kabumi returns to Orochimayu and The Sound]]

Life, Sasoriza had just decided, is a bitch.

She frowned as she looked up at the posterboard of one-hundred-and-ninety-two ice cream flavour combinations; then smiled, licking her lips.

( Life is defintely a bitch. Life is -my- bitch! )

As silent as a leaf on the wind, Haku moved along the road. She dressed in the simple boy-cut blue yukata she wore when not on 'active duty' and appeared to any who passed by the son of a farmer or fisher, perhaps, returning home from his travels. That was close enough, Haku was on her way to the Water Country, but was only just now passing through ( Read more... )