[Video Post // PRIVATE] [WAAAAY BACKDATED TO LIKE JUNE 10TH OR SOMETHING]
Man, what a pain in the ass.... [Kisame scrubs at his face wearily, sighing as he looks down at the Hitomi.] But if it might help with this whole memory thing, I guess it's got to be done. Okay, let's see, here....
[The Hitomi is set aside a bit, propped up at an angle so he can still be seen, but so he can flop back, get comfortable, and fold his arms behind his head instead of holding it. Matter of fact though his tone is, he sounds surprisingly candid; it's a trial to sit down and talk about himself so much, but he's making a good effort for Itachi's sake.] My name is Hoshigaki Kisame, and I'm thirty-two years old right now, a missing-nin from Kirigakure in Water Country. I've been rogue for nearly ten years now, and somewhere around nine and a half of those have been spent in Akatsuki. Uchiha Itachi was and is my first and current partner in the organization.
The last thing I remember before waking up here was extracting the Yonbi from its jinchuuriki, and heading to an inn with Itachi to rest and recover for the night. I don't remember any intervening time between that and this place, or anywhere called Somarium. Apparently I should, but..... well, I'll talk about that if I ever do get a clue again.
I was born in Kirigakure, just to a pair of ANBU, not a clan or anything. My mom was a rabbit mask--heh. those're always the worst ones, guaranteed--and my dad was a tiger mask. No, I won't bother with names; they'd probably want to kill me on sight or something anyway, so I might as well not give myself that. They were nothing all that special, I guess. Tou-san was a pretty cool guy, could keep up with most of the other jounins just fine, real solid sort when you got right down to it; I got a lot from him, I guess. Black hair, brown eyes, a little rough around the edges--you know, the works.
Kaa-san was..... beautiful, I guess. Long midnight blue hair, grey eyes, perfect complexion, perfect figure.... Everything. It was all just effortless. She was one of the high-ranking kunoichis, the sort that gets sent on all those spying type missions. I've never met a sweeter woman in my life, or one who could fuck you up so quickly and thoroughly, much less enjoy doing it so much. I guess they were both a little cracked, considering most ANBU are, but cracked in a pretty good way; as far as things went, they were pretty normal. They were good to me, and they didn't have to be. That means a lot.
Anyway. Fuck if I know--or anyone else knows, them included--how I ended up coming out of those two getting together. Weird, right? Luck of the draw in the genetic lottery, I guess. If I ever have kids, maybe I'll find out if it's a new kekkei genkai or something. Not that I think I ever will, so it's probably a moot point, anyhow. But regardless. Kirigakure was having a ridiculous amount of civil unrest back then, or I'd probably have been chucked from the beginning, drowned or smothered or something. They needed guys like me to save their asses though, even if none of them liked it, so they kept me around to see what they could make of me.
Or at least, they kept me around whether they wanted to or not; a couple kids tried to drown me once, when I was.... maybe four or something, and they were a few years older. Real smooth move there, genius. Kids that stupid deserve to die anyway. I freaked out and ripped the one trying to hold me down to pieces, while the rest ran; I had..... "issues" with control, back then. Heh.
.....But I'm getting sidetracked again. Long story short, I got into a hell of a lot of fights, but I had pretty good parents, so I was pretty cool with everything.That takes me most of the way through Academy, really. Good deal.
So I wasn't as smart as a lot of people, I'll admit that right now--never have been, honestly. But I'm seriously glad that I was good enough to skip ahead by two years so I could take the graduation exam at ten, 'cause back then, the one-on-one fights to the death between best friends were still in effect, and Zabuza hadn't yet made his grand debut. I would've coincided with him, otherwise--very nice timing. I met my friend at about seven years old, he was named Kaguya Kasumi--yeah, that clan. Karma's a bitch, huh? He had the bloodline--imperfectly, but still. It was enough to mark him as different, easily. He was a good guy, and smart, hell of a fighter for an Academy student--he could've just used a little more faith in himself, and he might've beem able to go places if he hadn't died. We.... shared a lot, I guess. Our views, our hopes, our lots, our dreams, our lives.... Everything. For a few years, anyway. [He sighs, a softer expression lingering for a moment; he looks almost wistful here, lingering in a moment of bittersweet nostalgia.]
We were both dreamers, for all the good it did us. We knew only one of us would be leaving the Academy alive, so we were counting on each other to carry the other's torch with us. But.... well, yeah. It was a pretty good fight, I'd say; we both gave it everything we had, and we both pretty much tore the ever-loving hell out of each other. I didn't want to collapse from blood loss before the thing ended, so I tackled him into the lake on our training field and dragged him down. He was still fighting even then, so I bit his throat out..... We just sort of--I guess I just sort of hung on as he stopped struggling. I kept us down there and watched him die; it seemed more appropriate to do it where nobody else could see.
So that was how I graduated. The skull on Samehada's pommel's actually part of his bones--it was a bitch to carve. Those things are stronger than steel. Anyway, I had to go to the hospital to get everything taken care of. I did go to talk to his family before I went, though, his parents and sister... he had a really cute little sister, actually. I helped her train in Academy, and she missed the whole Zabuza-killing-everyone incident; she graduated after, and I graduated two years before it. If I were average, I'd have been killed like the rest, I guess.....
I killed her, you know. His sister, I mean--during that ridiculous assault on Kirigakure their clan did. I killed a lot of them. I guess; I was around twenty, maybe? At any rate, I'm glad I won the fight, if Kasumi would've just died like a dog a decade or so later. What a waste....
[For a moment, he seems lost in thought, quietly staring off into space; soon enough, he disturbs himself from his own reverie, shifting awkwardly and sitting up straight.] .....So. Uh, I think covering ten years is pretty good for one entry, right? This stuff's not nearly as important as the things that happened after I joined Akatsuki, anyway. So I'll try to be more concise next time, and cover the next dozen years in one more round. [He leans forward and picks up the Hitomi, managing a half-hearted smirk as he turns it off.]
[The Hitomi is set aside a bit, propped up at an angle so he can still be seen, but so he can flop back, get comfortable, and fold his arms behind his head instead of holding it. Matter of fact though his tone is, he sounds surprisingly candid; it's a trial to sit down and talk about himself so much, but he's making a good effort for Itachi's sake.] My name is Hoshigaki Kisame, and I'm thirty-two years old right now, a missing-nin from Kirigakure in Water Country. I've been rogue for nearly ten years now, and somewhere around nine and a half of those have been spent in Akatsuki. Uchiha Itachi was and is my first and current partner in the organization.
The last thing I remember before waking up here was extracting the Yonbi from its jinchuuriki, and heading to an inn with Itachi to rest and recover for the night. I don't remember any intervening time between that and this place, or anywhere called Somarium. Apparently I should, but..... well, I'll talk about that if I ever do get a clue again.
I was born in Kirigakure, just to a pair of ANBU, not a clan or anything. My mom was a rabbit mask--heh. those're always the worst ones, guaranteed--and my dad was a tiger mask. No, I won't bother with names; they'd probably want to kill me on sight or something anyway, so I might as well not give myself that. They were nothing all that special, I guess. Tou-san was a pretty cool guy, could keep up with most of the other jounins just fine, real solid sort when you got right down to it; I got a lot from him, I guess. Black hair, brown eyes, a little rough around the edges--you know, the works.
Kaa-san was..... beautiful, I guess. Long midnight blue hair, grey eyes, perfect complexion, perfect figure.... Everything. It was all just effortless. She was one of the high-ranking kunoichis, the sort that gets sent on all those spying type missions. I've never met a sweeter woman in my life, or one who could fuck you up so quickly and thoroughly, much less enjoy doing it so much. I guess they were both a little cracked, considering most ANBU are, but cracked in a pretty good way; as far as things went, they were pretty normal. They were good to me, and they didn't have to be. That means a lot.
Anyway. Fuck if I know--or anyone else knows, them included--how I ended up coming out of those two getting together. Weird, right? Luck of the draw in the genetic lottery, I guess. If I ever have kids, maybe I'll find out if it's a new kekkei genkai or something. Not that I think I ever will, so it's probably a moot point, anyhow. But regardless. Kirigakure was having a ridiculous amount of civil unrest back then, or I'd probably have been chucked from the beginning, drowned or smothered or something. They needed guys like me to save their asses though, even if none of them liked it, so they kept me around to see what they could make of me.
Or at least, they kept me around whether they wanted to or not; a couple kids tried to drown me once, when I was.... maybe four or something, and they were a few years older. Real smooth move there, genius. Kids that stupid deserve to die anyway. I freaked out and ripped the one trying to hold me down to pieces, while the rest ran; I had..... "issues" with control, back then. Heh.
.....But I'm getting sidetracked again. Long story short, I got into a hell of a lot of fights, but I had pretty good parents, so I was pretty cool with everything.That takes me most of the way through Academy, really. Good deal.
So I wasn't as smart as a lot of people, I'll admit that right now--never have been, honestly. But I'm seriously glad that I was good enough to skip ahead by two years so I could take the graduation exam at ten, 'cause back then, the one-on-one fights to the death between best friends were still in effect, and Zabuza hadn't yet made his grand debut. I would've coincided with him, otherwise--very nice timing. I met my friend at about seven years old, he was named Kaguya Kasumi--yeah, that clan. Karma's a bitch, huh? He had the bloodline--imperfectly, but still. It was enough to mark him as different, easily. He was a good guy, and smart, hell of a fighter for an Academy student--he could've just used a little more faith in himself, and he might've beem able to go places if he hadn't died. We.... shared a lot, I guess. Our views, our hopes, our lots, our dreams, our lives.... Everything. For a few years, anyway. [He sighs, a softer expression lingering for a moment; he looks almost wistful here, lingering in a moment of bittersweet nostalgia.]
We were both dreamers, for all the good it did us. We knew only one of us would be leaving the Academy alive, so we were counting on each other to carry the other's torch with us. But.... well, yeah. It was a pretty good fight, I'd say; we both gave it everything we had, and we both pretty much tore the ever-loving hell out of each other. I didn't want to collapse from blood loss before the thing ended, so I tackled him into the lake on our training field and dragged him down. He was still fighting even then, so I bit his throat out..... We just sort of--I guess I just sort of hung on as he stopped struggling. I kept us down there and watched him die; it seemed more appropriate to do it where nobody else could see.
So that was how I graduated. The skull on Samehada's pommel's actually part of his bones--it was a bitch to carve. Those things are stronger than steel. Anyway, I had to go to the hospital to get everything taken care of. I did go to talk to his family before I went, though, his parents and sister... he had a really cute little sister, actually. I helped her train in Academy, and she missed the whole Zabuza-killing-everyone incident; she graduated after, and I graduated two years before it. If I were average, I'd have been killed like the rest, I guess.....
I killed her, you know. His sister, I mean--during that ridiculous assault on Kirigakure their clan did. I killed a lot of them. I guess; I was around twenty, maybe? At any rate, I'm glad I won the fight, if Kasumi would've just died like a dog a decade or so later. What a waste....
[For a moment, he seems lost in thought, quietly staring off into space; soon enough, he disturbs himself from his own reverie, shifting awkwardly and sitting up straight.] .....So. Uh, I think covering ten years is pretty good for one entry, right? This stuff's not nearly as important as the things that happened after I joined Akatsuki, anyway. So I'll try to be more concise next time, and cover the next dozen years in one more round. [He leans forward and picks up the Hitomi, managing a half-hearted smirk as he turns it off.]