The Flower That Blooms in the Darkness

Voices swirled around me. I was too muddled from all the medicine on the cloth to respond at the moment.

My subconcious swirled, and threw random visuals at me.

Finally, I opened my eyes.

Two red and black eyes stared into mine.

Two inches from my face.

"Whoa!" I yelped, and rolled over.

I fell off of a couch.

Much laughter ensued. My cheeks burned.

I stood up, brushed myself off, and glared at the person responsible.

And was he gorgeous.

He glared right back at me.

"All right, calm down!" a guy with a ton of piercings yelled over the laughter. Instantly, it was quiet.

"Well, Deidara, Sasori, explain why you brought this thing with you. Now."

"Leader-sama, we thought -- "

"What did you just call me?!" I interrupted the blonde one from earlier, directing my comment at 'Leader-sama'.

"I think you heard me." He said, not even looking at me.

"First off, you mother-fucking sexist, I'm a girl. Obviously, you've never seen one, you fag." I snapped.

Several gasps erupted, as well as several roars of fury. 'Leader' just stood there, and finally looked at me.

Well, it was more like a death glare.

Two can play that game, buddy. I death glared right back at him.

"Your insolence will not be tolerated here. Kisame! Deal with her." He directed a blue guy that resembled a fish.

"Fine by me, I need to let off some anger!" I went into my fighting stance. My hands were visibly shaking from all the anger I was holding in.

Kisame stepped forward obediently, and pulled something off of his back.

Then he was beside me.

I jumped into the air, doing two somersaults before I came back down, my foot connecting with his face, and used the momentum from that to backflip and land 9 yards away from him.

He howled in pain, and I grinned.

Wait, what's happening with me? Why am I enjoying someone elses pain?

I cocked my head to the side.

Ah, well.

Using the spare time before he would no doubt attack, I knicked a kunai from that one gorgeous guy, putting a slit in my skirt, from the waist down.

There. Now I can kick better.

A piece of hair fell into my face.

We can't have that! It's a distraction!

The cloth from the rip was then used to tie my hair in a pony tail, ribbon-style.

I smiled, then resumed my fighting stance just as Kisame charged at me and swung his sword across my hips.

And the bottom half of my dress fell clean off.

I flushed as howls and catcalls erupted from the crowd.

No! Not here, with all these guys around!

Kisame smirked at my flushed expression, and my whole body shook.

Suddenly, a pain erupted from my spine.

I screamed, and fell to my knees.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion then.

Kisame started to swing his sword at me.

Let me take over.

A voice rung through my head.

And I obeyed. Anything to make the pain stop.

Darkness filled my eyes and ears.

I was swept away.

~*~

I caught the sword with my hands, just as it was about to hit my head.

I giggled, which turned into full out laughter.

"What makes you think you have the right to kill me? Me!" I flung the sword out of reach, into a forest.

Darkness emanated from my chest, surrounding Kisame and I.

I chuckled at his frightened expression. He clearly didn't see me coming out of the girl, the Host's soul.

I grinned, revealing my fangs.

"Is the little fishy scared?" I mocked, circling him.

Then I pounced, claws first.

No! Don't kill!

Go away, you silly girl.Stop! Stop it!

Light blinded my vision, and I growled, but submitted.

Another time, then, perhaps....

~*~

The darkness vanished in what seemed like seconds.

I was standing over Kisame's body, shaking.

My energy seemed to fail me, and I fell over.

The last thing I saw was my bloody hands.