August 13, 2006
Does this color look like blood? Good. It was supposed to. My
name is Amaya-Chan and I will be writing in you from
now on. Yes, I know that Kiriko used to write
in you. She's dead. Get over it.
Not that I enjoyed killing a little girl, but Itachi-Dono ordered it. Something about testing my abilities. It's not my fault that
I'm loyal... Okay, so maybe it is. But in the end, I'm just a normal fourteen
year old girl employed by an Akatsuki member, just
like everyone else...
Oh crud. My nail-polish has blood on it. Not that I really care, but
Itachi-Dono says that I have to at least follow that rule for the Akatsuki. I guess I'll have to splurge on a super-sized
bottle of nail-polish and nail-polish remover next time I'm out.
Well, I can see why people write in these useless hunks of paper. I feel
freer already! Oh, wait, Kisame-san is calling me. -sigh- I had better go, then. I wonder if he has
Ja Matta!
~Amaya~
August 15, 2006
Aagh.
I think most girls would apologize for not writing yesterday. Thank the Kamis
that I'm not most girls, eh? However, I do suppose that I ought to jot down
what kept me, even if the only thing that's going to see it is a lump of paper.
Let's se... After I stuffed you into my Katana sheath (Gotta find a better
hiding place- your cover is all scratched up.), I went out to find out what Kisame-san wanted. He didn't have any dumplings, but he did
have a super-sized bottle of nail-polish and some nail-polish remover. He's so
thoughtful sometimes.
He made me sit on his bed while he did my toenails, kinda like I've seen him do
with Itachi-dono, 'cept he didn't leer at me. I'm
starting to think that Itachi-dono and Kisame-san are
having an affair. Not that surprising- I mean, if they're both... Um... Anywho.
Not that I would know. I mean, I'm only fourteen. But I know enough to keep my
eyes open, and... Well, yeah, anyways. Where was I...
Ah. Halfway through the second coat of nail-polish, Itachi-dono walked in,
looked at my bloody nails, and then looked at me. I woulda
shivered, but then Kisame-san would have smeared the
nail polish.
Itachi-dono is so scary at times. I mean, for the most part, I'm immune. Must come with being around him for so long. Itachi-dono
told me that I was to go to this place called 'Konoha' next month. I got the
feeling that I would be going sooner if not for my need to heal after the last
trial he put me through. Training and all that. As
strong as I am, I'm no match for Itachi-Dono.
When my toenails finished drying, I let Kisame-san
paint my nails- I wonder, was he just feeling particularly helpful that day?
Ah, well, I'm not complaining, 'cause I tend to mess up the polish. And then we
took off again. We didn't stop for quite a while- thus my absence. Now I'm
sitting by the rather small campfire, writing. Kisame-san
is out at the river a mile or so away, fishing, and Itachi-dono is...
Well, I don't know, but he usually lets me sense him before he comes back, so
I'm confident that I can hide you before he shows up. My stomach is rebeling- I haven't eaten in four days. I've gone longer,
but it really isn't pleasant to go for more than three days without food.
Ah, there's Kisame-san with the fish, and I can feel
Itachi-dono heading back. Ja Ne!
~Amaya~
September 9, 2006
Well, I guess that you now know that I won’t be writing in
you regularly. In all honesty, I kinda forgot you were here, but I found you
again when I was packing up for Konoha. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to
write in you until... well... now. Ano, what's with Itachi-dono these days?
He's so... moody. He hasn't spoke to me since he told me I was to go to Konoha.
Anyways. I used
what little money Kisame-san saw fit to give me to
rent out a one-room apartment. There's only a bathroom and a bedroom, but it
works. And there are sleazy men downstairs, so I go out the window despite the
fact that I'm on the second story. After all, I'm supposed to be
'inconspicuous'. Bleh.
It turns out I missed Graduation day by a bit, but that's
okay- I'm pretending to barely have enough skills to pass classes. It fits with
my whole 'shinobi-less clan was slaughtered' story. I ran into Kakashi first-
you know, the dude with the funny mask. Itachi-dono
said not to let my guard down around him, so I told him my {false} story, and I
thought that I heard the Kitsune snarl something about Itachi-dono.
Ne. I only know him
from younger pictures of him, when he was twelve, but I'd recognize the eyes
anywhere- I've never met anyone with such bright eyes. He was with Kakashi and
the pink-haired chick. Sakura, she introduced herself as. I already don't like
her.
However, I met the two Hyuuga
children- though they're both older than me. Hinata and Neji.
Personally, I don't think either Neji or Naruto
measure up to Itachi-dono and Kisame-san. (Don't look
at me like that. So what if he's blue and has gills?)
But I liked Hinata. She has a lot of hidden potential
that is just waiting for the right time to burst out.
And she seemed to like me- maybe it was because I promised
not to tell anyone when I saw her staring at Naruto. (She blushes a lot.) In
return, she promised not to tell that I was staring at Neji.
(What? I never said he didn't look good. Besides, he's more my age than
Itachi-dono and Kisame-san.
I got a special deal- I get to train with Hinata, when she has the time off from her Chuunin duties,
as long as we promise not to hurt each other too badly. Tsunade-sama said that
with the potential I have, I should be a lot better than I am. Pfft. She doesn't
know the half of it.
I also picked up a stray cat. How did I manage that? I dunno- I always thought I'd hate a pet, but when Hinata came to me with the kitten, I couldn't resist. This
settled down way of life has grown on me. I think it'll be hard when
Itachi-dono calls me back.
Ne, I'm gonna go to bed- Hinata's
gonna train me at the Hyuuga Compound tomorrow, so we
can get some advice from Neji. (He's not as stuck up
as I thought he'd be.)
Night!
~Amaya~