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The night air always feels like a reward. You’re on your way back to your apartment, your nightly ritual having come to completion. You’re taking the normal back alleys trying to avoid as many bright lights as possible; after all, you are drenched in blood. A cigarette dangles from your lips as the breeze hits your now crimson skin, goosebumps appearing at the new sensation. The wrappings around your arms and shoulders growing cold.
“Fuck..should’ve brought a jacket..” You mumble as you take a set of fire escape steps up to a third-story door. The door jams a little after unlocking it. You throw your hip into it swinging it back into the wall behind it. You mumble curses under your breath as you slam it shut, aggravated by the new damage in the plaster. Blinded by irritation, you fail to notice the shadows sitting on your couch. Flipping on the light switch, you freeze up, “What the fuck?!”
“Hello (y/n).” Replies a man with orange hair and a bunch of piercings. His purple eyes stare into your soul. A woman with blue hair sits next to him, giving you an acknowledging nod of her head. They both are wearing black leather jackets and have a super intimidating aura to them.
“Hello random people on my couch.” You mutter out with a confused tone, “Why are you here?” The man points a finger towards your chest. Your heart damn near stops when you realize how drenched in blood you are.
“That is why we’re here.” Both he and the woman stand and give you a small bow, “We are here to ask you to join our organization.” The man’s voice is deep, a monotonous and commanding tone dripping from every word. The woman steps ever so slightly forward with a genuine look in her eye.
“We are with the Akatsuki. Leader-sama and I have been observing you and we believe that you and your abilities can aid us in our goals.” Her voice really didn’t match her expression. It was kind where her face was rather stoic.
“I see. Uh, what kind of..goals? If you don’t mind me asking.” Your curiosity got the best of you like it normally does. You lean against the nearest wall, blood immediately staining the white paint.
“To achieve world peace. We currently take bounty hunting jobs for various countries, collecting funds to aid us.” The man spoke again. You nod your head, hand rubbing your chin in thought. You don’t have anything else to do in life and honestly you’ve been looking for something interesting to change things up.
“Sure, why not?” You say with a shrug of your shoulders before continuing, “I do have a question or two.” You can’t help being forward. Life has been pretty dull lately, but you still had responsibilities.
“Ask away.” The blue haired woman says with a slight smile.
“Okay so, since you guys have been observing me, can I-” you’re cut off by the right side of your face beginning to shift. Large fangs protrude from your gums, your facial bones shift around, and long claws shot from your fingertips. The entire right side of your body now resembles something close to an oni, its fully black eye finally rolling into place, “don’t pussyfoot around it.” It warns you. With a sigh, you cross your arms and stand up a bit straighter, “Can I still eat people? Carnage is honestly what we live for..” You run a hand through your hair as you shift your weight around.
“Yes, as long as you conceal yourself. If it’s a bounty, do not mutilate the person beyond recognition.” Leader-sama replies. With that, you are fully convinced. The oni half of your face shifts back into what you normally look like.
“That will be all of my questions then. I guess I’ll get packed up and head out with you.” You turn to go towards your bedroom, but are stopped by a hand landing on your shoulder. You glance back to see the blue haired lady again.
“You might want to get cleaned up too. I’m not too sure how that blood will feel when it’s fully dried.” She gestures to the front of you. You chuckle and give her a thumbs up. She lets go as you continue back the hallway.
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Leader-sama and the woman now known as Konan drive you to a large warehouse type building in the heart of downtown. The metal on the surrounding buildings are rusted with the outer lights either broken or flickering. A bit of an eerie place, but not the worst area you’ve seen. You are now cleaned up and changed, no longer covered in blood, with a backpack settled onto your lap. The three of you step out and towards the tall building.
As you enter behind Leader-sama, you’re met with a pretty impressive layout. The interior of the building was set up like a large, metal home. A foyer and living room stretch out in front of you with a couple pairs of stairs nearby and tons of metal doors. Concrete and metal everything, that’s not ominous at all, but it’s honestly super nice for a hideout.
“Konan will show you your room, we will meet in 10 minutes.” Leader-sama speaks before entering a door to your right.
Konan leads you up a set of stairs and to the end of the hallway. She opens the door and steps to the side to let you through. Inside is a bed, desk, small chair, as well as two doors. On the bed is a jacket similar to Konan’s, black leather and with a visible red cloud on the back you hadn’t noticed on the other ones.
“The door by the bed is your closet. The other is to your bathroom. It’s not the biggest space, but I hope you can make it your own.” Her tone is calm and collected, obviously trying to soothe any possible worries you may have.
“Not too bad, Konan.” You say as you walk up to the bed, “Do all of the jackets have the cloud?” You ask while pointing down to it. Konan chuckles at your expression, stepping slightly into the room.
“Yes, I’m actually going to resew mine on later. It got ruined in a fight. I’m surprised you didn’t notice Leader-sama’s. Anyway, leave your bag and come with me. He doesn’t like to be kept waiting.” She urges you towards to door. You drop your bag and throw the jacket on, the feeling of the leather is a lot nicer than you anticipated.
Konan shows you back downstairs and to the meeting room. You can hear various voices on the other side, all presumably make it seems. Konan knocks on the door and waits. The voices quickly hush before a muffled “Enter.” is spoken by Leader-sama. The two of you enter the room, a large wooden table sitting in the center and taking up most of the space catches your eyes before anyone else. A throat clears and you glance up, meeting several pairs of eyes.
“(Y/n), these are the other members. Everyone, this is (y/n) (l/n). I’d prefer if you don’t give her a hard time.” Leader-sama says, his voice more commanding than what you’ve previously heard. A few chuckles are heard throughout the room as your brows furrow together. The purple eyes in the center catching your own. A smile creeps onto your cheeks as you cross your arms.
“I can handle just about anything, so don’t worry about me.” You say with pure confidence dripping from your voice. A couple of the guys in front of you start cackling; a sliver haired guy who bears way too much of his chest, a smaller blonde guy, and a huge guy who looks like a shark. You cock your head and raise an eyebrow to them, “What?”
“Oh nothing, I just couldn’t imagine a pretty thing like you to have such fire!” The silver haired guy huffs out as he wipes tears from laughing too hard.
“Hidan.” The guy next to him snaps. His red and green eyes holding the same intensity as Leader-sama. Hidan slaps a hand on the guy's shoulder and begins talking again, which you block out immediately. Konan sighs next to you as the orange haired man in front of you stands.
“One of you, show her around. Konan and I have other business to take care of. Expect a report soon.” With that, Leader-sama and Konan exit the room, leaving you under the gaze of several men. One with an orange mask and short black hair runs up to you with a bit of a wiggle.
“Ooooo (y/n)-chan! Tobi can show you around!” His childlike demeanor instantly catching you off guard. He takes your hand and pulls you out into the living room area. The utter excitement rolling off this guy is really brightening your mood after listening to that pervert. “This is the living rooom~. We watch movies and do things in here sometimes.” He drags you around the living room to a large dining room table with chairs all around it. “This is the dining room where we eat. It leads into the kitchen~!” He exclaims with a wiggle. Tobi continues to pull you around the hideout, pointing to every door and naming who it belongs to. Turns out, your rooms are next to each other. His final stop is in front of a huge metal door.
“Here’s where we train and spar together, except..~” his sweet personality drops a bit, “No one likes to spar with Tobi..” You can almost see the pouty look on his face through his mask. You pat his shoulder gently with your hand, giving him a kind smile.
“I’ll spar with you sometime Tobi.” He squeals at this and picks you up, spinning you around in a circle.
“Thank you (y/n)-chan~! I can’t wait to spar with you!” He places you gently places you back into the ground before running off down the hallway.
You suppress a small chuckle that tries to work its way out of your throat. With a sigh you head upstairs to your room, hoping to start unpacking. You shut the door and begin laying out your scrolls. The first is tools. You form the hand signs to bring out your usual tools. Your specialty is musical jutsus as well as a genjutsu you’ve perfectly mastered. To powder and use your instruments, you allow a flow of lightening and wind releases.
Your other half is a different story. The genjutsu you used only manifested itself after you fuse with your “so called” other half, Jiren. At least, that’s what you call him. He’s never actually had a name before. The oni appeared to you early in your life at about 14 years of age. He spoke of how you’re both two halves of one whole, being at your most powerful when fused. Though you can separate, it doesn’t happen very often.
You sigh as you begin putting your various instruments up around your room, placing your amps at the foot of your bed. Next you move onto the clothing scroll, quickly shoving the pile of fabric into your closet to deal with later. You released your final scroll, putting up toiletries in your small bathroom, as well as adding personal touches around the room; your own sheets and blankets on the bed and a rug on the concrete floor. You slide off the jacket and throw it on the bed, reaching for your pride and joy: an instrument that’s an electric guitar on the upper half and an electric bass on the bottom half. You throw the strap over your head, letting the guitar hang off your back. Grabbing an amp, you make your way back downstairs.
It’s now obvious you should’ve paid more attention to Tobi’s directions. You wanted to try and practice some more on a new jutsu you’ve been putting together, but can’t seem to find that large metal door. You huff as you remove the guitar from your back and throw yourself onto one of the couches in the living room. As you groan, various footsteps are heard coming down the hallway. The guys are finally coming out of the meeting room and into the living room. They all take note of you, Hidan already jumping on the opportunity to talk to you.
“Hey there babe, what’s that ya got there?” He smirks as he sits on the couch arm right above your head. You groan as you sit up, pulling your precious item close to you.
“Only my most valuable weapon and treasured guitar, Jimi.” You stand and make your way to the other side of the coffee table as the rest of the guys take seats on the couches. Tobi comes jogging into the room after the others.
“Everyone~! You didn’t introduce yourselves to (y/n)! Leader would be disappointed in your manners~!” He said as he makes his way over to you, clinging gently to your arm as he sways back and forth. Hidan obviously decides to go first, his cockiness already a total turn off.
“As you heard from my crotchety partner here, I’m Hidan.” He ends with a wink as he gestures with a thumb to the menacing guy next to him, “This is Kakuzu. He’s a bit of an ass, but he’s alright once you get to know him.” The green eyed gentleman huffs a bit, but doesn’t say anything. The blonde pipes up next.
“I’m Deidara, hm. My partner is good ole Sasori here.” He swings an arm around the red head next to him. The man looks damn near perfect, just like a doll. His eyes are unfeeling, a dead look across them as he gives you a slight nod. Great..another one like that.
“I’m Kisame Hoshigaki. It’s a pleasure.” The shark like man gives you a nod as well. He’s gigantic in comparison to the rest. His blueish skin amuses you greatly. Your eyes turn to the last one, a man with long black hair and onyx eyes.
“Itachi Uchiha. Nice to meet you.” His voice was rich like fancy chocolate. Pleasant on the ears. You nod to them all in response. Just as you go to walk away in search of the door again, Hidan pipes up.
“So, you can play that thing?” He gestures to Jimi hanging around your neck.
“Why else would I have it?” You lean onto your hip, irritation present in your tone. Hidan throws up his hands about to retort, “I was looking for some big metal door that Tobi showed me. I need to practice.” A couple of the guys chuckled as they all stood.
“Well, babe, let’s see what you can do. We’ll show you the way.” Hidan gestures for you to follow him, Tobi slightly pushing you forward. The guys follow behind, anxious to see what you’re about to show them. They’ve never heard of someone doing this kind of thing in their line of work and oh, were you about to give them a show.