Fallen (Akatsuki Fanfic)

[kararayn]

Hi, authoress here. Sorry the intro is kinda short, but I'm gonna try to make the next chapter longer.
*Notes:
"talking..." = regular
talking... = thoughts
bold = at the same time
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Fallen - Chapter 1 : It begins:
I have never been able to cry loudly.
I haven't been able to for as long as I can remember.
But that day I couldn't hold back anymore.
It was a day I will never forget.

***

"Please..."
this can't be real...
"I'm...so...sorry..." he whispered.
I have to...
"No..."
don't go...
"I...I..l-love..y-you...k-kara..." he said, softly.
I'll miss you...
"I love you..."
please stay...
"Please....forgive me..." he whispered, kissing me softly.
I have to do this...
"You're...always forgiven..." I kissed his lips, gently.
I'll miss you too...
Goodbye...

[kararayn]

Chapter 2 - This is How we say Goodbye

The smell of ashes, and burning flesh clung to the air, even to those much farther away, then she was. Collapsed to the ground, and on her knees, she stared at the charred ground, though she wasn't burned. Her thoughts were tracing back; reliving it over, and over again, in her mind's eye.

The man, that had come to them, asking for her help. Saying that his brothers had been hurt by some rogues, and covered in blood. As a medic, she hadn't refused, and her partner, her fiance, had gone with her, offering protection, in case of further attack. They had let themselves be led, to a small humble home, cracked, and stained with blood. But the man had disappeared soon after, revealing it had been a trap.

They had found themselves facing a former mentor. The same reddish - brown locks, and those terrible, hatred - filled eyes. Her partner, had placed her behind him; trembling with both terror, and rage. He had glared at the demonic seal upon her fiance's chest, while she shuddered in fear of what he would do.

She could hear him telling her to stay out of the fight, even as he struggled to break free of the man's relentless offense. Seeing a second clone headed toward his unguarded back, she had rushed forward, destroying it; only to be trapped in the thick rubble of an earth-based jutsu trap. Squeaking in surprise, as she could no longer move, she called out.

"What would you do...Hiroshi..if I were to kill this woman?" the man spoke, quietly taunting.

"Let her go!" her fiance's face stricken with horror.

"You know I cannot do that.." he replied, smirking.

Biting his thumb, and smearing the blood on his palm, he slammed his hand onto the ground. Dark, smoky fumes, began to rise, as the demons he controlled, rose to his calling. "Rakoku!" Hiroshi yelled, causing the other man's eyes to open wide in surprise. While he was offguard, a red blur, broke her free, and placed her beside her partner once more.

"Well played...but you are too late.."

"What do you mean?!" she had yelled.

"Look on your chest, girl..." Rakoku pointed at the small black crest upon her collarbone.

"What is that?" she asked, looking up at the red demon.

"That bastard...Leon...placed a curse on you," Rakoku gritted his teeth.

"How..how do we get rid of it?"

"Kara..." She looked over at him then, and nearly cried as she realized what he intented to do.

"Please..."

"I'm...so...sorry..." he whispered.

"No..."

"I...I..l-love..y-you...k-kara..." he said, softly.

"I love you..."

"Please....forgive me..." he whispered, kissing her, and hugging her tightly.

"You're...always forgiven..." she told him, kissing him gently.

He let go, far too soon, she felt now. There hadn't been time, as he performed the last handsign, while Rakoku, had engulfed her in a demonic barrier. Unable to bear watching, and yet she couldn't look away. She wouldn't look away. Even as the enemy's body fell, and crumbled into ashes. Even as Hiroshi's body, was fading away into a mist. She stared at his eyes, as he cried, even as they whispered their goodbyes, before he disappeared from sight forever, and the flames had died.

Hearing the soft steps of several persons, she found herself, looking up into the faces of Hoshigaki Kisame, and Itachi Uchiha. Staring up at those onyx eyes, and the blank face. His eyes narrowed, as she didn't speak, and she turned to his blue - skinned partner. He had set down his trademark, Sameheda, and knelt in front of her, meeting her on eye level. He only nodded slowly, seeming to know the question, she couldn't bring herself to ask.

Is he really gone?

Unable to hold back any longer, she screamed, her voice breaking with sheer pain. Her tears began to stream down her cheeks, and her body was wracked with sobs. Itachi glared at her fiercely, but Kisame raised his hand to stop him from saying it, shaking his head. "Let's go.." Itachi growled, annoyed. Strapping his sword to his back, he picked her up slowly. She didn't fight his hold, and simply cried into his chest; even as they took off, taking her away, while Kisame carried her in his arms, she only sobbed, finally, slowing down into a low murmur, though her tears wouldn't seem to stop.

[kararayn]

Fallen - Chapter 3: Cling to Life

*Flashback*
Hearing the soft steps of several persons, she found herself, looking up into the faces of Hoshigaki Kisame, and Itachi Uchiha. Staring up at those onyx eyes, and the blank face. His eyes narrowed, as she didn't speak, and she turned to his blue - skinned partner. He had set down his trademark, Sameheda, and knelt in front of her, meeting her on eye level. He only nodded slowly, seeming to know the question, she couldn't bring herself to ask.

Is he really gone?

Unable to hold back any longer, she screamed, her voice breaking with sheer pain. Her tears began to stream down her cheeks, and her body was wracked with sobs. Itachi glared at her fiercely, but Kisame raised his hand to stop him from saying it, shaking his head. "Let's go.." Itachi growled, annoyed. Strapping his sword to his back, he picked her up slowly. She didn't fight his hold, and simply cried into his chest; even as they took off, taking her away, while Kisame carried her in his arms, she only sobbed, finally, slowing down into a low murmur, though her tears wouldn't seem to stop.

The Uchiha had put a good bit of distance between them, after they began the long walk, to the hideout. Irritated, by the girl's muffled sobs, and even more by his partner's refusal to set her down yet. Kisame sighed, but entered the office after him, nonetheless. Walking over to the desk, he nodded to the orange-haired man, waiting for them. Itachi brushed past, hurrying away, after being dismissed, while he turned to the one known as the Leader, receiving only a raised brow.

"I see your mission was successful.." the shadowed form spoke.

"Hai, Pain - sama.." Kisame, set her to her feet now. She looked up at him, seeming to only realize now, her surroundings had changed. Glancing back, and forth between both men, her eyes went wide with fear.

"Kisame..you are dis.."

"Can he stay?" she interrupted, only to cover her mouth afterwards.

"I suppose.." the shadow nodded.

"Where am I?"

"Curious one, aren't you?"

"Um..yes?" This only made the men laugh.

"Kara Rayn...you have a choice. You can either stay here, and work for the Akatsuki, or you may choose the alternative," Pain said, becoming serious once more.

"I'll stay," she said, calmly.


"Don't you wish to hear the alternative?" His brow raised again.

"I thought it would be death, so i'd rather not have asked." Kisame smirked a little at this.

"Yes, it would have," Pein nodded, seeming satisfied with her answer. "You are going to be our medic, under Zetsu. Kisame, you will be in charge, of introducing her to others, for now."

"Which room is hers?" The shark-man asked.

"You and the others, will have to figure out who she'll room with."

"Um...Leader - sama?" she whispered.

"Yes?" He looked back over at her.

"Um...would you have a moment, where i could speak to you alone, later?"

"If your gonna try to kill him, remember there's the rest of us too," Kisame warned.

"It's not that..." she looked at the floor.

"I'll.. call for you later," Pein said, waving toward the door. "You are a part of Akatsuki now."

***

Kisame led her back out through the doors, only for her to walk straight into a red - haired puppet master. She squeaked in surprise, and apologized quickly. The man only looked at Kisame blankly. "Kara - san, this is Sasori," Kisame introduced him, with a nod. "He's..."

"I can introduce myself," Sasori stated. He looked her up and down, for a few minutes. " Well, your smarter than most fools I've met. You might actually survive here." He returned her bow slightly, before walking away.

Blinking for a bit, he motioned for her to follow, and led her down the hallway. "Down there is the Kitchen, and that's one of the bathrooms.." She could only nod, and hope to remember what he told her. She stopped in the doorway, and froze, even as he tried to waved her over to a group of men, playing cards at a table.

"K...kara - chan?" a certain blonde stammered. "Why are you here, un?" He had dropped his cards as soon as he saw her, his mind no longer on the game.

"D...Deidara-kun?" she whispered.

He stood up then, ignoring the others surprised looks, and starting walking over to her. He had noticed her face was red, and puffy from crying a long while. "Kara - chan..why are you here?" he repeated, since she didn't seem to hear the first time. "What happened, un?"

"H...hiroshi..."

"Hiroshi-san?" he blinked in surprise. "What about him, un?"

"H..he..he's g-gone..." she mumbled, clearly struggling to get the words out, before she started to cry once more, and hiding her face in her hands.

"Damn it. Would someone fucking shut that bitch up?" Hidan grumbled, annoyed.

"Shut the hell up, Hidan!" Deidara growled, surprising him.

"Why the fuck should I?" the Jashinist demanded.

"Hiroshi was her fiance, un! They were supposed to get married tomorrow!" Deidara yelled at him, before turning back to her.

"How the hell was I supposed to know.." Hidan grumbled, but softer this time.

"Kara - chan, what about the baby?" Deidara asked, patting the girl on her back, after kneeling next to her.

"What baby?" Kisame asked this time.

"She's pregnant, un," Deidara said simply, before looking at her, and sighing. He picked her up bridal style.

"Where are you going?" Kisame asked.

"She can stay with me, and Danna," Deidara replied, carrying her off.

"I'm supposed to introduce her to everyone.."

"Later, un. I'll do it."

"Alright. but you can deal with Pain, on your own if you forget."

***

He went to set her to her feet, only to realize she'd fallen asleep. Shaking his head, he opened the door, and found Sasori glance over at him curiously. "She's going to room with us," Deidara said, laying her down on his bed, and tucking her into the covers. He bit his lip, waiting for the argument, but was surprised when none came.

"We already have Tobi here.." Sasori stated.

"Danna...please.." he sighed softly. "She is the only reason you, and I are even alive, after all."

"So she's...?"

Deidara nodded, thinking back to how Tobi had explained how she had brought him back; knowing full well it was real, as he had seen her bring back Sasori, for himself. "Tobi's friends with her, un," the clay artist chuckled. "He might actually listen if she's around."

[kararayn]

Chapter 4 - This is my Life


Tobi has burst, loud and uncontrollable as ever, and hurrying over to her. He even jumped on the bed, calling her name over and over, before asking Deidara why she wasn't waking up. "She's..probably extausted, un," Deidara said, shaking his head. Tobi sighed, before looking over her sleeping form. He picked her up slowly, and moved her over to his bed instead. "What do you think your doing, un?" He asked.

"You need your bed back, and besides, i wanna be there, when she wakes up!" Tobi shook his head slowly, before tucking in the blankets around her carefully. His partners watched in silence, and unspoken praise. Neither really understood the masked man, nor why this girl was such a close friend with him. Laying down, beside her, he absent - mindedly, brushed a stray piece of hair out of her face. Staring at her long and hard, before finally going asleep.

o---o---o

He woke, once more, upon hearing a scream. Jumping up, he saw, she was covered in a cold sweat, and that her face was twinged with pain. She bit her lower lip, and started to calm down, realizing it was him, that was beside her. "Kara -chan...?" he whispered, hesitating a little.
She looked at him then.

"I'm...o..kay, Tobi," she said softly. Wiping away her tears, she shook her head. Sliding her feet over the side, she looked around the room. Noting quietly it was already getting light outside, she realized the others, were up as well. "I'm sorry..." she mumbled, thinking her scream had woken them up, same as the first.

Pulling on his cloak, before glancing over, Deidara shook his head. "We were already up," he insisted. "It's your turn for the shower, hmph." He smirked a bit. "We'll have Danna's puppet bring in the clothes, when your ready, un."

Laughing at that, she gladly took the towels, and stepped into the bathroom. Locking the door behind her, she stepped in, finding the water, was nice and warm. Sighing softly, she rubbed her belly, before washing off. Letting the flow run over the top of her head, to drown out the sound some, she began to sing:

"I tried to kill the pain, you helped me to,
you helped me to live to my heart's content,
But now my heart is dying,
My body is letting go of life,
I'll never forget you..

"I hear you call my name, but it's too late,
Time was never mine to give,
Life was never yours to give,
But you never gave up on me..
I love you.."

Squeaking the knob, till it turned off, she peeked her head out from around the curtain. Wrapping up tightly in a towel, she made sure she didn't drip, as she opened the door to the room. "Could I have some clothes, please?" her cheeks flushed, as the men stared, shock on their faces. Well, Tobi had run out of the room, looking for a 'Konan-san' for some reason; Sasori had only turned his gaze away. But Deidara's face had gone red, and he squeaked, hurrying to grab a small pile of clothes. Handing them to her, he grumbled, as she went back, and closed the door.'

Laughing slightly, she finished drying off; she relieved to see that they had managed to get her some woman's clothes. Though she had to wonder from where...or who. She slipped on the black knee-length pants, before, frowning upon sight of a cloak. "Must have been a mistake," she mumbled, pulling the top down over her head. She walked back out, pulling up her hair halfway, and tying the bun with a throng.

"Why didn't you put it on, Kara-chan?"

"Hm?" she looked over at the blonde.

"You have to wear the cloak now, un."

Blinking rapidly, she stared at the red cloud for awhile; fingering, the smooth cloth in her fingers. She bit her lower lip, realizing this was real, and she might have to betray everyone she ever trusted. Shaking her head, as Deidara watched her, she thought about them both. No matter if your part of the Akatsuki, even evil, can still have good. She slid it on finally, only to have it reach down to her ankles.

"Uh...oops," Deidara said, chuckling. "I suppose my cloaks won't work, hm."

"I can sew them shorter," she laughed.

"If you say so, un." He shook his head. "Well, Pein-sama wanted to see you." He led her all the way, to the doors, before telling her to go ahead in. Nodding, she thanked him, and knocked, before opening the fortress, like doors, with some effort. Walking over, she waiting in front of the desk, bowing to the orange -haired man, waiting on the other side.

"Well? You wanted to speak to me alone didn't you?" He huffed, impatiently.

"A-ano...well...I'm..p-pregnant.." she mentally cursed for stuttering.

"I see.."

"mm..." She bit her lower lip nervously.

"This is not your first, correct?" he spoke up, in a low voice.

"Uh..um..no. it's not." she nodded.

"How many have you had?"

"Two.."

"Together, or seperate?"

"Seperate."

"How old are they?"

"Errr..."

"Yes?" he asked.

"The oldest is four, the younger boy, is two," she sighed.

"You wanted to know, what will happen once the baby is born. Is that right?" He raised his brow slightly.

"Y-yes.."

"Since having a child, obviously never interfered with your medic abilities, there is no problem."

"Does that mean..?"

"We'll worry about that after." She could only nod. "Now then, you have your test, to prove your skills are real." She looked at him then. "Go find Itachi. He'll be watching over the whole procedure."

"Dismissed."

[kararayn]

Chapter 5: To Be Known

Stepping back out, she squeaked, as she collided with the solid wall of a body. Looking up, her eyes widened. She jumped back, bowing low, and apologising quickly. A low chuckle came from the figure. "Your starting to make a habit of this.." he said in the same low monotone. His rust colored eyes, holding a spark of amusement.

"S-Sasori - sama.." she sighed, flushing embarrassed.

"At least you are respectful," he chuckled.

"Ano.."

"Hm?" He glanced at her. "Ah, so he's testing you after all?"

"Um..y-yes..."

"Nervous?"

"Very."

"I see." She sighed, only tensing a little, when he patted her on the head. "Relax. You'll do fine."

"Arigato.." she nodded.

"Good girl." He moved his hand away.

"Oh..god... "
"Hm?"

"Tobi is a good boy." He stared at her a moment, before smirking knowingly.

"Proof you are his friend, perhaps?"

"Only he's just as capable as being bad as good." she laughed.

"And you're not?"

"Ah..." she groaned, shutting her mouth. "Point taken."

"Here we are."

"Huh?" she looked at him, and realized they were outside.

"You get distracted very easily."

"Makes for some interesting conversations though."

"True enough." he chuckled.

"Why are we outside?"

"For your test," a rather tired voice spoke. Turning around, she spotted the figure of the Uchiha prodigy, and groaned, at the reminder of what she must do.

"What's the test then?" she asked, shrugging off her nervousness.

"Deidara's form of art, is far too destructive, for it." Sasori stated plainly, as he matched the Uchiha's intense gaze with one of his own.

"Agreed."

"What is she to do?"

"Your task.." was all Itachi said, his face, showing no emotion. A trap sprung up from the ground, suddenly. Her eyes widened in horror, as Sasori's entire person, was stabbed by many thin, rod - like, spikes. One decided to ram itself, through the center of his heart chamber. His eyes went round in slight shock, even as the light began to fade from them.

"H-ha..." he gasped.

"Sasori!" she called, and began carefully picking her way over to him. Ducking, and spinning through the maze of spikes, she finally reached her goal. She gripped the spike on his heart chamber, as he groaned in pain. Pulling it out slowly, while letting the blue glow of chakra, spread from her hand to the wound. Tossing the spike aside, she placed both hands over the chamber. Slowly fixing the damage, and closing up the hole. Her glow became silver, as she finished it, by reforming his seal. He smirked slightly, as his chakra slowly began to flow through his body once more.

"Well?" the shadowed form of the leader, appeared beside the Uchiha.

"She passed." Sasori's gaze narrowed on the former prodigy, but he said nothing more.

"Do not take using a fellow member lightly, Itachi." the leader spoke calmly, and he gave a brief nod, before flickering away.

"Follow me." Sasori nodded once, and she hurried after his moving form. He led her through the maze of halls, and back to their room.

"How was it, hm?" Deidara asked, upon seeing them walk in.

"Nothing unexpected."

"What was the test?" A glare silenced that question.

"Uh..well...did she pass?" Tobi tried instead.

"Yes." He gave a nod at that.

"Yay!" the masked man cheered, and she smiled.

[kararayn]

~ Fallen ~

Chapter 6: Where we stand

She padded out slowly to the kitchen. It had been a month since the test. Deidara and Sasori were away on a mission, and Tobi was nowhere to be found. She was hungry, and decided she'd see what they had for her to work with. A swish of fabric caught her attention, and she froze. "Ello girlie.." a pale arm was slung around her shoulder.

Suppressing a shriek, she answered back. "Ello Hidan.." He was covered in blood again. Probably due to lack of sacrifices. He hadn't been on many missions lately. All the same, the sight of the liquid made her sick to her stomach. He'd soon found that out, and quickly teased her as often as possible. Only a lick to her neck, drew her out of her thoughts. "W- what are you doing?" she stammered.

"Mm.." he licked his lips. "Nothing." he said finally, after a long pause, and moved his arm back to his side. "I know you don't like blood, so I got it off your neck." He motioned to the drop near his mouth, before wiping it away.

"Uh..thanks.." she blinked her surprise.

"Where are you going?" he raised his brow.

"To the kitchen."

"Why?"

"To cook?" she rolled her eyes, and started walking again. He sighed heavily, but jogged after her. He watched from the doorway, as she took out the ingredients, before speaking again.

"What are you making?"

"Why, you hungry?"

"Er..Yes." he nodded.

She blinked for a moment, then laughed. "Want me to make you some, when I make mine?"
"That would be the general Idea." he shrugged. She laughed again, and made them both beef with rice, and broccoli in a sauce. She set down the plate before him, handed him chopsticks, and started to eat her own. "What is this?" he held up one of the offending vegetables.

"Broccoli. It's good for you."

"I don't want what's good for me." he snorted.

"Just try it!"

"No!" She snatched the brocolli and shoved it down his throat, causing him to sputter and choke. He chewed for a long while, and swallowed, before he could speak again. "Damn sadistic bitch.." he muttered. She chuckled.

"Well?" she asked.

"It's fine." he glared.

"Told ya." she laughed.

"So how far are you?" he asked.

It was her turn to nearly choke then."W - What?"

"With your pregnancy."

Her hand instinctly went to her stomach. She sighed, rubbing it absent - mindedly. "Five months."

"It shows." he nodded towards her belly.

"It's supposed to." she giggled.

"You've really had two before?"

"Yes.." she was quieter.

"You miss them?"

"Of course!"

"Of course?" he raised his brow.

"Their my sons, and my family. I miss them terribly!"

"How young are they?"

"Pretty young."

"How young is pretty young?"

"Under eight years old."

"Oh.."

"Yeah.." she sighed.

"Is he letting you keep it?" he tilted his head to the side. She stared at him, confused as to the sudden interest in it.

"I don't know." she replied honestly.