Snow's Test Run [no posting]

[master-of-snow]

c a n a n y b o d y f i n d m e s o m e b o d y t o l o v e ?

K A N K U R O of the S A N D

Kankuro walked around, his puppet unfortunately needing to be left behind. He didn't have Crow no longer, thanks to that fight he had with Sasori...Kankuro felt so much anger coursing through his body as he heard the news that the Akatsuki members were alive again. That meant Sasori as well.

Who in their right mind would bring HIM back to life?! he thought, kicking a rock that was in his path, so pissed off now. He wasn't wearing the markings on his face for the time being, nor was he wearing his usual hat. He was just wearing black, his hat in his bag. He didn't feel like wearing it--he had only woken up a few moments ago.

He knew that his baby brother Gaara was already there, at the place where the plane was to wait for them all to board. He didn't know where Temari was--just figuring that his older sister was ahead of him. Which made him last. He frowned slightly, shrugging slightly. He didn't care that he was last of his siblings to arrive--he was the middle child, the one that would come last to things always.

It wasn't like he had conversed much with his baby brother or older sister recently. He was off polishing his moves with his Sasori puppet, the one that he mocked every day, because it was just Sasori. But when he had heard about the fact that the man who's puppet idea he had taken from was to come back, it made him angry. It also was going to put him on the alert, so that he would constantly protect the Kazekage, his brother, from the monster named Sasori. He was protective of Gaara, had become so after Gaara had become the Kazekage. And it wasn't just because he was the leader of Sunagakure...it was because he finally viewed him as his brother, and stopped fighting with him as he used to.

He now arrived in Konohagakure, yawning now, his bag now being adjusted on his shoulder. He saw Gaara heading onto the monstrous thing, and he soon followed onto the plane...

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f a m i l y MATTERS, dimwit!
get off of my H E A D, you IDIOT!
...s i b l i n g r i v a l r y?

[master-of-snow]

ʜeʟʟo ʜeʟʟo ʙaʙʏ ʏou caʟʟeᴅ ɪ can❜т ʜeaʀ a тʜɪnɢ
ɪ ʜave ɢoт no seʀvɪce ɪn тʜe cʟuʙ, ʏou saʏ? saʏ?
wʜa-wʜa-wʜaт ᴅɪᴅ ʏou saʏ, oʜ, ʏou❜ʀe ʙʀeaĸɪnɢ uᴘ on me
soʀʀʏ, ɪ cannoт ʜeaʀ ʏou ɪ❜m ĸɪnᴅa ʙusʏ . . .

ĸ-ĸɪnᴅa ʙusʏ . . .

ĸ-ĸɪnᴅa ʙusʏ . . .

soʀʀʏ, ɪ cannoт ʜeaʀ ʏou, ɪ❜m ĸɪnᴅa ʙusʏ. . .

I T A C H I « a ĸ a т s u ĸ ɪ » U C H I H A

●●●The man blinked, obviously confused as to why he was there. He scanned the area around him, noticing that he was alive...but he remembered being dead. It wasn't a questioning statement...he had been killed by his little brother. He sighed, getting up now. He still had the black cloak on, with the red clouds on it, outlined in white. It was the coat that every member of the Akatsuki had...it was kind of like their emblem in a sense...that and having a headband with a slash in the middle of the village symbol.

●●●He frowned, his red eyes scanning around the place, trying to figure out why in the world he was still alive...he remembered dying, how much it had hurt him. But now the memory of why he was alive again started to come into focus. Yes, that was right...he was brought back to life somehow, by the will of the Hokage. There had been a message in his revival, how he had to go to a place called...hm...well, he couldn't really recall the name of it. His head was still a little fuzzy since he had been dead, of course.

●●●Hm...why would someone bring us back? Such a strange and silly thing to do, really... he thought, running a hand through his long hair now. He took the cloak off, seeing a bag near him. He put the cloak in the bag, walking around in his black clothes now. He headed off toward Konohagakure, remembering the way.

●●●His name was Itachi Uchiha, the one who had slaughtered the Uchiha clan as orders from Konoha itself...Sasuke was the only other Uchiha left, because Itachi had spared him. Truthfully, it had been out of brotherly love that he let his younger sibling live, though he usually told otherwise. No, he didn't want anyone to know that he actually cared for his little brother...he wanted his brother to grow strong, so that one day he could avenge their family...which he had done...

●●●Itachi craned his neck from side to side, getting the kinks out. He felt so stiff from being dead...he needed to stretch a bit. After loosening up a bit, he then once again headed toward the village Hidden in the Leaves...seeing a huge mechanism that was to fly them to the place where they were going to be for five long months...

●●●Itachi sighed, staring at it. He was a bit skeptic on how people would stare at him...he hated people staring at him, being afraid of him. He had changed when he died...though, he still wanted to get the beast out of Naruto. Old habits died hard, of course...

noт тʜaт ɪ ᴅon❜т ʟɪĸe ʏou, ɪ❜m ᴊusт aт a ᴘaʀтʏ.
anᴅ ɪ am sɪcĸ anᴅ тɪʀeᴅ oғ mʏ ᴘʜone ʀ-ʀɪnɢɪnɢ.

sтoᴘ caʟʟɪn❜, sтoᴘ caʟʟɪn❜, ɪ ᴅon❜т wanna тʜɪnĸ anʏmoʀe!
ɪ ʟeғт mʏ ʜeaᴅ anᴅ mʏ ❤ on тʜe ᴅance ғʟooʀ . . .

we❜ʀe soʀʀʏ тʜe numʙeʀ ʏou ʜave ʀeacʜeᴅ ɪs noт ɪn seʀvɪce aт тʜɪs тɪme.
ᴘʟease cʜecĸ тʜe numʙeʀ, oʀ тʀʏ ʏouʀ caʟʟ aɢaɪn . . .