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Seika being able to hold her breath for a long time had nothing to do with her larynx being CRUSHED. Her breathing, if any was labored and slow as she choked and gagged. It's not like she could have added anything even if she wanted to..

When he released Seika, she jerked forward and coughed while gripping at her own throat. She tried rubbing at it gently in an attempt to soothe it. No such luck.

Seika froze immediately when the Otokage spoke, her hands dropped to her lap as she turned her full attention to him, chills started running up her spine again...but more importantly...his orders.


Wait what? Really? He was making her babysit Yuzuki, too? She would have thought something like "Proving your worth" was done alone. Of course he could just as well be making Seika do the same thing. Ugh... It's like every visit you started a new slate with the man. And he was normally pissed with you with each start. "I apologize." She muttered while wringing her hands nervously. It was then she remembered that apologizing to the Otokage was pointless and a waste of both their time.

"Of course.." Seika corrected herself and swept her sore arm under her chest in a small bow and glared down at the chair she was seated. Though she wouldn't dare look at the Otokage with such an upsetting gaze. No...she knew better. Plus it could be worse. She was only upset because she caught him at a bad time. That seemed to be the case every time though. Such is life.

Seika would suck it up like she usually would.

Once again Seika found herself treading down the same dark hallway. Only this time she was sluggish and a little queasy looking. It was strange how one could drag their feet and wobble at the same time. She used the walls to help stabilize herself but it still didn't help the pain that had been hindering her body. If she didn't have so much restraint, she would have puked already.

Though there was one thing that still boggled Seika's mind. She hadn't eaten a thing for FOUR DAMN DAYS! How is it that her stomach was still bloated?! That was one of the few things that bothered her so. 'Really, you'd think that four days of nothing but traveling by foot would work off'...Seika glanced down at her stomach with a scowl and grumbled. 'Whatever the ******** this was.'

The other half of her was more worried about the whole mission going to complete s**t. Would somebody really chose a rank over the Otokage? A loyal sound nin wouldn't...Yuzuki would. She had different goals and couldn't take the heat from the Otokage when he got angry. Which was pretty much 99% of the time. Though Seika had listened to every word the Otokage told her before this mission started. If she wasn't dead, she was pretty sure she'd get some punishment that was a thousand times worse.

Now Seika really felt sick.

Seika's face went dangerously pale as she gazed upon him in horror. It was like seeing somebody that had risen from the dead or gazing in the eyes of your killer before he takes your life. Somebody terrible and heinous. A person so high above everybody else, only his name needed to be spoken to strike fear into the hearts of men. It was hair raising. Her legs were no longer wobbling in pain but shaking in fear. She couldn't bring herself to come any closer... no. She wouldn't dare.

Her eyes might as well have been burned out of their sockets for even gazing upon the dark figure that was...her Lord Otokage. When he called her name...Out of a mere reflex, she dropped to her knee's and just about paved herself flat to the cold ground in a deep bow. Seika only bowed to him and nobody else. It's always been like this. Though at the moment this was MUCH different.

"L-Lord Otokage...I-I didn't mean to-" She stuttered with such a panicked tone. The girl couldn't even finish her sentence. Didn't mean to what, though? Look upon his shadowy figure? Screw up the mission with Yuzuki? Wait- She WAS dead, right? No-no..Seika specifically remembered blowing that place she was in to smithereens. No...she was apologizing for just LOOKING at him. She was unworthy and knowing that figure was actually him...The man who she had been taking orders from since she was of age to. A feared and renown man who she would NEVER talk back to. She respected him this much.

He was the only one that made her feel so insignificant and now he was sitting in-front of her. Gracing her with his presence. Seika was absolutely terrified.

Seika had kept her head down, with every step heard, she flinched and tensed up.

When he called her name once more...She slowly and cautiously raised her head. Her mouth literally dropped as she gazed upon his familiar figure. W-wait a minute...that was Zang Gou?! Surprisingly Seika actually listened to Virus's banter enough to recognize him and his status. "H-how are you- but I thought he.." She spoke uneasily but paused in mid sentence, feeling she was speaking way out of term. This didn't make sense though! He sounded just like the Otokage...that couldn't be right though. Unless....he WAS the Otokage in Zang Gou's body.

Derp.

The news about everything else made Seika nauseous. "M-my place?" She mumbled lightly. This failure had one? She set a trembling hand on her forehead and made a light huff, looking as if she were about to have an aneurysm. Oh dear god, his child? It all made sense, the symptoms at least. Though it was something she didn't expect. Last time she checked, she was a prude and never ******** around with guys. Yeah, it was more a matter of HOW THE HELL?! The Otokage was sneaky, though. There's nothing saying that he did something without her knowing- OH GOD WHY?!

Seika let her hand slide back down to the ground as she sat up, feeling the same nauseating pain rushing from her knee's to her head. This girl was something close to shell-shocked. All of this news seemed to be overwhelming for somebody like herself. She hesitantly glanced up at the...Otokage, hoping to god maybe he'd spare her the confusion and shed a little light on her.

This would be a situation where Virus and Shuniji would pop out with cameras and inform her that this was some sort of prank, then the Otokage would laugh and set her on fire.

Seika was aware of the Otokage's explosive temper but was never one to want to provoke it. She seemed to do it naturally without even trying.

There were signs of only mild struggle from Seika as she was being yanked around by her hair. The more she struggled, the more it would hurt..

She knew that the Otokage was miffed about her leaving like she did. Though he had every right to be upset. Seika didn't realize the amount of trouble it caused him. That people had to die because of her error, his plans for them were ruined and he had to compensate for those losses.

The moment he released Seika from his grasp, she fell back with a dead thud and slowly began to scoot herself away from him as he raged. He looked legitimately mad at her and there was nowhere she could run or hide.

There was really nothing she could say to make it better, apologies were useless. They only acknowledge the existence of certain rules and the breaking of those rules. Although she knew "Sorry" wouldn't bring the lives of those pawns back. Maybe this was the Otokage's way of mourning for those people? Blind rage? Maybe not...

There was a flicker of shame that made Seika avert her gaze from the Otokage. She had a tendency to blame herself for a lot of his anger towards her but this....This was absolutely her fault and she knew it. He put so much time into his plans. He waited so long for a chance to achieve his own goal. It was her job as his subordinate to make sure his needs were taken care of. If he wanted her to carry this.. THING in her stomach, then it was her job to do it.

"I now understand the severity of my actions. I will take all my punishment without a single complaint...I apologize for being so selfish." Seika spoke with grit teeth and winced a bit. Rarely was this girl ever passive, she only played nice and pretended like she cared around other people. The Otokage however...was the only person she remained sincerely passive to. Shuniji was the person that taught her, that the Otokage is the only person that should truly matter in her life. He was who they lived for. It only took Seika awhile to realize it. She was paying for her selfish error.

It didn't mean she liked being submissive. At all. Seika slowly pulled herself up, she kept her head lowered in the Otokage's presence, as it should be. Though genuine curiosity provoked her to ask...

"If I may ask...Lord Otokage. What will you do when you've achieved everything you've worked for? What would you do with everybody else?" Similar to the question you're asked when you've won a million dollars. Seika was merely asking the fate of the world that would be in his control. He seemed to be obsessed with the idea of being a God. Though normally what happens with people who have an obsession over something, once they get that thing they've wanted....they get bored of it eventually.

Then again...Seika knew nothing of what it was like being an immortal, having such power or waiting as long as he did for a shot at his ultimate goal. No..she could never understand what it's like. For she did not seek nor had a lust for such power. She'd train herself so she'd be able to survive the next mission, that's about it.

Though now everything made a bit more sense. Seika was aware of his goal to become a god...but she didn't realize it was him pulling the strings on everything else. He was a powerful and sneaky puppeteer, capable of great but terrible things.