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The large white owl
screeched as it flapped it's wings above him.
Kisame had never seen a
bird like it before but judging from it's complete lack of fear, it
had experience with ninja. It certainly looked unique enough to be a
summon animal. But it didn't speak, just glared at him with amber
eyes.
Kisame held out his hand
like Itachi usually did for birds.
The owl swooped down on
his arm, a solid weight that took him by surprise, and held up a leg.
With clumsy fingers, Kisame untied the scroll it's leg. He opened the
scroll, squinted at the terrible writing and then read the letter
multiple times with growing annoyance.
“That Itachi,”
Kisame shook his head, walked through the rain and into the empty
building they used, the owl still latched onto his arm.
With his eyes closed and
body folded into a meditative pose, Itachi didn't acknowledge his
presence.
“We've got mail,”
Kisame said, much louder than he usually would.
Itachi opened his eyes in
annoyance and frowned when he caught sight of the owl.
“You didn't tell
me he sent you tickets for the new movie,” Kisame said. “Since
you couldn't make it to the premiere because you were busy,
he sent tickets which can be used anywhere and any time.”
Itachi closed his eyes.
“You really don't
want to see it? After everything you did to make the director come
out of retirement?”
“I wanted to see a
sequel,” Itachi bit out in a tone that told Kisame to drop it or
suffer.
“Well, I'm going
to see this movie,” Kisame said, straightening to his full height.
“The set looked interesting.”
Itachi looked at him with
gleaming red eyes.
Kisame held his ground.
“He sent these tickets to me. I choose what I want to do with
them.”
“No.”
“I'll go watch it
myself. Or I'll get one of the others to come.”
Itachi made a small but
audible sound of disbelief.
“Just for that I'm going
to find Deidara.”
As though summoned by the
mere mention of his name, Deidara peeked into the room. “Why are
you bastards talking about me, huh?”
Ignoring Itachi's
warning look, Kisame said, “You want to come watch a movie? I got
tickets from Itachi's friend.”
“Like hell the
Uchiha has a friend.” Deidara spouted with all of the outrage of a
jealous teenage girl.
Itachi didn't reply, but
Kisame could feel Itachi's murderous ire directed at him. “I met
him,” Kisame said. “Nice for an actor.”
x-x-x-x-x
Sitting
in between Deidara and Itachi in a movie theatre as the credits
rolled up, Kisame felt conflicted.
“He
can't be dead,” Deidara hissed. “They can't kill the coolest
character in the whole film. That's stupid.”
“The
heroine was cool too,” Kisame said, even though he agreed with
Deidara's words. Without the lame dialogue of the previous film,
Itachi's friend really had a magnetic presence on screen as a
villain. A villain that they had wanted to survive.
“Villains
don't get happy endings.” Itachi said.
“This
is a movie, not real life!” Deidara countered with annoyance, even
as he snagged one of Kisame's snacks.
Kisame
pulled his remaining snacks closer. “Why aren't people aren't
leaving the theatre?”
“They're
shocked, just like us,” Deidara said in between gluttonous big
bites.
“They're
waiting,” Itachi said.
“Waiting
for what?” Deidara asked with impatience.
“Maybe
there's something after the credits?” Kisame said.
Itachi
hummed in agreement.
But
Deidara scoffed. “Who would put something after the credits?”
The last
of the credits disappeared, the black screen brightened into the
location of the final battle. The camera panned over the battle
debris and landed on a blood soaked body.
Silence
filled the cinema as the camera stopped on the pale face.
Vibrant
green eyes opened on screen.
“Yeah!”
Deidara whooped in joy along with many others in the cinema.
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And so the fanclub grows.
Polar
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