Chapter 23: the diary

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Akari's POV

I stared at the dragon. he's in the akatsuki. he's in that hideout. how can that be possible. the faces of the members flashed through my mind. which one is it.

"guardian who is it"

"I cannot tell for im not sure my self. I do know for sure he is in there at this moment. I must go princess call me when you need my being" after he said that he converted him self into a blue light and returned to the scroll.

I looked at madara. who could her brother be. suki never had a brother that I remember of. no one in there looked remotely like suki. except...maybe. hidan. the same eyes. same nose and smile.

"suki and I buried our diaries as kids under a tree near our village." I thought I think I still remember the tree. if I can get my hands on her diary we might be able to find her brother."

madara just stared at me then at saki. he smirked and nodded. "ill take you as a thank you for getting rid of her ZETSU!"

zetsu appeared from under the ground. "yes madara"

"dessert" he pointes at saki and he smiled. he picked up the two pieces and took them underground with him.

I shuddered at the thought of zetsu mauling saki. cutting her into little pieces as if she were a piece of chicken. and eating her as if it were the most normal thing in the world. drinking her blood as if it were water. blood spraying onto all the walls. and blood dripping down zetsu. (ok ill stop)

madara helped me up. he teleported us to the ruins of my village. "madara if you can teleport why havent you done that more often."

"shut up or ill take you back" I walked away and started searching for a tree. "what are you looking for"

" a tree"

"tree. tree. tree. tree. tree...." he kept pointing at all the trees around us. I walked up to him and smacked him. he smirked "Tree" he got a evil face.

I laughed and walked away. I kept looking "your useless"

"and so was suki" I stared at him. how dare he. he seemed to have gotten the message and got on his knees and starting begging for forgiveness. I kicked him away. he just laughed.

he wrapped his arms around me. "I love you"

"I love you too" I was gonna lean in and kiss him when I saw the tree behind him. I shoved him away which earned me a growl and smack on the ass. I dug about a foot down under the tree and finally found the box.

madara pulled me up and teleported us back to base. we were in his room. I sat down on the bed and opened suki's diary. madara opened mine and started reading.

I flipped through the pages and I finally found it.

dear diary,

ive been training with my brother secretly. my father almost found out and I think akari suspects something. he's been helping me perfect my katana and my storm jutsu.

the war has still raged on and theres no end in sight. death after death. it gets to the point where its no longer a surprise but it's welcomed as if it were a member of a family. I killed yukio yesterday and left his body. I said I saw a senju kill him to cover my act. akari backed me up.

brother has been away for a while. making sure he stays out of my father's detection. he's fighting his own battle some where else without me or our family. akari lost her brother a month ago. I dont wanna lose mine.

I felt bad for akari she's acted different ever since. she focuses more on training than before. there are times where she ignores me. I cant blame her I would do the same. its a shame she has nothing but memories about him. no items no pictures no nothing.

today brother gave me a picture of us as kids. he said we never know when death will come to get us. and I should at least have a picture to remember him if death goes for him.

I agreed and gave him a picture of me right after I graduated from training. I want him to have at least something if death goes for me instead. he seemed pleased hugged me goodbye and left. ill let you keep it safe for me diary. no?

I looked at the picture below the passage. I couldnt believe it. there standing next to a very young suki was a young......

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