Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ World Collision ❯ It's just a puppet? ( Chapter 11 )

Okay, here's another chapter! Please comment and tell me how you've thought during it so far, and enjoy!

~Liliedove

 

 

 

As Jessica clutched the loose material around the mat, she sighed before propping herself up with an arm. She had felt rather stupid, crying over such a thing while her master was around. She was finally starting to get to know the man she may have to serve under for the rest of her life, and she had ruined it. Even though it was a small loss, she had embarrassed herself by looking like a little baby.

 

“Why did I make myself look like such a fool?” she thought to herself as she let out another gentle sigh before standing to her feet. Walking back to the bathroom, she picked up her clothes that were filled with dust and grass stains from the long hours of traveling. There was no way she was going to leave this place without attempting to make it fresher than it currently was. She had felt so tired of wearing the same outfit every day, besides the fact that it was unsanitary for anyone to wear the same underclothing for weeks at a time. Jessica's head then quickly turned as she heard a soft nock at the door.

 

“Room service,” A voice said from behind the door.

 

“This late in the evening,” the girl mumbled as she walked over to the door. Sliding it open, it revealed a young woman who wore a blue kimono with the inn's logo on it, and had her long brown hair pinned up. “Hello,” Jessica said as the girl, who was about her height, smiled.

 

“I'm a maid here, and I've came to see if you needed anything.” She stated as she held a clipboard in her hands. Looking from the girl to the room she was staying in, Jessica wondered if Deidara would be angry at her for opening the door. Shrugging the thought out of her mind, she returned the girl's smile.

 

“I suppose I do have a question. Does this inn have any place where I can wash my clothing? I have been traveling for a few days, so they're dirty.” She asked with a friendly voice.

 

“Why, of course! As the maid, it's my job to keep the customer's happy with the cleaning service here.” The girl replied. “If you'll give me what you need washed, I'll have it cleaned and back to you by morning.”

 

Thinking for a minute as she looked down at herself, she decided that it may be alright to stay in the grey robe for a while. Deidara walked from the springs, all the way back to the room and now to where ever he was getting food in it. It must be appropriate enough to walk around in then. “Alright, I'll be back in a moment.” Jessica said to the maid as she walked back into the bathroom to pick up the clothing she had left behind on the counter. Quickly returning to the girl, Jessica placed the small stack of clothing in her arms before she smiled and walked over to the next room and knocked on the door.

 

Just as Jessica started to close the door, she heard Sasori yell at her to skip his room for the night in a rather snarly tone. Rolling her eyes, she shut it without giving another glance out in the hall way. Walking back in the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror as she straightened her robe. Hearing her stomach growling as she did this, she closed her eyes as she wondered when Deidara would return with the food. They had been at the inn for about three hours now, and she still hadn't had anything to eat.

 

Walking out of the room, she returned to the chair she had been sitting at for a time earlier in the evening. Sitting down, she relaxed her body as she sat there trying to empty all thoughts of food from her mind. Very soon though, she heard voices from the room next door. Leaning her head back, she wondered how she got stuck next to noisy neighbors, when she soon realized that it was the room Sasori was staying at.

 

“What's going on in there?” She thought to herself as she stood to her feet. Quietly, she crept over to the wall where she pressed her ear against it to try to listen in to his conversation.

 

“Deidara-san, how many times do I need to tell you that I don't need to eat anything?” The man grumbled.

 

“I don't get your ways, Sasori-san. Having a body that doesn't allow you to eat; what type of a pleasure is that?” Her master replied, who must have been a few feet away from his partner as Jessica estimated.

 

“So he got food and forgot about me?” She thought to herself as a frown fell over her face. Leaning her back against the wall with her arms crossed, she soon walked over to the door and walked out into the hall. “Well I guess I'll just have to remind him that he has another mouth to feed now.” With full confidence, she raised her hand to give a sound nock on the door.

 

“I told you, not tonight,” Sasori stated.

 

“It's Jessica, can I come in?” She asked as she stood in the hall, looking up and down it to see that no one saw her.

 

“Why aren't you in the room?” Came the blond's voice from somewhere inside of the room. As Jessica rolled her eyes, she put her hands on her hips as she readied her self to reply.

 

“What do you expect me to do all day shut up in a room? I've been starving for hours while you've enjoyed yourself in the hot springs and by my guess; you are or have eaten already. Besides that fact, I've been bored to tears for ages and have been deprived from my social needs.”

 

After a few seconds of silence, Deidara finally spoke up and gave her entrance to the room. “Fine, fine; come in.”

 

Sliding open the door, she found Deidara propping his legs up on an end table, still in his robe, with a bowl of soup in his left and a pair of chopsticks in his right. On the floor about five feet away, was a man whom she had never seen before. He looked to be in his early twenties, had very red hair, pale skin, brown eyes, and was wearing the same robe Sasori and Deidara had been wearing. On the floor next to him, was what she knew to be Sasori, only his body looked as if it were hollowed out and had a large shell on its back.

 

“What's this?” She asked as she looked over to the blond man who looked back and forth at her and the other man dully.

 

“Sasori decided to give his puppet a rest is all.” He replied in a way as if he expected that she'd understand. With a bewildered look on her face, she gave a look that asked for a better explanation.

 

“I'm Sasori,” the red haired man stated as he checked over the body that lay on the floor. “This is just one of the human puppets I have made.”

 

“H-human puppet,” she questioned as she bit her lower lip. “What do you mean by that?”

 

Deidara then looked at Sasori before looking back at his slave. “Didn't you say you were starving? Come over here.” He said as he caught the girl's gaze. Nodding her head, she slowly walked over to the man who then sloshed some of his soup into another bowl before handing it to her. After looking at it for a second, she decided to dismiss the fact that his germs now ran throughout her food, for the desire to eat it was greater than her will to complain about it.

 

Sitting down, she slowly slurped away at the soup that made her throat feel a whole lot better. Then looking around the room, she found that it was designed a bit differently than her own which was strange for hotel. The room seemed to be half the size of the one she was staying in, yet it looked a bit friendlier. Against the wall to her right, was where the end table Deidara's feet along with what she took as take out boxes rested upon, and beside it were two chairs that were identical to the ones in her room. At the farthest wall, she saw that this room also had a large window though this one took up most of the back wall. To her left near the end of the room, was the bathroom, and near the front door lay a single mat on the ground.

 

“I wonder if the lady at the desk noticed that Deidara-Sama and I would be sharing the same room. Otherwise I don't see why we got a bigger room with more mats… Either that or it was probably an accident that God wanted to happen… This place has some nice people. I'm glad we stopped here.” She thought to herself.

 

“So… Jessica was it? What were you saying about turning sixteen? Being the best year or something?” Deidara asked as he returned her attention from her zoned-out state.

 

“Oh, well where I come from, when you're sixteen you get to do a bunch of stuff that you weren't allowed to do before. Its like adults finally see us as young adults, or at least some people. Some guys I know still act like middle school kids when they're older than me! …Anyhow, because we're given more privileges when we're sixteen, we see it as our `sweet sixteen', and… I'm just feeling bummed out that I'll miss all of the things I would have been able to do if I were back at home with my family… I'd be able to get a decent job and help pay the expenses for my little brother's medical care and…” As she trailed off, she found that the two had been very attentive during her small blurb about herself. Suddenly being embarrassed, she lowered her head as she continued eating her food without another word.

 

“Been throughout rough times, eh?” He asked as he at the remainder of his portion of food.

 

“Ya… I guess I really have had the down side of life so far.” As she looked back down at her bowl, her eyes grew big again as she quickly put her hands together and bowed her head. “Thank you Lord for this food, sorry that I forgot to tell you that before I started eating, and please help me to have a good night sleep tonight, amen!” She said as she closed her eyes.

 

“Why do you always do that?” The blond asked with an odd tone in his voice as he looked at her strangely as he placed his feet on the floor.

 

“I do it because I've always done so. If you gave something to someone who needed it, wouldn't you like to be thanked for it? He's done so much for me, has blessed me so much, so the least I can do is thanking him.” She replied as she returned his gaze.

 

“I'd think it would be hard for someone like you to say that you've been blessed.” He sneered as he propped his feet back up on the end table.

 

“I guess it would be hard for most people wouldn't it? I guess that just blesses me the more for the ability to still be able to detect a blessing within troubling times.” She said with a faint smile on her face as she went back to her food. Looking back over at the girl, Deidara glanced from her to his partner who held the same look of interest on his face as she drank her fill.

 

“I guess so,” he said before the room grew silent.