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DISCLAIMER: This is a Tomie x Naruto crossover and keep in mind, I don't own the characters and only own half of the plot. Naruto characters belonged to Masashi Kishimoto and Tomie belonged to Junji ito. There are some things that need to be changed and I'm sorry if any characters were OOC but that what's make it fiction in the first place! This story is slow burned and I have a lot of responsibilities such as assignments, work, other fanfics and well, lie so please be patient! This story will have smut and for now, there's none. Lastly, enjoy and leave some kudos and comment taht would be highly appreciated.
Chapter 1.
You wouldn’t believe it if I say my beauty, is a curse.
Now, I know it sounds very narcissistic. But to tell you the truth, I am narcissistic. How could I not be? Elf-like features, my almond eyes were the most prominent and the most pointed out when people look at me. My beauty mark just underneath my right eye became one of the most noticeable features alongside other perfect highlights such as my cute button nose, lips carved to perfection, and naturally thick, my cheekbone standing out and it almost looked like it was carved from ice sculptors. My milky neutral skin tone is accompanied by my raven, long, hair.
Which was hidden underneath this black shawl to cover mostly my hair and face. I don’t want any distractions.
It was a sunny day in Konoha. I am sure people who pass me know I am not from here. The people in the village are very cheerful, their sense of fashion is often bright colors unless you happen to be a member of Anbu and don’t socialize too much. The dark, oversized robe I wore shows no pattern as well as my shawl and my black pumps clicking as I walk. My nails painted bright red often made its scene if you look closely. I duck down with every step I take to avoid people gazing into my eyes and facial features.
“Welcome!” The woman shouted as soon as I enter. My head still ducks down as I fish easily to locate my small crimson bag and take out 10 yen. I immediately put it on the counter. I can sense the lady is judging me. Thinking it’s rather rude to not look at her in the eye and dress like I’m going to a funeral.
“One Dango. One jasmine tea. And I’m paying for the two gentlemen at the end of the room.” Gosh, my voice must be captivating. It's sultry, the melody-like tune must be capturing this lady and others’ attention. What can I do?
The lady looked a bit weird out. She stands there, the counter is the only thing that’s separating us. She seems to wonder and hum a little then her eyes searched for the two men that I talked about. Finally, she spotted them.
“Ah, don’t you think it’s rude of them to let a young woman pay for their bills? They are men after all. Are you sure, lady?”
It was obvious from the way she moves that she wanted to peak. I never dreamed of a woman to be this nosy.
She did see a glimpse of my mole and my right eye. Nothing more as I keep my mouth shut, head down, and I pull my shawl closer to my face, to cover myself. I walk towards the end of the table where two men are already seated.
“How weird.” I could hear the woman mumble. All eyes were on me as I walk further. And I know, even though the two men are shielding their face, I know they’re looking at me as I walk.
I finally stand in front of them. I sit beside the larger man and at silent order, he scooted a little to give room to me.
Across from me, I eyed the average, leaner man. We’re face to face with each other, and I could see his pale blue nails. His fingers were clean, and I remembered how he told me he always struggles to put on his nail polish, every time.
We sit in silence.
Konoha is no room for quite life. Everyone seems to know everything about everyone. The town is always buzzing, with people mingling around each other, children playing Ninja in every street, women gossiping here and there in tea shops, and sensei taking out their Genin team for treats or for training.
There seems to be a silent rule within the village, where everyone is your family, and you need to look out for each other. If you ever dream of a solitary life until your dying days, Konoha is not your place.
“Even with the shawl covering you and the black cloak you put on, you still get the attention from men.”
I hear the person beside me says, and even though I could not see his face, I could feel him grinning and his face is mocking me as he usually does.
He did not lie. I am a walking beauty. The image of beauty itself. I have always won men’s attention even though I did not beg for them. Even the sound of my voice could make a man fall head over heels in love. Oh, how easy it is to lure greedy men into my submission.
They could not see me. But they know me better enough already. I smirked confidently.
“What can I do? I am beautiful.” You could almost hear the gasp from men eavesdropping on us, just to get a glimpse of me. Or maybe just the sound of my voice. Maybe even both.
“Always the narcissistic, aren’t you?” He shifts a little, moving his hand to sip his drink resulting in the muscle bumping into my delicate shoulders and he’s slouching further it’s almost like he’ll bury his nose into the table in front of us. Be damned with his rough handling!
“Of course. But I am just simply stating the truth.” I smirked even with my head down.
“Enough.”
Ah, his rich, golden voice finally makes its presence known. The man in front of me always has his charm, even when you don’t clearly see him. I peek carefully at him. His almost bloodshot red eyes stared back into my hollow eyes. I stare. He stares.
“Here is your Dango and jasmine tea, lady.”
I glare at the woman. If it were up to me, I would love to cause a ruckus from the food and tea arriving rather late. Beautiful people don’t have time to wait and yet…
I click my tongue in annoyance. Konoha is true, a weak village as of now, but I can’t ruin this plan just yet. I bit my tongue to prevent my sassiness from jumping out.
“You’re shaking. Are you all right girl?” The taunting man with his ridiculously annoying voice asked me. He’s trying to pick a fight with me, as always.
“Enough. Don’t tease her any further or I’ll cut your head.”
My savior, I wanted to tell him, but I force myself to bite my tongue. The man beside me made a gurgling noise, clearly dissatisfied but he didn’t have a say. Again, my eyes peek at the man in front of me.
“The two of you seem to get better and better.”
We hear someone said, outside of the shop. The upper body of the man who spoke was not seen due to the bamboo blinds blocking. His voice sounded lazy yet calming at the same time. I know the three of us are listening to the same man and his friends because…
Later, I could hear a child’s voice chiming in. He sounded mature, yet arrogant. My eyes widen as I see him.
His midnight blue hair is in spike. He dons a black shirt and pants. His familiar creamy skin. Even though I am watching this child from his side profile view, I could see his intense eyes, and no doubt, this kid is…
“I don’t like Dango or sweet stuff, so no thanks, Kakashi.”
I could hear him. What a brat, I chided to myself.
It was silent for a while. Their chattering has ceased, and I could feel the three adults glaring in our direction. They have noticed our presence even though I have blocked our chakra just so we couldn’t get noticed snooping in the village. It seems sooner, I need to unblock our chakra for our own safety. Oh well.
“Sasuke, how about you run off and practice that move I showed you and perfect it further. I need to run some errands with Asuma and Kurenai. Catch you soon.” His voice trailed, and I saw Sasuke leaping up into the air, vanished.
Now it’s just us.
We didn’t speak but I know what must be done from the man’s eyes. He’s ordering me to leave. The two will walk away to some private land and I’ll need to guard them against afar in case backup will be sent. I glance at the man again and nod.
Release! A hand sign was made, and soon, I could feel chakras again. I know they can, too.
I stand up. I’m the first to leave. I grip my shawl tighter and hold my face down. The click of my heels once again echoed in the small space. Before I leave, I glance one last time at him.
I slide away from the bamboo blinds and walk away. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the three adults eyeing me. Finally, I let go of my shawl and let it drape on either side of my dainty neck, exposing it alongside my hair in a bun, the kind that rich women would don when they go to official parties. I look up and flash a smile to them, the sincerest smile I could paint. I see something inside them that was unguarded, unlike the last minutes.
You would suspect me to be one of the villains, but oh, with this face? This normal, out-of-this-world beauty and kind smile to be evil?
Normally, as humans, we shouldn’t believe everything we see or hear. Especially shinobis. Your guard always needs to be up, and you always need to be prepared regardless. But this time, and most of the time when people look at me, they never thought I could stand on battlefields or run on a mission. They have an impression that a pretty girl like me needs to be in the house 24/7 and cared for by a macho man with money and fame to pamper me.
Well, you could say the last thing at the top of the list is half of the truth.
Their face, especially that man, Kakashi’s, were painted with surprise and admiration at my beauty. I couldn’t see his face entirely due to his mask being in the way. I could hear the other man, whom I assumed to be Asuma, silently gasp at my beauty and the woman named Kurenai blushing looking at me.
You should be amazed, sinisterly, I said.
“Can you tell me where’s the beauty parlor? I’m a new hostess in the recent club, just moved to Konoha and I need to get my hair done. I don’t know where that is…” innocently, I asked.
I could sense the two men that I’ve been with earlier looking at me. And I could feel the obnoxious lad smirking at the white lies. And him, well… he’s just staring at me like he always does. And I find myself smiling.
It took them a while until Kurenai offered help.
“Just walk straight ahead until you saw a small inn. The beauty parlor is exactly right next to the inn.” She explained. When I take a close look at the woman, I make a mental note that she’s beautiful. But not as beautiful as me.
I walk as instructed and, in my head, I prayed that it would go well. But knowing him, I know everything will go well. I also noticed ever since I let my shawl hang around my shoulders (because previously I covered my face with the shawl), the men back in the Dango shop is tailing me and the other men from the sidewalks look at me, almost not believing their eyes from how otherworldly I look.
Oh, well. I need to play as the whore. Again.
I checked in easily. I told the receptionist that I want to work in this club. They take a look at my face, and I almost laughed at how they gawk at me and treat me like a Queen even though I’m the one who came here begging for a job. No surprise, I got it.
.
.
.
100 men begged to sleep with me.
How surprising. I just arrived in this village today, whore myself in this club, accompany men as they talk to me in private rooms. I begged them golds and outfits and money. I even satisfy their needs in exchange for their money. It’s no big deal. I’m no virgin so it was fair and square.
But I had to send away 97 people. It’s impossible for me to satisfy that many men in one night. The bouncer must rough up half of the men because they couldn’t stay away and tried to break in. If it were to me, I’d kill all of them but that’s too soon. I just settled in Konoha, after all.
The other women seemed to be forgotten. I see the way they look at me. Full of jealousy and anger because I ‘took away their money’ and I instantly become the Madam’s favorite, replacing Yuri or whatever the fuck her name is, I couldn’t care.
Madam had promised the men tomorrow I’d be more energetic to tend for them, and 97 men walk back home angry meanwhile the 3 men that I went to bed with were happy and they wanted more of me. I shook my head at the memory and smiled. Fools, I muttered.
“What luck I have, bringing you in today. I might as well fire the other girls and only have you instead, dear. Look at all this money! The 50 men who couldn’t have you tonight paid nonetheless! I should charge people for just looking at you, my dear.”
The fat, greedy woman says, praising me like I am her savior. I know, without actually asking about it that even without me, she managed just fine. The other women are still women, and they have what men want. Sure, they may not be bewitching as me, but they are men regardless. Money is no concern for this brothel. She’s just greedy like any one of us. Like me.
“Tomorrow, I’d take on men more. For tonight, I want to rest.” Without looking at the woman, I walk away, heading to my room.
I close the sliding door behind me, scanning the room. In just one day, my room has been filled with golds and fancy outfits and jewelries as well as makeup and other stuff. Shopping is my hobby after all. Baiting men is the second.
I walk closer towards the window, opening it to be greeted with darkness. It’s already 9.00 pm. Time flew away fast when you’re on your chore.
I stared at the moon from the distance, enchanted by its beauty. My brain traveled to today’s event.
We traveled together to this village for three days and we settled in, snooping around.
I am not sure how long I actually need to stay here and keep an eye like I’m told to. But I will hold on for as long as I am told to. It’s my duty. I have the responsibilities to care for that kid until we finally get him. I let my hands rest on my chin as I lean forward, staring at the moon and letting the wind hit my face, the silk purple kimono with its top drooping on either side of my shoulders exposing my upper body. Cold night, I concluded. I also don’t know if they’ve left the village already or not without saying goodbye…
As I get in deeper with my thoughts, a butterfly flew, passing me. It stopped in front of me, and I held my hand out. The beautiful creature lingered as we communicate.
They’re coming, it says.
I don’t need to guess who they are. I stroll to the second floor and watch two familiar people in between the bouncers. I could hear the bouncer said “We do not allow men to see her as of now. She is resting. You may come tomorrow.” I simply strode to them.
“Let them pass. I called them.” Casually, I said.
“But m ’lady-”
“I won’t tell you twice. You know what’s good for you.”
Finally, with ease, the bouncer let the two men follow me to my room upstairs. I could hear the jerk whistling when he see my body move every time I walk. Jerk, I cursed.
When I went inside my chamber, I flop myself on the armchair effortlessly and gracefully. I cross my legs and let my kimono expose my thighs, so high you could see what I’m hiding. I lit my cigarette and see the men close the door, looking at me at the same intensity as I am.
“You’ve gotten comfortable, I see. Flaunting your breast and wearing makeup. Look at all these money and luxuries!” The large man spoke, he threw away the money in the air as he screamed. I laughed.
“I always get comfortable. Especially with men and money. So? how’d it go?” I asked, puffing the smoke.
“Almost got beat up by Kakashi and the gang. Until Mr. leader decided we’d withdraw.” He finally opened his large bamboo hat, and I see the silent man beside him do the same.
“Heeeeh? You guys? Almost got beat up by pip squicks of ninjas? You told him to withdraw?” I gasped, setting aside my cigarette. That has never happened before.
“Kisame couldn’t handle it. And besides, we can’t blow your cover just yet. If we fought, they’d locate you soon and found out the truth, our plan will be ruined.” The silent gentleman explained himself, slouching on the bed.
That’s reasonable enough, I silently say. My eyes fixated on him.
“Itachi san, are you alright?”
“What, just Itachi? What about me babe?” Kisame laughed as he spoke. I rolled my eyes.
“Well, I don’t care about you.” I coldly say, like I always do. My eyes are still fixated on Itachi.
He looks tired, I could clearly see that.
“I’m all right. Don’t worry about me. Worry about yourself more because you need to stay here in the village further while we boys will leap away.” His eyes were locked somewhere else as he spoke.
I’m just glad that his stone earring is still on his left ear.
“We need to get moving on. If we delay further, we’d lose trace of the brat and the Leader would be fuming. Let’s go, Itachi san!” Kisame half shouted as he leaps out of the window, leaving me with Itachi.
His eyes are still fixated on the floor, as the awkward silence envelops us. I’m still looking at him.
Finally, he looks up and stares at me. He stands up, walking towards me.
“I’m counting on you.” Itachi quietly says. And it’s been forever until he finally smiled. To me.
This is goodbye, until next time.
I watch as he turns his back to leap away into the darkness with our friend. But he turns for the last time, looking at me.
“What name you tell them this time?” He asked, knowing my biggest lie.
“Kureha Kamishiro. Neat, right?” I asked, through a forced smile.
He closes his eyes as he smiles. He didn’t need to say it, but I know he agreed that it was neat. The name was great.
“Tomie, Tomie, Tomie. You’re one hell of a woman.” He spoke. And then he opens his eyes and stares into mine for 3 seconds. A small smile was carved on his face.
And he leaps into the darkness. I watch as he and Kisame leap from tree to tree.
The wind blew again, and I could feel my earrings move from the violent breeze. I stare, looking for their shadows. But I couldn’t see them anymore.
I'm angry at the woman for delivering my Dango so late.