The currant jelly of life


Traitor!
All traitors!

My whole body was a traitor, because now I was sitting here, in the kitchen the Kazekagen, or his house, oh you know, in the kitchen stop and drink tea, warm of course, because of the heat and so you shouldn't drink anything cold .

"Why does your 'jam suit' call you", Temari had to resist laughing at this word, "Kitty?".

I growled slightly. "First, he hates me, second, he likes to annoy me, third, that seems to be the only name he can remember and fourth ..." I pushed up my sleeve and instead of a normal hand, there was something like one metallic claw. My metallic claw. I liked her, she was stylish. "... I like to scratch curtains."

Somehow she hadn't got the joke, at least I didn't see her laughing, that was… disappointing. I pushed my sleeve back and sipped my tea.As soon as people saw that you only had one hand, they suddenly became serious. Man, that upset me.

"So, Joh," she began, "how did you actually lose your hand?"

My goodness, I'm a ninja, you can lose a part or two of your body. Temari didn't seem to be finished yet and added: "And where did you get this ... thing from?".

I sighed "I lost my hand on a mission when I was just Ge-Nin, but Kay patched me up and gave me this really cool hand." I grinned at the other person. "I see this hand more as a gift ..."


I grinned to myself and asked the Kunochi from Suna for another tea when the sky darkened, okay that was an exaggeration, only the shadow of another person fell on me. A very strange guy with a painted face was standing in the doorway, looking confused. "Hi, Kankuro, this is Kitty ... ah Joh.", Temari said, as if I couldn't introduce myself.Okay, I now regret my next act, but as you could already guess, I had a bad day today and was kind of looking for an argument. So I got up without a word, walked up to the black-clad man with the war paint, put on my best "bad cat" grin, introduced myself provocatively, stuck out my tongue somewhat like a little girl and raised my hand. Sensing something bad, he probably tried to take a step back, but I had already smeared his make-up with a grin.
Now a lot happened at once, Temari began to laugh, the Kazekage came by and couldn't help but grin and I saw how my victim's face slowly twisted into an angry, no, very angry expression. "Um ... I think I'll get some fresh air." I had already squeezed my not quite so slim body past the even less slim other ninja and was on the run. I ran over small children and cared nothing, any more than my pursuer.I wish I stayed where I come from. Shit exchange campaign! How do you think my friends fared? Yes, even an unfriendly person like me has friends, and they too had been sent to some allied realm ...


The next (terrible) day

I woke up with sore muscles. Great. Okay, anyway, I was lying in a soft, cozy bed and not in the sand. That was an improvement. The chase lasted two hours before Temari or I had made it clear to him that he couldn't kill me, because of peace and so on.

Stand up. Well, now it was time to get up and treat myself to a nice hot shower. I found the temperatures in Suna very pleasant, only at night it was too cold for me. I got dressed after the shower. I felt a lot more relaxed than the day before.

Only ten minutes later I was already fully dressed, with three-quarter trousers, a top and a mesh shirt in the kitchen, livening myself up with coffee.Without further ado, I covered my metallic body parts with gene jutsu so that they would not attract attention. Not only did I miss my right hand, but also a foot and part of my right leg. Well, like I said, Gen-Jutsu is great. Otherwise, I only really mastered Tai-Jutsu, and I had difficulties with the rest.
But as I was drinking my coffee, my newest enemy entered the kitchen. I looked him over again. He had no face-paint at the moment, and his… hat, I'll just call it a hat with the cat ears, he had taken off so that his tousled brown hair stood in all directions - but what bothered me most about him at the moment was that he had also taken off his remaining black ninja clothes and this stately built guy in shorts was standing in front of me and wasn't as fat as he always looked under the fabric. In all honesty, he was as lean as most ninjas ... disappointing.