A/n I've been gone so long I'm not sure I even remember how to use a keyboard jfoiuroaijkfd. Wow I'm a sad little punk. Please enjoy anyways ^^
The sound of high-heeled boots clicking down the corridor was a foreign noise in the main house of the military base. Strolling confidently down the hallway the source of the clicking stopped in front of an elegant mahogany door located at the very end of the long hallway. Taking a few steps backwards the person placed themselves in front of an earlier passed mirror with a heavy sigh. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath the person looked back up with a fake smile plastered on her face. You'd never know with their toothy grin, cheeks aglow, and sparkling eyes that they were as miserable as could be.
Madisun reached up and tucked a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear. Looking anxiously at the door again, she rested her forehead against the cool glass and looked into her own eyes in her reflection. She knew she was only stalling for time, dreading the moment she had to step in the door of her father's office.
General Pein was off-duty for the first time since Madisun was three and was now running a military camp. Madisun was nervous, to say the least. She had vague memories of her father, but really had not an inkling of a clue as to what his personality was. 'Your father… means well. Always remember that.' Konan had told her daughter, tucking her hair back in the same way the young girl had done herself only moments ago. If what her mother told her wasn't enough to make her nervous, the pitying look she received from the officer at the front gates when she told him who she was definitely covered it.
"Now or never." Madisun muttered to herself, walking back over to the door. Letting her fist hover inches away from the wood for a few moments she knocked tentatively. "O-otuo-san?" She questioned. Unsure of what he wanted to be called she kicked herself gently, wincing when the boot connected with her shin. The girl had forgotten she was now decked out in all military garb.
"Come in Madisun."
Madisun felt her heart shatter at the loss of –chan on her name. In a hurry as to not keep her father waiting, she fixed up her uniform. She checked to be sure that the collar on her fitted army-style green shirt was folded nicely and her black and red tie was tightened. She shimmied her hips, pulling the khaki pleated skirt she was in down to rest lower on her hips. Her mother had warned her that Pein was a stickler for a tidy appearance. Ignoring the warning, Madisun had chosen a skirt that didn't quite reach her knees. Brilliant.
"Madisun!" Pein barked suddenly. Madisun felt her knees shake at her father's commanding voice.
"Coming!" She barked back, surprising herself. It could hardly be considered her fault, her defensive nature caused her to shout involuntarily at most people. She must've surprised someone else too because a nearby door opened and a head poked out.
"New girl… Did you just yell at Leader-sama?" An incredulous redhead asked. Madisun raised an eyebrow and tried to look the man in the eye but found her gaze locked on his tattoo. Mostly because it was located on his forehead.
"Leader?" She asked, suddenly perceiving his words. The man nodded and reached out a hand. Madisun took it and they shook, though he quickly let go and looked towards the door.
"You should go. But hey, I'm Gaara. Leader can be tough, just look me up if you need a friend." The man said with a tilt of his hat before ducking into his own office. Madisun put a hand on the cool brass doorknob, quickly entering before wasting any more of her father's time.
"G-Gomen Otou-san I-" Madisun froze. The man sitting at the desk before her was easily the scariest person she had ever laid eyes on. With shocking orange hair, hypnotizing eyes, and multiple facial piercings Madisun was afraid to take another step into the room. Which is why she was slightly unnerved when her father called her closer.
"Madisun. It's been… awhile." Pein said stiffly.
"Thirteen years." Madisun corrected dryly. Pein nodded sharply and there was a tense silence in the room.
"So, uh, how have your teen years been treating you?" Pein asked, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. Madisun almost laughed out loud. It was utterly ridiculous! Seeing her father try to be a normal dad. She would've laughed too, if it weren't for the completely serious look on his face.
"Uhm," Madisun paused to clear her throat. "They've been fine." She finished casually, not feeling the need to tell her father that she lost her virginity at the age of 13, she was the school slut, and dozens of boys fell bowing at her feet every day. And that was precisely the reason she was here. Just searching for some fresh meat.
"Just fine." She repeated dryly with a forced smile. Pein raised an eyebrow.
"I am specially trained in the art of interrogation you realize?" He asked skeptically. Madisun felt her face flush red as she struggled to come up with a response. She was saved by a knock on the door.
"Come in." Pein said. Madisun hated to admit it, but she felt almost hurt when her father brushed off the fact that the two of them were supposed to be having a private meeting and he invited the stranger right in.
But once the man walked in, Madisun knew she would've gladly let him intrude if she had seen him first.
"You asked to see me Pein-sama?" The man asked in a quiet, deep voice. The mysterious voice matched the young man's mysterious appearance; a mask covering most of his face and stitches from countless wounds covering his body. Madisun couldn't help but wonder what had caused the scars.
"Ah, Kakuzu. Right on time. As usual." Pein said with a nod of his head in approval. Madisun failed to greet the man, and continued standing there and staring at him with her mouth slightly agape. Of all the boys that had hit on her –jocks, actors, artists, poets- she had never seen anyone as good-looking as the man standing before her.
"Introduce yourself." Pein commanded. Madisun's head snapped away from the man and towards her father. Looking back at Kakuzu Madisun grinned flirtatiously and stuck out her hand.
"I'm Madisun." She cooed when a large tan hand took her own paler one. The man nodded.
"I know." He stated emotionlessly. Madisun's face fell blank for a moment before she grinned up at Kakuzu again.
"Madisun, Kakuzu will be taking care of you during your stay." Pein announced making Madisun's eyes light up.
"Really?" She squealed. The two males looked startled at her sudden outburst and she quickly composed herself, trying to look more mature for Kakuzu.
"Sounds good." She corrected herself with a smaller, more controlled grin on her lips. Madisun started for the door, assuming Kakuzu was in tow, but when she turned around she saw he hadn't even moved. There seemed to have just been a silent conversation between the two men because Kakuzu nodded in seeming understanding before turning toward her with a wicked grin.
Grabbing her many bags Kakuzu led Madisun out of the office. Turning to look over her shoulder, Madisun gave a small wave to her father before trotting after Kakuzu, who evidentially took very long strides.
Once the pair had left, Pein chuckled quietly to himself.
"Oh Madisun, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into." He laughed under his breath.
He just couldn't wait to see her reaction when she met Kakuzu's boyfriend.
A/n Yeah, she's gonna be pretty heartbroken… oh well! She's my OC, I can hurt her as much as I want :P