Shukaku, in one stride, quickly got to the prison door to unlock it. Jessica's eyes were unseen from the shadows of her bangs. She collapsed to the ground with her head in her hands. The sound of an unlocking door sounded behind her. Sasori rushed over to his first daughter.
He crouched down to comfort her saying, "No, Jessica-chan. Listen to me. I'm old: I've lived my life-." The beast grabbed Sasori by his black cloak and dragged him down the stairs.
"Wait!" Jessica cried out to them.
"Jessica-chan!" called out Sasori. They were already outside. Shukaku proceeded in dragging the puppet towards the palanquin. "No! Please, spare my daughter!"
"She is no longer any of your concern." the raccoon-dog gruffly said to the human. He threw the man into the palanquin.
"Take him to the village." Shukaku ordered. The palanquin broke the ivy holding it to the ground and then slunk off like a spider with Sasori inside.
"Please, let me out! Please!" Sasori's fading voice yelled. His chakra was still being held back so long as he remained in the palanquin or on the castle grounds. Jessica gazed sadly out the cell window at the palanquin and her father crossing the stone bridge over the moat leading to the surrounding forest. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she buried her face in her hands. Shukaku began ascending the few stairs leading to the interior of the castle. Kankuro stood at the entrance with an uneasy expression upon his face.
"Master?" the candle stick nervously said. The beast turned to him, his eyes angry and wild.
"What?" Shukaku hissed.
"Well, um...since the girl is going to be with us for some time, I was thinking that you might, er, want to offer her a more comfortable room." Kankurou said. The Ichibi growled at him, enraged.
"Then again, maybe not!" the object said with wax droplets rolling down his waxy face. Shukaku stormed off to the cell where Jessica was still crying.
"You didn't even let me say good bye. I'll never see him ever again. I didn't get to say good bye." She thought aloud with her back turned to him. Guilt struck through his heart.
"I'll show you to your room." He dead-panned. Jessica turned her surprised face to him.
"My room?" She thought the cell would be her room, "But I though-."
"You want to, you want to stay in the tower?" asked a confused Shukaku.
"No." she replied.
"Then follow me." he said to her. All of the anger from before had boiled down to nothing but a safe simmer that had always been there. Jessica was lead by the demon through the gloomy hallways of the castle, she had begun to lag behind. The blue-eyed girl looked to the hideous sculptures on the walls and the light casting dancing shadows on them. Frightened, she gasped and ran to catch up with Shukaku who was carrying Kankuro to light the halls. The raccoon-dog demon looked back at Jessica to see a tear form at the corner of her eye.
"Say something to her!" Kankurou whispered to him.
"Hmm? Oh..." Shukaku turned his head to the side while still walking through the corridor.
" I...er...hope you like it here." he said to Jessica. He looked to the purple-eyed candle's consent. Kankuro motioned his hands for Shukaku to continue.
He looked to the young girl again and said, "This castle is your home now, so you can go anywhere you wish...except for the West Wing." Jessica looked up from her sandals to his sandy yellow eyes.
"W-what's in the West Wing?" she questioned. Shukaku halted in his steps and without turning her direction he snarled,
"It's forbidden!" He continued his way down the hall practically squeezing the life out of poor Kankuro where behind them followed a reluctant Jessica. Light spilled into the room as Shukaku opened the door for her. She walked into the comfy room.
"Now, if there's anything you need, my servants will attend to you." he tenderly said. Kankuro's face lit up as an idea awoke in his head.
"Dinner...invite her to dinner!" he whispered in Shukaku's pointy purplish ears. He growled angrily and said to the girl,
"You...will join me for dinner. That's not a request!" The beast whirled around, his dark purple cape like haori swished behind him as he slammed the door shut behind him. Jessica, terrified, ran over to the bed and flung herself onto it, finally breaking down and sobbing.
Back at Konohagakure...
"Who the hell does she think she is?" grumbled a certain ninja who always wears some article of clothing that is blue.
"Damn right!" said his younger friend.
"Dismissed. Rejected. Publicly humiliated. Why it's more than I can bear." Sasuke pouted and turned his chair away. Konohamaru, feeling left out, ran in front of the 13 year old and asked,
"More beer?" He turned the chair away again.
"What for? Nothing helps. I'm disgraced." Sasuke groaned.
"Who, you? Never, Sasuke-sama, you've got to pull yourself together!" Konohamaru chided. He was still being ignored, the ten-year old sighed and sang,
"Geez, it disturbs me, Sasuke, looking so down in the dumps. Every guy here'd love to be you, Sasuke, even when taking your lumps." Cheering from other people in the bar rose around them. Sasuke's lip tilted to a smirk.
"There's no ninja in town as admired as you, you're everyone's favorite guy, everyone's awed and inspired by you!" Konohamaru turned the chair around to face him.
"And it's not very hard to see why! No one's slick as Sasuke, no one's quick as Sasuke. No one's next to incredibly thick as Sasuke! For there's no man in town half as manly...perfect a pure paragon! You can ask Lee, Gai, and Chouji...and they'll tell you who's team they'd prefer to be on!" the young boy said. He swooped over to a table and pulled off Shikamaru's head protector. He ran to Sasuke and tied it to his arm: The duck haired man flexed his arm and cracked the metal plate into several pieces.
Konohamaru continued to dance around until a drunk Jiraiya and Kakashi who were wearing 'I Love Make Out Tactics! T-shirts swung him up by the hands and swung him around.
"No one's been like Sasuke, a king-pin like Sasuke." the perverted older men sang.
"No one's got a black hole for a stomach like Sasuke!" sang Konohamaru. Sasuke got smug his comfy chair and declared,
"As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating."
"My, what a guy that Sasuke!" Everyone in the sake house sang. The perverts swung Konohamaru back and forth like a child between two parents. He tickled Naruto's chin who stood up with pride.
"Give five sugois, give him power," the perverts said.
Konohamaru sang, "Sasuke is the best, and all the rest are losers!" he swung up his arm in dance and threw a cup of sake to Naruto's face who punched Konohamaru in the face.
Everyone in the bar joined in, "No one fights like Sasuke, no one bites like Sasuke!"
"In battle, no one screws up like Sasuke and Naruto!" sang Shikamaru whom was promptly knocked out by a flying bottle of sake and a bowl of ramen.
"For there's no one as burly and brawny." sighed the young adult girls. Sasuke flexed his muscles.
"As you see I've got biceps to spare." he declared.
"Not a bit of him scraggly or scrawny..." the Sandaime's grandson sang.
"That's right! And every part of me's covered with hair!" Sasuke began playful fights with a bunch of the men in the room and then lifted a bench with Ino, Sakura, Tenten, and Moegi on it. He dropped the bench on poor Konohamaru and unzipped his white jacket to reveal his...charming chest.
"No one hits like Sasuke, matches wits like Sasuke!" said Kakashi and Jiraiya.
"Only because they're so low!" whispered Shikamaru to Naara who nodded in agreement.
Konohamaru said, "In a spitting match, nobody spits like Sasuke!"
"I'm especially good at expectorating —Ptooey!" Sasuke spit into a sake bowl. Everyone but Naara and Shikamaru sang,
"Ten points for Sasuke!" Sasuke played shogi with Shikamaru, then hit the board sending pieces flying everywhere along with a sweat drop forming on his opponents head.
"When I was a lad I ate four dozen tomatoes, every morning just to help me get large! And now that I've grown I eat five dozen tomatoes, so I'm roughly the size of a barge!" Sasuke spun a bowl of tomato ramen on his forefinger and at the same time poured it into his open mouth. Konohamaru tried to mimic this but succeeded in only soiling his clothes with noodles, soup, and vegetables.
"No one aims like Sasuke, makes those beauts like Sasuke." sang everyone.
"Then goes around wearing blue like Sasuke!" commented the younger boy.
"I use blood in all of my laundry washing!" Sasuke sang, he then threw three exploding noted at three separate groups of sake varieties: making it rain sake. The blonde woman with the revealing shirt skipped around happily as she collected the raining sake in a bowl. He returned stomping to his chair where on the walls you can smell a strange scent on the red-brown designed wallpaper.
"My, what a guy! Sasuke!!!!!!" yelled all of the villagers in the sake house.
