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All he saw was a blue blur before he opened his eyes again.
When he did he saw the enemy lying on the ground, stab wound to the heart. There was red pouring from his heartbeat-less chest. No doubt an assassin of some sort. And then he spotted her.
She was glaring at him and holding her side in pain, huffing at the rip in her body. It had come from the other attackers. Her blue eyes were fierce, reminding the Pein of two blazing comets. “Baka!” She suddenly shouted at him. Blood was dripping from several gnashes and cuts on her pale, bare arms. She shook her head violently and the dark red whipped from her hair and landed on his face.
She didn’t even have her cloak on.
“Konan-san.” Pein said.
She turned her light eyes on him. “You could be a little more careful, Pein!” She snarled in answer and began cursing (to him or to herself, he didn’t know) and brushing herself off. With slight surprise he noticed a detection of worry in her tone.
“Y-You should always be willing to protect me,” he stated lamely. His grey-colored eyes were as cold and unforgiving as ever.
Konan’s icy eyes flashed up at him. “Pein-san...” she growled menacingly, starting toward him quickly. Even though the wound in her side was killing her she didn’t wince or slow her stride. She wouldn’t show her pains or discomforts in front of him. Ever.
She sidled up to him and was intending to kick him in the gut but she found arms being wrapped around her warmly. She remembered feeling shocked that the leader of the Akatsuki could be that warm.
“Thank you, Konan-chan,” he whispered into her stormy hair before adjusting her flower and walking off.
She stood in the same spot, blinking for a moment.
Then she made another irritated snarling noise, snatched up her red clouded cloak and ran after her partner. “Peeiinnn!”