Ch 90

"When I get mad, survival's not on my mind, only making sure you know exactly where you stand. You're operating on a different plane, way below my level." 

You may be more powerful, but we have the same experiences. 

Yet I don't believe I'm trying to take over the world and cause everyone to go under some genjutsu. 

You are weak compared to me. 

You have almost died, leaving behind your life for this life. But I did die, I died in pain and alone. I don't even remember my name or family anymore. That was another life. I am not that person anymore. 

I am fully Ishi Uchiha, there is no other name that isn't my own. Ishi is me, and my will of fire. 

"Little girl, you cannot speak to me this way. You need to be taught a lesson." 

His words are barely being concentrated on. I hear them, but they are going in one ear and out the other. I hear you, but I don't get yourself, Madara. 

I can't even comprehend your tone. It's almost like I'm being scolded by a teacher. He isn't upset, but he won't take my words lightly. It is still an insult. 

But then how would he react if he was in my position? He definitely won't sit there and take it. But his words are so amusing. I can't help but laugh. I feel like I'm losing my mind. 

I was definitely taught a lesson. A big one! I didn't die. So what should I take from that? 

I survived, I'm still here. Which means whatever tried to knock me out failed. I'm stronger than whatever tried to take me down. 

It's a damn shame for them, because now I'm even more fired up. 

"Madara, we don't need to be having this conversation. Obviously I will see what I can do, but I want my weapons back." I smirked, my mind going back to normal as I now think rationally. 

"If you are too threatened by me, I would think you'd need to take a good look in the mirror. That goes for all of you!" I raise my arms like I'm about to take a bow from my final performance. 

My best one yet. 

"I won't run, and I won't hurt you, if you're so scared." 

Silence. Complete and utter silence. 

The quiet before the storm.

The lull before the upheaval. 

And the silence before the applause. 

I may live and die by my sword, but I won't die by yours. 

If this is where I meet my end, then so be it. I have no regrets in my mind. 

But then I hear something unexpected. 

Something I tilt my head at. 

A clapping sound. 

Someone was clapping. 

Madara was clapping. 

He was clapping at me. 

"You have exceeded my expectations, Ishi Uchiha." 

Have I? How strange, I was ready for death and he was ready to give me life. The irony doesn't go over my head. 

"And how have I done so, I'm curious?" 

I am very confused. My reckless brain turned into a rational one, which then reverted back to its original form. 

How boring. 

"I'll refrain from commenting; I wouldn't want to further inflate your already overblown ego." 

Also boring.

I don't even know what that was about either. I became so angry that I became calm. Then I felt high, like I was on all the illegal drugs. 

I was having the best trap of my life, all on nothing. Guess that's what living is all about. 

Mysteries. 

But now that my feet are planted on the ground and I am back to earth. What in the absolute hell was I thinking? 

I was speaking to Madara like I had 9 lives. 

I was speaking to him like I could one-shot him into the next dimension. 

And he allowed it. He allowed me to live. Even clapping at how absurd it was. Now I think he's crazy. 

"Ah, sure. But can I actually have my stuff back, it's the least you could do." 

I sound pathetic after all that. I was speaking like I could take out the full universe, now I'm just normal. 

Can I have some of that cloud-9 drugs back? I want to be like that 24/7. 

Because reality is gross. And even worse, I'm being realistic. 

But for Madara, I could feel him rolling his eyes.

 "Corner of the room." 

My head immediately snapped to where he had said and I saw my katanas and war fans on the ground, in the corner of the room. 

Oh, so I made a fuss over nothing. They made me make a fuss over nothing. It was here the whole time. 

Now I feel embarrassed. Now I feel second-hand embarrassment. 

I honestly hate them more just because of this. It's not even for pettiness, but in spite. 

"Old man, I think you're going senile." I'm not even going to bother. It's funny because he's still in his 20s and Pain and Konan are in their 30s. Obito had them tricked into thinking he's an old man from so many decades ago. Honestly, it's hilarious. 

"I have let your odd comments go but you are pushing your limit." 

I raise my hands in surrender, "got it, got it." 

I'll save all my retirement home jokes for the real one. 

But then again, I did win this little fight. Madara had no choice but to let me go.

If he attacked, then he would lose.

If he killed me, he would have proven my point.

If he had left me alone, he would also prove my point.

So he did the only thing he could've done. The only option I left for him.

Amusement.

Act amused and let me go.

He thinks he won, and it's so funny. 

A/n I actually have a lot of jokes, I'm the eldest in my friend group so I always get asked "How was the Great Depression?" I, in turn, treat them like children who will put fire to the stove. I won't be surprised if they do... They're dumb. I don't like I'm any better. Enjoy~