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Kakuzu moved the ryo to the side. "Hey-Hey Kaku-Oji?" The small voice of Kamiko heard behind him. "Yeah." Kamiko rushed to his side, he didn't mind when she called him -Oji or grandfather, he was almost 91.

"What does it feel like to have five hearts? Does it make you 5x as greedy or what?"

Kakuzu grumbled in annoyance but his lips slightly twitched up. "You experience 5x the pain of loss, despair, you realize that the only thing you can really count on in this world is money." Kamiko giggled slightly, "not true!" She chirped making Kakuzu loose count of what number of ryo he was on. "What?"

"You can count on others too. Maybe only if they're really close to you or strive for the same goal, but once our peace happens, money would mean nothing. You'd count on others and they'd count on you, they'd do anything for you in our new reality we're creating. Eternal happiness for all!" Kamiko chirped, her fiery eyes shining brighter than the sun. Kakuzu smiled, if this was any one else, we would've killed them and stolen their money and heart.

"Do you steal the hearts of your victims because your heart can't bear being alone? Or you don't wont to perish, you want to be surrounded by the others?" That's when Kakuzu caught on to what she was saying. "You sound. Different. Are you truly Kamiko." She grinned a devilish grin, the light in her eyes gone as her voice dropped slightly. "Don't tell and I wont ask you anymore of these questions." Kakuzu raised his eyebrow and held out his hand.

Kamiko scowled but reached into her pocket and grabbed a kit-kat bar. "You did a elder good today, be happy." Kamiko only pouted wanting her candy bar back. "You can get it back for 500 ryo." Kamiko slammed the door shut. Kakuzu chuckled ripping open the candy bar. Oh how they wish they knew about his secret sweet tooth, it was true he loved liver, but he loved Kit-kats more than anything else. He might even be willing to sell his soul for a king sized kit-kat bar. Who wouldn't?