BAM! BAM! It was the end she never thought that something so terrible could ever happen to her. "Yatsuha, c'mon let me in don't be like that." Cowering in a corner of her room, Yatsuha stared at the door; she had barricaded herself in there. On the other side was her older brother, Koichi. He was always protective of her and never let a guy near her, now she understood why. He had harbored feelings for his younger sister that weren't meant to be. He finally snapped when he confessed his feelings to her; Yatsuha thought he was kidding and turned him down. Now it was all over she knew the barricade wouldn't hold much longer and then she'd have two choices, either let him have his way with her, or she could take her own life to prevent him from defiling her. She decided on door number two. Reaching into her tool satchel, she removed a kunai, the metal glinting in the dark. Looking to her bed she saw her six-week-old kitten, Pongo. Tears streaming down her face, she took the kitten in her arms. BAM! BAM! She looked to her door; Koichi was yelling at someone, they started fighting. Then it was quite. Still holding the kunai, she panicked. The door was being pushed open; raising the kunai she was about to drive it through her heart, but a hand grabbed her wrist. "Yatsu-chan, don't do it. It's all over he's not coming back." She looked up she knew that voice, it wasn't Koichi, it was Deidara. She thought that she must have been dreaming, for she hadn't seen him in almost ten years.
She dropped the kunai from her hand, her eyes were welling up and she began crying harder than she ever had. Pongo escaped from her lap just before she embraced Deidara. Pongo was still a kitten, but he had a rather arrogant, and controlling personality. Sticking his nose in the air he hopped onto the bed and watched the humans with a disgusted look on his face. Looking into his eyes, Yatsuha knew he had come for more than just a visit. "Yatsu, I'm sorry I left you alone with him, but now I'm here to take you with me." She nodded there was no way that she would argue now. They hurriedly packed the necessities and Deidara took her bags out the front door, grabbing her kitten, she stepped over Koichi's lifeless body. You'd think she would be sad about her late brother's passing, but losing her mother during the ends of the Great War, death seemed too much of a natural occurrence to her. She shut the door and turned facing her savoir. They boarded his clay craft and started off to wherever Deidara lived.
Author's Note: This is a rather mature-ish story that I've come up with, and I ask you to please review.