I don't know what's happened to me but I drank too much coffee (the reason that I can't sleep) and some weird idea about Deidara and Hinata inside my head (Maybe because I just finished reading a DeiHina fic that touched me to the bones…) I just have to get this idea out or else…it's going to run around my head all day.

I have planned this to be a three chapter fic…a short story just to get the idea out.

Nothing serious.

Paragraphs in italics with (f) marks are flashbacks*

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

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Chapter One

Deidara laughed despite of the hellish pain that he was feeling. The sound of his mad laughter echoed around the cave, bouncing on the cold stone walls and vibrating before slowly dying into silence. His leg was numb… maybe broken. He cannot see clearly in the darkness and he was almost sure that if he can, he would see his body's poor state and just laugh harder.

Who knows, maybe his body was torn in half and he was already dead.

Or maybe he was hallucinating.

Or maybe he was just fucking crazy… and the last idea actually makes sense.

Somewhere within the cave, someone lit a torch, illuminating warm orange light. It was dim, but it was enough to make him see the face of whoever it was that dragged him inside the cover of the cave after he blowed himself with his own clay bombs. What he did was supposed to be a masterpiece… a beautiful art… but someone interfered and knocked him away from his explosion.

Now he was still alive in this ugly world.

And now, what was supposed to be his beautiful finale in this ugly world was ruined.

Deidara squinted his functioning eye. His other one was useless, rendered blind by a fight he cannot even remember. He had fought too many battles and had been wounded many times in return… whether it was in his life as a decent Shinobi or a crazy Akatsuki.

"I'll be damned yeah." He choked, blood dripping from his sneering lips. Now that he spoke out loud, he wondered if he lost a few good teeth. Or maybe just broke his jaw. "Fuck me up if it isn't you…" He laughed again, recognizing who it was. At first, he wondered if his eye was playing tricks on him. "Hinata Hyuga."

Hyuga Hinata let her eyes roam over the Akatsuki's tattered body. His arm was almost torn at the joint while his right leg was obviously broken. She could see a few bones sticking out. The smell of burned skin was nauseating but she had enough time volunteering at Konoha's hospital that she can disregard her senses upon such an unruly sight. Without a word, she removed her white standard traveling cloak and laid it on the stone cold floor next to her. Her forehead protector glinted around her neck.

"Don't tell me you're the one who pulled me out of that explosion yeah?" Deidara asked, raising an eyebrow.

Hinata grabbed her pack, which was near Deidara's bloody feet. She pulled out a few disinfecting ointments, bandages and salves. She also brought out her needle and thread. Carefully, she placed them next to the blonde.

"What, cat got your tongue yeah?"

Hinata sighed. For a wounded, almost dying man, Deidara was still a loudmouth. In her twenty years of life, she never knew a person as weird as this one. "P-please hold yourself still. I am going to sew those deep wounds to prevent the bleeding."

Deidara raised an eyebrow again. He watched in amusement as the Hidden Leaf Kunoichi focused her white gaze on the giant needle she was holding. Against the orange light, she looked eerie with her white eyes and pale skin. Her hair, which was very long, also added a good lot to the unearthly effect. "A Konoha ninja saving an Akatsuki… a criminal… now that is something I can call weird yeah?"

Mentally, Hinata agreed. But she did not say it out loud. She edged nearer to him, wrinkling her nose at the scent of muscle and blood and smoke.

"You are going to get in trouble for this Hinata." He told her.

"I know." She answered, knowing that the madman has a point. "But I have to."

"No, you didn't have to. No one orders you to do this yeah?" Deidara smirked. "You chose."

"Right." Hinata murmured. "I guess you're right. But you saved my life… I can't just let you die."

(f) Hinata gagged. The Akatsuki who was holding her by the neck seemed intent on breaking it into two she could see starts dancing at the back of her eyes. If she remembered the description of her bingo book correctly, this one particular Akatsuki with the skeleton marks was Hidan.

"You will make a good sacrifice for my Jashin." The Akatsuki said and leaned his mouth closer to a small bleeding gash on her chin. He licked the blood, sending cold shivers down her toes. Hinata could feel herself slipping. Derived with oxygen, her vision was getting darker and her mind was getting cloudy.

The Akatsuki named Hidan lapped her blood, licking it with gusto. Just for good measure, he let his tongue run down her neck. "Your blood tastes good. Jashin will be pleased. Such a beautiful face too… young and fresh."

Even in her state, Hinata managed to clench her teeth and kicked her legs in defiance. She was a Kunoichi and she was trained not to give up even in her last breath. If she was going out, well she was going out fighting.

In the back of her mind though, she was drowning in self pity.

All her hard work… all her efforts… it will all go down the drain if she was going to get killed in this Akatsuki lair. She won't even be able to leave any clues that she found the place. A few days ago, she was tasked by the lady Hokage to track the Akatsuki's whereabouts with her team along with Team Kakashi. She had vowed to do her best then, unfortunately, she got separated from the unit and ended facing the most feared S-class criminals of this generation.

Long story short, she got caught by the people she was trying to trail.

She failed the mission.

She failed the Village.

"Oh…still got a fight in you eh." Hidan laughed, letting go of her neck to hold her long blue hair. She cried out, unable to stop herself because of the pain. Flinging her arms wildly, Hinata managed to scratch the coal black skin of the much larger man. Her nails made an angry mark and blood flowed. Hidan only laughed.

Then Hinata found herself being thrown back in full force, she hit the cave wall with a dull thud. At that same moment, she could feel a few of her ribs snapped. The back of her head hit a stone when she landed on the ground and she groaned in pain, tears wetting her pearlescent eyes.

Now Hinata was very sure that she was going to die.

Acceptance for her bloody fate slowly sinking in, Hinata let the dark cloud of unconsciousness slowly take her body and mind. It was better this way. If she was unconscious, she won't feel a thing.

But before she closed her eyes, she saw another one of the cloaked figures walking towards her. She can't see clearly but she was dead sure he was one of them—hence the uniformed cloak. Compared to the one who was torturing her, this one however was shorter.

But his eye was very blue, and hair the color of sunshine… same as Naruto's. Strangely, she found comfort at seeing such a lively colors inside a dim cave, where she was about to let out her last breath.

She closed her eyes.

"Hidan you shit. She is not supposed to be your sacrifice yeah? She was captured for interrogation."

"Shut your mouth Deidara. Or you'll lose all three of them."

"Fuck you, you religious devil." Deidara glared at the immortal creep who was now slowly transforming back to his normal, not black-colored self. "If the leader knew what you're doing… you are surely going to shit yourself." Kneeling over the fallen… weirdo. Weirdo for he never saw anyone so white and so pale with dark blue hair, he picked the kunoichi up unceremoniously from the cold ground. "Try keeping up with the orders yeah?" He faced Hidan again, adjusting the girl in his shoulder. He had tossed her over him like a bag of potatoes.

She was heavy.

Hidan smirked. "She's a perfect sacrifice."

Deidara replied with a frown. "Go find yourself other sacrifices yeah? But not this one."

With a sigh and a slow chant under his breath on how to keep big muscled idiots at bay, Deidara left Hidan and his Jashin-full-of-shit brain alone. It was only because Kakuzu—Hidan's real partner— was away for some money matters and also because lord Sasori was dead that he was temporarily partnered with Hidan.

If given his choice, he would rather pair up with a dead rabbit than with the sleek-haired immortal one. Hidan got a very smart mouth and a foul sense of humor. Deidara knew from the start that they would never get along. Besides, the Jashinist doesn't know what true art mean even if it hit him on the head. Hidan has no artistic flair whatsoever.

Really pathetic.

"Stupid yeah." Deidara grunted as he dropped the unconscious girl on the soft straw mat. The cave that they were in has many manmade rooms—one for each Akatsuki member. Well except for Zetsu the man-plant, that one was a freak of nature and no one knows if he sleeps like a normal person.

No one bothered to ask.

The cave was one of the gang's many bases. Akatsuki has a lot of hidden lairs littered around the Shinobi map. Being an organization that was hunted all the time, they need to keep on jumping from one place to another to prevent being tracked.

The white skinned kunoichi stirred and Deidara rolled his eyes in relief. If the girl died, he and Hidan could kiss their asses goodbye. The leader of the organization doesn't like being disobeyed when he gives off specific instructions.

And he instructed that the girl be brought to him alive.

Kneeling beside the straw mat on the stone floor, he poked the girl's side with a thumb. There was blood on her vest and bruises on her face and neck. This one belongs to the Hyuga clan—that he could tell. Her eyes, when he checked, were white with tints of lavender on the sides.

In his opinion, people from the Hyuga were creepy. Their eyes look pupil-less.

"Hey." Deidara said and frowned. "If you can hear me. Stop playing dead so we can dress your wounds yeah? You still need to travel and your wounds might be infected and kill you on the way."

There was no answer.

"I won't kill you." Deidara tried again. "At least not yet. Why don't you open your creepy eyes and help me out?"

Again, he received nothing, just the sound of whizzing breath.

Deidara shrugged. "Tried being nice." He muttered before pulling a kunai from inside his cloak where a sturdy bag of blades hid. Brandishing the weapon first, he slashed at the vest and tore it off from the girl's body. He threw the vest away and transferred his blue gaze on her next garment.

He slashed at her black shirt.

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Hinata clutched the black cloak that somehow replaced her old ninja uniform. When she looked at it properly, she almost choked to see that it was black with a cloud insignia. She never imagined—not even once—that she was going to have a chance to wear the famous Akatsuki cloak.

It was a symbol of death itself.

Her hands were bound along with her feet and she was sprawled on the hard ground inside what looked to be a small room made of stone and moss. Wiggling feebly, for she was still feeling the effects of her injuries, she tried to find an exit.

There was a door.

Hinata tried activating her Kekkei genkai but almost cried in dismay when she doesn't have the strength to summon chakra to her eyes. If she was correct, something…a drug maybe… made it that way. She can feel that her chakra was intact but somehow, she cannot activate her bloodline limit.

Finally, she decided to use her teeth. Curling her body to reach the ropes that tied her hands, she started gnawing. Her gums hurt but she didn't blink an eye. This was between life and death and even if she lost all her teeth, she was going to escape.

They haven't killed her yet… so there was still a chance.

What puzzled her though, were the bandages that wrapped her neck and arms. Hinata couldn't imagine an Akatsuki playing medic while she was in a deep sleep. For a second of dread, she hoped that they haven't tried anything funny on her body when she was out…sexually or scientifically.

To her surprise and extreme relief, the ropes snapped and she easily broke it with her bare strength. Without wasting a second, she freed her legs and jumped to her feet. The door's lock was on the outside but she was pretty sure she can break it big enough for her to pass. She may not be the best in Taijutsu but she had trained very, very hard. Breaking a door should be easy.

The trickier part was how to keep it quiet.

Hinata prepared her fists. She aimed.

But before she could give hit, the door swung open on its own accord. And to her bad luck, a ponytailed blonde was standing outside. His expression was expectant and impressed and she instinctively backpedaled. He smiled at her and his eyes widened in excitement. "Gotcha." He said."I know you won't be easily discouraged."

Hinata crouched in her usual fighting stance.

Deidara chuckled at the fighting spirit the girl was showing. With the way she glared at him with her moon-like eyes, he couldn't help but be excited. And with excitement—his artistic feelings were kicking in—which made his hands itched to mold his precious clay bombs and blow something up.

Or blow this girl up.

"You are a brave girl yeah."

Hinata gritted her teeth and suddenly attacked. This Akatsuki was not as big as the others and not as tall. He just got one eye and the way he moved was not at all scary. Now that she can see clearly, she recognized him to be the famous Deidara.

The bomber… the psychopath… the killer. Those where just a few nicknames the bingo book has mentioned that Hinata can remember.

If she could just hit strong enough to—

"You are real gutsy too."

Hinata gasped, the one man she has been aiming at suddenly disappeared in front of her like a puff of smoke. It was so fast her eyes couldn't catch up. In a split second of surprise, he suddenly materialized behind her. She screamed, unable to hold the dismay.

Deidara grabbed her by the neck which was still bruised and aching after the strangling session she received from the one named Hidan. She coughed, choking as he slammed her back on the wall and lifted her a few inches from the ground.

But despite the pain, Hinata felt something weird.

Something was moving…touching the skin of her neck. It was warm… it was wet… it was something with teeth.

Hinata screamed again, this time, out of fear.

Deidara laughed. "My hands are naughty yeah." (f)

Hinata bit the end of the thread with her teeth. She just finished stitching the big wounds closed. Her hands were dripping with blood and she wiped them on her black pants. She got a spare inside her pack so it doesn't matter if it got stained.

"It's been a few years since the last time I saw you." Deidara said in his now raspy voice as she kneads chakra on her palms. Hinata started tending the broken bones and it hurts like hell. He was so used to pain though, that he managed to keep up a straight face. "You've grown."

Hinata touched his knee joint, placed some pressure on it and pushed. The bone cracked but it was returned to its usual place. "Three years and six months to be exact." She said softly. "I never expected to see you again."

Deidara laughed. "You've been counting yeah."

"Yes."

"But as I said. What you're doing will get you to trouble."

"I know…"

"Foolish girl."

She continued to fix him up, tying, stitching, breaking, and returning. All the while, Hinata was wondering why she was doing so. Lady Tsunade had made it clear that the rest of the Akatsuki should be wiped out, now that the organization was not as strong as before because half of them were already dead.

Well, that was before when Deidara blew the rest.

Still mentally debating, Hinata watched Deidara's eye as she inserted a needle on his skin, injecting some greenish goo to his system. "Sleeping medicine." He guessed.

It was correct.

"You have to rest. You lost so much blood."

Deidara smirked. "Blood is nothing compared to the art lost when you stopped me from blowing myself and the rest of my fellow Akatsuki yeah."

Hinata brushed her hair back with an arm, careful that no blood touches her face. "You did blow them up. You are the remaining Akatsuki."

Deidara raised his zinged eyebrows. After few seconds, he laughed again. "And you saw it all? It's a marvelous sight right? Tell me… describe it."

"Why did you do it?" She asked.

Deidara's laughter ebbed.

"Why?"

"I'm tired of seeing what used to be great talented people die in the hands of Shinobi like animals. At least they're going to be a part of my art when they go."

It was a few minutes before the medicine had its effect on the blonde. When he was asleep, Hinata removed his tattered cloak and replaced it with her own. After making sure that he was comfortable regarding the circumstances, she left him and walked out of the cave to clean herself up in a nearby lake.

She also needed fresh air.

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