I know that I originally put this story on my "Maybe-I'll-write-this-later"-list, but then I just couldn't get it out of my mind! (The other "Maybe"-stories are still on my profile, feel free to vote which one comes next)

The inspiration comes from the song "Trick and Treat" by the VOCALOIDs Rin and Len Kagamine (Listen to it, it's great!) and I'm listening to it right now. Because this is also kinda a song-fic, once in a while, there will be quots from the song, along with the english lyrics. There a quite a few in this chapter, but there won't be as many (probably) in later ones.

Also, the writing stlye may change. The writing style I had in mind didn't fit this chapter right, so it only appears once in a while in here, for example Maki's part. I thought it would fit a Horror-fic... This is the second time I write something like this so please don't kill me, okay? Please? D:
(And just ignore any grammar mistakes and the like. As I said in...probably most of my fanfics, english is not my native language.)

Oh, and Pain has Nagato AND Yahiko as names. I just couldn't decide which one to pick.

Now, everything I can say is: Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, the song "Trick and Treat", Rin and Len Kagamine, nor do I own the english lyrics. I found them on youtube. I do however, own the plot of this story (hopefully! Who knows, maybe somebody else already wrote something like that?), Maki and the crappy poem at the beginning that doesn't even deserve to be called a poem.

Chapter.1: Gift!

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There is a house, deep, deep in the woods

That no one dares to enter

But once a boy was lured to it

He went inside, but later

He was gone forever,

For he was trapped by the house's master

A puppet filled with nothing but sorrow and loneliness

And on Halloween, at midnight, (or shortly after),

He turned the boy into one of his kind,

So that they would spend eternity together.

And they did.

There is a house, deep, deep in the woods

That no one dares to enter

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"Deidara? Hey, Deidara, are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?"

"Hey, Deidara-senpai, it's not nice to ignore people!"

Deidara hadn't even noticed that he had been spacing out, at least not really, and now that he was brought back to reality, he actually felt a bit embarrassed to be caught drifting off to Lala-land.

His three best friends were staring at him, with slightly annoyed expression.

After all, he was pretty sure that when he wasn't listening, they were talking about their plans for Halloween.

Konan sighed, blowing a few strands of her dark blue hair out of her face, leaned back and closed her eyes for a moment, while she crossed her arms in front of her chest.

Pain basically did the same, but he continued to watch Deidara with his freaky grey eyes that had circles round the pupil.

"Say, what are you going to do next week? Are you free, Deidara-senpai? Konan-chan, Pain and I would like to spend Halloween with you!" exclaimed a happy voice at the right side of Deidara. The blonde turned to the source of the voice and was met with the same orange mask with the same swirly pattern he was met with every day.

Tobi hadn't followed the other's example and had, in fact, leaned closer to the blonde, most likely with a big smile on his face.

"Uhm, sure, why not! Have you planned anything special?" asked Deidara, slightly unnerved by Tobi's proximity.

At that, the blue-haired female of the group huffed and said in an offended tone "We were talking about just that when you decided we were too boring and spaced out!" To emphasize her statement, the redhead Pain now glared at him.

And once again, it was the masked boy who broke the ranks. "Konan-chan suggested that we dress up on Halloween and collect candy!"

While the other two shook their heads, Deidara furrowed his brows in confusion. "You mean, like Trick-or-Treat? Seriously?" "Seriously!" Tobi almost squealed. Almost.

Hm...Trick-or-Treat. They hadn't done that in years, although they met on the 31th October a few years ago. Ah, the memories...Yes, Trick-or-Treat sounded like a good idea, indeed.

"Sounds great, but why now? This is...kinda out of the blue" said the blonde. A small smile found its way on the woman's face and she placed her hands around her steaming cup of tea. Even her best friend stopped pouting and followed suit. He smirked slightly.

"Anniversary!" announced Konan and suddenly hugged a startled Deidara, almost knocking over the jar of strawberry jam and a tea pot in the process and then went on to Tobi who returned the gesture more than cheery.

"Remember? We met ten years ago, when those guys tried to steal the sweets I collected, Pain wasn't there and both of you suddenly appeared out of nowhere!"

As the memory replayed itself in his mind, the blond male mirrored her grin. "Yeah, I remember now. They were picking on you because of your hair color, weren't they?"

"Right. They were in my class and thought I dyed it to attract more attention."

"I wonder why Pain wasn't there then..." blurted out the mask carrier who probably felt left out. The redhead of the group scowled and glared at the table, while Konan sighed dramatically. She explained "You see, there was this guy who—"

"Konan. Don't."

"Oh, be quiet! It's clearly not my fault, and if you're embarrassed by it, then you shouldn't have done it" she scolded. That perked Deidara's interest. It was very, very rare that their childhood friend did something mortifying in public.

And so she continued with the story. "Okay, so there was this guy who had been doing the same as every other kid on Halloween. He was dressed up as a ghost and we saw him a few times, and he accidentally tripped me. I scratched my knee and he tried to apologize, but Pain over here got mad and chased him around the block. About five times, until the poor guy ran into someone and Pain caught up with him."

"Uh, that's funny!"

"You know what, Tobi? For once I agree with you!"

And the group laughed at the now pissed off man.

They were freaks; they were a family.

Konan was an orphan who was found on the streets; only a day after her aunt left her there. At the age of six, she started living in an orphanage which was led by a man called Jiraiya. The other kids avoided and picked on her because of her hair color. Because of that, she isolated and devoted herself to art. She loved the calmness of it and folded the most complicated things out of paper. Soon, she created her own world of calmness and paper, completely consumed by it.

She was a freak.

Pain's parents were murdered when he was only five and was sent to the same orphanage as Konan. Pain was originally born with the name Nagato Yahiko. He was stuck with the same fate as his female friend. His eyes were not exactly encouraging the children to talk to him. To deal with the pain of his loss (he thought he was responsible for his parent's death) and the cold-heartedness of the children towards him, he started cutting himself, till Konan caught him and helped him to get away from it. The start of their friendship, but when he grew up, however, the urge to cut himself got stronger again. As a way to suppress it, he pierced his whole face. Three piercings through the bridge of his nose, two through his bottom lip and seven piercings adorned both his ears now.

He was a freak.

Tobi was found on the doorstep of the Uchiha family. They pitied the little child and he became a part of the family. Rumors appeared, saying that he was the illegitimate son of the head of the company, Fugaku Uchiha. They got more and more explicit, until his wife Mikoto was confronted with Tobi's true mother, who explained that she just couldn't cope with bringing up the son of her dead husband. The tabloids and the boy himself never knew of that, but it saved the Uchiha's marriage and somehow, it saved Tobi. A year later, when he was eight, he was attacked by a madman and lost his left eye in the process. After that incident he wore a bright, orange mask with a swirly pattern to cover his face. His friends knew how much pain he felt. Not even his cheery character could cover that.

He was a freak.

And finally Deidara. He lived with his father until he turned thirteen, he then moved in with his mother who died three years later in a car crash. He had grown his blond hair long, it went past his shoulders, and a few strands covered the left side of his face. For a long time, he had just been alive, without really knowing why. Then he watched a show about explosions. He was hooked. In his opinion, explosions were the epitome of beauty. They were short-lively, but beautiful. He learned how to create bombs, but not for terroristic reasons. Bombs were his art. He soon had to accept that he couldn't just built bombs and let them explode. As a replacement, he started working with clay. But Explosions were his obsession.

He was a freak.

"Hey guys, it's getting late..."

The blond artist yawned and stretched his arms. He looked at his watch and yawned again. It was almost midnight, time to go home. Tobi had done so an hour ago.

He said good bye to his friends and left the house of Pain and Konan (he would never exactly figure out how they could pay it. Probably a part of Pain's fortune). Deidara had never liked it that much. It was in the forest and despite what he said; he was scared of the woods at night. And it didn't help that it was foggy outside.

He wrapped his coat a little closer around his body as he shivered in the night's breeze. With his eyes fixated at the path in front of him and the ears perking up at the quietest sound, he started his way back home. Home, where nobody was waiting for him.

A strong of gust blew his hair out of his face and he involuntary looked up from the ground. Between the branches of the almost bare trees, the moon shone down on the blonde, bathing him in light. And as he stared up to the dark sky and the moon, he heard something.

He listened closer, realizing that it was a voice. He closed his eyes and concentrated.

He couldn't quite hear what the person was saying, but it was obviously a melody.

The person was singing and Deidara couldn't move.

The voice got clearer and he was captivated by the sheer beauty of it. It was a slightly feminine voice, yet still the one of a boy, melancholic and melodic.

It was a sad song, he noticed.

Then the sound of twigs crushed under a certain weight disturbed the song and Deidara fearfully turned to the tree the noise was emitting from.

There, in the tree's branches, sat a girl.

Her hair was probably a dirty blond, and she was wearing cloths he had never seen in real life before. It looked like a maid outfit.

He watched interested as the stranger carefully climbed down the tree and faced him. Her pale skin glowed in the moon light and she stared directly at him. "Who are you?" she asked.

Something about the girl caused the young man to shiver. Her voice was so...dead. Still, he introduced himself.

"Ah, what a nice name! My name is Maki! Say, what brings you here?" she said and she smiled up to him. "I went for a walk, I suppose" he lied. At that, the strange child laughed silently, but he then noticed that she was about the same age as him, as he inspected her further.

She stepped closer to him and told him "I live here in the woods."

The blond boy looked her in the eyes and then he heard it again. The voice.

Maki must've heard it too because she snapped her head into the direction on her left.

"Do you hear that?" he muttered.

And suddenly her eyes widened, her jaw dropped a little and she gripped his wrist. "You...You can hear it?" she questioned. For the first time, something like emotion lay in her tone.

"Tell me, what do you hear?" Maki demanded, sounding desperate.

At that, Deidara concentrated again and finally answered "I hear a voice. It's singing."

He felt ridiculous for saying that out loud. The girl probably thought he was nuts, but to his surprise, the smile returned, now stretching over her whole face, reaching into her eyes.

"Would you like to take me home? I'm scared to go alone."

Taken aback by her sudden request, he accepted. It was not like he really had to be somewhere. And he couldn't help but ask "This person, the person who sings, will he be there too?"

"Sure!" she replied and took his slightly larger hand in her delicate one. "You will like it at my home!"

He knew that you shouldn't go with people, freaks like her, but could the place, where this wonderful voice was, really be bad?

No, of course not.

He wanted to listen to the voice all day long.

Wanted to listen to it.

He felt like he was in a trance.

And Maki dragged him behind her, deeper and deeper into the woods.

Fukai, fukai kiri no naka youen ni hibiku koe
Deeper, deeper you come into the forest, pulled by a voice so sweet

Oide, oide kono mori no motto okufukaku made
Come on, come on, until you're deeper in the heart of the forest

"Do you really think Deidara-kun will be fine, Pain?"

Konan worriedly looked out of her window, onto the small road that lead to the more busy parts of her hometown. "We should've come with him. Oh, if something happens to him...!"

"Konan, you're rambling nonsense again. He'll be fine. If someone tried to mess with him, he'd just blow them up."

The redhead looked at her with his grey eyes, his voice stoic as ever. However, the female didn't seem less worried. "That's not funny, Nagato. I don't want to be responsible if something happens. I don't want him to get hurt."

That surprised him a bit. He walked over to her and cupped her face with his hands.

"Don't worry. Deidara isn't a child anymore. He'll be fine, I'm sure. Just trust him"

She still wasn't convinced, but she was too tired to argue with him.

Sure, the blond troublemaker had gone this way hundreds of times alone before, but today, she felt as if something was up.

Maki was sure.

This was him.

He was the right one, definitely.

Finally.

He would be her master's gift.

Yes, her master would be pleased.

He would be pleased.

He would be happy.

They soon reached a clearance where a mansion that looked slightly rundown stood.

It had big and high windows and light fell onto the grass that was humid from the rain that had poured down a while ago. Still, it looked intimidating, with its high stone walls, not really welcoming. It looked a bit cliché, like the mansions in horror movies, just that there was obviously someone inside and it was way to clean and intact to be one.

As Maki dragged him to the huge door, he saw a small label, engraved into the stone.

"Akasuna Manor..."

"Did you say something?"

"No, nothing. It's nothing."

"Okay, then hurry up, I'm sure everyone is worried for me."

Hayaku, hayaku isogiashi de dekiru dake chikaku ni
Quickly, quickly, come as fast as your little legs can run in the dark

Oide, oide saa tanoshii
Come on, come on, it'll be so fun

Asobi wo hajimeyou
Let's play a game!

The blond girl pulled a small key out from a pocket in her maid dress and unlocked the door. They both stepped inside the building.

The hallway was brightly lit, long and not as scary as the mansion's outside had promised. There was well-kept and expensive furniture, but no freaky family portraits or the like.

Deidara didn't have any more time, for Maki pulled him to another door at the far end of the hall. She wanted to open it, but was stopped by a voice that made her companion shiver in fright. It was a smooth, deep voice, but scary nonetheless.

"Hey, Maki, who the hell is Blondie over here?"

Said 'Blondie' spun around, facing a tall man in a dark cloak. He had light hair whose color was a mixture between grey and blond, his eyes were a light shade of violet and frowned.

Maki didn't seem one bit surprised nor intimidated.

"Good evening, Hidan-sama. I found this boy in the woods, going for a walk. I thought he may like some hot tea and sweets!" she exclaimed. Hidan, as she had called him, grabbed Deidara's chin and inspected his face closer. He then turned to the girl and they exchanged a few words, Deidara couldn't hear.

At something Maki said, Hidan's eyes widened, very much like Maki's did a while ago and he looked at the blonde who still stood dazed in the room.

The blond girl bowed and the guy went the other way, a smirk on his lips.

Deidara wondered what the female had told him, yet he didn't dare to ask.

While he was caught up in his thoughts, Maki opened the door, stepped aside so that he could walk in and pulled at the sleeve of his coat. "Deidara-san, we're here" she announced.

As he focused on the reality, he found himself in a small, cozy looking room with a table, two chairs and a few other things. Everything in it was light, childish blue.

Somewhat hesitatingly, the blond artist sat down on one of the wooden chairs and looked at the food on the table. Maki hadn't lied to Hidan; there was a tea pot, two cups and lots and lots of sweets.

The girl didn't take a seat; she instead stood next to him and said "Feel free to eat! I can only recommend you the cinnamon sticks!"

And again, a sorrowful melody reached his ears and Maki sighed. "He's singing again." she commented. Her gaze was directed at the ceiling and she seemed far, far away, so Deidara averted his attention at the sweets in front of him.

They all looked delicious...

"Take the cinnamon stick. You'll like it..."

Even though he didn't know where the voice was coming from, he obeyed, bewitched by the music filling his ears.

He never knew you could eat them without anything else, but there was always the first time.

Hmm...this really was great...

Shinamon stikku wa mahou no sutekki
This cinnamon stick is a magic stick

hitofuri suru dakede shiropu ga fueru
Imagine that you're drowning in the sweetest syrups

He continued to eat the sweets.

He just couldn't get enough.

Maki poured some tea into the cups and dropped two sugar cubes into each one. She took hers and drank. Deidara wanted to followed her example, but found out that he couldn't. He tried, but he just couldn't.

"Is something wrong, Deidara-san?"

His brain slowly clouded and he knew that he had fallen into her trap.

Their trap.

"I...I fell so...sleepy..."

"Don't worry, Deidara-chan. Everything is alright. Just sleep..." she encouraged him and this time, he didn't have a choice. He had to obey.

He had to.

Nigasa sae wasurete amai yume no naka
Dreams relieve you of problems and sorrows that make you weep

tengai ni mamorarete
Because they are heaven-made

Nemuri ni ochiru…
Have one and fall asleep…

Do you hate it? Love it? Want to kill me with a chainsaw? Please let me know, so that I can improve my writing^^ That's really important to me...

I don't know why, but I like Maki :D Do you know Mello from Death Note? Yep, she's got that awesome haircut (my third OC with dirty-blond hair and that haircut O_o)

Should I put a crappy poem at the beginning of every chapter (even if it may contains spoilers)...? Maybe. Maybe not. Be prepared for the poem of hell. *cue dramatic soundtrack*

Megaphone. Kills. You.