Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing but Takahala and the hard work put into this ficcie. 3

Contains Yaoi. Don't like, don't read.

So yeah, I've decided to finally start up a fanfic...At first I garantee it shall be terrible, and quite possibly OOC. And the first two chapters will be sort of centered around The OC, so you can get to know her 'n such..Ideas, plot bunnies, Fan Art, you name it. All adored and welcomed. Just post it in a review.

Now onward, Biggesworth!

Being the sadistic little thing Pein was, instead of calling the meeting to introduce the new member during the day time, when everyone was both awake and in their diligent, sane minds. But Nooo. He just had to call it at 3AM.

After Deidara fell off his bed, nearly choked on his coffee, and put his clothes on backwards twice, he was finally making steady, but eeever so slowly progress to Sir leader's Chambers.

Once he got in the crooked, malformed circle of members he gazed around, searching for the new member. "Sir Leader, Un, where is the new member?" Deidara asked groggily, not even minding the fact that in general cases, if you where sane, you dare not speak to Sir Leader unless he commanded you to do so. However the blonde got off lucky as the Akatsuki ignored the small bit of disrespect, and answered, "She should be here soon.".

'Hm, a girl? Maybe she won't be an asswipe like Da-' he was interrupted in his thoughts, when suddenly from above, on a stalagmite a humanoid popped out of nowhere. "WHY HALO THAR." the creature beamed, with an insane grin on it's face. Not a happy sort of grin, my dear Johnny. More like a 'I'm-Gonna-Rape-You-In-Your-Sleep' sort of grin. And of course with Deidara never having been so good when it came to suprises, he reeled back in a mixture of terror and suprise.

Right into Sasori.

And somehow as they toppled over, Deidara managed to land on Sasori. With his crotch Oh-So-Nicely situated in the puppeteer's face. There was about one and two quarters of silence, before the room erupted in howls of laughter. Sasori, Though, was ever so quietly laying there. Deidara's face very well could be camoflauged in the puppet master's hair right now. He soon slinked off of his partner, afraid that somehow any fast movements might trigger a volcano of anger from the other. Even though that made no logical sense whatsoever, that's just how the sculptor's mind worked.

Partly the reason why Sasori hadn't bothered to move is that he didn't really mind. 'Argh..bad, pedophile brain, Bad!' he scolded himself, grumbling a rather colorful string of words beneath his breath. Deidara just kept staring at him, making his Danna indeed uncomfortable, but none the less he just pretended nothing was happening.

The figure- Presumably female- lept down from the stalagmite and landed easily on its feet, glancing around, and then said, "..Chaos, Disorder, and Embarrassment. I believe my work is done here.", you could feel the intravenous, creepy happiness radiating from her.

Auburn hair, magenta eyes, what appeared to be a barbed tail, and two wings on her back, feathered at the top, and took on a bat like appearance towards the bottom. Daggers rested at her sides, wickedly curved and twisted, with a ragged edge. Both, seemed to be coated with a poison. 'Typical.' Sasori thought curtly, already despising the lady already. Other than some peculiar tattoes and a scratched Takigakure hitai-ate around her waste, she seemed reasonabley normal.

Or at least as normal as Akatsuki get.
Which isn't saying much.

After a few minutes of deafening silence, unsuprisingly enough, it was Tobi who broke the silence. "Hi pretty girl! What's your name?!" the masked-nin asked cheerily.

"Takahala."

A/N:Yeah, crappy ain't it? xD Not my first time writing a fanfic, but it's been a looong time. Don't worry, I'm not planning on pairing her with anyone. She's more or less just there for you amusement. I do, however, want to get at lest ten reviews for me to continue the story. So be good little minions and R&R! 3