Author's note: yup, I'm writing to fanfictions at once. I'm so bad: P

Black Zetsu talking

Yorichi Thinking

Memories or dreams

I am Yorichi Fujikage. I'm almost 19 and a ninja. I leapt through the trees with m mother. "Dad should've been back by now…" I said.

My mother nodded. "He should've been. We have to go look for him."

I nodded. "Yes, I know. I just hope that we find him..."

My mother nodded again as they picked up the pace. "Yorichi, if we don't find him…please understand that…"

I cut her mother of before she could continue. "I know mom. If we can't find him, I understand that he's probably dead." I said solemnly. I held the red butterfly necklace that my father had given me tightly.

"Why did he take that mission…he could've just stayed with us." I said, tears escaping my eyes.

"He had to. For the safety of the village." my mother replied.

"Mom, our village isn't on any map. It's so small and it's got the stupidest name. Chouchougakure? That means BUTTERFLY VILLAGE!! Who would want to live there?!" I asked angrily.

"Yorichi…I know it sounds stupid but the jutsus you have learned are special. No other village can do the jutsus we can. And look at your wings, Yorichi. You're special." She said.

I shuddered. "I hate them. I hate them so much." I had long red butterfly wings growing out of my back. It wasn't unnatural for residents of the Butterfly Village to get butterfly wings (we all develop them at 5 years old); it was just unnatural for them to get red ones. The Yorikage had said that it was a sign I would be drawn to great evil. By great evil, he meant the Akatsuki. Yes, the 'Kage' of our village was called the Yorikage. It was who my parents named me after. We approached a clearing where we found my father, lying on his side. Dead. I held my hand over my mouth to prevent a cry from escaping. I loved my father; he was the only one who truly loved my wings. My mother looked around quickly and leapt down to him. I remained where I was. She tried to pick him up. "NO!!!" I screamed. I saw a tiny wire attached to my father's wrist. My mother ignored me and picked him up. The wire pulled and something exploded. "NO!!!!" I screamed again.

"RUN!! MOVE!! PLEASE!!" I cried desperately. My mother tried to run, but the blast caught her.

"MOM!!" I screamed. When the smoke and flames cleared I saw my father lying on top of my mother. Had my mom used him as a shield? I remained still for awhile and then after a few minutes I rushed down.

"Yorichi…"

It was my father's voice. How was he alive?

"Yorichi…we love you…"

That time it was my mother.

I held my hand over my mouth again, holding back the loud cries I held in my throat.

"Live on…Without us." Both my parents said.

"Don't leave me!!" I pleaded.

"Goodbye." My mother said slowly.

"Don't forget…us…" My father said. I broke down and started to cry as I watched them die. Several loud cries escaped my throat as I fell to my knees. A plantlike thing was sprouting from the ground. It looked like it was closed, but could open. I smiled a bit as I walked over. It was huge. Almost as large as I am. I placed one hand on it and closed my eyes. "Please tell me what you saw." I asked softly. One of the many assets of Chouchougakure residents is that we can speak with plants and other insects.

"We saw nothing, for we just arrived." It said.

I jumped back in surprise and wiped my eyes. "You're an odd plant. What are you? If you can travel…do you know who set up the explosives?"

"We do not." It said.

"What kind of plant are you?" I asked.

"We are not a plant, and we are not an it. We are a him and we are a person." It replied. I watched in shock as it rose from the ground and revealed a tall man with an Akatsuki cloak on. He had one white hand and one black. When he opened his plant half of his face was white, and half was black. He had two yellow eyes.

"An Akatsuki! Why are you here?!" I asked.

"We are here, to find out if the rumors of a village called Chouchougakure are true." He replied.

"They are not. They used to be. Chouchougakure was demolished years ago. You are looking at the last resident." I lied.

"Then take us to the ruins. Now." He said, looking me in the eye.

"Your eyes are like my wings." I said suddenly.

"Eh?" he asked, confused.

"Nobody in my village had red wings. It was a sign that I would be drawn to evil, and eventually, become part of the evil. Everyone said that I wasn't normal because of my wings. I'm guessing people wanted you out of your village because of your eyes." I said.

"For other reasons." He replied, Gesturing to the huge plant on his shoulders.

I stared at him. "If you were in my village, you would fit completely in. we love plants, and can talk to them. They sometimes even do what we ask them to. And I think you would feel completely at home. Because, our houses are made from vines and flowers and are in the trees so we can fly up to them. The whole village is in the trees."

He raised an eyebrow. "So the village is still standing?"

I nodded slowly. "Yes, but my family was the only one to survive the massacre…now I'm the only one left."

The man stared at me. "The village is still standing and it's still alive with residents isn't it?"

I nodded ever so slightly.

"Then we'll kidnap you, and the village will come to you." He said.

I held my arms in front of me, like I was expecting him to tie them up. "Go ahead. My village doesn't think of me highly and they will be glad to be rid of me." I said sadly. I glanced at my dead parents. Perhaps I can do something for them before I to, am gone. I thought.

"Just give me 5 minutes and I'll come with you…" I said solemnly. I took both my parents in my arms and flew into a tree. I rested them on a branch, right next to each other. I took their hands and put them together.

"May the forest spirits be with you, on your journey to gain your white wings. I wish you well, my mother, my father. May your memories be rested in this tree and carried away back to our village with the butterflies of the spring." I held their hands and kissed them. Then I closed my eyes and let tears fall. When I opened them, two white butterflies had taken my parents place on the tree.

"Go now, and be with Mother Nature." I said. The butterflies flew up into the sky until I couldn't see them. I hadn't realized that the man was in the branch next to me until I looked over and saw the plant.

"That's an interesting religion you've got there. It impresses us." He said. "What is your name? Our's is Zetsu." He said.

I wiped away my tears. "Yorichi. My name is Yorichi."

Zetsu grabbed me and started sinking into the tree. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I yelled.

"You said you'd come with us. So that is what we expect you to do." He said, as we fully were in the tree now, and I had my eyes shut tightly.

"You can open your eyes now, Yorichi." Zetsu said.

I opened my eyes slowly to find that we were in a huge room. My eyes widened and I couldn't speak.

Zetsu didn't answer. There were several people in the room. One with red hair, one with yellow, one that looked like he had been stitched together, one with silver hair, one that looked like a shadow (I guessed he was the leader.), one with a mask, one with blue hair, one with blue skin and gills and one with black hair in a ponytail. "Zetsu, is this a resident from Chouchougakure?"

Zetsu nodded. "It is."

"You, girl. Where is Chouchougakure?" the leader asked.

I stared at everyone. They didn't look normal to me. They looked like freaks. Especially the one with red hair. But then again, I probably looked like a freak to them. It's very rare that you see a Chouchougakure resident, or even the village because we are in the trees.

"Listen to me, girl. I'm speaking to you." The leader said angrily.

"Her name is Yorichi, Leader-Sama." Zetsu said.

"Yorichi, huh? Strange name. I've never heard it before." The leader said, a little more relaxed.

"I'm named after the Yorikage. My parents added 'Chi' to the end of Yori, this creating the name Yorichi. My parents say that Yori means purity and so my name means pure one." I replied calmly.

"So you can speak." He said. "Pure one…that does seem like something that a parent would name a butterfly."

"Hold on. A BUTTERFLY?! SHE'S A ****ING BUTTERFLY?! I thought the people who lived in Chouchougakure were supposed to be strong." The silver haired one said.

"Be quiet, Hidan-San! You are not being a good boy! Unlike Tobi! Tobi likes girl's wings!!" the one called 'Tobi' said.

I glared at Pein and Hidan. "Do not throw my village or my race around like you do a kunai. We are strong, but because we are butterflies, you take us for granted. You never think that we might be stronger than even YOU!"

The leader smirked. "Then show us what you've got."

I looked up at Zetsu, who simply nodded. I stepped away from him and closed my eyes. "Spirits of the earth, I request that your plants heed my command!!" I said as my eyes glowed bright red.

Plants started growing out of the ground. My wings spread themselves as far as they could and I flew a few feet above the ground.

"Go now, and unleash your fury!!" I commanded loudly.

The plants were all the way grown and were flowers. The buds opened, revealing purple flowers with yellow centers.

"She can make FLOWERS GROW, un?! How dumb! Yet very artistic, un." The blonde one said.

"I agree with you, Deidara." The red haired one said.

I looked at them. "Wait for it."

They all looked confused, but did I said. Suddenly, the flowers shot out their yellow centers, coming close to hitting everyone but Zetsu. 'Deidara' got a few stuck on the collar of his cloak and was thrust against the wall. The red haired one dodged everyone that tried to hit him.

The leader watched as finally a huge yellow flower grew from the ground and pointed itself at him. I smiled evilly.

"Yorichi, stop!!" Zetsu said.

My eyes faded back to their normal yellow and the plants sunk into the ground. I slowly fluttered back to solid ground I smiled innocently.

"Is that all?!" the leader asked.

I shook my head. "I can do this." I held my hand into the air.

"Noble Scarlet, come to me." I said quietly. A red butterfly, my soul butterfly, appeared out of nowhere and landed in my hand. "Noble Scarlet, tell me their names."

Noble Scarlet flew over to the Akatsuki and fluttered in the air above them. Then came back to me. "I see. Pein, Deidara, Sasori, Itachi, Kisame, Hidan, Kakuzu and Konan?" I asked. I'm pretty sure I was the only one that saw Noble Scarlet nod. "Thank you, Noble Scarlet. You may join the other soul butterflies."

"So that butterfly, can tell us things about people?" Pein asked.

I nodded. "Only certain things, though. She cannot tell when someone will die, although she knows it. She cannot tell who loves who, even though she knows. She cannot tell a lot of things, but you will figure those out later." I said.

Pein exchanged glances with Konan. "Yorichi…are your parents alive?"

I shook my head sadly. "Not at all. They both died today."

"Do you think they were killed?" Pein asked,

I nodded, frowning. "They got blown up. Whoever put my father on the brink of death wanted whoever tried to save him dead. And that resulted in my mother. The person who hurt my father hid something that they did not want anybody to find."

Pein exchanged more glances with Konan. "Yorichi, would you like to find revenge? If you join the Akatsuki…we'll help you get it." He said.

"I…" I stammered.

"Yorichi, you may want to think about it a little. Screw the thinking, just join." Zetsu started arguing with himself.

"I'll…" I looked from Zetsu to the Akatsuki and took a deep breath. "I'll join."

Author's note: YAYZ!! I like this story :P

Nicole: you made a story…about a butterfly girl…

Me: YUP!

Nicole: paired with Zetsu…

Me: YUP!

Nicole: …you have too much time on your hands…

Me: DAMN STRAIGHT!