Alrighty. This is Secrets, Secrets are no fun and if you don't like oc's I hope I can change your mind.

Anyway…I was watching Naruto and got an idea! You wanna know that idea?

Well ya can't. Unless you read!

Disclaimer: I own…well…me. The author is owned by the author. Isn't that wonderful? Everything else is…well…not mine. EXCEPT the o.c… you will learn her name soon.

A thud came from the wall next to the couch Deidara was sitting on.

"Itachi, your rodent friends are calling." Deidara joked to the weasel-named-emo one miles and miles away from him at that point in time… "Itachi? Kisame? Aw, come on. Anybody? It's my second day back here and I already have to blow the place up? Not fair,un… ANYBODY HERE?!"

"Tobi is here…" Tobi said peeking out of his room with his eyeless mask of doom.

"…that's no better than a pencil with no tip." Deidara bit his lip, clearly annoyed with the fact he'd actually have to get rid of a bunch of stupid rats just because everyone else was too busy/stupid to do it themselves.

DAMN THOSE RATS! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I USE MY ART TO BLOW THEIR ASSES TO HELL!?IT'S A HORRIBLE SACRFICE!!!! IT'S NOT FAIR! …oh well!

Deidara tossed one of his bomb-birds at the wall, and did his little "Katsu!" thing. The bottom of the wall flew every where, and a black backpack slid out of the wall. Deidara paid it no notice for three or four seconds.

"What the hell?" Deidara jumped up and stared with his one eye at the backpack that had just fallen…well…quite literally…out of the wall. "TOBI IS THIS YOUR BACKPACK!?" Deidara yelled to Tobi, who would clearly hear him in his room 20 feet away, and picked up the backpack.

…This could be the time for some blackmail…

"Tobi is needed?" Tobi asked.

"N-nothing. It's nothing." Deidara said and plopped himself down on the couch to examine the contents of this strange little backpack. Unzipping the zipper, he looked inside the backpack, to see a layer of a bunch of pencils staring him in the face. "…pencils? Stranger yet… sketching pencils? I didn't know Tobi had any appreciation whatsoever for art…" Deidara looked over to Tobi's room and dismissed the idea quickly. He reached into the backpack, pulling out a book. "Oohoho! What do we have here!?" Deidara quickly opened the book.

It wasn't a book.

"…okay this isn't anyone in Akatsukis sketch book unless I secretly have a life I don't know about." Deidara said to himself skimming the pictures of the sketch book. Deidara looked back to the wall.

Was some artist living here before Akatsuki arrived?

A shoe fell out of the wall. Not just any shoe. A modern, black flat.

"Tobi…can you come out here…" Deidara ask/said uneasily, quite weirded out that stuff was just randomly falling out of the wall.

"Tobi will come out later. Not now."

"T-tobi…" Deidara, said now somewhat paranoid.

"Tobi said later he will come out. Good night Deidara-sama." Tobi's door closed fully, and Deidara now sat frozen in a state of shock, which is really quite stupid for someone of his rank and ability. ( for an s-rank ninja, you'd think they wouldn't be scared of a little bit of stuff falling out of the wall…eh…everyone has a weakness… ) So what would a Deidara do at this point? Would he do anything at all? Maybe? Yes? No?

Naw.

Deidara's a chicken::mimicks::
Right, that's all for chapter one (refined as of 12-22-07). Review or die! n.n