The cold air and the blackness pressed against my body, and I shivered.

"This tiny cave is totally useless," I mumbled to myself.

I was, at the moment, in a cave that seemed so low that I had to crawl into it.

I pulled my fingers through my once-blue-and-orange-streaked hair, feeling disgusted about how much mud was practically imbedded into it.

This was what, the fifth night I have had to stay in an inadequate shelter in this unwelcoming part of the forest?

Hardly any fresh water or food, no place where I can stay long enough to take a bath, and no home.

If only I hadn't ran away from that fight with that strange man covered in stitches, and had stayed to use my keki genki, I wouldn't have to be constantly running away every time I heard a stupid twig snap!

I was jolted out of my thoughts by just that: a twig snapping.

Well, it wasn't exactly a twig, and it wasn't really a snap.

It sounded more like a tree going "CRUCH!" as if someone were punching down the entire forest, franticly looking for something… or maybe someone!

My eyes widened as more crashes sounded repeatedly, getting closer and closer with each falling tree.

I was too paralyzed with fear to run away as I remembered how the man who had chased me away from my previous home had super human strength.

But I had never thought that he would have that much power, and I guessed that what strength he had shown me earlier in the week was merely a small sample of what he could truly do.

The past few days, I have only been alerted to his presence long enough before he came to run away by his loud-mouthed companion.

I was snapped out of my thoughts once again into the horrifying reality by the tree directly outside my tiny cave falling to the ground with a deafening smash.

As I took my arms away from my face, I saw both of the men standing there, where the tree had been.

You know that satisfied look on a person's face after they've just finished about a dozen doughnuts?

Well, the annoying one had that look on his face.

I saw the fist of Mr. Stitches coming towards my face, and then I felt only pain for a split second before everything went black.

(Kakuzu's POV)

"Are you SURE that this is the girl?" Hidan grumbled.

"You DO remember what happened to us when we brought in the last girl, right? She wasn't her, and Leader ripped out and burned four of your five hearts, and chopped me up into tiny pieces! You can't imagine how much pain you feel when your head is severed from your body!" screamed the immortal.

I looked at the girl; her short once blue and orange hair draped across her pale face, and said "Yes, this is definitely her."

I picked up the girl and slung her over my shoulder, praying that my punch hadn't been enough to kill/ fatally injure her.

If she died, then Leader Pein would definitely kill him and, somehow, Hidan.

She was, after all, Pein's daughter.

Author's note:

Me: Please review! This is my very first ever fan fiction that I have actually made without, ahem, "borrowing" ideas from other stories and/or people…

I hope that you like it so far!

BTW, the first person to review and answer this question will be able to name this character! The question is: what village is Hidan from? (Rain, mist, clouds, etc.)

Hidan: Oi! Why the f*** are you asking them? Those f****** shouldn't HAVE to tell you what village I'm from! And why don't you just name the girl what I would name her?

Me: number one, I honestly don't remember what village you're from, two, cuz you'd just name her B****! And three, because you, my masochistic friend, are a psychopath!

Hidan: …So?

Me: Well, anyway… Remember; what would Pein name his daughter?

Oh! I'm also making another fan fiction! It's about the akatsuki, of course… but it's called Kittens of the Red Cloud.

Lol! ^.^

(Hidan: I still think that you should let me name her…)