A/N: Ok. This is my first fanfic. I've been working hard to make it my best, so I hope you enjoy!

It's the morning before the mission, and I'm in the shower enjoying the hot-but-not-too-hot water. It's at just the right temperature that I've spaced off and now I'm taking my time in the shower, my mind on a certain blonde pyrotechnic and my red-headed puppet master.

I hear the bedroom door open and my mind snaps back to the real world.

"Oh crap I must be running late!"

As I shut off the water and start to dry off, I can hear Deidara yell my name.

I yell back, "In the bathroom!" Because everyone knows bother me in the bathroom, and you're dead meat. Nonetheless, I hear footsteps coming towards the bathroom. I dry off faster, to be ready sooner. But then, the bathroom door opens.

"Oh shit! I forgot to lock the door!" I thought as I prepared for the worst.

"DEIDARA! GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUTTA HERE BEFORE I BEAT YOU SENSELESS!"

He let a mischievous chuckle escape his lips and I just know he's holding in laughter at my predicament. But little does he know. I am a ninja after all, prepared for any situation. My towel has buttons down the side and velcro to hold it on in case of emergency. I button up, double check the velcro, then peer through the smoked glass door preparing to launch my attack. Then I jump out of the shower, aiming a chakra-enhanced punch at his face.

There's a poof of smoke, and then I find myself bound in clay chains! Seeing the look of horror on my face, Deidara quickly explains Sasori made him make a batch of clay that DOESNT EXPLODE for when killing needs to be more inconspicuous.

I let relief wash across my face (the master of emotions that I am, I knew he wouldn't blow me up in the first place) then a look that plainly said "Ok, I give up, please let me go!" and took a step forward.

The moment the chains loosened I lunged forward and kneed him where it hurts.

Falling back against the door moaning he said, "Kiana, you're cruel."

My amusement quickly faded into pure rage, and I resumed my screaming.

"WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULDA LISTENED WHEN I SAID STAY OUT! NOW GET YOUR BUTT OUTTA MY BATHROOM BEFORE I MAKE IT WORSE!" I said menacingly, pulling a kunai out from under the brushes and hair creams that disguised its hiding place.

"Ok, ok!! I'm leaving! but hurry up, we're already late and Sasori-danna's not going to be happy!" he said, mumbling curses and retaliations under his breath.

After he was back waiting in the Akatsuki living room, I began to dress in my standard issue Akatsuki outfit, and decided I would let my stick straight reddish-brown hair air-dry today since Deidara was in the living room about to burst from impatience. Or perhaps anxiety? This would be my first mission with him and his teammate Sasori.

...My hair was a result of a brown haired mother and orange haired father.

I grew up in Konoha, and my whole life I never knew the truth. For that fact, neither did most of Konoha.

My mother showed up at their doorstep fifteen years ago, pregnant and exhausted from a long journey. She made up some story to explain why she was there, I think it was something like being shunned from her own hidden village, and they let her stay, gave her medical treatment, and put her under close watch for any suspicious behavior.

But all that time she was only considerate and helpful, and most of all grateful for allowing her to stay there, away from her dark past.

Eventually she requested to become an official citizen, and they accepted. By that time she had a beautiful baby daughter, me, and everyone wondered who the father was because the baby had bright orange hair.

I grew up and went to the Academy; I seemed to have some natural ninja skills even though my mother was just a normal person.

And so it was that way, everyone was always curious about my father and I was just trying to fit in. My best friend was Shikamaru Nara, and we both loved to play Shogi and Go and games that require logical skills. By befriending Shikamaru I also came into contact with Ino Yamanaka and Chouji Akimichi quite frequently so we were friends too. I didn't spend much time with my own team; they came from proud clans of Konoha and were never quite accepting of the fact that I just showed up one day. We were a good team, just not friendly with each other.

When I became a chuunin, my mother told me that I should know the truth about our past, since I was his daughter anyway.

She told me I must never tell anyone, because it would be bad for him, for us, and we would both regret it our whole lives if the truth escaped.

I was the daughter of a man she said was rumored to be the Akatsuki leader.

After learning this, I was heartbroken. I felt ashamed to be related to someone like that.

And living in Konoha never felt quite right after that. I became distanced from my friends, but rather close to Naruto because I was deeply curious about the matter.

And one day, I disappeared. I left to seek my destiny, and the whole truth, since I now held a piece of it.

I'd done some digging, and felt I had a general idea of where to look for them.

And look I did.

A/N: OK! There's the first chapter. I've gone back and edited it, because my priority right now is to make my story better, and sometimes that means going back and changing stuff.

PLEASE review! I can't fix anything if you don't point it out.