A/N: I originally got this idea about two years ago, wrote part of it out, and forgot about it until recently... mainly a crack-fic, I guess, just for fun ^^ and I will be completely honest when I say, I have no clue where I'm going with this story at all :D so feel free to make suggestions along the way. If I'm unsure of a few details, I basically make crap up XD so don't judge too harshly *.*

About The Real Reasons, I'm kind of having some serious writers block issues with that story, so for now I'll just let it sit until the next time I feel inspired enough to do anything with it.

I'll leave the poll up for a while to let people continue voting. If you haven't yet, please check it out and vote for which story you think I should publish next. This story is second place on the poll anyway, so I figured why not just post it now? Also, the chapters are super short (if it's not obvious enough already), but that also means that updating won't take very long ^^ and it comes with chapter previews, is that not awesome? :D

LOL jkjk I'll let you read now.

Summary up to present: Ten certain Akatsuki members, who were recently deceased, have somehow magically and unexpectedly come back to life, and now are forming a newer organization by the same name – however, this organization has different objectives and purposes than the original Akatsuki, of which you will read about later on in the story. Meanwhile, Deidara's sister, whom he left behind when he left Iwagakure, has somehow managed to locate him, and intrudes on the Akatsuki base. Why exactly is she here, and what is she planning?

The rain came down in torrents as ten figures made their way through the empty streets of Amegakure. Through the thick rain, one could barely make out the red clouds on each of the figures' dark cloaks. Each was wearing a rice-picker's hat with a tiny bell hanging off of it. As they approached the tallest building in the city, the person in the front signaled for the rest to stop. Performing some hand seals, he caused the large door to open for the first time in years. One by one, they entered the seemingly abandoned building, letting the door close behind them once all were inside.

"Heh," one of the figures said, "it's been a while. I actually missed this place."

"Quiet!" a woman's voice scolded, "we aren't safe quite yet. We still have to get inside the next barrier."

They shuffled to the other side of the room, where the next door was. The same man who performed the seals before again did a similar movement, leading his team inside and finally turning the lights on. All of the members took off their hats, revealing none other than the former Akatsuki.

"That took way too long," Sasori droned.

"Tobi's legs are sore!" Tobi complained.

"Eh, suck it up and get over it," Kakuzu said coldly.

"Ah, home sweet home," Kisame said, sniffing the air nostalgically.

"Yeah, but... something doesn't feel right..." Deidara commented.

Itachi finished for him in a monotonous voice. "Someone has broken in."

"Who could have possibly broken into our base?" Zetsu asked.

"HELLO? ARE YOU FINALLY HOME? IT'S ME!" an incredibly loud voice yelled from the next room.

"Oh, no!" Deidara exclaimed, "Oh no, no, no. It can't be her, un!" Running down the hall, he stopped at the kitchen doorway to see that his worst fear had been realized.

"Who the fuck is it?" Hidan asked Deidara, walking up next to him, but halting immediately when his eyes made contact with a young woman – who was standing on top of their kitchen table with her luggage beside her. She had long blond hair, a small, thin frame, and to top it off, blue eyes that much resembled Deidara's.

"She's..." Deidara began, choking on his own words, "...my sister."

A/N: Yeah. That's it.

Preview of next chapter:

"Shut it! Don't make fun of my art or you'll regret it!"

"Ha! Like you could really boss me around! Remember, I still know about that incident..." She made quote marks with her fingers on the word 'that', smirking as his face turned red and he clenched his fists.

"You... wouldn't... dare..."

"Oh, I would. I have blackmail, and I'm not afraid to use it!"