A New Hope

Chapter 1

Meeting

Warning: Swearing, mild Sexual content, Yaoi, Het, and possibly Yuri. Don't like, read something else, cause you have been warned.

Summery: This takes place in Felisfire, where the earth world is plagued with 'The Sickness'. Deidara, and a whole bunch of other scientists are taken to a place to study, and take notes on how the world works. Only one problem, Uchiha Itachi. Yaoi/Het/Yuri/Au.

Everyday, it would be the same thing, even for a skilled scientist like myself. My name you ask? You shall not know of my real name. No one has ever known of my real name since birth. Shall it stay that way to this very day, and the next till I die. In return, I shall give you a false name for you to go by me. It is never the same, nor it is ever stay for a year. Although you can come up with nicknames to give me, that I don't mind. But for your sake, here is one that I'm accustomed to. Call me, Deidara. Deidara No Iwa.

As I have said earlier, everything becomes the same, we have discovered every thing about our own world, but as the grew, so did our problem. That problem is, The Sickness. As it has normally been referred to, but it's true name... Sorry, but what was that, tonk, noise? A knock?

I got up from my bed, fully clothed since I had just got home from my little lab at the collage institute, and went to the door, to answer.

"Are you, Dr. Deidara?" a man in a black tux asked, I could not determine this male's eye color, for it is hid behind dark shades, and ebony bangs framed his face. I could see that this guy doesn't go out to often, for his skin is a milky white, and stern looking? I could hardly tell from behind his gas mask over his nose, and mouth.

"Yes, yes I am, and whom might you be, hm?" I asked this man in dark clothing, and seen the red tinted shades move down a fraction. Probably taking in my appearance, of my dark black cloak, with red clouds, that are rimmed with white, and my dark pants. He seems to noticed my long blonde hair, and I can figure he is questioning my gender, at least that is what I assume he is thinking. That is what most people think, because of my long blonde hair, part of it held in a high ponytail, and my bangs hanging over my left azure eye. My skin is not as fair as this guys', mine is a little more tan, and I seem to have more feminine features, then a male should. At least that is what I figure most people would think, but whom can tell when there is a white painters' mask over my nose, and mouth, most of the time.

"It has been none of your concern..." he seems to stop at the end, and that got me questioning him now.

"Of course it would be of my concern, hm." I said when he hasn't said anything for a moment, "My mother have always said to never talk to strangers', hm." I retorted heatedly.

"As you wish," he said after a time, "Mama's boy," I could practically hear that smirk at the end, and it was starting to get on my nerves, who is he to talk to me like that! Grounding my teeth together, I started to reply. "I am known as Uchiha Itachi."

That stopped me. This can't be the same, Itachi. Can it?

"The heir of the Uchiha Clan, un? I asked in disbelief." If this was as in fact, the Uchiha Itachi, then why would he come to a dump like this to talk to me on my dirty door step of this run down apartment building, that usually has a few rats here and there. No one of that family would come down to a moist, moldy old crumbling place like this. No one. Not even me, but hey, I can't afford anything more then this place, infested with rats, and black mold. Yes, I know a filthy place to live. Don't judge. Not with the prices so high, and the Sickness going around. If it wasn't for this Sickness called...

"Yes, that is correct," always ruining my train of thought, I hate this guy already, and we haven't even passed a single good greeting. "Now will you gather your equipment and come with me?" I hate him. I want to rip out his throat, and pull out his heart and show it too him while he is choking for air. As you can see, I anger rather quickly, and then it disappears mysteriously. As for my little 'Hm's' at the end of my sentences', well it's a bad habit, also I use these, where ever I see fit, 'Yeah,' or 'Un,' the last one is my favorite, I just use the natural grunt. It eases something that you will find out later on, hm.

"Fine," I grumbled, disliking this man every second, "But if you should know, I don't keep them here, or on me, yeah." It is true, I never take home my work, it could get ruined by the mold, or dust in the air. This place is so unsanitary, it's not even funny. Or even suitable to live in.

"Very well," he said, sounding a bit bored, at least I think that is what it sounded like, "Where do you keep it? In your purse?" There was that smirk again! What the hell is so amusing to this guy?

"No!" Why was I being treated like a child, or a 'Girl' by this guy? Why? What the hell did I do to deserve this? This fact really irked me!

"Then where 'Princess'?" He seems to drag the last word, and now I knew he thought of me as a girl, or just messing with my temper. What is with this guy and the female...

"Hurry up!" Another voice was heard. Where were these guys popping up from? "This place wreaks! Even through my mask!" This guy looked old. Ugly old. I can see his wrinkles from here! And this place is twenty doors! Per floor! "Who the hell is she?" I can hear the shock in his tone, even though his face never showed it. Wait... 'She'! I'll blow this guy to oblivion!

"I. AM. A. GUY!" I called out, why would these people mistake me for a girl! Well of course the hair! But other then that! Don't I look like a guy!

"Then why do you... Never mind, are you Dr. Deidara?" The old man asked as he got closer.

"Yes, what's it to you, hm?" I asked, my tone turning sharp, I was through playing Mr. Nice Guy, these people have pushed me to my limits.

"Good, let's go!" the man grumbled, as he grabbed my arm and started dragging me out of the run down building.

"Hey! Wait!" I called out, trying to stop, "Hold on!" Then I was suddenly let go and landed on my ass during my efforts to stop. I took a moment to regain some of my dignity, and asked, "What is this all about, un? Who are you people?"

"I am, Akasuna No Sasori, and over there is Uchi..." I cut the old man off there.

"I know the bastard already, hm..." I was about to say more when he cut me off this time.

"Good, now let's go!" He was making a grab for my arm again when I suddenly pulled back.

"Hell no!" I said, quickly standing up, "What is this about? Don't I have the right to know, yeah!" I asked, it's true, I don't even know what the hell was going on, and they are trying to take me away from this... I should just go with them. But not without knowing where, god dammit!

"Of course you do," the old mans' tone softened, "When we get there, now move it!" He growled out and I leaped back from his hand.

"Why should I, un!" I wanted to know now! I have to make sure that they aren't planning on beating me and leaving me in an ally!

"May I handle this?" The silent Uchiha heir asked, I looked over at him confused, then turned to Sasori. I couldn't determine what was being passed between the two, they don't even seem to be speaking English any more!

"As you wish," Sasori said in English, "Have your fun with 'her'," then he stepped away, a good few paces. What the hell? The girl...

"Be ready, Deidara-Chan," Itachi dragged the last word, and it disturbed me. No, I became furious, what is up with the girl...

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