Zeelee-Vallen: Why am I doing this to myself? Why am I doing this to you guys? I don't know. I just had the idea and had to do it. I am sorry. On the Brightside, here's a new story.

We do not own Naruto.

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Something so pure should not exist. Her clear, innocent eyes made him heat. Her pale skin made him want to touch it, and mar it with his darkness. She was so petit and dainty; he could easily crush her.

Why did she exist?

The woman hurried down the street, clutching a basket to her chest. The wind blew, making her hair flair out behind her, showing her elegant neckline. Ah, he wanted to bite it. He wanted to see lines of crimson decorate her like rubies.

Her very existence made him mad.

Why did such a thing exist?

She stopped suddenly. He watched her intently as she slowly began to turn. Her pupil-less eyes searched the darkness where he hid. But, it would be impossible for her to see him. After all, he was the darkness itself. He was the commander of it, a Demon.

"Please… Leave me alone." She said lightly, before hurrying along again. She must have thought a human was following her, it seemed.

Ah, now that he thought of it. It was highly inappropriate for a lady to be walking alone so late.

Why would she be out?

He decided to keep following her.

Into the dark forest she went. What was the woman doing? He kept following her, curiosity was ravaging him. She followed a small trail. She seemed to know it well, because she did not trip nor misplace one step.

Why was she going to the caves? He knew this area. It was full of underground networks, and housed three well-known demons. All supernatural tended to stay away from the area, yet the lady approached the caves fearlessly. Did she have no sense of preservation?

He was not allowed any further then the tree line. He would be breaking their truce. To he watched as she entered.

He stayed there, waiting. There was no smell of blood, nor any screams of agony.

"Itachi." It was Deidara, Sasori's mate. The blond demon was well known for his deadly Pyrokinesis abilities. He was a pair with Sasori, who was known for his affinity with wood and earth. The two were opposites, yet have been mated for… Hell, he didn't know. A very long time.

"Deidara." He spoke, acknowledging the other Demon. He turned his attention back to the cave.

But Deidara was having none of that. "So, why are you here, Itachi?" He asked, leaning against a tree. The tree shook lightly, letting him know Sasori was also watching.

"Reasons." He answered. He didn't care for the Demon's of these caves, so they did not need to know his interest in the woman.

"Is it Hinata, hm?" The blond asked, making him look over. Oh, so that was her name? "I will take that as a yes." Deidara's hair started to crackle, then flame started to sprout around him in little balls. The forest brightened, the trees swaying. No fire went near the wood, probably out of curtesy for his partner. Ah, but a show of power? "You better leave the woman alone, yeah." How interesting.

A sound coming from the cave made him look over. Hinata, as Deidara named her, came out followed by Sasori and his little brother Gaara. Both looked to him, putting their hands on either of her shoulders. Ah, were they claiming her? It seemed oddly possessive. But, she was only human. And Sasori was the known mate of Deidara.

"Be careful out at night, Hinata." Sasori spoke, grey eyes leaving him. Did his eyes soften slightly when they met with hers? Yes, they did. How curious.

"Yes. Careful." Gaara said, eyes not once leaving him. Did the Sand demon dare challenge him? He made a small sound of amusement.

Deidara scooped up the girl from behind, swinging her around in a circle.

Oh.

This made him question her relationship with them further. A woman was not allowed to have a man touch her so intimately until marriage.

"Goodnight, Hinata~" Deidara held her tight a moment longer before setting her down. She looked slightly frazzled, and a bit flustered. Then, she smiled. Ah, how could such a creature exist?

Then, slowly, her eyes turned to meet with his. Her smiled dimmed, her eyes widening.

Ah, he was not shrouded by the night. Instead, he was visible to her.

She looked to the males, looking slightly worried.

"Don't worry, Hinata." Deidara put his hand on her head. She looked so small beside his large stature. It made him wonder, just how tall would she be beside him? "We will protect you." It was directed more to him, then her.

Just what was their relationship with the girl?

"I… Should get going. Goodnight, everybody." She gave them such a sweet smile, it made his teeth hurt. It was like that time he had purchased expensive candy, and gorged.

"Safe travels, Hinata." Gaara spoke, nodding to her. He met Gaara before. He was surprised the boy was being so talkative. He used to be one of the most savage of them all. Him, Deidara, and Sasori were twisted, but Gaara used to massacre whole villages to satisfy his cravings for blood. Yet, here he was talking civilly with the woman.

"Yes, make sure to be safe." Sasori pat her head, his lips tilted ever so slightly upwards. Sasori was known to be very mono. He would show next to no emotion, and never reply unless necessary. Yet, he was basically smiling at her. He was also infamously lazy. He was surprised to see him up and about, and not sleeping.

Then there was Deidara. "Shall I walk you back?" He asked her. She lightly shook her head, making Deidara laugh. "Always so stubborn, yeah?" She nodded, grinning. "You're still going to visit him, hey?" She nodded, looking a bit shy.

What a weird woman.

She looked at him once more, before making her way to the trail. He melted into the darkness, ready to follow her once again.

He was just too intrigued. But, he could tell she knew he was following her. She would glance in his general direction, eyes searching. But, there should be no way for her to know. But, then again. She was also friends with three deadly demons. But the way she was going… To the river where Kisame liked to live. He was rather good friends with the Demon, even enough to visit regularly.

The girl approached the waters side, putting her basket down. The water rippled, and out emerged Kisame with a huge smile. Was the man excited for a human meal? He was about to step out when the man sat across from her, saying her name.

He dare say, he felt a bit betrayed. He did not know his friend was acquainted with a human. It was not once mentioned.

A bit grumpy, he watched as she opened her basked and handed him some baked goods. Kisame looked so ecstatic, it made him growl. He had enough of this.

He was going home.

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He laid in his bed, thinking.

That woman… She was still pissing him off. How dare a creature like her exist? More so why did she know the Trio? Or Kisame? Kisame never liked humans. In fact, he sometimes ate them. Yet he was so delighted by the food given to him.

….

He wanted to know more.

Perhaps he would visit his 'friend' tomorrow.