A/N-Sequel to Leave Me Alone. I would like to tell a few changes:

Kurenai's child's new name is Akiko, not Takahiro.

Tenten's son's name is no longer Mamoru, but Chikao

It had been almost eighteen years since the twins were born. Their birthdays were coming up soon. Takahiro was born minutes before midnight on October 5th, but Sayomi was born after midnight on October 6th. "Takahiro!" she called out. Takahiro obediently ran to his mother. "Mom, when's Dad getting home?" he asked quickly with fearful eyes. Hinata smiled. "I'm not sure."

Hinata longed to see Sayomi, but she had only seen her once since her fourth birthday. Deidara and Hinata had kept Sayomi and Takahiro apart after Hiashi decided that Takahiro would be the heir. Sayomi was in danger of receiving the cursed seal, so Deidara took her away when she was four.

Hinata remembered the depart clearly in her mind. She could still see Sayomi's sad eyes, Deidara's sad smile, and she could still remember how badly the tears stung her eyes. She had shut off most contact from Deidara, although she longed to remain with him.

For years, Naruto, being the Rokudaime, and Sakura had tried to find a way for Hinata to leave Konoha. They were still making plans, but they had to make the perfect escape. Could she fake her death? Yes, the plan was flawless. Yet, the only problem was Hanabi. Hanabi refused to sign the contract that would make her the Head of Hyuuga.

Hinata clenched her fists and a gloved hand clutched her shoulder. "Mother?" Hinata looked into the blue-tinted eyes of her son. A smile graced her features.

"Takahiro, I have to go on a mission, understand?"

Takakiro frowned and nodded. "Yes." Hinata frowned, looking at his arm. She pulled back his sleeve and looked at the new scar on it. "What happened?" she asked.

Takahiro pulled back his arm. "Thorn bush," he muttered. Hinata gave a wary look, but nodded. She scurried off to prepare for her mission.

"Takahiro," a voice purred.

Takahiro rolled his eyes and turned to see a girl with pink hair and blue eyes. A girl with blonde hair and dazzling emerald eyes followed. The Uzumaki sisters. Ayameko, the pink-haired one, swung her arms around his neck. "You were gone on such a long mission! I missed you!" she said.

Haruka knocked her away, scowling. "Sorry. You know how she gets." She blushed as Takahiro wrapped his arms around her. "You think she'd know by now," he whispered.

"Helloooo?" Ayameko waved a hand between them and they pulled away from each other. "Forgetting someone?" she said.

"No," the other two replied with smirks on their faces.

"Hmph!" Ayameko turned around and walked away from the now laughing couple.

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"Sayomi! Get the fuck out of bed!" a voice called.

Sayomi groaned and rolled over in bed. "Shut the hell up, Zetsu!" she yelled. She jumped to her feet, letting her tangled blue hair fall to her waist. Her blue t-shirt clung to her and her shorts revealed her pale, smooth legs. She slammed open the door, muttering curses. She walked by Itachi, who glared at her with distaste. He opened his mouth to speak, but Sayomi dismissed him with a wave. "I'm not in the mood to listen to you," she hissed.

Itachi glared until she went out of site. She smiled as she snuck up behind Zetsu. "What'd ya need?" she asked.

He turned around. "Where's Deidara?" he asked.

Sayomi gaped. "You woke me up to ask me that?" she hissed.

Deidara sauntered into the room wearing only his black pants. He yawned. "What, yeah?" he asked groggily as Zetsu glared at him.

"You let the Uchiha out of your site," the black side of him hissed.

Deidara shrugged. "Itachi's kid isn't my problem, yeah." He shot a glance at Sayomi and gave a slight nod. "Sleep well?" he asked, sitting down.

Sayomi groaned and slumped against the wall. "No," she hissed, her lavender eyes flashing with rage.

Itachi appeared at the doorway to the room and took a seat next to Deidara. Deidara leaned over to Itachi. "Where'd Sayomi get that cut on her neck?" he hissed.

Itachi shrugged. "Ask her," he whispered back.

"Sayomi, come over here," Deidara commanded, glaring. Sayomi's anger melted and was replaced with fear. She sauntered over to him. His fingers traced the mark. "Where did you get this, yeah?"

Sayomi grabbed his hand. "Nothing to be worried about, Dad."

Deidara turned his attention to the door as it opened. "Fuyu, where've you been?" Itachi asked coldly.

"Out for a walk," Fuyu replied. His short brown hair was ruffled and his Sharingan eyes darted around the room. His gaze settled on Sayomi, who glared at him with eyes full of hate. "Sayomi, we have a mission."

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Takahiro winced as he heard the door slam open. He looked over to see his 'sister' smirking at him at the doorway. Her name was Akina. She had the white eyes of a Hyuuga and black hair. Her mother wasn't Hinata, but she was Kouhei's daughter. "Daddy's mad at you," she said.

"What did you tell him?" Takahiro growled.

"Remember when you went out with a few friends and didn't let me come along? Then you called me a bitch…"

Takahiro bit his lip. "You spoiled bitch," he hissed.

"TAKAHIRO!" Kouhei roared.

A glass flew at Takahiro and hit his neck. He gasped as pain seared through his body. He let out cries of pain as he felt repeated sharp kicks in his side. He heard Kouhei's insults and curses and felt the repeated blows. His body grew numb as Kouhei hit him anywhere except his face so that Hinata wouldn't see. "You." Kick. "Son." Slice. "Of." Punch. "A." Crimson leaked out of Takahiro's lips. "Bitch." The blows stopped and he looked at a giggling Akina.

Kouhei's drunken shouts faded until he was out of sight. Akina kneeled next to Takahiro. "Be a good boy, ok?" she whispered. She stroked his hair and left.

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Sayomi looked down at the body. Blood covered her form in smears. Not a drop of the blood was hers, and she was fine with that. She felt numb when she killed. The first time had been different. The first time, she had been very afraid.

FLASHBACK

Sayomi stared at her bloody hands. The blood wasn't hers, and it scared her. She sobbed over the body of a child that she had attacked and felt a hand clasp her shoulder. "Toughen up. Stop crying and face it. These things happen."

Sayomi turned to look at her father and backed away from him. "Are you telling me…" she began, her eyes welling up with tears. "Are you telling me that you feel nothing when you kill someone so innocent?" she whispered.

Deidara stared at her and sighed. "Get over it. You didn't even kill the kid, damnit." He threw a kunai swiftly at the kid's chest. The kid made a raspy, gurgling noise as blood poured out of his mouth. He grew tense, then limp. Sayomi watched the life fade from his eyes and looked up at her father.

"Why?" she asked.

Deidara gripped her shoulders. "Because that's our mission," he hissed. He turned from her and she followed, but the child's face would haunt her for a long time.

FLASHBACK

Sayomi felt almost joyful as she watched her victims die. Her father disapproved of her methods, for he seemed to kill in a single explosion. But Sayomi loved to see her victims' fear and pain. She tortured them to death. Always.

Fuyu appeared in front of her. A kunai was stuck in his shoulder. "Let's go." He reached up to pull the kunai out, but Sayomi slapped his hand away. She gripped the kunai and pulled out quickly. She eyed the blood on it and brought it to her mouth. She licked the blood and smiled at the metallic taste.

Fuyu rolled his eyes and snatched the kunai. "You must be having fun, but we have to go back."

A/N-I hate how this turned out. Oh well.