Disclaimer: I do not…unfortunately…own Naruto…Sakura would have died by now if I did…MOVING FORWARD!!!
Rewrote Chapter One, added more details.
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The thought was always on the twelve year-old's mind…how the hell did her parents meet?! Sure, both were part of the criminal organization 'Akatsuki', but that's all anyone ever tells her!!! Yes, the Akatsuki disbanded when she and her brother were four, but that's no excuse!!! Kind of like the time their father told them of the time their mother threw salt at Hidan's eyes...she was pregnant, it was the mood swings…plus the sadistic Jashinist liked it…
Ah yes, her father, Missing Nin of Konohagakure, Uchiha Itachi. Looks almost exactly like him, both her and her brother, Daisuke. And her mother, Kosame, Yurihio Kosame…well, technically it's Uchiha…why she ponders on this she'll never know…
But!!! Today is the day!!! The ex members of the terrorist organization have the tendency to visit them a lot and today was no exception, Deidara-san would probably provoke her father into throwing a vase at him or something…she learned how to stitch wounds shut from Kakuzu-san that day…
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"Why, isn't it pretty little Kyoko!!! My, how charming!!!" Deidara said, sarcasm dripping in every word. Itachi headed for the vase. Quickly, fearing another wet head, the blonde threw his hands up in surrender. Upon seeing this, the ex-Konoha ninja drew away from the vase, glancing at his daughter, who currently stood at the doorway.
He was right for the most part, Kyoko was never like a normal girl her age. She sees little to no use in getting up early to do her hair, as it will get unruly later in the day, and dresses much like her brother in a shirt and shorts. But she is rather pretty, dark hair, fair skin, slim perfect figure, it's whatever other girl wants. Too bad she doesn't take advantage of it…
She frowned as Itachi moved to leave the room, "That's not funny…" Deidara merely smiled as she sat down across from him in one of the many rooms in the house. "Well child, you have to start taking advantage of your good looks!" Daisuke, who had walked by the room they were in, stood at the doorway and smirked. "What looks? I see nothing!" He quickly left, for his sister already had one of the oh-so-endorsed throwing vases in her hand. Deidara merely chuckled. "Just like your father, I swear." Placing down the porcelain ornament down, Kyoko turned to look at him. "Well you do provoke him, all this time has passed and I thought you would have already known." He offered another smile.
All of a sudden, she remembered her 'mission', quickly straightening, she smiled rather charmingly. Deidara frowned, "Okay, what do you want?" That crashed it all down!!! Ignoring it all, she went forward with the mindset.
"I was just wondering…exactly how did my Mom and Dad meet?" Silence met the room and Deidara burst out laughing. She glared at him so dead seriously that he had to shut up. It was intimidating. "Well," he started. "It's a long story…do you have to go to the bathroom? You might want to." Staring rather dumbfounded, she slowly shook her head. "Ummn..no thank you? Can you just start from as far as you know?" Deidara felt excited, because how Itachi and Kosame came to be husband and wife was pretty darn funny.
So what do you think? If I get a good review or something, I'll Type up and post the first part soon, my CSTs are almost up. Until then!