Oh, what a week. Finals are finally over and i can enjoy what little summer i have before classes start back up again. And hey, here's a new chapter. Cool beans. Enjoy. Next chapter will be up this Friday!
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Chapter 2

His long blond hair waved in the slight breeze. Smoke drifted between us from the recent explosions. My ears were ringing and I think I felt my jaw hit the ground. I clenched my eyes shut and shook my head trying to put things straight. When I opened my eyes again he was still there, now squatting in front of me no more than a foot from my face. I blinked. He cocked his head to one side.

"Dei- Deidara?" I asked and reached out to touch his face, but stopped myself pulling my hand away. His eye widened in surprise and shock flew across his face.

"How do you know my name, un?"

"Uh," I said unintelligibly.

"Deidara!" a gruff voice shouted over the clearing. A hunched over figure made its way over to us.

"Come on brat, Leader-sama is-" the figure now clearly visible sat before me. The infamous black cloak with red clouds covered its body. A mask covered its face. I stared at it wide eyed.

"That's- that's Hiruko. So that means…" I stared at the dead eyes of the Hiruko puppet.

"Sasori-san?" I made sure to add a respectful title after his name. The last thing I wanted to do was anger the puppet master. There was no reaction from the puppet man. Instead, Deidara spoke.

"So you know Sasori no Danna too? Hey wait a minute, why didn't you call me 'san'?" his blonde brows furrowed in what I imagine was annoyance at the lack of respect shown towards him.

"Oh, um,"

"Probably since she knows who you are, she doesn't respect you." Sasori replied for me.

"Shut up Danna, I didn't ask you, un!"

"Oh no, its not that!" I exclaimed trying to calm the explosion happy bomber down, "I was just in shock. I didn't expect to see you here! I'm sorry, Deidara-san!" I gave a nervous smile and watched the two rogue shinobi exchange looks.

"And why wouldn't I be here, un? This is our base after all…" Deidara stood up towering over me.

"Which brings up the question," Sasori spoke through the puppet, "how did you get this close without anyone detecting you. Surely, Zetsu would have eaten you by now if anyone had sensed you."

My face blanched and I felt a cold sweat start to crawl over my body. Zetsu, the cannibal and prime information gatherer of the Akatsuki. I am so glad these guys found me first. Despite the whole trying to blow me up thing…

"Well, um, actually…" I scratched my head and looked down at the grass. Should I lie? Should I tell them the truth? The truth wouldn't make any sense, but of course I don't exactly know where I am and I have two S- ranked ninjas standing in front of me. They could probably tell if I was lying, or at least Sasori probably would. Okay, truth it is.

"I don't actually, really know. One second I was in my friend's blown up apartment in the middle of the night and the next I'm sprawled out in the grass having Deidara-san trying to blow me up."

Deidara quirked an eyebrow while Sasori stared at me through Hiruko's eyes. I looked between the both of them, an awkward silence stretching across the grass.

A sudden shout broke the silence. It was high-pitched and somewhat child-like. Deidara grimaced.

"Hi Deidara-sempai! Hi Sasori-sempai! Everyone's waiting on you guys to show up for the meeting! They sent Tobi out to find, oooo who's this?"

Tobi. Of all the damn people to come out. Not that I have anything against Tobi. I love him when he acts like a stupid little man- child in the anime, but I hate him as Madara. The guy's an asshole. World of Truth my ass. Nevertheless, I turned, a big smile on my face.

"Hi, my name is Jen. Jen Mananako."

"Hi Jen-chan! My name is Tobi!"

Deidara grumbled, stomping past us into the base. Odd that I hadn't noticed the big ass depressing building behind me. It actually kinda reminded me of my high school.

"Tobi," Sasori growled, "Take her inside and put her in one of the cells in the basement. I'll bring up her presence at the meeting. We'll decide what to do with her there."

"Hai, Sasori-sempai!" Tobi saluted and grabbed my wrist, dragging me into the foreboding building. Lord help me, I pleaded as I followed the hyper-active man into the building.

As we weaved our way through the halls of the Akatsuki base, I couldn't help but feel pleased with myself. It's a stupid little thing but its always been one of those quirks I couldn't help but notice. I was actually taller than Tobi. Probably by a good three to four inches. I couldn't help but smirk to myself. Eventually we came to a plain looking, wooden door. Without even loosening his grip on my wrist, Tobi swung the door open and practically flew down the stairs. I stumbled after him almost falling over. From there he dragged me to a line of cells. He picked one close to a small wooden table and chair. I stepped into the cell and turned around as he locked the barred door. He then pulled the chair up to the cell door and proceeded to stare me down through his swirled orange mask. I could just imagine that Madara bastard trying to read me, get a sense for what I know and what I was doing here. Apparently, I grimaced because he suddenly broke the silence with his child-like voice.

"You're pretty."