Yeah so ffnet decided to be a butthole and randomly delete most of this chapter...I was pretty much like wtf...sorry if I'm being rude, but it made me angry, and probably made readers angry when they stumbled upon this story and discovered that almost all of chapter 2 was missing.

Tolerance

(Aggression)

Tenten was one-hundred and ten percent positive that listening to a recording of one of Gai-sensei's particularly long "youth" speeches on repeat would be more enjoyable than being trapped in this cave. For the past hour and a half she had done nothing but lay there next to Deidara, who hadn't shown the least bit of pity or remorse. He would sit there in front of the fire, occasionally mold clay, occasionally say something to Tenten of which she didn't reply, and occasionally doze off himself. It was all so infuriating she couldn't stand it, and it wasn't just because she had been utterly humiliated, but also because Deidara had the irritating ability to rub that fact in without even saying anything.

When he didn't speak to her, he would hold her under a sly glance. At first she tried staring back with her own indignant glare, but soon she looked away, realizing that she was only torturing herself. What his eyes conveyed to her, was a stinging message. They were saying, "I can do whatever I want to you, and you can't do a thing."

I hate you, she thought, so much.

However, Tenten had a plan. Deidara was near to falling asleep for good, and when he did, she would carefully pull a kunai out of the depths of her pocket and free herself so fast that he wouldn't even have time to open his eyes before she slashed him in the face with her blade.

Warily, she caught his gaze again, feigning sadness. Surprisingly, Deidara bought her sorrow right away. Good, she thought, I want to soften him a little. No point in planning an escape if his guard is up.

"Aw," he said, brushing a few brown strands of hair out of her face, "don't be sad, un. I'm sure when you lighten up a little, we'll have lots of fun!"

"Hm." was Tenten's reply.

"Still not very talkative I see, un." he remarked, patting her on the head. She cringed inwardly.

"You're not tired?" she asked, innocence daintily accenting her words, "I woke up awhile ago and I'm still beat."

He raised an eyebrow at this.

"I am tired, un." he replied.

"Well I'm going to go back to sleep," lied Tenten, "I suggest you do the same. We're not going to have much fun if we're both tired, and I assume I'm going to be with you for a fairly long time."

He pulled her by her ankle and slid her over his lap.

"So quick to give orders, un," he teased adoringly, "that's okay. I like a woman in charge."

Her face contorted into disgust but she quickly masked her true feelings with a look of indifference.

"You're so cruel to me, un," said Deidara, "I only want some company, and you're treating me as if I've murdered hundreds innocent of people…"

Tenten glared pointedly at him. He chuckled

"Perhaps that wasn't the ideal choice of words, un."

"Hmph." she huffed, screwing her eyes shut.

"Fine, kunoichi," Deidara cooed, "we'll go to sleep together, un."

Then, unexpectedly, he shoved Tenten off of him and sent her rolling towards the fire. She brought her own body to a stop before she got too close.

"But if we're going to sleep, un," he said, "I'm going to make myself more comfortable."

With that, the rogue reclined against the cave wall, putting his hands behind his head in a leisurely fashion. Tenten rolled her eyes, but at the same time tried to combat the bursting frustration she felt at the pit of her stomach. Turning back towards Deidara, Tenten saw that he had already shut his eyes. She let out a quick grin of satisfaction before closing her own eyes and faking slumber.

Subtly and naturally, she relaxed her own body to send off an aura signaling she was really falling asleep, but of course it was all an act. Still, even if Deidara's eyes weren't open, she knew that shinobi, rogue or not, could sense people's actions, and if she was going to fool him into thinking she was snoozing, then she had to make it completely believable.

Fortunately for Tenten, after a few minutes or so she heard soft snores coming from Deidara's direction. She took a couple of wary seconds before cracking an eye open, but when she did, she was immensely relieved to see he was sleeping quite peacefully.

Idiot, she thought.

She wriggled her hands in her restraints and stretched her forefinger into her right pocket. Extending it down the little fabric pouch as far as she could, Tenten dug for her kunai, her mind filled with the horrid things she would do to Deidara once she was free.

Though much to her dismay, Tenten just couldn't seem to come into contact with the cool metal handle of the lucky kunai she always kept in her pocket. Determined to find it, she stretched her finger farther and farther down her pocket, so far her joint almost popped.

Where is it? she thought frantically, I always have it wi—

"You won't find your kunai, un."

Her whole body went frigid at the sound of Deidara's voice.

It startled her so much, she almost thought that she'd imagined it.

"H-huh?" she stuttered, inquiring more to the air than anything else.

There was movement like lightning, and before she fully knew it, Deidara was upon her, straddling her whole body.

"You think I'm stupid, un?" asked Deidara menacingly, his face dangerously close to hers.

She lay frozen for a few seconds before she trembled and shook her head.

"I saw through your little plan the minute you asked me if I was tired, un," hissed Deidara, "I just didn't think you were stupid enough to actually try it."

The combination of their closeness and Deidara's sinister stare sent fear coursing through Tenten's body. However, she tried her best to swallow the trepidation and regain her composure.

"Where's my kunai?" she asked. Deidara slapped a hand to her cheek. She felt the seal of his mouth opening and a slimy tongue run across her flesh.

"Your kunai," he said evilly, "is with the fishes, un. While you were out cold, I took the liberty of dumping all your precious scrolls and weaponry into a nearby river. Clever, un?"

The cave got so quiet one could hear the slither of salamanders through the rocky crevices.

Deidara would never know if Tenten thought it had been clever or not.

She was silent.

Her face was blank.

Her mind could not even begin to comprehend what had been said to her.

Deidara watched amusedly as she took a minute for it to sink in.

"You…" she said finally after what had seemed like ages, "you…"

"Yes?" he asked, rolling the tongue of his hand under his chin.

There was a very pregnant few seconds.

"BASTARD!"

Without warning Tenten ferociously smacked her forehead against Deidara's face, making him back off of her.

"Ow!" he yelled in pain, falling flat on his behind as he rubbed his nose.

He was about to spit a good load of vulgarities at the enraged girl but he didn't get the chance.

"When I get free I'm going to beat your fat ass into next Tuesday!" screamed Tenten psychotically as she writhed on the ground within her bindings. Deidara watched her as she thrashed about, his anger slowly disappearing and being replaced by delight, of which he showed with the smirk tugging at his lips.

"Do you hear me, bastard?" growled Tenten, glowering at him fiercely. Mentally, he admitted that the look on her face was slightly intimidating, but her squeaky little-girl voice only increased the hilarity of the situation.

Unable to resist, Deidara pulled her towards him again and pinched her cheek.

"I hear you, un." he said lovingly.

Tenten seethed. Oh, what I'd do now for one of those youth speeches…

TBC.