A/N Wow. I'm really sorry. For two things…. One, because I so rudely demanded a review that you so kindly gave to me. It's embarrassing actually, lolz. It's just that when I see the story's stats I realize it doesn't add up.
For example: Say, hypothetically speaking, that I see that there are eleven hits, meaning eleven people have read that chapter. Then I check the reviews, and see that only three people told me they liked it. That leads me to believe that the other eight people didn't like it, but were nice enough not to tell me. Understand? So yes, I'm very sorry I rudely demanded the review. I appreciate them more, and I love you guys whether you review or not.
Two, because it's been so long since I updated ANY of my stories. I have a very good reason for it, but I'm sure you don't want to hear excuses and just want to get to the story. I know I do. xD
So with that said, on with the story!
DISCLAIMER: If I owned Naruto, do you seriously think I would be sitting here collecting McDonald's Monopoly pieces in hopes of winning 50,000 dollars? No, I didn't think so.
Ino shifted in and out of dreams, all of them different, but the same in the fact that she always ended up falling from some great height. She almost awoke several times, but then quickly drifted back to sleep carelessly. Little did she know she was actually sleeping in the bed of a blonde mass-murder, who had grown impatient of waiting and was now sitting in a chair three feet from her, a frustrated look on his face as he watched her dream peacefully. He contemplated on waking her, but then decided that that would probably anger her more. He knew of her temper. He had spent the last five months watching her every move, after all. And he knew for a fact she would not be happy to be here, and it would take a while to convince her that this was where she was going to stay, whether she liked it or not.
She slowly blinked the thirteen straight hours of sleep out of her eyes, unaware of her surroundings. She looked up to the ceiling and took a deep breath. Deidara caught that and watched her, suddenly going completely still in anticipation. She stared at the ceiling for a moment, then sat up and looked around. When she saw Deidara, the events of their previous meeting came back to her, and she tensed.
"What the hell?" she spat at him, glaring daggers into his baby-blue eyes. He just stared at her, waiting. "Where am i?" she asked, that same fury in her words.
"You are in my home, un" he said carefully.
"Why?" she asked, her eyes showing the slightest bit of confusion for the fraction of a second.
"Because I kidnapped you, un" he said simply, still cautious.
She gawked at him for a moment, then composed herself, standing up with a disappointed look on her face.
"Really? You think I'm gonna stay here, too? Honestly…." She shook her head, running her fingers through her hair and adjusting her clothes.
"Yes, actually, I know your going to stay here, un" he said, smiling. He sensed a struggle coming on, and felt satisfied that she posed a challenge.
She sighed warily, then smirked lightly. "And what makes you think that?" she asked, clearly amused.
"Because you're my new sub-ordinate," he replied, standing up from his chair, prepared for what he thought was the worst. That took her by surprise.
"Your what?"
"My new sub-ordinate" he repeated.
She gaped at him, then finally said "Why?"
"Because I can sense your potential. You have more strengths than weaknesses, and you could be a lot more here than anything you could ever be at Konoha, hmm" he explained, a triumphant look on his face when her face started to fall into a cloud of panic. He struggled (successfully) to hide his amusement as he watched her realize that she was trapped. But she was quick.
"They'll try to find me, you know. They won't just let you get away with this." She challenged, obviously trying to hide her hope.
"I can take them, un. Your all I want, hmm" he replied. She raised an eyebrow at him, mentally cursing him for being so unbeleivebly….. seductive.
"I'll fight you. You said it yourself, I'm strong." She said, crossing her arms.
"No, I said you had potential, un." He corrected, smirking. She opened her mouth to argue, but then closed it.
"But why me?" she asked finally.
"Because, your going to be my new sub-ordinate, un." He repeated. Ino glared at him, feeling her temper rise.
"That doesn't answer my question, you dim-wit blonde!" she shouted.
"Your blonde, too, un." He pointed out.
"Ugh! Your despicable." She growled, glaring at him again. He chuckled. "And what if I refuse to be your, whatever" she asked?
"You can't refuse, un." He replied simply, shrugging his shoulders.
"Damn right, I'll refuse!" she snapped. He stared at her, waiting for something. "What?" she asked finally, the venom thick in her words.
"I just noticed something about you I hadn't noticed before, un" he said.
"Oh yeah? What's that?" she asked, rolling her eyes.
"You're really sexy when your angry, un" he said. She scoffed.
"Excuse me?" she snapped. he chuckled lightly.
"You're really sexy when yo-"
"I heard you the first time!" she yelled, violently throwing herself back on his bed to pout.
"You truly are evil, you know that?" she asked finally.
"I just gave you a compliment," he said pointedly.
"You were just saying that to throw me off." She said, rolling her eyes at herself. For a second she had actually believed he meant it.
"No I wasn't, un. I really mean it. Your sexy when you're angry, un" he repeated. She glared at him.
"So what? Irellevant, you stupid blonde." She said, distracting herself. She didn't want to think about the fact that he had just called her sexy. Then the subject would change and he would win. "We were talking about me refusing to be your sub-whatever you called it" she reminded him.
"And so what are you going to do about it, un?" he asked her. She stared at him, trying to think of something. But she was unsuccessful. "Exactly, un." He said, smiling triumphantly.
And that's when she broke.
"UGH! YOU STUPID BLONDE, YOU'RE SO OBNOXIOUS!! CAN'T YOU JUST SHUT UP FOR TWO MINUTES SO I CAN THINK?!" she screamed, unconsciously flying up out of the bed so her words could take full effect.
"No." he said without thinking. She growled and launched herself at him, her arms ready to strangle him to death. But he was quick. He let her tackle him, but held her hands together so she couldn't do anything. They fell to the floor with a loud THUMP. She tried to kick him, but he dodged her. After a few minutes of trying to bite him, she gave up, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Why are you crying, un?" he asked, amazed.
"Because I hate you!" she snapped, burying her head in his chest. He let go of her arms and she rolled off of him, hiding her face with her hands. He watched her cry, at loss for what to do. He thought there would be more fighting...more yelling…but not crying. He had never even seen her cry in the last five months, and didn't bother thinking about it.
"I hate you." She repeated, her voice cracking. "Why would you do this to me? I have a life you know. I have a job, I have a family, I have friends! I can't just leave them there to be your maid!" she said miserably.
"It won't be so bad, un. I'll only lock you in the attic when you misbehave, un." He said sarcastically. She whimpered and started crying again. "It was a joke, un" he told her. She ignored him.
"Why couldn't you have just killed me? I'd rather be dead than have to betray my village for you." She said angrily, glaring at him through her tears. He stayed quiet, waiting patiently for her to finish venting.
"I don't understand; I've never done anything to you at all! Ever! Are you really that evil that you don't mind torturing me like this just so I can be your sub-whatever?! Honestly!" she said, her breathing slowing as she wiped the tears from her eyes. She stayed quiet after that, and Deidara decided she was finished.
"Better?" he asked her, a smile forming over his perfect lips. She shook her head.
"No. I'll never be better. I'd rather be dead." She said, sighing in defeat.
"You'll get over it, un. Might as well cooperate, though, un." He said. She sighed again.
"I hate you." She told him again, looking up at him between her fingers.
He chuckled. "I know, un." He replied, sitting up.
A/N okay, I don't even know if I'm going to keep this chapter up. I hate it, but I was in a big hurry to type this up for you guys so that you don't think I'm a liar. Lolz. So, as usual, read and review, though the review is no longer mandatory. Lolz.
