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To be honest, I didn't see this coming.

I, Sakura Haruno aka 'That one chick with the weird pink hair', was now sitting in a black hummer squeezed in between Deidara and Hidan, my fellow gang-mates. We all were on our way to 'The Akatsuki Hideout' to negotiate the whole minimum age limit problem with 'Leader-sama'. I know I should have been thinking up a good argument of some sort but I was too busy worrying about Hidan.

Maybe he had overcome a head trauma when they had saved me? No, no… we all would've noticed if that was the factor. Or maybe he too had become attached with me as I was to the gang? Yeah, that's it. He thinks of me as a best friend. Then why do I feel kind of sad even at the thought? Shouldn't I be happy that the gang and I are best friends? Or do I…? No, no I don't like them like that.

I looked over at them all. Kisame was driving the car. Itachi was sitting in the passengers seat, reading some over-sized book. Zetsu was looking out the window, deep in thought. Sasori sat, arms crossed and eyes closed, probably deep in thought as well if not-sleeping. Hidan sat closely to the right of me listening to his white iPod. And Deidara was opening a bag full of a white-ish tan substance. It smelled weird, like clay. And Tobi was on the floor sleeping. Drool was coming out from under his mask. How attractive.

Oh yes, that they were.

They were so superbly dooper attractive that it made me wonder if I'd melt at even the slightest contact with them. I decided to take this theory and put it to a test. I poked Deidara, whom was now busy molding some sort of lumpy shape with clay. I learned he had a thing for art, same for Sasori. They were like rivals or something. A while ago, when we were all talking in front of Dunkin' Donuts, he and Sasori were arguing about art. Sasori thought art was meant to be ever lasting. While Deidara thought it should be fleeting, and should go with a bang. I also learned he liked explosives. Which, by the way, is pretty hot.

Anyways, back to the test. I poked his thigh causing him to be caught off guard and nearly drop his art. He cursed silently and continued his work. A moment later I poked him once again causing him to tense but carry on with his molding. Another moment went by and I poked him. This time he twitched. Poke after poke he twitched, it soon became a pattern.

Poke.

Twitch.

Poke.

Twitch.

Poke.

Twi-

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU WANT, UN?" He dropped his clay in his lap and shook me violently by the shoulders. Then, silence filled the air. Well, at least until my sudden outburst.

"I'M MELTING! I'M MELTING!" I slid from Deidaras' grasp and was pulled onto Hidans' lap. He and the other gang-mates of mine glared at Deidara with so much intensity, it would make… err-something really hard to melt… melt.

Deidara noticed their murderous glares and tried to open the door but couldn't since Kisame had ever-so-evilly locked it. Oh yeah, Kisame has gained some mega evil points for that move…and for the creepy, evil laugh he was now doing. "MWAHAHAHAHA!"

Scared out of his whits, Deidara tried to open the window but saw that it too was locked. His eye twitched violently. Itachi chuckled darkly at the blondes desperation. That fucking sadistic looney. But I guess that's why we love him. Deidara screamed-a scream that sounded oddly of a six year old girl..-in horror. I was surprised he didn't wake Tobi up since it was a pretty deafening scream. Though Zetsu and Sasori glared, annoyed, at the blonde.

Deidara was about to use a fire extinguisher-that he had pulled out of thin air-and smash the window open when some crazy guy from outside jumped on the roof of the car, magically opened the sun-roof, grabbed Deidara, and chucked him somewhere over the rainbow. "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR TRYING TO BREAK THE FUCKING WINDOW, BAKA! DON'T YOU KNOW THAT IT COSTS MONEY TO REPAIR THOSE SORT OF THINGS?" The crazy man got in the car through the sun-roof and took Deidara's place and never glancing in my direction.

Kisame kept driving as if this sort of thing was completely normal and he pulled into a driveway fifteen seconds later.

Itachi, being the gentleman he was, helped me out of the large car before I had any chance of falling, breaking a tailbone, risk being stuck in a wheel chair for the rest of my life and having to be showered by some creepy, old transy.

"Arigato, Itachi." I nodded and followed behind the rest of the gang whom were walking up the porch steps of some mansion. The crazy guy that had thrown Blondie to Sparta raised what would be an eyebrow at the site of me, but didn't ask any questions and continued to knock on the door.

A few moments later, the door opened revealing a beautiful blue haired woman with orange eyes-contacts, perhaps?- and a piercing below her lip. "Ah, Kakuzu, there you are. Pein and I were wondering where you went after you ran out of the house."

The crazy guy replied, "Well, yes. I apologize, Konan. I had something important to tend to." If the crazy guy called 'Kakuzu' wasn't wearing that mask, I bet he would have been grinning like a fool right now.

"Ah, Deidara?" The woman asked. Kakuzu nodded. "Makes sense why he is not here. Now, come in, come in. Pein is in the meeting room."

When we made it down the long, dark hallway-I mean really, this place could use better lighting-I kept seeing that the guys had put on emotionless faces.

"Is this 'Pein' character that intimidating?" I gulped when everyone stopped in front of a door-that looked oddly like a medieval chamber door- and my heart beat loudly when Konan pushed the door open, which revealed the most horrifying site.


Authors Note; Hello all! It is mee again! I don't really don't have anything to say.. Soo.. review? (: Ja Ne~!