*Chapter Three. Night Encounter*

Fang sighs, closing her eyes. "I thought I already established the rules…" She murmurs to herself after catching her sister making out with the lazy nin on the couch. Who doesn't want to see that coming from their older sister and her boyfriend of three days? Fang, that's who.

Vanille slides off Shikamaru's lap. "We wouldn't be breaking the rules if you weren't here." She points out.

The brunette pauses for a moment and thinks that through. "Point well taken sis, see you later." She says, walking to the door and opening it.

"Wha? Fang! Its night and you have no clue where anything is around here!"

"Vanille, I can take care of myself." Fang says, smiling at her sister reassuringly and walks outside, closing the door behind her. She shoves her hands into her pockets and glances up at the night sky, her eyes focusing on the crescent moon that smiles down at her almost mockingly. Sighing quietly, she walks into the woods with her eyes now staring out into nothingness, wandering deeper and deeper as time passes.

Lying up in the branches, Gaara stares up at the stars. From below him he hears a twig snap as someone walks over it. He glances down; slight shock filters through him when he recognizes the actress from the musical. He watches curiously as she pulls out a slim ipod from her back pocket and unwinds the cord. Placing the ear buds in, she turns the device on and walks to the heavy beat that he can hear even from above her and she begins singing along softly. Gaara follows her silently, wondering why she would be walking around alone and at night.

Fang continues to walk quietly through the woods, letting the music take her away from the harsh reality that's life. The only time she really sings is when she's sad as stupid as that sounds. Music has been, and always will be, a sanctuary. A sanctuary that takes her out of her life until she's pulled back.

"Look what we have here, a late night wanderer."

And cue the voice that brings her back in.

Fang looks up over in the direction of the voice, which she miraculously hears over her music. A figure with a long, blonde ponytail and bangs that cover their eye laughs, stepping out from behind a tree. She glances over at…it, looking them up and down. Slight confusion lights her eyes as she reaches up and takes her ipod out. "I have a question for you first."

The figure raises an eyebrow. "Okay…"

"Okay…" She begins, pulling the other headphone out. "Are you A.) A Girl with a really deep voice and that's flat chested. B.) An extremely girly man. Or C.) One VERY convincing transvestite?" she asks in pure curiosity and confusion.

"…" It blinks, ripping open their shirt and reveals a very well-sculpted chest…for a man. "I'm a guy. Deidara."

Fang shrugs. "How the hell was I supposed to know? Besides, I saw you hanging all over the red-headed emo boy. I seriously thought you were going to rape him in the supply closet or something."

Deidara chuckles. "I wish."

"…Okay then…Whatever floats your boat and raises your anchor I guess…" the brunette says, blinking as she begins walking away from the creeper.

Deidara takes a step closer, smirking. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Away," she says curtly while turning her back to him and walking in the opposite direction.

Another figure steps out, blocking her path. "I don't think so."

She raises an eyebrow at the red head. "And you are?"

"Sasori."

Fang looks him up and down. "You look like what's his nuts…"

"He's my cousin."

"Oh, well you're in my way." She says, glaring over at him slightly.

Sasori yawns, leaning against a tree. "Come on Deidara, we don't want to be late. Wrap this up."

The blonde sighs. "Fine…" He draws out a kunai and rushes Fang. She quickly side steps him and brings her hand up, grabbing his offending hand by the wrist and twists the kunai out of his grasp. He pulls out another one and swipes at her, which she turns her body away from and blocks with the stolen knife. He raises and eyebrow and continues his attack, which she counters, never averting her eyes from his. After a while he manages to get her grasp to loosen and kunai slips from Fang's grasp. As it lands on the ground, Deidara tackles her and holds the kunai to her throat. "Not bad, it was nice meeting you."

He suddenly gets lifted off and tossed aside. Fang grabs the fallen kunai and looks around, her eyes piercing through the dense woods. She glances down at Deidara who's looking around confused, some sand floating away from him. "…Not even worth it, idiots…" She says to herself, throwing the knife down at the ground and walks away swiftly, all the while taking her music player out and putting it back in.

Deidara stands back up. "Who..?"

"Who do you think Deidara?" Sasori asks, rolling his eyes.

The blonde's eyes go wide. "Where?"

"He's gone."

"Awwww…"

"Get over it, we're late."

"Fine." Deidara says, dusting himself off.

Fang walks as fast as she can, the adrenaline still pumping through her veins. She shakes her head and scowls. "Not even worth it, they're not worth the exposure…" She reminds herself bitterly as she turns her music up louder, unaware of a curious pair of eyes watching over her.