Pein was a simple, level headed man, most of the time. He liked to joke around. The man had seen a lot in his life, but seeing one of his friends as a cat just had to be a joke.

"How is one supposed to act in this situation," he asked Konan who replied with a shrug.

"Maybe it's something out of The Princess and the Frog," she offered.

They thought, but the cat had written out that Sakura gave him kisses on the nose and fur all the time. After that, they kind of gave up.

"Are we going to tell Sakura-chan," Kisame asked, picking up the little cat.

The cat, finding no comfort in these people, jumped down. Zetsu didn't mind being a cat, but being a human was better. He meowed at his friends in front of him. Deidara cast him a glance and then looked at the clock. Sakura was going to be home soon, the cat and the blonde knew that.

"Well," the blonde started, "Sakura's going to be home soon and I think that she expects her little kitten home too."

They said there goodbyes and the duo left, the cat sitting on the blonde's shoulder. As the blonde boy and gray cat were walking back to the apartment, a bright pink hue stood out amongst the sea of dark hair.

"Yo Pinky!" the blonde called.

Sakura turned around, looking for the person who called her name. The blonde haired boy approached the girl. Deidara smiled and handed the kitten gently to the girl.

"You should call him Zetsu, it fits him better," he said.

Sakura looked at the cat and smiled, "It does."

The cat inwardly smiled as he relaxed in the pinkette's arms. He noticed that the blonde was giving him a weird smirk while Sakura was oblivious to the whole situation. At the apartment, the blonde boy and the pink haired girl parted and went to their respective homes. Inside her apartment, Sakura sat the cat gently on the floor. She walked towards her room, but not without her shadow following her. The cat waited in front of Sakura's door while she changed. Once she opened it, the kitten bounded into the room and jumped onto the bed. Yawning tiredly, the pinkette climbed into bed, the afternoon sun casting across the room. Shadows danced to their own song, and as Sakura rolled onto her stomach, the kitten climbed onto her back. By the time little Zetsu got settled, his master was already asleep.

Next door however, no one was sleeping. Kisame was in Deidara's kitchen searching for food, while the blonde and their friend Sasori watched TV on the couch.

"Un, we have to find a way to make Zetsu normal again," the blonde stated.

"Nah," replied Kisame, "He's a lot less scarier this way."

Sasori couldn't care less either way. He was much like the older Uchiha on this one. There was nothing wrong with the girl, but he didn't see why they were so worked up over it. Itachi didn't like the girl simply because he detested the color pink. Who knows with that one. The red head then joined in on the conversation.

"Why don't we consult the library..."

The other two boys looked at him with their eyes slit.

"Why would we read books when our friend is stuck as a cat for our neighbor?"

"Yes, what are we going to find at the library," Kisame added.

Sasori sighed, "You two are idiots."

With that the red head left and started off towards the library. The shark like boy and the blonde one were left at the apartment. They fell into an easy conversation until a certain silver haired cretin burst through the door.

"Hello, fuckers," Hidan said smiling.

"What are you so happy about old man?"

The Jashinist monk glowered at the two males before him, "I was going to tell you that I found a way to make Zetsu back into a human, but because of the rude fucking welcome, I might not tell you."

That sent the two men on their knees pleading for a little information. Hidan told them everything that Jashin had told him. They were willing to try it, anything that would get their friend from their cherry blossom neighbor. It was an unfair advantage that the cat had, and all the boys wanted it. Over at Itachi's house sat said person in a chair that faced the wall. He had dango and was munching on it happily. The raven haired boy smiled and let his thoughts wander; soon his thoughts had wandered to the pink haired girl that had the liberty of being his friends' neighbor. There wasn't exactly a reason to not like her. She wasn't overbearing like many other females were towards him. Maybe he could give the pink haired girl a chance.

Maybe I could give her a chance, the red head thought as he walked into the library. With a sigh, he pushed thoughts of Sakura to the edge of his mind. His friend was stuck as a cat. How was that even possible, the kid had no clue. The red head read line after line, but when his head started spinning, he told himself that he would continue the search tomorrow. He returned to Deidara's apartment to see him painting something.

"Still at it with your stupid art huh?"

The blonde turned, "Un, listen here. My art is fleeting, that's true art," his usual soft voice rising a couple of octaves.

"No. Art is something that needs to be preserved, kept forever."

The argument continued, and the volume of the two got higher and higher. Due to the squabble next door, Sakura woke up. As she sleepily got out of bed, she practically threw the cat off of her bed. The pinkette walked out her door and to the neighboring one, confusing those inside. Both the red head and the blonde answered.

"Yes, how can we help Sakura-chan, un."

The red head observed.

"Could you two stop arguing about art?"

Both thought that the pinkette looked innocent. Her eyes were half way closed and her hair was tousled. She wore a sweater that was too big for her and hung off one shoulder. She was the grown up version of a child.

"Yes, but only after you give us your opinion," the red head spoke.

The pinkette, in her sleepy stupor, thought about it, "Well... Art is something that varied from one person. To me, art is the-" yawn, "representation of the past, present, or future. It can hold memories, as it would in the past. It could be alive with things from the present, or it could be a sign for the futu-" yawn, "-re. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm tired and would like to sleep."

With that, Sakura disappeared from the boys' sight and into her apartment, where her little shadow was waiting. She picked the kitten up.

"I wonder what you would be like if you were a human," she pondered sleepily.

The pinkette climbed back into her bed and left the cat to make itself comfortable. Little did she know that she would find out very soon what the cat was like as a human.

Sakura could tell that it was morning, it was morning before her alarm. She tried to move, but something heavier than a cat was blocking her. The pinkette sat up sleepily and almost screamed. In place of a cat, there was a man, sleeping naked on her bed. She quickly threw her blanket over him and ran out of her apartment. It took a second for Deidara to answer the soft but rapid knocks coming from his door. He opened it to find Sakura standing there, hair more messed up than it was earlier and blushing like crazy.

"Sakura-chan, un, what's wrong," he said as he inwardly panicked.

She was a stuttering mess, but by the time she finished he made out, "...Cat... Sleeping man... naked."

Without consent, Sakura grabbed the blonde's hand and pulled him into her house. She ran to her room with Deidara in tow, only to find that Zetsu was sleeping on the pinkette's bed, only covered by a blanket. The blonde couldn't help but let out a laugh which earned him a glare from the girl standing beside him.

"What so funny," the girl whispered, venom dripping from her words.

"We'll explain it to you in the morning. Tomorrow is Saturday, correct?"

She nodded and sighed. The blonde boy led her out to the couch and sat with her. Sakura turned on the TV, but soon fell asleep. Deidara gently laid her down and covered her up with a blanket. He walked out of her apartment and to his, only to find that he didn't want to leave the girl alone. The blonde grabbed one of his blankets and shut the door as he walked back to the pinkette's apartment. He shut the door and walked back to the living room. After setting his blanket on the chair, the blonde went to check on his, now human, friend. Still asleep. Good, he's going to hate me in the morning, the blonde thought. He returned to the living room and took his seat in the chair. Deidara wasn't one to sleep, so he stayed up watching stupid infomercials on the TV.

Sakura woke up in a place that was somewhere other than her bed. She let out a soft groan and sat up to stretch. After she stretched and opened her eyes, she saw her blonde neighbor looking at her with a small smile.

"Deidara-kun, what are you doing here," she asked innocently.

Deidara felt his heart skip a beat, "You wanted me to wait with you last night."

"Where's Zetsu?"

Deidara could have laughed and laughed for days, but he refrained, for the sake of all their neighbors. The blonde simply pulled the pinkette up and led her to her room.

Oh wow, I didn't think this guy was so forward, Inner said blushing.

Outer managed to keep the blood from rushing to her cheeks. Deidara opened the door and pointed to Sakura's bed. There lay a man with darker skin on one side of his whole body and two different colors of hair. Sakura noticed that the only clothes he had on were none and he was only covered by the blanket that she covered herself with.

Ooh, but look at that cutie pie on the bed. I bet that he'd-, Inner tried to say.

Nonononononono, stop. Shut up, I do not wish to hear you go on about our neighbors, Outer Sakura thought angrily.

"Why is there a man on my bed," Sakura asked, her face tinted a dark pink.

Deidara chuckled, "That's your kitten. That's Zetsu."

The look on Sakura's face was priceless. However, the pinkette didn't think that anything about this was funny, but did nothing to stop the blonde from laughing. Which in turn, woke the man on Sakura's bed up.

He looked at the two with half lidded, golden eyes.

"What are you two doing," he asked.

Sakura started stuttering and Deidara was laughing so hard that he didn't even notice that the man had said something. Then the man realized that he could talk; he looked down at himself and he could've jumped for joy. He was human again!