Chapter 3
The land of Getsugakure no Sato, the Moon village. Night had overshadowed the land as thirteen year old Izumi, Yin stood outside the orphanage. Her thoughts were lingered elsewhere then on the true goal she now had decided on. Blank eyes gazed aimlessly out toward where the forever was just a few miles away.
"Amy…" Yin murmured and closed her coal eyes. "Amy, I promise revenge."
A soft growl escaped her lips and she looked back at the old orphanage. Her home…the place that had raised her since she was a baby.
"Go to HELL!" Yin's eyes turned an alluring crimson and instantly shadows in the orphanage exploded. A dark chuckle escaped her lips and she heard screams as the individuals inside burned and died. One even ran out –on fire- and reached out for Yin. But she fell to the ground, dead, and her fingertips were centimeters from brushing Yin's shoulder. It wasn't over yet, though, because Getsugakure was not gone. But it would be…it would be.
Boom!
The explosion snapped Yin awake and she leapt to her feet, baring her fangs and eyes full of alarm. There was a few moments silence before she heard chuckling.
"Deidara!"
"It's time to go, Yin, un," Deidara seemed to be grinning from ear to ear. He saw her death glare and held back another chuckle of satisfaction. "We've no time to sleep in, Yin, un."
"Sure, sure," Yin hopped to her feet, "how about we have a chat later, Dei?"
"Eh?"
"Without Tobi, just a talk," Yin arched a brow. "You know…" A chance to get away from Tobi? How could he pass the chance?
"Um, sure, un?" Deidara seemed puzzled by Yin right now. How amusing.
"It's a date, then," Yin smiled.
"Huh!?" Deidara stared at her, " a date, un?"
"No! Not really a date-date!" Yin said quickly. An actual date with him would be…weird. "It was just using an expression, Deidara!" Perv…
"Oh…alright then, un…" Deidara still seemed uncertain. What was Yin up to? But then again a chance to get away was a bit of a pleasing thought even though Yin would be there, too. But maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing after all…? Or, it could just be the worst disaster ever…
"Hey Tobi!" Yin purred that evening and held up their three canteens. "Water, please! There's a stream just a few miles down."
"Why does Tobi have to go get the water?" Tobi sounded like he was whining. "Can't one of you do it? Tobi did it last time! Tobi is tired!"
"Is Tobi a good boy?" Yin asked, arching a brow.
"Yes! Tobi is a good boy," Tobi chirped.
"Does Tobi like his neck? Is he particularly fond of it?" Yin smirked, "because it's going to be broken if you don't go get water. Now go!" She threw the canteens at him, "and don't be quick about it."
"OK, OK!" Tobi took the canteens, running but then remembering what Yin had said. He slowed his pace to a walk and started to move painfully slow toward the stream which was miles away.
"Annoying little…" Yin grumbled and turned to Deidara, "and that is how you get rid of a pest. Thank you." She bowed.
"Should've just blown him up, un," Deidara criticized.
"Whatever," Yin rolled her eyes, grabbing his wrist and dragging the blonde. "C'mon, before he comes back!"
"Where are we going, hmm?" Deidara questioned, arching a brow at her.
"Somewhere Tobi won't find us anytime soon," Yin responded, smiling at him.
"Which is, hmm?" Deidara sighed, having wanted a specific answer. He rolled his eyes, stupid Izumi.
"Somewhere in the woods." That answer annoyed him…A more specific one would've been nice but Deidara wondered if Yin even knew where she was going. Probably not…oh joy…he was going to get lost in the woods with Izumi, Yin. How had she talked him into this again?
"We'll stop here," Yin purred, stopping and plopping down in a clearing. "C'mon, sit!" She pulled the blonde artist down-much to his displeasure because he knows how to sit thank you very much- beside her. "Let's eat! I brought your favorite, bakudan."
"H-how did you know that was my favorite, un?" Deidara was slightly taken aback as she pulled two bowels of bakudan from her cloak. He had never told her this information! Great, was she a mind reader now, too? Or just an all out stalker?
"I guessed, since bakudan means 'bomb' and I also asked Tobi. Now we'll be the ones to have food –since we haven't the chance to eat at all today- while Tobi starves. Sounds nice, eh?" Yin purred, taking her chopsticks and breaking them apart, "itadakimasu!" She began to eat her meal.
Go figure, hmm, Deidara thought and sighed, "How did you get this, un?"
"I made it," Yin responded. Deidara was afraid to eat it suddenly. Who knows what Izumi, Yin had done to it?
"Hey, don't give that look," Yin frowned, "it's perfectly safe, I promise. I wasn't in the mood to poison you today."
"Right, un," Deidara muttered sarcastically, yet he began to eat as well. It actually wasn't that bad, though Deidara wouldn't admit it. Yin did a pretty good job at cooking. It would be fun to rub this in Tobi's face, too. Maybe he should save some t mess with him for later?
"So…" Yin had set her bowel down and looked over at him. Reaching out, Yin grabbed one of his wrists. Pulling the hand toward her, she flipped it over to see the mouth. "These are what you use to fight? I never really noticed them before up till around now. How do they work?"
"They chew the clay, mold it, and infuse them with chakra, un," Deidara responded as he watched her inspect the palm of his hand.
"Then you just activate them and they go 'boom', right?" Yin asked and Deidara nodded. "Interesting, it's very unique. I've never seen anything like this before."
"Hm," Deidara merely responded, eating now with only one hand. He waited for Yin to let go of his hand but it didn't seem like she was going to do so. So he decided to make her let go. As she pulled the hand close to her face, he let the mouth open, the tongue come out, and let the tongue lick her face.
". . ." was all Yin could say, her eyes widened in shock. She didn't know if she should be disgusted or not. She heard Deidara give a small chuckle, but she quickly cut it off by licking his hand.
"Hey, un!" Deidara jerked his hand away from her grip, giving her a small scowl.
"Well, it licked me first," Yin smiled innocently at him, "one could only assume it wanted a response." Yin chuckled as he mumbled something inaudible. "Anyways, what is your view on art?"
"Hm? My view on art, un?" Deidara blinked, and then smirked. "Art is a bang! That's my view on art, un."
"Really? Hm…I could agree on that." Yin gave a casual flick of her wrist, "pop art is dead, anyways. I'm guessing your art is super flat?"
"Yeah, I consider it that…hmm." Deidara murmured, thinking to himself. He had said the same thing time and time again. Pop art was dead. He looked up at the sky as it began to grow dark. Since when had Izumi, Yin become tolerable?
The sky was dark except for the stars that twinkled brightly in the sky. Both of them had quieted and now merely watched in silence. The stars were sort of nice; no wonder Yin watched them so often. Though they were a little too calming for his taste.
"Hey…" Yin suddenly spoke up and looked at him, "I wonder where Tobi is."
"Probably lost, un," Deidara responded, somewhat absent in his own thoughts. How was Yin being tolerable tonight? Did she really have that quality called, oh, I don't know, self-restraint? Or was she just setting him up for something? His azure eye that was visible shifted toward her. She was lying on the ground, relaxed. If she was setting him up for something, then what was it?
"When I downed your art before…" Yin paused, where was she getting at? Was she finally springing her trap? "You seemed to daze off for a moment or two. What was that about?"
"Nothing, hmm," his reply was slightly curt. "Just something that happened before, un."
"With Uchiha, Itachi?" Yin arched a brow.
"…" How did she know that?
"I heard you muttering in your sleep," Yin answered his question. Oh great…she was watching him sleep. She really was a stalker. "You really don't like him, do you?"
"I don't like the Uchiha, hmm" Deidara merely grumbled.
"Because Itachi beat your art once, didn't he?" Yin murmured and all was silent. She nodded once to herself and closed her eyes. "From what I've heard…I don't like the Uchiha, either. They sound…ignorant. But anyways…" She opened her eyes and looked at Deidara, "I think you could beat him. Maybe not back then, but now you could surely blow up Uchiha, Itachi to pieces. Your art may not be the best…" she smirked, "but it's one of them. If you beat him, it would be supreme."
"You really think I could beat Uchiha, Itachi, un?" Deidara gave Yin a skeptical look. Why the sudden encouragement?
"Of course," Yin laughed, "I'm positive!"
"Hmm…" Deidara looked away from her, ahead. Yin was suddenly encouraging him now? What was with her? Was she a hot-head when the sun was out and when the stars came did they cool her? What a strange….strange….woman, but she was very supportive of his gift, very interested. Deidara couldn't remember many with much interest in him less they wanted a job done.
"I say you have a re-match with him one day," Yin had sat up and her coal eyes sparkled. "I'd love to watch it."
"Maybe, un," Deidara mumbled, still confused by her. He didn't think he'd ever understand Yin. Could anyone? Maybe she was just too confusing for it. "You know, you're a real work of art, un."
"Hm?" Yin arched a brow at him.
"I don't understand you, Yin. I don't think anyone can, un. You're so complicated. One minute you act one way then another. You're an unpredictable piece of art, un."
"Shall I take that as a compliment?"
"Personally, it annoys me, hmm. But you may if you want to, hmm."
"Then I will," Yin replied, scooting over to him. "Thanks for the compliment, blondie." He rolled his eyes and her own sparkled with amusement.
"I could never love you, hmm," he muttered.
"Then don't love me, appreciate me. I am a work of art, no? You said it yourself and you appreciate art even if you disagree with it, do you not?" Yin purred, "And I'll appreciate you."
The two were quiet and Yin was smiling at him. The silence seemed to be their secret agreement with each other. They would appreciate each other…and that was it.
"I found you! Finally! Why'd you run off like that!?" Tobi popped out of seemingly nowhere, startling them both.
"TOBI!" Both of them yelled in anger, smacking the orange-masked member of Akatsuki.
"Ow! Tobi is a good boy!" Tobi whimpered, "Tobi filled the canteens!"
"Annoying little…" Deidara's voice trailed off into grumbles. "Since Tobi is back, why don't we continue now, hmm? Since we've eaten…"
"You two ate!? Not fair," Tobi looked ready to pout.
"The quicker we move, the quicker we can get you food, Tobi," Yin said quickly, not wanting to see a pouting Tobi.
"Oh! That's right! Let's go!" Tobi sped off.
"Wait," Yin caught Deidara's arm before he followed after. He looked back at her and she smiled softly, speaking quietly to him. "Hey…it was fun."
The two watched each other silently for a moment, and then followed after Tobi.
The next evening the three came to a place with torches. Yin wasn't sure what was going on but was sure she'd get an explanation.
"This is where we'll be going to the Akatsuki meeting, hmm," Deidara explained. "You know how to do the projection technique, right, hmm?"
"Erm," Yin thought back, then nodded slowly. "Yeah, I remember."
With that the three entered the Akatsuki meeting. Pein was discussing something that Yin didn't bother to listen to. Instead, she instantly went to watching where Itachi was. Looking at his projection, Yin was thinking he wasn't too intimidating. He actually looked sort of weird to her.
"Is there a reason you're staring?" Yin blinked as he actually spoke to her. Oh, so Mr. High and Mighty actually cared enough to speak to her. The one below him? The 'dirt'? Yin was tempted to growl at him, but she stopped herself.
"Just looking, observing, so sue me," Yin's voice was dripping with false innocence. "You're Uchiha, Itachi, right? How strong are you really?" No response. Nice guy, Yin rolled her eyes.
"Yin…"
The sound of her name drew her attention away from the Uchiha. "Yes?" She looked at Pein.
"You may have yourself a partner…very soon." Pein watched her, "meeting dismissed."
"So, what do you think of the newest member of Akatsuki, Itachi-san? A fiery one, isn't she? Didn't sound all too friendly toward you," Kisame chuckled as the two came from their trance.
"She's like Deidara. She won't last long," Itachi replied, standing. "The only partner she's going to receive is the Grim Reaper."
