Chapter 4: New information

Walking through the hall of the Akatsuki base was kinda weird. It was silent and dark. I wasn't watching where I was going and bumped into someone. I looked up and saw a lady with blue hair.

"Hello Bluey," I said. She looked at me like I was from another planet. "What are you stairing at?" I sneered.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. She didn't seem like anyone else I'd met here.

"I'm the puppets daughter," I grinned. "My name's Kasumi,"

"Konan," she answered.

"Cool," Konan seemed pretty cool. I decided to follow her around. I learned more of the members names. There was Zetsu, Tob, Itachi, and Kisame.

"Konan?" We were in the lounge room.

"Yeah?" She replied.

"Can I have some food?" I asked.

"Okay,"

"YAY!!" Konan lead me into the kitchen. Sasori and Deidara were in there arguing. Konan and I just watched and listened, since they didn't notice us.

"Why did you bring her here?!" Deidara demanded.

"Because she's my daughter," Sasori said. Deidara growled and pinned him to the wall.

"Sasori, you are so stupid sometimes," he whispered.

"Brat. You shouldn't talk to me like that." Sasori said. He pushed Deidara off gently. "And It's Dana to you," Deidara rolled his eyes. He moved closer to Sasori's ear.

"Dana," he whispered seductively. Sasori pulled him closer.

"You really wanna do this hear?" He asked. Deidara chuckled.

"Good point," He said. Then they started to kiss. That's when I left. Konan following.

"That's something I could've done without," I laughed. Then I realised it was my dad and the guy who tried to kill me.

"What te fuck are you guys doing?!" I stormed into the kitchen, where they were still making out. They pulled away and looked at me. Deidara glaring and Sasori shocked. "You two being an item would have been usefull information!" I laughed. Silence. "Hey c'mon, it's funny. Besides, papa, you made a good choice. Dei's a hotty," At that Deidara blushed and Sasori smirked. That's when Itachi walked in. And you know what, getting a proper look at his face he's a hotty too. Ha, I wonder how old he is. I walked up to him and leaned on the bench beside him.

"So, Itachi, how old are you exactly?" I asked.

"Eighteen," he replied. Oooh, only four years older than me. Yay.

"Village?" I asked.

"Leaf,"

"Clan?"

"Uchiha,"

"Cool,"

"Yeah," He seemed pretty cool. Kinda unemotional. But I'll have to fix that.