Don't own it. Never will. All I own is the ocs, and the fanfic.
Ya know, those notices I get in my e-mail that showed people favoriting it or putting it on story alert made me really happy. Yeah I'm easy to please. And amuse.
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Scuffling came from around the corner, the efforts of an amateur to remain silent. A mirror poked around the corner, then retracted, someone's effort to infiltrate intelligently. Unfortunately, the person was attempting to break-in to a hideout that the most dangerous criminals known were occupying.
The intruder's breathing quickened as he slid around the corner; he froze as a sound came from behind him, spinning around, he came face to face with the very people he had trying so hard to avoid.
A boyish looking blond flipped his hair away from his face and regarded him from his position against the wall, "That last little bit wasn't half-bad, hmm?"
The disfigured looking creature beside the blond scoffed, "It was pathetic. The girl could have caught him."
The intruder squeaked, then drew himself up, apparently remembering his pride. He opened his mouth to respond to the insult.
"No, no." The blond interrupted, waving a hand in the air, "I meant the spinning around. That was the most impressive thing he did, hmm." He pushed away from the wall.
"Ah." The other Akatsuki regarded the man, who was now quivering with rage, "I admit that wasn't too bad." He stated.
"Shut up!" The man burst out, pointing a kunai threateningly in their direction.
The two criminals regarded him with obvious amusement. Then the blond let out an enormous yawn, "I'm bored now. Let's kill him."
"For once, I agree with you."
"Hey, Sasori! What do you mean 'for once'? Hmm? I usually disagree with you!"
The intruder scowled, "Tell me where the girl is!" He yelled, waving the knife at him.
They turned in eerie unison to look at him. The blond was the one who spoke, "Girl?" His visible blue eye narrowed, "...Amaya?"
"Aha!" The man cried, "Then she is here! I am here to rescue her!"
"..." The two men stared at him in silence. Again it was the blond that responded, Sasori remaining silent throughout their exchange, "Rescue her, hmm?" Scorn dripped from his voice, "From what? Us?"
"Of course!" The man glared, "You are holding my sweetheart captive! I have come to bring her home."
"...Ha...ha..." The blond suddenly wheezed a laugh, dropping any attempt to remain serious, and clutched his stomach as he struggled to breath through his hilarity, "Sweetheart...? You..? Her..?"
The man drew himself up, visibly wrapping his pride around him, "Of course!" He stated, "And it is my duty to return her to her family."
"Okay." Sasori said, disgruntled, "I've had it with this idiocy."
"Sasori? Deidara?" A young female voice came from down the hallway beside the two Akatsuki members, "Are you in there?"
"...Darn." Sasori muttered, "Not again..."
Deidara peered down the hall, "Right here!" He waved a hand to get the girl's attention.
The intruder held his breath; at last! Now he could escape this place, and with her beside him!
The girl trotted into the room, not noticing the him, he stared at her. She looked exactly the same as the last time he saw her, save the clothes, which were baggy on her thin frame. "I'm done!" She announced, grinning at the other two men, then her eyes darted his way, and she froze, "What is he doing in here?" Her voice squeaked, arms crossing over her chest defensively.
"...You know him?" Sasori sounded incredulous.
"Yeah..." Amaya glanced at him from the corner of her eye, "But what's he doing here?"
"Looking for you." The blond interjected, struggling to keep a straight face.
"...Me?" Amaya stared at him, "Well, he can leave, I don't want anything to do with him." She turned away, "Oh, right. Will y'all come help me finish now?"
Deidara shrugged, "Sure. I've got nothing else to do, hmm?"
Sasori gave a long-suffering sigh, "What about this idiot?" The Akatsuki member examined him, "He looks pretty worthless to me. I doubt anyone would miss him."
The man looked apoplectic, his face rapidly turning a dark shade of purple, "I will be back! And I will rescue her! No matter how hard you try to keep her as your prisoner!" He snapped his arm down, releasing the smoke bomb clutched in his hand. Smoke billowed up around them; the two Akatsuki leaped out of the cloud, Deidara grabbed Amaya's arm, dragging her after him.
Amaya coughed into her arm, "Ugh." She blinked, eyes watering.
"I somehow doubt it matters that he escaped. Hmm?" Deidara's voice came from right behind her, "He seemed too stupid to bring anyone else back with him."
"Yeah..." Amaya stared in the direction the ninja had run, What is he doing here? And how did he find me?
"Amaya?" A hand shook her shoulder, "You kinda zoned out there."
She managed a smile, No use worrying about it. I doubt he'll be back. "I'm fine." She ran her fingers back through her hair, smoothing it away from her face, "Now will you help me?"
"..." He stared at her until she felt uncomfortable, then shrugged, a repeat of his earlier response, "Sure."
Amaya gave a happy sigh, "Finally!" She put her hands on her hips, turning in a slow circle to scan the room she was standing in.
Sure, she was underground. But that really wasn't that bad. And now she had a room, which was much nicer then sleeping on the couch. She flopped face-first on her bed, "...Ow." Her nose was being squashed flat in this position. She rolled over, throwing her arms out to the sides and sinking back into the mattress.
She stared up at the ceiling, "I wonder what he was doing here..."
"Knock, knock." Deidara poked his head through the door, "Are we done? Hmm?"
"Yep!" Amaya sat back up, "And I guess I need to go make something to eat..." She tapped her index finger against her chin, "Hum, de dum. What to fix?"
Hrm... I still don't understand why he was here... Or what he was doing, or... Anything! I don't know a thing!
"Amaya?" A hand swished back and forth in front of her face, "You still in there?"
"..."
"Umm. Amaya?"
She grabbed his wrist; yanking his hand toward her.
"Whoa!" Deidara staggered forward, catching himself on the edge of the bed with his free hand, "What are you doing?"
Amaya peered down at his hand, feeling her eyes widen, "Y-you have a mouth in your hand..." Her mouth hung open, "That is so weird."
"..." Deidara stared down at her with flat eyes, "You just now noticed? You aren't very observant."
"But..." She turned his palm toward the light, "What do they do?"
A gleam entered his eye, "Watch." He pulled his hand back, cupping one over the other, stood there a moment longer, then held his hands out to her. She kept her eyes on them obediently, her expression fascinated.
He slowly opened his hands... And held a small, fat clay bird out to her.
"Ohhh." She reached her hand out, then jerked it back, giving him a questioning look.
"Touch it, yeah!"
It's cute... She thought in surprise, touching it gently with her index finger. It moved. She gave a squeak of surprise, "It moved!"
His grin took up most of his face, "This is art, hmm!"
"...Can-" She broke off, still staring at the little creature, "Can I hold it?"
In response, he grabbed her wrist with one hand, flipping her hand palm-up; Amaya held her breath as he deposited the bird on her hand, "Does this blow up..?"
He shrugged, "Sure. But only if I make it. Hmm!"
"Really?" She looked amazed, "Will you show me?" She stood, still cradling the creature in her hands, "Please?"
"...Really?" Shocked was the only way she could describe his face at that moment, "You're asking me to show you?"
"Umm... Yes?" Is that bad? She suddenly felt worried, What if he doesn't like to show other people? "B-but, you don't have too!" She sputtered, "O-only if you want to!"
His face lit up, "Let's go! Hmm!" He seized her hand, "Come on!"
"Oh!" She barely managed to keep her feet under her from the sudden jolt as he pulled her after him, "Okay!"
I guess he doesn't mind! She hurried after him, struggling to keep up with his much longer stride. A grin spread across her face, This should be fun!
-Boom!-
Another bomb exploded high in the air; Amaya clapped her hands in delight, "That's incredible!" She said, "That one was huge!"
The blond hadn't lost his manic grin the entire time they had been out here, if possible, it had grown. He looked something approaching insane. And the more impressed she was, the worse it got; now, he was panting from exhaustion. She had long since lost count of the number of explosives he had created, and they grew in size and force the longer he continued.
She sprang to her feet, "It's getting late," She said, "We should probably get back. After all," She trotted over to him, "I don't want you collapsing from tiredness 'cause you were showing me all this."
He waved her concern away, "Nah. I'm not gonna collapse." He tucked her hand through his arm, laughing as she spun with him when he turned, "H-hey!" She cried, "What are you doing?"
Deidara shrugged, "Taking you home."
"O-oh."
The blond peered down at her, "Something wrong? Hmm?"
She quickly shook her head, training her eyes on the ground, "Nope!" For a second I thought he meant my other home... She frowned, Don't be ridiculous. Hmm.
They had taken two more steps when something on the ground caught her eye, "Ooh!"
Deidara stopped, "What?"
Amaya crouched, "Look... It's a wire?" She gave it a puzzled look, What's a wire doing here?
Deidara pulled her up and back, "Don't touch that." The blond took her place, squatting down to examine the wire. "Hmph." He gave a disgusted snort, "It's a trip-wire. Hmm."
"What's a trip-wire doing out in the middle of nowhere?"
The blond shrugged, "Good question. Hmm."
"Amaya!"
Amaya glanced questioningly at the blond, "Huh? What was that?"
Deidara stood, scanning the area around them, "Great." He muttered, "It's that idiot that claimed that he was trying to rescue you earlier. Hmm."
She peered up at him, "Where?"
He tipped his head in the direction that the man was in, "Over there." He made a disgusted face, "Let's go. Hmm."
That sounds good to me. Amaya curled her hand around the blond's arm, "Yep! He can't catch up to us anyway."
"Wait!" The man's voice came from behind them; she hugged Deidara's arm tighter, "Can we go now? I have stuff to do."
"Sure."
He wasted no time in conjuring another of his birds, ignoring her protest, "Don't do that! You're already tired!"
Deidara shook his head, swinging her up onto the bird, "I'm fine. Why do you worry so much anyway? Hmm?"
"Umm." She sat on the bird, scooting up behind him when he hopped on, "What do you mean? I just don't want anything bad to happen to you." She pushed her hair back as the wind gusted around them, "Or anybody."
The blond was silent, directing the bird in the direction of the hideout as the figure of the enemy ninja shrunk into the distance. Amaya sighed, "Now I'm thirsty." She said, "And hungry. And I have stuff to do again, and I don't want to cause trouble 'cause of that guy, and I don't know why he's here... Or-"
"Do you always ramble this much? Hmm?" Deidara craned his neck to see her over his shoulder, "And switch topics so abruptly?"
"Hmm. Oops. That wasn't intentional. But now I keep thinking 'hmm' and then I said it." She poked his back, "And it's all your fault."
"...I guess so." He chuckled. "To both that and the question you ignored."
"What question?" I don't remember a question. Oh wait. Now I do. "Ohhh. That question. I don't ramble." She gave an injured sniff, "And I stay on topic!"
"Hah... Right. Anyway, who is that guy? Hmm?" The bird was drifting slowly toward the ground.
"..." Amaya shrugged, "Just some guy I knew."
"Hmm." He studied her, "He said he was your 'sweetheart'. Man, he sounded lame."
"Excuse me? Sweetheart?" Her face reddened, "Ohh. I'm gonna go find him! How dare he?" A jolt emphasized her words as they landed; she stood, stomping to the edge and jumping off, "Argh! That man... Is an idiot!"
"..." Deidara gazed after her, his face was beginning to hurt from holding back the grin that had threatened when she started ranting. She slammed the door hard enough that it shook, and he collapsed against the clay creature, unable to hold it in any longer.
"...Deidara?"
"..." The blond peeked out from under his hair, finding Sasori below him on the ground, giving him an unreadable face. He laughed again, "Aw man..." He slid off the bird, it poofed out of existence in the cloud of smoke as his feet hit the ground. "That was funny. Hmm."
"What are you talking about this time?" The puppet-master questioned, sounding disgusted as usual.
"Her." There was no need to elaborate.
"Of course." Sasori shook his head, "You are ridiculous." He turned, obviously about to leave.
"Hey! What are you talking about? Hmm?" The blond planted himself in front of Sasori before he could make his escape, "I am not ridiculous!"
"Hmph." Aside from another expression of disgust, mixed with typical arrogance, the puppet-master ignored him, walking around the blond as if he were no more then a obstacle that happened to be in his path.
"Geez." Deidara glared after his partner, "So annoying."
"..."
Deidara froze, There is someone standing behind me. He turned, and slumped, "Oh. It's you." He scowled at the Uchiha, "Stop sneaking up on me! Hmm!"
Itachi regarded him with a blank expression, "Maybe you should pay more attention." He said, ignoring the shocked look that came over the blond as he spoke. He moved around the other Akatsuki member, continuing inside as if he had never paused.
"...What's going on?" Deidara stared in the direction the two Akatsuki had gone, I think this is very strange, he never talks to me unless he has too, hmm.
He stood outside the door, Hmm. He shrugged, giving up trying to figure out any of the other people that stayed here.
"Deidara!" Amaya sprang up in front of him from thin air, "Agh!"
"Oops. Sorry." She giggled, "I came to get you to help me!" She clasped her hands behind her back, "So will you?"
"..." Deidara tried to get over his shock at her sudden appearance, "With what?"
"Now you're acting suspicious!" She shrugged, "Nothing much. But my bed is too heavy and it's still too close to the door and I can't move it and it's too heavy..."
"You already said that." Deidara sighed, "Why me? Hmm?" She seems to have forgotten that she was planning on going on a killing spree.
"'Cause you don't seem to mind. Even if you do grumble." She bounced up and down on her toes. "So will you?"
He slumped, "Fine. Why not?"
Another chapter. What did y'all think? This doesn't really have a grand plot or anything, though stuff will happen. You just have to be patient. Go with the flow. Or not read. Take your pick.
Well, I'll be going now. I have to start working on the next chapter, where hopefully more will happen. This is the first time that I've written something longer like this so I'm still workin' on it. The part in the very beginning rather quickly goes from his kinda POV to her POV. Is that confusing?
See ya,
~UndeadScribe~