Heyy! I've got nothing as to what to put here. Like, I'm seriously drawing a blank. I have nothing. So here's the disclaimer and then the story that I'm not exactly sure any of you are actually looking forward.

OH! And a big thank you to gaarafangirl91 for reassuring me that this fic doesn't suckk. *virtual glomp* YOU ROCK!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did, God only know what twisted love octagons would have formed by now.

"Hey, Dei-chan?"

"Hmmm?" he didn't look up from what he was doing.

"Where the hell are we!?" I waved my arms all crazy like in the air for effect. And a fat lot of good it did. He wasn't even looking at me. But I'm pretty sure he felt the breeze from my random flailing. He's just good at ignoring me. I'll have to remember to do something about that.

Ya see, about half an hour ago, after finding Cathy, he landed his bird down in the middle of the forest (or to the side, you never know these days). He sat down, and pulled out a shit load of dull kunai from out of his cloak, intent on sharpening every single one. Based on the lumps in his cloak, I would have never guessed they were in there. It really makes one wonder how many pockets are sewed into that thing.

He glanced at me for all of half a nano second, "In a forest, yeah."

I had been trying to talk to him the whole time, and he had yet to actually talk back. Damn him and his manly one-track mind! Throwing my hands up in the air (yay for meaningless hand gestures!) I stomped over to Cathy, who was still sitting on the bird...and talking to it...

Do they even have minds? I mean, they're clay...

"Awwie! You're so cute! You have to be the cutest little birdie in the whole wide world!" Oh God. She was coddling it. I backed up and ran back to Deidara before she could see me. Whatever she was doing, I really didn't want to know.

Sadly for me, Deidara wasn't any better. He was still sharpening kunai, with about 200 more to go. I was caught between two very different types of insane.

Some of Cathy's cooing reached my ears from over where she was, "How mean! He didn't give you a name!?"

There was silence as she waited for the bird to respond. I sure as hell didn't hear anything, but she seemed to.

"That's horrible! I have a friend just like that! Hey! Why don't I give you a name?

More silence.

"Okay! From this day forward, you shall be known as Sienna!" Cathy clapped her hands joyfully, "Do ya like it?"

I swear Sienna nodded at her head like an idiot. That is, if clay birds can look like idiots. I may be crazy, but my friends are mental. Yes, there's a difference. A big difference.

Deidara was obviously the better choice here. No doubt about that anymore.

I walked right in front of him and just stood there, waiting for him to notice me. He didn't.

I sighed dramatically. Still nothing.

So this had to be done the hard way, huh?

"Poke," I said as I jabbed him in the general direction of the eye under his bangs.

Right before my finger could touch the glass lense of his eyepiece, he dropped what he was doing and grabbed my wrist.

"What?" he all but growled.

I put on my most innocent face and said, "Dei-chan, I'm bored!"

Deidara glared.

I smiled cutely back, not breaking eye contact.

Admitting defeat to the cuteness that is me, he started rummaging though the folds of his cloak.

"Here ya go. Have fun," Deidara said, tossing me a hunk of clay.

My eyes lit up. Do you know how many uses there are for clay, besides art projects? A lot, not all of them being pleasant.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you Dei-chan!" I screamed and tackle hugged him, "You're the best!"

Within seconds, I was up in a tree and happily plotting.

So there's chapter 4. It's shorter than the others, but I thought that would be a good place to stop writing. As always, please review and tell me if you see any spelling mess up. I LOVE YOU ALL!

~Funky Bracelet Chick