Here's Chapter 4. In this chapter Hoshi'll finally be meeting the Akatsuki. She'll be makin' friends and possibly enemies. But which is which? And how can she tell? Let's hope she'll decide right...or else.

"So, seeing as how you owe me...how would you like to work for me as one of the Akatsuki?"

And there goes the mouse trap people. SNAP. And I was the mouse. I've got an extremely bad feeling. This can NOT end well. How did I get myself into this mess?"

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"Deidara, Hidan, show our guest around." and with that, the orange-haired creeper left.

I looked around for them, and they appeared in front of me. The slicked back silver hair albino looked dangerous, and rude. He looked like the type to be sarcastic and foul-mouthed, not to mention rude, rough too. He also wore his Akatsuki cloak open to reveal his chest. I took a guess that he was Hidan. That only left blondie here to be Deidara. He had long blonde hair (hence the nickname). Some of it was in a mini ponytail at the top of his head and bangs that covered his left eye. His eyes were so ocean blue it feels like you can jump and dive into it.

I snapped back to reality when Hidan went behind me and untied the ropes.

"Thanks..." I looked at my bloody wrist. If only I had another arm to rub my now bruised one.

"Come on, un." Deidara said and led us out the door to an enormous hallway.

"This bastard over here is Hidan. And I'm Deidara, hm." Deidara grinned and held his hand out.

"Hoshi. Arai Hoshi." I introduced myself as I reached for his hand.

For some reason when we shook hands, Hidan snickered. I looked at him oddly as if questioning "What's so funny?" when I felt something slimy licking my hand. I jumped back a little and stared, wide-eyed. Hidan burst out laughing by then and Deidara seemed a little hurt.

"That was fucking hilarious." Hidan managed to say during laughs. I glared at him and whacked him in the head. He muttered a slight "ow".

"What was that?" I inquired, staring at his hand.

He turned it over so his palm was facing me. Well, not exactly palm...where his palm was, was a mouth. I stared at it curiously with interest. I reached forward to touch it, amazed at how it was possible. Deidara seemed taken back for a while but he relaxed after a few seconds.

"What do you use it for?" I asked another question.

He seemed to brighten up so much that the sun would envy him. Hidan groaned aloud, as if he wished I would've never asked the question. I tilted my head to one side, confused.

"I use it for my art! Art is a bang. Art should be fleeting, because it's beautiful that way. And-" and he went on a full lecture about art.

Damn it. Now I sympathized with Hidan, he probably had to hear this speech every single day or so. The said albino sighed and rolled his pinkish purple eyes.

He came closer to me and muttered, "Since Blondie over there is in his own lil' fuckin world, I'll give ya the damn tour."

"Thanks. I think..." I trailed off and looked over at Deidara, he was still talking about how explosions are the best thing in art.

Hidan did a pretty good job of showing me around actually. Who would've thunk? Deidara just followed us and still ranting about art. I sighed as we headed into the kitchen. There was someone already there. He had long black hair which was tied and reached down to his waist. I couldn't see his face since he was reading a newspaper and held it up to his face.

"Oi, want anything to fuckin' eat? 'Cause I'm fuckin' starvin'." Hidan asked.

"Meh...I'll have whatev' you have." I grabbed a chair and sat in front of the black haired person.

He didn't flinch or move, he didn't even seem to realize my presence. Twitch. Oh well, if he wants to ignore me then fine. As Hidan was preparing two bowls of ramen, we asked each other questions to keep ourselves from being bored. Our conversation was something like this.

"So how do you know Leader-sama?"

"Who's Leader-sama? The orange-haired creeper?"

"Heh, you might be entertaining after all."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Nothing...so how old are you?"

"19. What's with the necklace you're wearing?"

And so it began...the long lecture Hidan proudly spoke, just like Deidara had with art. There was the same familiar glint in his eyes when he spoke about Jashin-sama and his religion, as had Deidara and his explosions' art. This time around, I actually listened to Hidan. For one thing it sounded intriguing. A God that encourages you to wreak havoc and destruction? Count me in. I found a lot of things that Hidan and I had in common with: Swearing (although I try to control it), sadomasochism (although I'm not as masochist as him), among other things.

"So you wanna convert to Jashin?" he asked with a huge grin plastered on his face.

"Um...sorry to disappoint you Hidan but...maybe some other lifetime." I said. I wanted to convert to Jashin-sama and all but...being immortal? As much as I love eternal art (which I love more than life itself), I don't want to become eternal. I see life as Deidara sees his art, fleeting.

Hidan looked hurt and disappointed, he even pouted. I had to stifle my laughter before he sacrificed me to Jashin-sama. His pout reversed into a grin when he figured the ramen was ready. He grabbed two bowls out of the cabinet above his head and put them near the stove. Then he lifted the steaming pot and poured the ramen equally into the two bowls. He grabbed two pairs of chopsticks, broke them in two, and put them on top of the bowls and quickly placed them on the table where I was sitting.

"Wow Hidan, it smells delicious. I never took you to be the type to cook. Especially so masterfully." I joked. But it was true nonetheless, the ramen did smell good. And it tasted even better!

He took the empty seat next to me and began eating as well.

"Glad ya fuckin' like it. I am the damn master at cookin' aren't I?" he smirked arrogantly.

"Tch...whatever you say, Master Cooker." I mocked the title.

As we ate, an unexpected voice broke the silence.

"Who's she, Hidan?"

The black haired person placed the newspaper down and took a sip of the black coffee next to him. I took a better look at him. He had cold black eyes (1) to match with his hair. He also had tear troughs under his eyes that extended near his nose. To say the least, he looked kinda intimidating at first glance.

"She's Arai Hoshi. Fuckin' Leader-sama wanted to recruit her for Akatsuki. Said some shit 'bout her bein' in the ANBU when she was lil'." Hidan explained. "And that uptight asshole is Itachi Uchiha."

"I see...so I took it you failed at your mission." Itachi bluntly pointed out.

"Shut up fucker. At least I don't look like some fuckin' old man with wrinkles." Hidan insulted.

"Really? Well I could've mistaken you for one from your silver-turning-white hair." Itachi retorted.

Uh-oh...a fight's breakin' out and it's barely been an hour! Well, I guess I shouldn't have expected the notorious Akatsuki to be all friendly and goody goody. But still I could tell that this is not going well, especially if Hidan is as bloodthirsty as I thought he was. Neither of them seemed to be the type to back down from a fight, either. Where's Deidara when you need him dammit?

"Oi Itachi-san. I knew you would be here. Hey I- hey...who's this...?" a man appeared from the doorway.

To be completely honest with you, he looked like a human shark. He looked as if he had blue skin, beady eyes, and anti-gravity defying blue hair (2). To complete the shark look, he had gills under his eyes. I stared at him in awe. He seemed uncomfortable under my gaze and took a step back.

"I'm Arai Hoshi. Sorry 'bout these two...idiots." I grinned, satisfied with my search for words and found the perfect one, imitating Leader-sama. The man laughed, but I think we're the only ones who were satisfied with my word choice, for Hidan and Itachi stopped bickering to glare at me.

"Ha ha, seems like it's gonna be fun to have you around Hoshi-chan. Pleased to meet you, Kisame Hoshigaki." he said, laughing at their glares.

"Hey look at that. We could be the Hoshi siblings. (3)" I grinned.

Kisame grinned too, showing me his sharp teeth. I had a feeling that it was natural. This place just keeps getting cooler [and weirder]. Before I could put much thought into it, I was about to ask Kisame-san if he knew where Deidara-san was. As if on cue, an explosion could be heard.

Everyone sighed, with the exception of Itachi. He just went back to reading the newspaper.

"Wonder what that fucktard Tobi did now." Hidan wondered aloud.

"Tobi?" my eyebrow raised.

"You'll see soon 'nough Hoshi-chan." Kisame-san said, grinning darkly.

I backed away from the grin, something about the way he said it made me anxious and unnerved. Before I could wonder about it though, I was tackled to the ground. Hard. Flat on my back.

"What the-"

"TOBI! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" Deidara roared.

"Deidara-senpai! I-I didn't mean it! S-show some m-mercy! You wouldn't harm Tobi if this pretty girl is here right?" stammered a startled voice in front of me.

So Tobi was the one who knocked me down to the ground. Again, another name added to the list. And using me as some kinda shield? Oh that boy is gonna get it...Maybe I could just hand him to Deidara. That wouldn't be much of a problem, would it?

"Tobi you damn coward!" Deidara yelled.

This only made Tobi hide behind me. Even though he moved fast, I still caught a glimpse of the man. He had an orange swirly mask that covered all of his face with one eyehole on his right. Funny, what has he got to hide? I wonder what's behind that mask...Anyway back to the subject. He had spiky black hair...and that was it. There's not much to look at except his hair behind the orange mask and his Akatsuki cloak. Every part of him was covered.

"Tobi. Come out from behind Hoshi-chan this instant!" Deidara was getting impatient (4).

"But Deidara-senpai'll kill Tobi if Tobi does that!" Tobi exclaimed.

Deidara's eye visibly twitched and he stated calmly, attempting a smile [which failed miserably], "Of course Deidara-senpai won't...just come out from behind Hoshi-chan..."Twitch twitch.

Tobi thought about this for awhile, "Umm...Okay! Tobi's a good boy! Tobi'll listen to Deidara-senpai!" and out he came. Oh what a foolish man, I almost pitied him. Almost.

Deidara was about to throw an explosive at Tobi, but decided against it seeing as how this was the kitchen. So he came up with a better solution, the next best thing. He strangled him.

"WAHHH! Deidara-senpai lied to Tobi! What has Tobi done?" Tobi cried, arms flailing as he was shoved to the ground.

"Tobi knows exactly what he did. Tobi is a BAD BOY! Tobi broke Deidara-senpai's sculpture! (5)" Deidara hissed.

"Sculpture?" I questioned and turned to Kisame-san for an answer.

"Ahh...Deidara loves to make clay sculpture, seeing as how they are his..."art"...his mouth-hands allow him to hastily create sculptures in great detail. Those sculptures are made with detonating clay though, so that's how he uses explosives." Kisame-san explained.

"Since that androgynous fucker is makin' such a big damn deal outta this, I'm guessin' that Tobi must've destroyed his latest one. He claimed that it was such a huge masterpiece. The only great thing about his art is after it explodes if you ask me. That way it won't be such an eyesore." Hidan remarked.

"Oh, I see. Well, I'm getting tired of all this noise...I'm gonna go to the living room." I told Hidan and Kisame-san.

They gave an approving nod and I head my way. Ever get the feeling where you're being stalked and you start to feel paranoid and you whip out a skillet outta nowhere and whack that person upside the head with a weird battle cry? Okay maybe not the skillet or the battle cry thing but you know what I mean. And that's just the way I feel right bout now. I start to look around, scanning for anything to give me a sign of the stalker, person...thingy...But after a few minutes of scanning around, nothing seemed to be out of order. So that's the first sign that I'm going paranoid! Yippie!

Maybe I am going insane...

(1) -This really gets on my nerves. Almost every fanfic there's always a person who saids that Itachi has red eyes. Correction: He has BLACK EYES but his eyes turn red and black when he activates Sharingan. And seriously, why the fuck would he have it activated for no apparent reason? Unless he wants to go blind. And what kinda sane person would wanna go blind? Exactly my friends.

(2) -Don't you just love Kisame's awsome (yes I know there's two e's but I don't spell it like that) blue anti-gravity defyin' hair? And I'm sorry I had to refer to Kisame as "shark" a couple of times, I restrained from doing it too much 'cause it feels like I'm treating him as a freak. So sorry about that Kisame =[

(3) - I seriously did NOT realize that until I wrote out Kisame's surname. That is so awsome! And if you guys don't get it, my OC's name is Hoshi and the first part of Kisame's surname is Hoshi.

(4) - Ha, the irony...Sasori's Deidara's partner and usually Sasori is the one who's always impatient, especially with Deidara. Now it's Deidara's turn to get impatient with Tobi, Deidara's "partner". Just to clear things up, Sasori will be in this story (Since it's a SasoriOC) at the same time as Tobi. But Tobi will be Deidara's subordinate.

(5) - Yes I know Deidara doesn't usually talk in third person like Tobi but it was just Deidara mocking Tobi 'cause he was outraged and beyond pissed.

Okay I think I'm done with my ranting. Any guesses on Hoshi's stalker? If you guess right, your prize is...NOTHING! Isn't that awsome? -dodges flying kunai- Okay okay, your prize is Chapter 5. As usual, hope you guys enjoyed it!