After we ate all the apples, everyone was full. Some waddled out of the room while Deidara and Kisame still sat next to me. I was working on my last piece of apple, staring blankly out into space, thinking about Zetsu. Why he wanted to eat me.

Deidara waved a hand in front of my face. "Shienna- san? Shienna-san?" I blinked twice and turned my head.

"Huh?" He smiled slightly.

"You kinda left for a moment." My eyes where still glazed with thought.

"Oh, sorry..." I mumbled, I still wasn't all there. I looked over at Kisame and he was doing the same thing, I left him be because I knew that thinking about things relieved stress for some people.

My head hurt slightly putting a hand and rubbing the bridge of my nose with my thumb and index finger I closed my eyes and sighed.
"Is there anything wrong, Shienna-san?" My eyes slightly opened.

"I'm still shaken from the Zetsu episode." I sighed once more. Deidara's eyes were mixed with anger and concern. The two where dancing together in flutters and shocks.

"He didn't hurt you...did he" I laughed dryly.

"I hurt him more than he hurt me."

"If he did as much as lay a finger on you--" I interrupted him.

"Too late. He tried to pull me out of the cupboard, but failed." I sighed; He was just about to open his mouth to speak when Kisame looked over towards us, now putting his say in the conversation.

"I don't think we should have left her," He said coolly. Deidara's voice seemed to have a sorrowful edge to it.

"I know. But I am too much of a coward to stand up to Zetsu."

"Well, you shouldn't be. After all, Shienna-san fought him off." I had to put my say into this, I couldn't stand it. It made me look so helpless.

"It's okay," I finally said, "I have been through much worse. Where I have been harmed and left to die. But look at me, I am as right as rain..." My voice trailed off. I didn't want to speak of the past. My stomach grumbled in frustration. I pointed to my gut again.

"It's still hungry." I laughed. This laugh was full of humor because both Deidara and Kisame's faces twisted in worry. Deidara got up.

"Is there anything you really want to eat?" I sighed and got up.

"You two are too kind… and I thought this was 'an evil organization,'" I said playfully.

"I'll cook, I know how."

I moved between the refrigerator and Deidara, pulling out some chicken and teriyaki sauce. "Rice maker?" I said questionably. Deidara pulled out the rice maker and plugged it in.

"Thanks," I said sincerely.

I got the rice ready, it would take about a half hour before it would be done. I boiled the chicken and chopped it up after it was cooked. Careful, not to cut my finger again, I put the chicken in a stir fry pan, adding teriyaki sauce. As soon as I was getting ready to give the food to my new acquaintances the red haired man came in.

In his smooth voice he said, "I was driven into this room by the wonderful smell of food."

I motioned him to sit.

"And it's almost done too," I said, thinking about how much I needed to divided it and how much I wanted was a stretch.

But I made it all work out, as long as other people didn't come in 'driven in by the smell of food.' I took four plates out along with chopsticks. I scooped out the rice and the chicken and it was ready to serve. They didn't take a long time to clear their plates along with me. My stomach gurgled in delight. It was the first REAL meal I had in some while. Stealing raw food wasn't my cup of tea. It was getting late.

"Hey Deidara… now being a member, do I get a room?" He smiled a crooked smile.

"Yeah. It's the one next to mine. The leader got it ready for you when he sent me to go get you."

"I need to wash up.. So after that, would you show me?" He put his hand in the air. His mouth smiled.

"There is no need for you to dishes. I'll do them." I felt guilty, but I gave in. I was tired.

"If you say so." He led me to a room right next door. Just like he said.

"I have some stuff I need to get out of your room really fast." He shrugged.

"Okay, I am going to clean up." I grabbed my sword, my mask, and goggles. I grabbed my bag full of supplies, and headed to the room next to his. This was now my room. My very own room. I laid my stuff down next to me, and grabbed a bottle of ink. It had a green label on it telling me this ink bottle didn't have chakra. I formed my chakra into a small ball and mixed it with the ink, shoving it into the bottle and putting the cap on, then started shaking it. I did this to all of the ink bottles until all of them had a purple label on them, now telling me that they all had chakra in them. One of them would work for ten scrolls. I had twenty-four bottles, I needed more scrolls.

Bored, I took a scroll out and started to paint on it. Making squiggle marks on it, and in the center I drew a butterfly on it. I have only seen a butterfly once, remembering other children draw them. I sealed it then waited. I made the hand signs of Dragon, Tiger, Ram, and Dog. Opening up the scroll out came a butterfly. With much grace it settled on my finger, slightly comforting me. My chakra had been slightly drained from putting so much into the ink. It danced around me with joy. I knew that it couldn't have emotions, and I could control its actions. It would only last for a while until it faded into nothing, and I would be alone again. It came across the window, ghost pale. It looked like it could match the moon in color. It was a waxing gibbous, large and pale. I heard a knock at the door I slowly turned around and called, "Come in." the door slowly opened and I saw Kisame come in and sit on the bed next to me. Spellbound by the lovely butterfly, it danced around him and landed on his headband on top of his head. I smiled only for a little while until he began to speak.

"So...this is what you can do?" I looked at him, a little embarrassed.

"Yeah. I can make more than butterflies, but… sometimes I just make them because I am lonely." I sighed. He closed his eyes.

"I can feel your chakara in this little fellow. It is comforting." He took in a deep breath and exhaled. I was in a mellow mood.

"Did you come in to tell me something?" He opened up his eye.

"nah, I just thought that you might want some company." I vaguely smiled.

"Thanks. It is lonely sometimes." He laid himself on the bed with the butterfly still on his forehead.

"It looks brighter, now that you've come here."

"Hmm," I said, I wasn't very interested in what he said.

"And I do want to say I am sorry… for being like that in the beginning. I know how it feels to be shunned because your different." He raised a blue hand into the moonlight.

"Your words…. It was some of a comfort to me, you know how it is to have people hate you, and to shun you." My eyes were soft now. Looking at him and sharing empathy was something that I wanted to do with any one. I opened my mouth to say something, but just when I was starting to speak, Deidara came in the room, and shot Kisame a dirty look. His dirty look faded when he saw a butterfly crawling down the bridge of Kisame's nose.

"So this is what you can do." I gave a crooked smile and shrugged.

"Nothing much." He grinned at me.

"Kisame, it's late. So you might want to let her sleep."

He sighed and said, "Okay, we will leave together. Isn't that right, Deidara?" Deidara's face twisted in a mischievous smile, it was slow for a moment until my butterfly started to flutter, and then disappear into thin air. Kisame got up and headed out the door with Deidara. Kisame and Deidara said in unison, "Good night, Shienna-san," Like it was all planned out. They gave each other a puzzled look but then broke out laughing and shut the door behind them.

I put more of my chakra into some of the bottles. Half of them where yellow, while the other half where purple. Completely drained of all chakra, I covered myself up with a blanket, and curled up. Looking out the window, I drifted into a black and white dream.