After I was prepared, I hid a bag full of everything I needed behind my bed. I prayed Pein wouldn't find it, and left to go find Itachi. Honestly, he was the only one I wanted to see. I walked through the living room on my way to the rooms, and found a not-so pleasant face. Deidara eyed me with a scowl, then yelled out, "Oh, I see your still walking?" He walked up to me and stuck his face in mine. "Hmm? You don't look like you in any pain anymore. I guess we'll have to change that." I blocked out most of his words, because I was just so full of anger I couldn't process any thought. All I was thinking was shoving his face in a tub of razorblades.

Even though my face was emotionless, I felt a huge bundle of trash inside me. I wanted to hurt him or kill him for everything he's done to me, but I couldn't get myself to do it. He grabbed my collar, and pulled me close to him. "You listening to me, dipshit?" I couldn't control myself anymore.

I grabbed him by his hair, and swished his head past mine, then kicked his body to the ground. Before he could react, I grabbed a kunai that fell out of his pouch, and jabbed it in his left arm. "Leave me the hell alone!" I yelled at him, then slammed his head against the hard, solid floor. I backed away, but only do be kicked by one of his free legs. He jumped to his feet, and he grabbed my neck and shoved me into a nearby wall, pushing me upward. I struggled against his grip, and tried to kick him. The sheer satisfaction on his face was sickening.

"I may have failed to kill you before, but I'm not going to fail this time." He punched me squarely in the stomach, sending a trickle of blood up my throat. I failed to keep it down, and it slowly ran down my chin. His grin widened, and punched me again. I tried to suck in a breath, but his hands were blocking my air flow. I dug my nails into his hand, prying them off me. He finally released me, and I fell to the ground with a 'thump!'.

I clutched my stomach, and coughed at the attempt to gain my breath back. More blood found its way to my mouth, and leaked out. I looked up at him. He was trying to get the kunai out of his arm, which he sucsedded with. He crouched down next to me, as I pathetically tried to crawl away. No one was in the room with us, so there was no way someone could help me. I had to fight myself.

He grabbed my leg and pulled me towards him. He stabbed the kunai into my leg, making me almost scream out in pain. I tried to pull back, but he kept dragging me closer. "You not getting away!"

He pulled me up to face him. I was in so much pain at this point that my head was dizzy and I could barely stand. My vision was a blur, but I noticed the faint figure of his kunai racing towards me. Then, before it could make contact, Deidara's arm flew back, along with his body. I fell to the ground again, then looked up at Deidara, who was on the floor, feet away, looking confused. Sasori stepped out from behind the corner.

"What did I say, Deidara? Leave her alone!" He walked passed him, then over to me. He kneeled down next to me, and put his hand on my face. "Are you okay?" I nodded, even though I was feeling like crap. I got up, but winced, and had to hold on to Sasori for support. He smiled at my weakness. "Come on, I'll get you back to Pein." He walked me back to the bedroom, and he knocked slightly on the door. There was a distant, "Enter.", and he walked in. Pein's eyes darted his eyes to me, and he stood up and walked toward us. "What the hell happened this time?" He growled, facing his anger towards me. "Deidara, sir." Sasori mumbled.

Pein sighed, then said, "Very well. Sasori, you may leave. I'll talk to her." He nodded, then left me and Pein alone. I limped my way to my bed, then sat down gently. Pein sat on his bed across from mine. He had a hint of sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry. It's all my fault for letting him do that." I shook my head. It wasn't his fault; it was mine. I'm so stupid to let Deidara get to me. I clutched my hand in a fist.

"No, it is!" He snapped back. "If it weren't for me, you would be perfectly fine!" I looked down, unable to look into his eyes. He sighed again, then walked over to my bed and sat down beside me.

"I'm sorry. I just…. Have this feeling for you that I never had before. Like, protection or something." I looked up at him. I couldn't help but notice his piercing teal eyes, pulling me closer, and closer…..

Our lips met. I don't know how they did, but they sure found a way. His eyes faintly closed, but mine shot open. The first thing I wanted to do was pull back, but Pein put his arms around me in a grip I couldn't escape. Then, surprisingly, I started to kiss back. It was then when I realized how much has vanished from my mind. I wasn't thinking about Deidara. Wasn't thinking about escaping. Or anything I would be loosing if I left.

When we broke for air, he whispered, "I got it now." I looked up at him, and he mumbled, "I love you." He pulled me in a hug, and I hesitantly hugged back. I didn't love Pein. I mean… I can't. He broke apart from me, then put my face in his hands. "What is you name?" He asked, with a strange determination look. "Six." I whispered. He smiled.

"Now, lets look at those wounds, shall we?" He asked. Oh, I totally forgot I was in critical condition. He pulled my cloak off, and examined my arms. "A few bruises… But…. Oh god." He stared at the stab wound in my leg. I covered it with my hands. I didn't like him stressing over me. "No." He mumbled, pulling my hands off. "This is bad. I'll be right back." He got up, and left the room. I looked at my leg, and sent signals with my mind. Then, I watched as the wound closed up, leaving dried blood behind. I smiled.

And you can image that when Pein came back in, he was surprised. "Are you a medical nin?" He asked. I put my hand up and shacked it, signaling, "kinda". He shrugged, then walked back towards me. "So, I'm guessing you don't need my help anymore?" I shook my head, while grinning.

He placed his lips on mine again. It scared me, but I went along with it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me closer.

Maybe I do love Pein.