The blankets on the bed were crumpled and empty. Deidara ran a hand through his damp hair and cursed again. "How the hell did she disappear?" He groaned and knelt down to look under the bed. Not finding her there, he threw open the closet door which revealed a mass of clothes, but no Kasai. Storming out of the room he tore down corridor after corridor, tearing open all doors he encountered. He skidded to a stop at the end of the hall and groaned. "Where the hell are you Kasai?!" Spinning to the left he spotted the giant doors slightly cracked open. A grin slid across his face, "Found you." The door groaned quietly as he pushed it open with his shoulder. Deidara was greeted by a long silence when he entered the cavern. He glanced around smirking, "Come out, come out wherever you are..." His footsteps echoed hollowly in the cavern as he searched for Kasai. "Why in hell would you come hide here anyway, Kasai." Absentmindedly he rubbed his left eye, wishing he had thought to bring his scope with him. He paced through the cavern, looking into each and every crevice he came to.
"Gotcha." He spotted Kasai's form slumped against the wall in a far corner. He smirked and closed in on her. "Why are you hiding, hm?" Standing over her, he stared down, "Kasai?" She didn't move, her head leaned back against the wall and her face hidden by the darkness. He knelt in front of her, "Kasai?" His eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness of the cavern and he could make out the outline of her face. Gently shaking her shoulder, he scrutinized her face in confusion. "Of course you're not conscious... It only makes sense, yeah." He pulled her towards him by her shoulders and picked her up in his arms. "No more disappearing acts, yeah." Kicking the door shut behind him he carried her back to his room. He laid her down on the bed and made certain to lock his door before he turned his back on her to find his hair tie.
Meanwhile Kisame and Sasori were having better luck in what they were trying to do. The blood trail led them through a maze of twisting corridors and seemingly random turns. The further they went along, the fresher the blood became. Walls were scorched black at various intervals and there were several rough gouges were dug deep into the walls. Kisame's grip on his sword tightened as sounds drifted through the hallway towards them. "They're just ahead." He took off with Sasori by his side. Itachi came into view, a long katana in one hand and the collar of one of Orochimaru's clones in the other. He drove the sword through the clones back and shoved him away. The clone's body vanished before it hit the floor, then Itachi turned to face Kisame and Sasori. "What took you so long? You found Kasai over an hour ago." Kisame scratched the back of his head and glanced down sheepishly, "We thought you we chasing Sasuke."
Itachi raised an eyebrow, "It was clearly a clone." Sasori rolled his eyes, "Not everyone has Sharingan." Itachi grunted and wiped the blood off of his katana, "Orochimaru hasn't left the base yet. He has been sending the clones to stop you guys from taking Kasai. We only have a few more minutes before he knows that we have Kasai and are going after him." Sasori and Kisame nodded, "let's go get the bastard then." A wry half smile barely flickered on the Uchiha's lips, expressing his extremely reluctant gratitude for his loud mouthed partner.
I woke up, again on the same steel table as before. The ceiling was a blank white, broken only by rows of lights. A figure stood at the end of the table, watching me. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't focus on it, a haze surrounded the figure, obscuring all details. The figure moved from where it stood and walked towards where my head lay on the table. I struggled to sit up but a hand pinned me to the table. He, I assumed, said something that I couldn't make out through the cotton in my ears. The room started spinning and my vision blurred. "Who are you?" My own voice sounded slurred. I heard a laugh then there was a pressure on my forehead. It vanished and the world proceeded to go dark.
Deidara placed a hand on Kasai's forehead checking for a fever. He pulled his hand back and ran it through his hair again. "No fever…" Her eyes rolled back before sliding shut. "What in hell is wrong with you, hm?!" He moved to the end of the bed and flopped onto his back staring up at the ceiling. Turning his head to look at her, he yawned, "Don't you dare pull any of that crap again, yeah." With one arm over his face and his feet dangling off the edge of the side of the bed, he fell asleep.
-A dull chapter today, but a chapter nonetheless. Thanks for reading & reviewing!-