A/N: Alrighty, folks! Secrets are unravelled and Misa is captured...again.

Homeland

I had been whisked away to some strange, rocky country, where only a few trees survived. Deidara, whom Sarafu told me had the ability to create explosive sculptures, created a giant owl, and he flew off with me wrapped in its tail. When we landed on the solid rock, the owl's tail uncurled, causing me to fall flat on my face.

"Ow, what the heck?" I rubbed my aching nose. "What's your problem, bub? What the hell did you kidnap me for?"

"Were you not listening to me earlier?" The sandy haired Akatsuki membr glared at me vexingly. "I'm going to punish Tobi for trying to hide something from me!"

"What was he trying to hide from you?"

"You, obviously! Are you an idiot?!"

Yes.

'Hey!'

"Who the heck are you anyway?" I crossed my arms. "From that outfit, you're in Akatsuki. Aren't you supposed to be at a meeting right now?"

"It ended just a while ago," Deidara replied. "I sent Tobi on a little mission to keep him occupied while I mess with you."

"Who are you to give Tobi orders?"

"You hit your head or something? I'm his sempai, remember? He's just a newbie in our organization."

'Was this something I was supposed to know?'

Yeah. You were fighting Deidara when you fell off the cliff. Well, you weren't fighting Deidara, you were fighting Tobi.

"Why would I fight Tobi?" I exclaimed aloud.

Deidara looked at me oddly, but then he smiled. "Are you talking with Sarafu? Probably discussig your escape, I'd imagine. But there's no escaping from me!" He held up his hand, and I shuddered to fin that there was a mouth on it. The grotesque mouth spat out some sticky clay at me, which hurtled me back to one of the many elevated walls of rock, and covered my entire body, excluding my head, so that I couldn't move.

"I wonder how he'll react when I return you in pieces?" Deidara chuckled, hands in his pockets as he walked, almost skipped, by. "Or maybe I should just return your head, covered in your tears from the pain."

"Do you have a limb fetish or something?" I raised an eyebrow. "I'd prefer to remain as I am, thank you very much. I'd also appreciate it if you'd return me to my room. If Tobi founds that I disobeyed him and left the room, he won't be very pleased."

I blinked and found a kunai flying past my cheek and sinking itself into the rock behind me.

"I don't think you realize the situation you're in!" Deidara spat, his eyes gleaming viciously. "I hold your life in my hands! I may do with you as I please. If I want you to return late and in chunks, you'll return late and in chunks! Got it, brat?"

"How come you get to decide?" I protruded my lower lip. "What make you so special?"

Deidara let out a yell of frustration. "I am the one with the weapons, you are the one trapped to the wall! I can kill you anytime I want! I am the one in control here!"

"Who died and made you king?"

Deidara looked like he might rip my head off then and there.

Good job, Misa. Tick him off so that he ends up killing us.

"I just want to know why he's acting like he owns the world?" I thought aloud. "He pins me to a wall and then uses this as an excuse to say he's in charge? This is blasphemy. I didn't vote for him to be leader."

Deidara's fist made contact with my cheek, and before I could cough up the blood formed by my now busted lip Deidara grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled it forward. "Shut the fuck up!" He snarled into my ear. "I will seriously kill you if you don't shut up now! Whether you live or die matters not to me! All I care about is seeing you in pain and broken so that Tobi will realize how foolish it is to hold someone precious when you're a renegade ninja!"

He ended his speech by spitting on my face, which was really gross since I couldn't wipe it off. I tried nuzzling my head onto my shoulder, but that only smeared it. "That wasn't very nice!"

"When did I ever have the notion of being a nice person?" Deidara sighed. My idiotic musings were beginning to wear him out mentally.

"Well, if you won't be nice, then I will!" I snorted. "So, you say you want to break me. Well, I'm afraid that's quite impossible since I'm already broken."

"What do you mean?"

"I fell down a cliff and bonked my head!" I told him. "I have no recollection of the past before that point. To break me would be to make me mentally unstable, but I'm already a psychological mess anyway. I've only just now recognized Sarafu."

Deidara tapped his foot and rubbed his chin in thought. Had I just saved myself? Would he give up?

"Ah! I know! I see now," Deidara grinned mischeviously. "If I bring your memories back, that'll hurt Tobi. He likes the broken you more, because you don't remember what he did to you. Yes, if you remember, you'll hate him, and that'll crush him!"

"But how are you going to do that?" I questioned him. "I've been trying to remember this whole time, and even I can't seem to remember."

"Maybe...maybe if I show you to your family," Deidara mused. "Maybe after you see the state they're in, you'll remember." Deidara put his hand on the clay restraining me, and that freakish second mouth of his ate it. However, it spout out a monkey sculpture that latched itself onto my front, arms around my chest.

"Just a little leverage," Deidara explained. "You try to run away, and I'll detonate him. Just a warning. This ain't no exploding tag. That's my C-2 art. You won't be recognizeable after I detonate that."

I nodded. Now I had to tread carefully, or else he might accidentally blow me up in his rage. "Can I not ride the way I came. It's quite uncomfortable. I think you'll know I won't try to escape in the air with a monkey bomb attached to my chest."

Deidara gave a smirk and then helped me onto the giant owl sculpture. We flew all night long. Tired, and knowing Deidara wouldn't anything to me while I remained like this, I fell asleep, head nestling on the owl's wing joints.

I awoke when the surface beneath me gave a sudden jolt. I rolled off the back of the the owl and hit hard ground. I coughed as a disgusting grain came into my mouth. I opened my mouth to find myself in a desert.

Home, sweet home.

"Get up, it's time to go," Deidara ordered, looking down at me with contempt.

I scrambled up, dusting the sand out of my clothes. The mid-morning rays pouring over the dunes of sand, illuminating the beige walls of Suna. It was rather cold, since the heat had escaped the conductive sand last night. "You're not going to go in like that, are you?" I asked on Sarafu's behalf, since she seemed so stunned.

Deidara gave a haughty snort. "Of course not. Although, even if I revealed myself, no one would be able to do anything about it, not even Gaara, but I don't feel like going through the trouble. No, I'll be following you, don't worry. So don't even think of trying anything funny."

"Of course not," I sighed. I just lost my memories, not my sanity.

I'll show you the way. So don't worry about finding your way there.

'Thanks.'

I walked up to the large crack that ran through the walls of Suna, the only entrance. There were multiple gaurds stationed around the entrance. Some in high places, some on the ground. I found it amazing how high the barricade rose. Some of the guards gave a start when they noticed me.

"Ah! It's Misa!" one with a white turban wrapped around his head came up to me, all smiles. "You sure did take your time. What took you so long?"

Tell him that Naruto had left for a mission when we arrived at Konoha, so we had to go search for him.

"Umm..Naruto left for a mission when I arrived at Konoha, so I had to go searching for him."

"Where's the little guy you had with you?"

I couldn't ascertain as to the reason my heart hurt at this question, so I ignored it.

He was planning on leaving for the Grass Country. I was just to escort him part way. He won't be returning.

"He was planning on leaving for the Grass Country. I was just to escort him part way. He won't be returning."

"Ah, I see. Such a shame. You always looked so happy when you were with him. Com to think of it, you're only friends are Gaara and his family, right? I only ever see you speaking with them."

Actually, you were really only friends with Gaara. You hardly ever spoke with Kankurou, and Temari, although she was only looking after you, was strict with you. Now that's it's spoken aloud, Gaara and I truly are your ownly friends.

'And Tobi. Don't forget about him.'

"Shall I tell lord Kazekage of your return?"

"Ah, no. I'll speak with him myself," I replied automatically. Even I knew that notifying the Kazekage of my arrival with an Akatsuki member tailing me wasn't a good idea.

"Alright, then," the guard smiled as he stepped aside for me to pass. "See you around."

"Yeah, see ya," I smiled nervously at the stranger and walked in.

Suna didn't look like much of a desert city on the inside. Although everything was a haze of tan, the buildings were as, if more, majestic than the buildings I saw in the previous city where I awoke. Most buildings had domes and circular windows, making the place unlike any I had ever seen.

'It's rather...cool, actually. This is very unique architecture. I think I like this place.'

Even after amnesia, you still can't refuse your home town. You feel very comfortable and-

'at home. I feel as if...I've finally come home. Although I can't remember this place very much, no names and such, I still feel like I'm where I belong.'

Your homeland will call to you, no matter what happens. After all, you are still you, right?

I smiled. 'Right.'

Sarafu guided me through the busy streets of the desert town, and into the hospital doors. The inside was much different from the outside, excluding that everything was smooth. The place was white, instead of the idrty beige, and had a sterile look about it. I could even taste the chemicals in my mouth.

Left.

I turned down a corrridor, the occaisional nurse and patient passing me. It was rather empty, although the buzzing artifical lights gave you the need to hustle about.

Stop, it's this room.

I looked to my left to find a pale, brown door. The small slit of glass in the door did not provide much of a view inside, so I had no choice but to open the door. There were four beds, one of them empty. To my right lay a husky woman, his brown hair rough and curled about her face. Even in her sleep, she had a stern look about her. To my left, was a little girl, awake and wide-eyed. Her sandy colored her hair poofed about her. She probably hadn't seen a brush in a while. Farther back in the room was a sleeping teenage boy with sandy hair like his sister, just darker.

"Sis! You're back," the young girl exclaimed, ready to clamber out of bed. "I'll wake the others!"

"No! Don't!" I exclaimed in fright. I already felt awkward in front of this little girl, I didn't need the persceptive adults to stare curiously at me. "Let them rest."

"The girl returned obediently to her bed and smiled up at the girl with admiration. "The doctor said we were nearly healed! Mom said that since the injuries were so substantial, they had to let them naturally heal, or they wouldn't be back to their original state. But, its been about two weeks, and we can finally leave in three days, after a check-up! Aren't you excited? I am! I've been so sick of reading the same magazines five times over and watching lame shopping networks and foreign dramas. They aren't good in our language, so why would they be good in some other language? Hey, what's with that monkey on your chest? Is it some sort of pack? Do you have it on backwards? I've heard that's the latest fashion: wearing things backwards."

The little girl continued on, her mouth going a mile a minute, but I was only glad. With her yapping on like this, it required nothing but my stare. When I finally became agitated with her and realized that she wa never going to shut up, I stopped her and bid her farewell. I closed the door behind me silentl and sighed.

"No dice," I said into the open, though I wasn't sure if Deidara heard. I ws still a bit queasy. It was weird to pretend to be a total stranger's family.

I waited for a while, wondering what to do next, since Deidara didn't appear to be giving me any sign of another order yet. I decide to head back to the lobby. When I turned the corner, I accidentally bumped into a black figure. The collision caused the hood of his cloak to fall back and reveal his face. He looked almost exorably like a she, although I felt that I knew somewhere deep within me, I knew this person was a man. He looked back at me, his mouth open in shock.

Sai!

It came like a wave, crashing onto my brain mercilessly. Thousands of images flashed before my eyes. Pictures of the moon, of a young, blue-haired woman, of a silvery dragon. A red-haired boy, a black, serpentine man, a white-haired girl with demonic red eyes. The force of years upon my head caused a massive headache that brought me to my knees, clutching my head so tightly that I nearly ripped out my hair.

"These...are they...?" I spoke through clenched teeth, the pain making my words hoarse. "No..it's her memories."

Then it finally came to the memory of him. Of his lecherous eyes scouring my body, slowing moving down my chest.

"Aaaaarrrgghh!" Tears were filling my eyes, my head felt like it was about to explode.

I felt my vision go black, and a ringing in my ears. If only the pain would stop. The tears trickled down the isde of nose as I curle into a ball. "Gaa...ra," I moaned pitesously.