When I woke up, Deidara was sitting up, a bit of clay in his hands. He was playing with it; it didn't seem like he was using it to make anything in particular, just looking at it quietly and molding it with his hands. Hidan was still behind me, holding me, snoring quietly into my ear.

After a few minutes, he noticed that I was awake and glanced at me. "Morning,"

"Goodmorning."

He looked back down at his clay, continuing on before seemingly growing bored and tucking it away. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes. I ran a few fingers over his leg, eyeing his small, flaccid penis, and the two small, taut balls beneath it. There was a small mound of fawn curls above his cock, but the rest of him seemed entirely hairless. I scooted closer to him, laying my head at his hip, breathing in his faint, almost feminine scent. Hidan shifted in his sleep, wrapping his arms around my own hips, my ass nestled under his chin, his forehead against my back.

Deidara ran his fingers through my hair quietly. "I like it when Hidan's asleep," he breathed. "I can enjoy his company without him being so… Loud. Don't get me wrong- I do enjoy it when the idiot's awake, too, but…"

"Mmm," I said, conveying my understanding but not knowing any words to say. I leaned forward and gave his cock a soft kiss.

"It's not going to get hard again," he said quietly. "But you can do what you'd like."

"I don't mind," I whispered, then urged him closer so I could reach without pulling away from Hidan. I kissed his soft cock, running my tongue along it, humming into it. Ever silent, he played with my hair in peace.

I gently took his other hand and held it, lacing our fingers together. "I haven't been with a girl in ages," he admitted quietly. "Been on too many missions. I've barely been around Hidan even, and he's the only one here I'll sleep with."

"Mmm," I cooed.

"Pein- the man in charge- said that we'd have a break after we caught you. For the moment, it seems like there's not much work to be done."

"Mmm."

"What's your name?" Deidara asked. "No one could find it. If Itachi knows, he hasn't said it."

I kissed the tip of his cock gently. "It doesn't matter," I said quietly. "No one calls me by that name. Not since the Tragedy."

"You must hate Itachi for what he did," Deidara said.

"I used to."

"Not anymore?"

I sighed, then pulled away; I wriggled out of Hidan's grasp to sit next to Deidara. "Hate does nothing. Not anything useful. I learned that a long, long time ago."

I remembered, for the first time in a long time, the day that Sasuke had left.

"If you walk down this path," I had said, standing next to Sakura, whom he had laid on the bench beside him. "You will not return an Uchiha. The last Uchiha dies the moment you leave this village."

Sasuke had paused, not bothering to face me as he went. "You're an Uchiha."

I'd looked down. "In name. In blood. In little else."

A silent, heavy pause. "Think that, if you must. It isn't true."

He had left. What little that remained of the girl I once was had died as I'd seen his foot fall outside of the gate.

"In name," I'd repeated to no one but myself. "In blood. In nothing else."

And, then, the day I caught up to him; I left with Kakashi and he had grabbed an unconscious Naruto, but I had followed Sasuke.

It would do little good to defeat him and drag him back to the Leaf Village. He would just keep trying to leave, and one day, he would succeed.

"Don't go this path, Sasuke," I'd said. Wounded- drained- he'd looked back at me finally. A boy I'd bonded with since the day after the Tragedy, a boy I'd been on several missions with once he'd become a genin, though most of them had happened after the Third Hokage's death.

A boy who was like a brother to me in every way that mattered. Not in title, not in blood- but in everything else.

"It's already too late," he had said, and as he did, I had known it to be true.

And yet, I had spoken on. "Don't let him do this to you," I said quietly.

"I'm not afraid of Orochimaru-"

"Don't let Itachi make you like him," I'd said. Sasuke had looked away then. "Don't let the hatred kill the you I knew."

"It already has," Sasuke had said, and it broke my heart.

"Then there is nothing you could do to have truly defeated Itachi then turn back," I said. "I won't let you die- the you I know, the you I love. Without that you, there is no point in Itachi dying. None at all."

"I'm not like him," Sasuke had said.

"You will be. If you go- you will be."

Sasuke looked back at me. "Naruto's alive, isn't he? If I was like Itachi, he wouldn't be."

He'd walked off, and I had let him, praying for it to be true.

"What are you thinking about?" Deidara asked quietly.

"Sasuke. Itachi."

"Ah."

"Why did you hate me?"

Deidara sighed. "Itachi. Your eyes."

"What changed?"

"The way you looked at me."

"Ah." I closed my eyes and leaned on his shoulder; he gently wrapped his arm around me, rubbing his thumb into my skin.

"Do all Uchihas bear such an unsettling resemblance?"

"All Uchihas alive today."

"I see." He frowned. "I hope you're not closely related to Itachi,"

"No," I said. "Not at all."

"Good."

My parents had been talking with his about arranged marriage when it happened. Then, before I could meet him- after an agreement had been reached but courting had not begun- it happened.

For the first time, in surrealness and something resembling horror, I wondered what would have happened if the Tragedy had not.

I'd been eleven when it happened. I remembered the Uchiha clan, but not very clearly. I'd been in the Academy for years, spending most of my time in school or training. I knew I'd had friends in the clan; I knew I'd loved the clan; I could not remember any of it with any real clarity.

"One thing I wonder a lot about," I said softly. "Is why he left us alive, me and Sasuke. I'm almost afraid to ask now that I have the chance."

"Strange," Deidara said.

"Yeah."

"Did you know him?"

I laughed softly. "Everyone knew Itachi. I wonder if Itachi knew me."

"I see."

I had nearly drifted off to sleep on Deidara's shoulder when Hidan woke with a start, yawning loudly. I blinked, looking over at him. He sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"I'm horny," he said.

"You're always horny," Deidara replied.

"Two sluts, and neither had the forethought to blow me. Tragic, truly," Hidan sat next to me and yawned again.

"She blew me," Deidara said. "Guess she prefers my cock."

Hidan snorted derisively. "Can't imagine why."

I moved my head to Hidan's shoulder and he turned to stick his tongue out at Deidara, who rolled his eyes in return. "Hidan?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"You're annoying."

Deidara laughed heartily as Hidan sputtered and scoffed.

"Someone's not gonna cum today," he muttered.

"I have a hand, you know. I don't need you to cum."

"Hmph," Hidan complained, but he didn't seem truly offended. "I'll sic Kisame on your cunt again."

"Yeah, I don't think so," I muttered. "That fucking sucked."

"Sorry," Deidara breathed quietly, a bit of guilt in his voice. I smiled at him.

"Well, it is all your fault, so," Hidan said. Deidara glared at him.

"Play nice, boys. Water under the bridge."

"Yeah," Deidara said. "At least I didn't shuck her out of the playroom in subspace to stare at a door for hours."

"Hey-" Hidan said, sounding actually a bit stirred up by that.

"Play nice."

"Hmph," they both said, looking away.

I sighed and sat up, leading Deidara forward, urging him to lie on his back. I spat on my hand and fumbled around with my clit for a moment, then gently coaxed his soft cock inside of my pussy. He breathed in, eyes closing.

I spat on my hand again, wetting my other entrance, and beckoned Hidan closer.

"Mmm, fine," Hidan said, grinning. "We'll play nice."

He pushed himself inside my ass, the act slightly more difficult than it had been the evening before, but still with relative ease. I moaned as Hidan fucked me with vigor, rolling my hips against Deidara's. I lay my head on Deidara's shoulder, wrapping my arms around him; Hidan stayed a bit removed, hands caressing my back and slapping my eyes.

"Makeout," Hidan commanded without flourish. Deidara's head turned towards mine and we kissed.

It was sloppy and deep, our tongues dancing with one another, our lips often parted enough for Hidan to watch. We rolled saliva back and forth between each other's mouths like Hidan and I had with his cum. It was passionate and fiery, intimate and sweet. His breath smelled like he'd just eaten dessert; it tasted faintly like sugar and spice.

Only Hidan came, but it was pleasant nonetheless. When he was done, he lay over me and melded his mouth with ours.

Eventually, the position made my neck ache and I urged Hidan off of me, rolling over onto my back alone. Hidan lay on Deidara's chest, toying absentmindedly with one of his nipples.

"Fuck," Hidan said, grinning. "A guy could get used to this."

I flushed as Hidan's seed rolled around inside of me, but did not emerge. My hips squirmed of their own accord.

"I think he likes it, too," Deidara said quietly.

"Get your mouth down there," Hidan said. "No sense letting it go to waste- I wanna see it in your mouths,"

I flushed and shook my head. "Dirty," I whispered. Hidan chuckled.

"Pity," he said. "You'll have to blow me in a bit, then, get some more for you two to share."

I flushed deeper and nodded, then took Deidara's hand and buried my face in it.

There was a mouth there, apparently. Strange. I kissed it gently, and he let out a breath of a laugh; the mouth licked me playfully, and I giggled.

"Now, those things work some fucking magic during sex," Hidan said.

"You should see their art," Deidara said.

"When he says 'art', he means he blows shit up," Hidan said. Deidara let out a warning grumble and Hidan grew silent. I kissed the hand mouth experimentally, and it kissed me back.

"You didn't cum, did you?" Deidara asked.

"Mm-mm,"

"Here," he said, turning towards me; Hidan rolled over and began to kiss and knead and nip at my breasts as Deidara's other hand found my cunt, putting the other hand mouth to work. I shuddered.

It did not take me long to cum, though it was less mind-blowing than it usually was; I'd cum quite a lot the past few days. However, it seemed to be a bit less draining, as well, because it was not too intense when the mouth continued; in fact, I liked it quite a bit. Hidan's free hand found my ass and began to grope and slap it.

A knock sounded at the door; Deidara beckoned them in.

"Oh," Itachi's voice said. "You're busy."

"Heh," Kisame's voice chuckled. "She's getting warmed up to the group, I see."

"Come fuck her ass, Itachi," Hidan muttered into my breast. "Kisame, you can have mine."

The two men walked inside, closing the door behind them. The sound of clothes being removed followed. Then, Kisame clambered onto the bed, kneeling beside me and Deidara's legs, shifting Hidan between us. Itachi was behind me, and then, he was pulling me on top of him; in a moment, he was buried inside of me, just like Hidan had been minutes before. Hidan's face and hands found my breasts again; Deidara's hands had never left my mouth and cunt, but he shifted closer, too, then began to move my hips, fucking Itachi's cock with my body. Hidan grunted, eyes rolling back, as Kisame pushed his way inside, then began to drill him wholeheartedly.

A girl could get used to this.

I moaned and groaned into the mouth locked with mine, quickly growing limp atop of Itachi's hard body. Hidan shifted until his cock was at the entrance of my cunt; Deidara's hand moved to my clit, suckling and gently nipping at it. Hidan pushed inside and I whimpered and shivered, moaning a delighted "Oh, fuck yeah," into the mouth. Hidan's thrust were dictated by Kisame; my hips were moved by Hidan's. Itachi's hands joined Hidan's at my breasts; Hidan's mouth found Deidara's; Itachi's lips found my ear.

"Ohhhh," I moaned; soon, I did not have the wherewithal to kiss. Deidara's hand mouth trailed to my neck, kissing and suckling and biting. "Oh, yeah,"

It continued like that for a long while until another knock sounded, the door opening to reveal Kakuzu.

"Kisame, move," he said. Kisame sighed and pulled up.

Then, we were all moving. Kisame stood at the end of the bed, Itachi kneeling in front of him. Deidara replaced Hidan in my cunt; Hidan fucked Deidara's ass while Kakuzu fucked his own. Only Kakuzu and Kisame had the power to thrust, back and forth, shaking and bouncing the line of holes and cocks between them.

"This is no fair to our new friend," Hidan grunted out. "She's got the two smallest cocks, and one of them couldn't get hard if you stuck a sounding device up it."

"She's still recovering," Itachi muttered.

"Trust me- I'm wonderful," I cooed, leaning into Itachi, clinging to Deidara.

"Your pussy is perfect," Deidara moaned.

Hidan came again. Itachi came. Kisame came. Kakuzu came. One by one, they all inched backwards; me and Deidara collapsed on the bed together. Hidan sat near the pillow; Kakuzu, seemingly sated, walked off. Kisame yawned and stretched; Itachi sat at the head of the bed almost two feet away from Hidan.

"So," Hidan said. "Deidara's made nice with her, but she's afraid of Kakuzu."

"What did he do?" Itachi asked, his voice relatively calm but rather dark.

"Scared her. Prick."

"He didn't do anything to her, though, did he?"

"No."

"Hidan sent her out into the hallway alone," Deidara muttered. "She stood in front of your door for hours, hugging herself, not moving."

Kisame cursed. Itachi looked down at the bed, eyes narrowing. "I'm gonna kick his ass," Kisame muttered.

"At least she's still here," Hidan said quietly.

Kisame slapped my ass, but it was gentle- almost affectionate. "You changed your mind about killing us?"

"I'm warming up to you," I admitted softly. "Doesn't mean I'm not going to get the fuck out of here."

"You could have, probably," Kisame said.

"Luckily, she was in subspace." Deidara said.

"Not luckily," Hidan said. "You remember how she was last night."

"She's sleeping with us from now on," Itachi said quietly.

"We've got her," Deidara said defensively, glaring.

"Apparently not."

"Hey, I had nothing to do with what happened. I left her safely with Hidan."

"Hey, fuck you, man-" Hidan started.

"Enough," Itachi said, his voice low and commanding. The bickering ended.

"It's our turn, anyway," Kisame said. "She was supposed to be mine."

"Not my fault she likes us better," Hidan said.

"Right- it's Deidara's. Made me act all mean to her," Kisame slapped my ass again. "Gotta make it up to her."

"Why are you in the Akatsuki?" I asked suddenly. "All of you."

A silence settled.

"Let's not talk about that right now," Itachi said after a moment.

"Hmph," Deidara grunted. I looked up at his angered face quietly, pensively, but he was glaring at Itachi, who looked calmly back at him.

His eyes.

"I'm horny again," Hidan announced.

"You're a fucking slut," Kisame said.

"Hell yeah," Hidan said.

I looked at him with curiosity. "You wanna get pegged?"

His eyes turned truly fanatic. "Absolutely."

I flushed, smiling. "Mmm…"

Hidan was on his feet in a minute, his hand on my wrist; he all but dragged me off the bed and towards the sex room. Deidara was up in a minute. "No way you two are allowed to be alone together after last night. Not even Kakuzu's reliable."

"Whatever," Hidan said. "You could have just said you want to watch."

"I wanna watch," Deidara said. "But you're not allowed to be alone with her."

"Whatever."