Kimmy could not for the life of her sleep peacefully that night. She had stayed at the edge of Deidara's bed leaning against the wall wanting to yet not wanting to go to sleep.

She had already tried to leave the room when she had disbelievingly watch Deidara go to sleep. She thought he was so full of himself to think she wouldn't try to escape while he slept.

Her eyebrow twitched. That smart ass bastard. She didn't know how he did it. The door wouldn't budge when she had tried to open it. The door wasn't even locked for crying out loud! She had triple checked the doorknob and the lock showed it wasn't locked. She was able to turn the knob but the freaking door wouldn't move an inch!

She even had the wild idea of taking him hostage in his sleep but ruled that out before the thought could take fruition and blossom. She came close though, really, she did.

Logic won out.

If he could sleep so easily around her it's not because he was stupid or that he trusted her. No, it's because he still had the upper hand Kimmy now understood. And, you know, overpower her. If he was able to keep the door from opening without her noticing how he did it she could only imagine what would happen if she tried strangling him in his sleep. She could succeed too knowing the human body and its weaknesses like the back of her hand. She only had two problems with that though. One, he saved her from a definite rape. (Which he'll most likely hold over her head she was sure of it) And two, which she felt was a bigger reason, he'd wake up before she could finish and let's just say she's regret it in the end. Maybe snap his neck but she had a feeling he was a light sleeper.

She couldn't do anything basically.

That's what really annoyed the hell outta Kimmy. It was rare for her when she couldn't get herself out of a tough situation. She was having too many of those in one day, including now.

She couldn't go to sleep fearing him or an unwelcome visitor could take advantage of her. She desperately wanted a distraction but she wouldn't use her phone. She was trying to conserve as much battery life as she could.

If only Kimmy knew her phone wouldn't be of any use to her...

Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning did Kimmy finally doze off from exhaustion of the days' hectic events.

Beeeeeep! Beeeeeep!

The brunette stumbled out of the bed all the while clutching at her chest. She practically had a mini heart attack from the loud noise and disruption of much needed rest.

Beeeeeep! Beeeeeep!

Kimmy could feel her phone vibrating in her pocket, no doubt the alarm going off. How could I have forgotten?! I didn't want anyone to find out! She quickly pulled her phone out to turn it off.

Beeee- click!

Silence filled the room.

Of all ringtones to choose from Kimmy had thought it was a good idea to put the alarm ringtone since it was the loudest and would wake her up for sure to get to work. Sometimes it worked a little too well.

She closed her eyes, breath shaky, fingers going through her hair.

Only, those weren't her fingers.

The young woman snapped her eyes open and scooted away as quick as she could. When she finally looked up she saw Deidara lying casually against the wall on his bed where she had previously been observing her iPhone in his hand.

When did he-?!

Kimmy watched him uneasily as she felt another part of her hope go down the drain.

He swiped his finger across the screen but couldn't go any further than that. She was grateful she had a pass code. Her unease returned though when he hid her phone in his cloak now shifting his gaze towards her. He was smirking she noted.

"Sleep well, un?"

She knew if she attacked him she would most likely die. But was death really such a bad option though? ...Yes actually it was. It shouldn't even be a question.

"Just disappear and let me sleep. I only slept an hour," waving a hand in his direction she curled up on the floor and knocked out.

Interesting... She didn't put up a fight against herself this time and slept. Females can be so complicated...

Deidara watched her as she slept. He couldn't help but grin at all the possibilities he could do at the moment. Her actions were very questionable.

His grin widened. An opportunity like this didn't always present itself often. He was going to make great use of it.

Kimmy felt herself fall into a dreamlike state. She knew it had to be a dream because her grandfather was standing right in front of her. The same one that had died some years ago. She noticed a pre-teen version of herself run into his outstretched arms spouting nonsense that begged for attention from the sweet old man.

She stared at the scene feeling particularly nostalgic. Kimmy crossed her arms over her chest smiling softly in the dream. Her younger self was full of energy as she ran to an unknown location beckoning her grandfather to follow.

She watched as they disappeared from view.

Usually her dreams would end after that. For some reason or another though her dream continued, taking her to another place. She watched with curiosity at seeing her sixteen year old self with her group of high school friends.

They were all arguing about something. She rolled her eyes at that. Teenage drama. Who wants to deal with that again?

For some reason though, her dream seemed to focus more on the scene, bringing her closer to the group and clarifying what was being said.

She seemed to understand after listening a bit. They were arguing about an English assignment. Her group was doing a project on Japan and its culture and one of them wanted to include manga in the project.

"You have got to be kidding me..." Kimmy mumbled to herself thinking of the irony in this. Even then her younger self fought against the topic vehemently.

The group of friends were divided in half, one group wanting to include manga and the other unwilling.

They stated manga was a huge deal going on in Japan right now basically turning it into a part of the culture.

"Even if we did agree on it just what exactly did you have in mind?"

"Easy, we'd include the most popular manga that's gained recognition around the world!"

"Which would be..?"

"Naruto Shippuden! We would have chosen Dragon Ball Z but there's been a lot of hype going on for Naruto lately."

Kimmy stared at the young teens vaguely remembering the memory now.

A strange thing to dream of at the moment.

She remembered her group relented if only to end the dispute and start on the project. One of the reasons was because they had pushed the project to the side and procrastinated until the project was due only three days from that point. It was worth almost half their grade.

A very good reason to simply agree and get it over with. Her teacher at that time loved calling on random members of the group to answer certain questions just so that way everyone would be forced to study an equal amount of knowledge for their project.

That alone was the only reason why Kimmy Sanchez had surfed the Internet, going through different pages to study the character Naruto and the basics on why it was so popular. After project day she threw all of that out of her mind.

To her it wasn't important to remember so she filed it away as 'Unimportant' in her brain.

Once again, her dream took her to a new location. She stared at the beach that was conjured by her mind. She decided to sit on the sand and watch the waves feeling tranquil in her dream. She remembered how she loved to visit the beach as often as she could when she was younger.

If only life could be this relaxing...

Sooner than Kimmy would have liked, she felt her mind was forcefully pulled out of the dream-like state she was in.

Her eyes snapped open being greeted by orange. A very bright orange mask with a hole.

It was too close for comfort.

"What the f-?!"

It was a person wearing the mask, she noted. And the person, now realizing, was also carrying her in his arms running at a very fast pace. She stared wide eyed at him before her eyes darted frantically one way to another.

"Ohhh, Pretty Chan is awake! Tobi saved Pretty Chan from Deidara Senpai because Tobi's a good boy!" The masked male enthusiastically stated.

At that moment Kimmy stared up at the masked male with renewed hope in her eyes. He wasn't wearing the weird cloaks like everyone else.

Was he saving her from her kidnappers? How did he know where to find her? Who cares? She may actually make it out alive and go home!

"Tobi!" The familiar blondes' voice yelled out.

Loud explosions went off.

And all hell broke loose.

Kimmy gripped onto the masked man as a bomb exploded behind them making her and Tobi soar into the air.

She squeezed her eyes shut but didn't make a sound.

And then... Silence

Kimmy dared to crack her eyes open and immediately regretted it.

She should have been scared by the fact that she was frozen in midair but no. The person standing only a mere foot away from her had her numb shocked.

He had so many piercings on his face and his eyes... They had rings around the irises and were the shade of lavender.

Kimmy had encountered all different types of people with different appearances. Some were scary looking.

But this man... His eyes were so cold. Those same eyes felt like they were penetrating her as he stared deep into her eyes. She was sure her very being was being filled with frost just staring into them.

"Konan,"

If she were able to pull her eyes away from his she would have noticed the other woman that was standing beside the man.

"Hai, I know."

Kimmy blinked noticing small sheets of paper, dozens of them, fly around her, pulling her out of Tobi's grasp who had become silent throughout the whole ordeal.

She watched as the orange haired man walk away while she was taken by the strange woman known as Konan.

But why am I not reacting to anything..? She felt nothing.

While she was calculating her surroundings her brain started to multitask trying to pull a solution why her reaction was so, so, bland.

Her brain turned to the professional side of her to pull out the answer. It also helped to keep her mind away from any other thoughts that may cause her to, ahem, faint.

She felt numb, overwhelmed...

She was going through emotional shock and most likely trauma. Okay, so, what causes it?

It usually involves a threat to life or safety. The situation she was in left her feeling overwhelmed and alone. And that can be traumatic, even if it doesn't involve physical harm but she did fear for her very life so check.

It's not the objective facts that determined for her whether her situation is traumatic, but her subjective emotional experience of it. The more frightened and helpless she felt, the more likely she would become traumatized.

The more logical side of her was listing each event that could have been making her feel this way.

Getting kidnapped

She didn't know where she was at.

Almost getting raped by crazy silver haired psycho Hidan.

Her life was threatened by Kakuzu.

The man who had just stabbed holes into her very soul with his eyes and the intense radiation of power emitting from him was very scary.

Most of all she felt powerless in her situation.

And let's not forget she is floating in midair at the moment!

My body is going into shock from the impossible turning possible! Anymore of this and I just might faint...

Two lefts, down a long corridor, and one right turn later Kimmy found she was floating through an open door right behind the woman before it closed on its own.

The papers dispelled letting Kimmy to finally stand on her own.

She was alone with a woman whom she didn't know.

Konan stretched her hand out to her. Without thinking she took a step back weary of the other woman before her. She also had the cloak on. Subconsciously she had labeled anyone with those cloaks on as dangerous.

She watched as Konan retracted her hand sighing in the process.

"So you don't remember me it seems."

Kimmy blinked.

Wait, what?

"I'm sure I would remember someone with blue hair like yours," she chose her words carefully feeling uncertain about her.

"Hanzō must have blocked your memories that time. Please, refrain from struggling Suki San, I only wish to see what damage he has done to your mind." Konan took another step closer while Kimmy again retracted even further. "You have me mistaken for someone else. My name is Kimmy Sanchez, not this Suki person you're talking about. I don't even know of any Hanzō guy either."

She took another step back to bump into someone. Kimmy turned her head to see another woman who looked exactly like Konan.

Twins?! But when did she get here?! I thought it was just us two! Kimmy took a running step in a different direction but was held in place by the woman behind her.

"I'm sorry it has to be like this but I must know what he has done to you." She turned her head back to Konan. Kimmy stayed as still as could be watching Konan walk closer to her. She bit her lower lip allowing her shoulders to relax.

Konan extended her hand once more to close in on Kimmy's head.

With not a moment to lose Kimmy dropped to the floor slamming her elbow on the Twins' pressure point of her foot hearing the woman gasp and a funny popping sound. Feeling her hands were free she sprang in a different direction. She looked back for only a second but couldn't believe her eyes.

"Wh-What?!"

There were swirling pieces of paper and only one Konan, but, where did the other twin go?

Whether it was because she was distracted or not the floating pieces of papers had wrapped themselves around her body lifting her off of the ground.

"Ehh?!"

She stared at the papers around her incredulously.

Konan stepped toward the frantic young woman. She watched as her eyes darted from the papers back to her with fear showing in her eyes.

"What are you..!? A-A Satanist or something?!"

Konan stared at her before replying calmly. "No, this is my jutsu. As I've told you before; I am not going to harm you."

And again, Konan stepped toward Kimmy extending her hand in a way to show she wouldn't harm her as she went to lay her hand on top of Kimmy's head.

...Only to witness her faint

Konan stared at her in wonder.

"Suki San..."

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Six

What to do oh what to do? Time was passing by and yet, it never felt less important than it did now.

Five

Why were people so mean to those that just wanted to help? Kimmy never could understand that part of life.

Four

Someone was calling out to her. Not yet, not yet. The darkness felt so comforting.

Three

Wasn't she supposed to be doing something? There was that nagging thought in her head again that wouldn't leave her alone.

Two

Maybe she'll just let Derek take care of it...

One

... She just wanted to live... Was that so wrong?

Zero

Don't kill me... Don't hate me... Please Yahiko...