Chapter 11: The City of Rooftops and Love Songs

"Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs."

― Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy

Hinata stared wide-eyed at the top of the ceiling, muttering a small prayer while clutching the thick covers tighter than she ever has. She was perspiring heavy and shaking, which caused her skin to become somewhat clamy. Her eyes were burning with hot tears, not from a certain male though, but from exhaustion and fear. Fear from what you ask? Fear of flying.

She was currently lying on one of the comfortable seats on the jet, taking up a whole bench my herself. She averted her eyes a little towards the big jet window in front of her and quickly closed her eyes again, muttering yet another prayer. Oh God, why did France have to be so far? Before she had so much fearlessness; where had that all gone?

The bluette decided to try one more time to open her eyes, and opened only one lavender orb to see hazel eyes staring down at her with mock and amusement.

"Still feeling that confidence plunging through your veins?", he asked mockingly as he stared down his nose at the girl.

Hinata quickly sat up, which only caused her head to hurt even worse and her sickness to increase. Y-Yes! I-I do!" She suddenly clenched her mouth before grabbing her barf bag and letting out her stomach.

The redhead drew back, disgusted, and looked back at her sickly face again.

"What I don't seem to understand is why you have a fear of planes when your father is the Hiashi Hyuuga. Did you not travel out of the country a few times during your childhood?"

Her mind then thought of her father, quiet and stern, but gentle and caring towards her late mother. A sudden feeling of sadness hit her then. In this time of need, Hinata should have ran into her father's arms and cried to her hearts content, but was afraid of being weak around him. Hadn't he been the one to name Neji the new Heir? So did he think of her as weak also? She gripped her forehead and looked at Sasori from her laying position.

"I-I only went out of the country once, and that was when I was about three. I don't r-remember the ride there." She then thought of another time she went out of country. "I also w-went out of country during m-my senior trip in high school."

"So you didn't feel sick on that plane, huh?"

Hinata shook her head. There was a reason why she wasn't sick, Sasuke was there to hold her hand. That was the best trip of her life, but now it was a corrupted memory of how she got trapped in this marriage.

The redhead glanced at her before taking a gulp of his drink. "Maybe jets are too small and fast for you. Konan hates jets 'cause she's claustrophobic." He stopped and shook his now empty can, displeased that it was gone. "Maybe it's the altitude."

The bluette sighed and threw her blanket over her head. "Y-Yeah, maybe its the a-altitude.", she finished, not feeling up to talking to the redhead anymore.

Sasori groaned before setting down his book and pressing a button on his armrest. A voice soon bellowed out of the intercom at the front of the jet.

"What is it now, Sasori?"

The redhead took off his glasses and peeked into his now empty coke can before shooting it in the waste basket across from him.

"Do we have anymore cokes, Temari?" A growl was heard over the intercom before the curtains of the pilot were opened by the said woman. Sasori smirked as she went to the mini kitchen and looked through the fridge. Without hesitation, the can was thrown in his direction with the intention to knock his brains out.

"I'm not your freaking maid! If you want a coke, get off your lazy ass and get it yourself!", Temari bellowed, an angry frown on her face as she glared at the smirking Sasor.

Hinata groaned at the sound of the can hitting the window and decided to sit up.

Temari noticed the groaning girl." Sorry about that, Hyuuga-san. You should lay back down. You've been up sick for hours now. Surely you want to get some rest before we land in the next two hours."

Hinata smiled a little at her. " Please, call me Hinata. Just Hinata."

Temari smirked at her before throwing one of the cushiony pillows at her and walking back to the pilot station.

The bluette cautiously turned towards the window. The sandy-blonde hadn't been lying when she said that they would land in the next two hours or so. The sky was a purplish-bright blue color that reminded her of the beach in the morning.

She couldn't believe what was happening. She was going to France to stop her husband from doing something unforgivable to Deidara. She would be lying if she said that she wasn't a little scared; she didn't know what she was jumping into. There's no turning back now..

"One hour 'till landing. Buckle up." Kankuro's voice seemed to sooth her a bit, but not completely. Sasori simply clicked his belt together and looked back at her before patting the seat next to him.

Hinata gripped her blanket and shakily stumbled towards the empty seat next to him. She heard him grunt a little.

"Put on your seat belt girl.", is what he muttered as he looked out the window at the now bright, blue sky.

Hinata nervously nodded before pulling the contraption around her waist, only to soon struggle with buckling it. After a minute or so of watching the girl, the redhead sighed in irritation and pushed her hands away before snapping the seat belt, earning himself a blush from the girl.

After a while, he spoke.

"So...do you have a plan by chance?"

Hinata almost squealed with panic. He didn't have a plan?!"I-I-I thought that you had a plan!"

He 'tched' and looked away. "I usually just jump into things. It's a bad habit of mine that I can't seem to break."

The girl buried her head in the blanket and screamed.

Sasori glared at her a little and pulled her back up by her tangled, indigo hair. "Don't act like you had something planned either. You're no better than me." She winched a little at his light tug and sighed with relief when he let her thick hair go. A moment of silence passed between them with Hinata staring at his emotionless face as he closed his eyes.

She prayed that he thought of something, anything. Feeling like there was nothing else she could do, the bluette closed her eyes and started to think of something despite her drowsy state. She had never been to France before, but judging by how Sasuke owned such a underground business, she suspected that he knew every street corner and alley way there; was there any alley ways in France? Which part of France were they heading to anyway? An important thought then popped into her sleepy head.

"S-Sasori-san, don't we n-need passports in o-order to travel out of the c-country?"

He peered at her from the corner of his eyes, apparent annoyance on his flawless face.

"Does Superman need a passport to travel?"

Hinata unknowingly started to gnaw at her bottom lip. "N-No, but-!"

"Point proved." Hinata pouted and fell back against the seat.

She jumped when the intercom came back on. "We're about to land." She gripped the seat and unknowingly Sasori's hand. He looked at her, slightly annoyed, before intertwining their fingers together.

"Don't faint on me now, Hyuuga."

Ino's eyes fluttered before opening, the sunlight from her curtain hurting her blue orbs. She gingerly sat up and stretched her limbs before throwing the covers off her and jumping on her feet, refreshed and ready for anything today. She had figured that now that the hormonal teen had rested that she would be able to discuss a few things with her; particularly about the divorce court that had been bumped up to two weeks.

Ino had seen the tired look in Hinata's eyes yesterday; she knew that the girl was fed-up with everything, but she hoped that she wouldn't give up. Once the divorce was final, both Hinata, Konan, and herself could rest. And enjoy the millions.. Ino smirked at the thought of seeing Sasuke's face drop at the judge once he/she announced that he would have to pay the bluette alimony.

With that glorious thought in her head, the barbie decided to head to the basement to wake the sleeping beauty, but stopped in her tracks when something caught her eye. On the floor next to her dresser lied Hinata's work clothes, but that was not what the blonde was staring at with intense. In the pure white apron lied a note that stuck out. Ino became achingly curious at what lied inside of the note. Was it a love note? A phone number?...A coupon for shoes? Ino crossed out the last thought; the last thing the bluette would want was a coupon. So the other two stayed in the blonde's head, and she couldn't help but squeal at the idea of the ex-Hyuuga having a fling with another man other than Sasuke.

With incredible speed, the blonde feel to her knees and started to crawl toward the uniform, a sneaky grin on her lips. Once her hand laid atop the white note, she covered her mouth to keep the giggles from erupting into laughter. She hated to admit it, but she was a sucker for gossip. Once she looked at the contents of the note, she would happily chatter to the nonchalant gothic woman and the bun-headed lady about their bluette's boy-toy.

DING-DONG!

Ino cursed under her breath and slid the note into her pajama pants before zooming off towards the door. She caught her footing before she ran into the wooden door, still a little drowsy from her sleep.

"INO-CHAN!", yelled a kiddy voice and soon the blonde was looking into the smiling face of Tenten, and feeling two small arms latch onto one of her legs.

"Long time no see, Ino.", said the bun-headed brunette when she stepped into the house, Ino close behind her trying to unlatch the happy child from her.

"Likewise, Ten. I've been trying to get in touch with you since last month. I thought you were avoiding me for some odd reason." Tenten scratched her head and laughed anxiously; she almost forgot that Ino didn't know that she was in jail and on house arrest. She then looked down at her free ankle and almost smirked. Like a bracelet could hold her in.

"Nah, not at all! I had lost my phone a month ago, and I went to go visit my Aunt after I found out about Neji!" Ino looked at her in confusion. What had happened between her and Neji? The blonde looked down at Tenji and saw that at the name of his father, his white eyes became sad, which made the barbie stop from asking Tenten about what happened. Ino decided to put the conversation in a different direction.

"So what brings you to my humble adobe?", asked said girl as she ushered the two to sit while she brought out some chocolate muffins that the bluette had made the other day. Tenten took a muffin before speaking.

"I just wanted to visit you guys and see what was up.", she swallowed and looked around. "Speaking of visiting, where is that little mousey?" Tenji started to stuff the muffin in his mouth but was given a look by Tenten. He neatly set down the muffin and tore off a huge piece.

"She's probably still asleep, let me go get her!" Ino excuse herself and bounced down the hall towards the basement door before knocking on it and opening the door.

"WAKEY-WAKEY, EGGS AND BAKEY!",yelled the blonde as she stepped down the stairs, only to be brought to an empty bed. Ino looked around and saw that the girl's flats were gone and that the dresser was still open. She must have left early.. Ino perturbed up the stairs and closed the door.

Is she still upset with me? "Hinata must have left early this morning.", said the blonde as she sat down next to the brunette, depression on her features that made Tenten worry.

"Don't be upset Ino. I'm pretty sure that she just wanted to get a head start on her job at Ichiraku. I heard that that place is so hectic that employees stay at work four hours overtime due to the amount of customers they get.", said the brunette in an uplifting tone. Ino slumped forward and leaned her elbows on her knees.

"If that were so, she wouldn't have left her uniform on the floor.." Tenten patted the girl's slumped back. Both women turned to the sound of a gasp from the little boy and soon her jumped on the blondes lap, nearly knocking the wind from her with his growing stature.

"Ino-chan, do you know where the note I left Hina-chan is?!", exclaimed the cutie pie. "It was for mommy!" Tenten smiled lightly at her son and patted down soon of his long, brown strands.

"Tenji is persistent to give me his little note." She turned towards Ino. "Do you happen to know where it is?" Oh, so it wasn't a love note.. Ino sheepishly smiled at the two before quickly giving the note to Tenten. The brunette glared at the nervous blonde then. Ino tried to look innocently at the two, but their accusing glares made her waver.

"What?"

Tenji started to shake his mother's arm. "Look at it mommy!" Tenten sent one more glare at the blonde before opening the note.

Tenji's voice shook the room. "Isn't she pretty, mommy? She looks so sad, but so pretty!" Tenten stared wide-eyed at the picture, which caused Ino's nervous posture to turn to one of question.

"What is it Tenten?" Ino snatched the picture from the shocked woman and she too, stared at the photograph in horror.

In the picture, a woman was tied up and gagged; her blonde hair matted and her tearing blue eyes desperately begging for someone to help her. Ino's eyes lit up in recognition of the woman.

"That is Anne-Sophie Grantaine!" she looked at Tenten's angry gaze. "That's Deidara's mother!"

Tenten grabbed the little boy's shoulders and glared hard at him, making him tremble with fear from his mothers brown eyes being blinded my anger.

"Where did you find this?" The boy's eyes became teary when his mother's voice held a calm venom.

"D-Did I do something w-." Tenten shook him a little, not knowing that she was hurting her son.

"Answer the question, Tenji!" Ino pried the woman's fingers from her son and pushed her back roughly.

"Calm down, Tenten! He's your son!" The boy cried more at the yelling before looking back at his mother, wanting to answer her question.

"S-Sasuke-kun said that I could have i-it! He s-said that he didn't need it no more!" Ino slowly sat beside the hysterical boy on the floor and pulled him to her a little.

"You were with Sasuke. Tell me", she looked at the guilty-looking brunette woman before looking back at Tenji. "Just what was he doing at the time."

The boy wiped his eyes with his shirt and looked down at the floor. "He and Daddy were packing some things to go on their trip to France." He looked up at his mother. "Sasuke and Daddy left right after Kin's obsnutrition appointment."

Ino looked between the two. What was Neji doing at this Kin's doctor appointment?

"Obstetrician.", Tenten corrected him and gave him a faint smile. "Sorry about my anger. Mommy just gets crazy sometime." Ino got up and started to pace, her mind switching to the subject at hand.

"That's why Deidara decided to make the record. He wanted to distract the media while he was going to try and save his mother." Tenten went over to Tenji and started smoothing down his hair, worry marring in her face.

"We have to do something. And fast.", said Tenten. Ino nodded before calling the one person she could count on; Konan.

Konan threw her phone in her car compartment before exiting her vehicle. A chauffeur rushed towards the car while bidding her a good morning. The girl nodded and walked up the long path towards her mansion and soon up the many stair leading towards the front door, a McDonald's bag in her hand. She didn't want to be bothered by Pein's calls right now; she had finally got her mcmuffin and she was dead set on enjoying it on her patio. She almost broke a grin when she smelt the two, yes, two mcmuffins delicious scent. She had to make up for the day she didn't get one.

She stepped through the double doors to be met with the maids, who bowed before her.

"Is there anything we can do for you, Konan-sama?" She took off her shoes at the door and looked towards the old women. Since when did they get so wrinkly?

"Take the day off.",said the monotonous voice of the Gothic woman and with that she went outside to the back. The maids quickly followed her though.

"But madame, you told us to take the day off yesterday! We surely do not mean to take advantage of your kindness!", said the both of them in union. Konan looked at her bag in want and turned around to face the women.

"Are you two defying me?" Her icy voice streaked fear through them, and they shook their heads so fast that their graying bun almost came loose. She turned and went on her way to the patio.

She carefully placed her bag on the table and sat in her seat, ready to devour the deliciousness.

"KONAN! Where the hell are you?!" The woman sighed and cursed loudly. She grabbed her bag and decided to hide behind counter of the bar she had on the patio. Nothing would stop her from eating, not even her crazy boss Pein.

She quickly tore open the wrapper and bit into her sandwich, taking quick looks behind the counter to see if the raging orange-haired male was in the area. I knew I should have answered my phone!She soon started on the next sandwich, looking at the many liquor bottles across from her. She would deal with him once she ate the last bite.

Just as she was about to throw it in her mouth, long fingers grabbed the sandwich. She glared above her head at the emotionless-faced male holding her last bite.

"Give me my food, Pein."

He looked at the piece of food and back at her. She almost screamed when her placed it in his mouth. Konan grabbed at her hair at the horrible sight.

"How dare you grace your lips with my food, you disgusting mortal!", yelled the now angry woman as she stood to face him from behind the bar. Pein swallowed the food and smirked at her.

"How dare you cut off your phone.", he ping-ponged.

She had an urge to grab one of the long bottles behind her and smash it on his skull, but dismissed it when she saw his purple-ringed eyes glaring at her.

She sighed before leaning against the bar. "What is it now, Pein?"

"Explain yourself."

Konan held her head. Here we go again...

"Can I ask what you're talking about?", she decided to take a nicer approach.

"No."

"Then I can't possibly answer your question, Pein."

His face remained emotionless. "I didn't ask you a question." Konan's eye started to twitch. "I simply ordered you to explain yourself."

"Ordered me? Have you been smoking?" She started to seethe as he sighed and sat down on the stool in front of her.

"You of all people should know that I do not smoke, Konan." She continued to glare at his cocky mood.

"How would I know?" She glared harder when he gave her a small smirk.

"You've kissed me quite a number of times to know that my mouth hasn't touched such luxuries."

The steaming woman's face started to turn red slightly. "How many times do I have to tell you, I was drunk! I didn't know what I was doing!"

"Sure you didn't, which is why you still remember that moment." She frowned at his sarcasm, her blush still on her cheeks.

"What ningen let you in?!" She turned towards the open doorway. "Taro!" A sound of running was heard before a teen emerged. He looked around before finding Konan, and running towards her, slightly tripping over his butler shoes.

"Y-Yes, milady?" Pein continued to smirk at her, which caused her to become uneasy. She turned towards the nervous teen, her grayish eyes burning through his.

"Did you let this evil ningen into my house?" The teen averted his eyes around.

"Y-Yes, milady.", he shook at the evil gleam in her eyes.

"You know what this means, don't you filthy mortal?" He shook some more at her words, worried that he would lose his job. He remained quiet as she walked towards him with the glare still on her face. She came close to him, their nose nearly touching. He decided to avert his eyes once more, and lowered them down to her black bodysuit and combat boots. He looked back up and was met with her breasts, that were showing modestly.

He blushed. Konan smirked a little and petted his brown locks, not noticing his licentious stare at her chest.

"You're on cleaning duty, little dude. I'm sure that the kitchen staff would love to have another cleaning servant in their area." He was knocked out his gaze and quickly bowed before the two before scurrying away, his face still red. Konan stood, staring after him.

"Teens, you just don't understand them sometimes."

"Seems to me that you understood him well.", said Pein.

Konan turned towards him with suspicion.

"What do you mean by that?"

Pein stood and walked around the bar, making himself a drink.

"You know what I mean. You're having a fling with the butler boy." Konan sighed before moving over towards the steaming man.

"I'm not having a fling with anybody."

He downed the drink before looking at her. "That's the exact same thing you said about Ramon-" Konan cut him off.

"You're still talking about that lawyer from Lagos - I told you, it was for business matters!" He 'tched' before making himself another drink.

Konan once again sighed.

"Is this because he was a lawyer?" She heard the glass break in his hand. Those glasses were from Denmark! He turned his angry eyes towards her.

"Not only was he lawyer, but he was male model! What else would a woman do with a black, attractive man that is a lawyer and a model ?"

Konan backed away from him, a little weirded out. "Okay...So I kissed him one time. No big deal." She thought of Ramon once more. Yup, he was gorgeous, but now he was a happily married man. He had gotten married this month is what the postcard he sent said.

"One time too many.."

"My love life is of no concern to you, Pein." He shook the glass off his clothes then inspected his non-injured hands.

"You work for me."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He stared back at her, his eyes unblinking. "That I own you." He said it as if it were obvious. That was it.. She marched towards him and grabbed his collar. He started to smirk at her raging frame.

"Why you little-" Just as she was about to break his nose, Ino's screeching voice sounded in the house.

"Konan!" Said woman let go of his collar and walked towards the two panting women in the doorway. Konan rolled her eyes at them before calling in one of the butlers to fetch them some water.

Tenten and Ino plopped down in one of the chairs surrounding Konan's large patio table.

Tenten spoke first, gripping her chest a little.

"Why the Hell do you have...long ass stairs coming to your house?! Do you walk all of these steps everyday?!"

Konan sat down at the table with them, watching the butler set down the glasses.

"Nice to see you to after your long absence.", Konan greeted the woman.

Tenten quickly quieted down and started to sip her water, her eyes avoiding Konan's. Pein soon came and took a seat beside Konan, right across from the blonde, who was chugging down the water.

Ino let out a sigh and sat down the glass before looking at the man across from her. "Pein! It's so nice to finally see you! Did you enjoy your leadership conference?"

"The conference was exceptional. The weather in Antarctica however was divine."

Konan snorted in her as she held her glass. "How ironic that the weather matched his personality."

Ino giggled a bit before glancing at Tenten, who was also looking at her. They hated to bring bad news.

Konan looked towards the women, ignoring Pein's blank look. "What do you witches want?"

Ino looked at Tenten before speaking. "It's about Deidara. Both Tenten and I feel that he may going there for a different motive other than the song he is recording." Pein and Konan sat up straight at hearing the blonde name.

"What?", Konan questioned.

Tenten reached into her bag and pulled out the photo, hesitating a little before setting it in front of Konan.

Konan peered at the picture, not believing her eyes. Deidara's mother was tied up and gagged. It was horrendous. She blinked and looked at it again.

"Anne-Sophie. How did you get this picture?", asked the orange-haired male as he picked up the photo and stared at it hard. Tenten stared at her Tenji, who was holding one of the young maid's hands as they walked toward the pool, merriment on Tenji's face.

"My son said that Sasuke gave it to him. Why someone would give a child such a thing is beyond me."

Pein sighed before standing up. "Of course the Uchiha would have something to do with this." He started to pace while looking at the picture.

Konan rubbed her temples. "What would Sasuke want with Deidara's mother? It doesn't make any sense." Ino shrugged and looked down sadly at the table. She couldn't even begin to imagine how he must fell; she wouldn't know what to do if her own mother was in this situation.

Pein continued to pace around the patio and soon went towards the big pool outside, the picture still in his hands.

"We should try and stop this Deidara guy before he leaves.", Tenten was about to stand up but was stopped by Pein's voice.

"He left this morning around 1:00 am.", he looked back down at the picture. "So this was why he was in such a hurry to get to Paris." Ino nearly screeched again, but was subsided by Konan's small glare.

The women looked to Pein with questioning stares. How did he know Deidara was gone? He spared the women a glance, but looked a little longer at Konan before taking out his phone.

"Akatsuki members always notify me when they travel out of the country." He glared a little a Konan before resuming his search through his phone. He looked closer at his phone before muttering a curse.

Konan looked towards him with slight worry. "What is it, Pein?"

He looked at the women before looking up at the sky.

"Looks like Sasori left for Paris with Hyuuga."

Tenten growled a little. "Neji...", she started.

Pein looked at her with a cool look. "Not Neji, but..."

Konan began to stare in shock at her boss.

Tenten literally pulled down her buns, slight horror on her face.

"Hinata?!", Yelled Konan

"My baby!", screamed Ino before she fainted.

Hinata sneezed and squinted her eyes at the bright sunlight as she carefully walked down the stairs leading from the jet. She was a bit light-headed, but glad that she was here. Sasori was ahead of her, already carrying his bags to the Chrysler parked out in the deserted area. He looked back at her as he handed his bags to the driver.

"Hurry it up, Hyuuga." She acknowledged the impatient man and hurried down the steps. Kankuro and Temari came after her, grinning at the empty area.

"It was a good idea for Gaara to build his private port here away from civilization.", complimented Kankuro as he gave his luggage to another driver that was in a red Chrysler. Kankuro got into the back seat of the car. Temari followed him but turned towards Sasori and Hinata one last time.

"Give us a call when you two have finished. Good luck." She nodded towards the two before closing the door.

Hinata waved towards the moving vehicle before following Sasori into their respective car. Hinata buckled her seat belt while listening to the driver.

"Where to, Sir?"

Sasori started to cut on his phone, but answered the Japanese-speaking french man.

"To Hotel Ritz Paris my good man." Hinata was a little surprised by the redhead's slight french accent that he just put on. The driver laughed and started up the car.

So they were in Paris? Hinata had always wanted to go to Paris; it was the city of love. She became excited and let down the window to see if what Sasori had said was true.

She gasped in pure bliss when the Eiffel Tower came to her view. It was bigger than she ever imagined it would be! The bluette grabbed Sasori's arm and pointed out the window.

"The Eiffel Tower! Do you see it, Sasori-san?!", she squealed in excited, her lavender eyes twinkling with excitement.

Sasori glanced out his window before looking back down at the suddenly excited girl with a small smile. She looked back out the window. Once again the driver laughed, his voice light and feathery.

"We have firzt timers hear in the citzy of love?" Hinata loved the driver's accent; it reminded her of the chick-flicks that her and Ino used to watch. Ino.. Hinata pushed back her guilt, promising herself to call the girl, and let herself marvel over the buildings. She noticed that wherever they went, people stopped and waved to the car. Hinata shyly waved back and blushed when a french boy dropped his groceries with a look of shock on his handsome face. Were all people in Paris beautiful?

She gasped when a hand pulled her away from the window. She looked back at Sasori's annoyed face, wondering what she did wrong.

"Remember what we came here to do, darling."

Once again stunned by his french accent, she nodded and sat back straight in the seat. She had forgotten that Sasori was a celebrity; he didn't want to draw any attention to himself when most thought he was still in Japan. She had also forgotten that she was Sasuke Uchiha's wife; even though most didn't know her, they would once she showed up with Sasori. Just how were they going to distract the paparazzi?

"Here, put this on."

Oh,thought the girl as a long, black wig was shoved into her hands. She ducked and quickly adjusted the wig before sitting up and looking at the now brown-haired male. The driver glanced into the rear-view mirror again before laughing, quickly annoying Sasori.

"You two are very, very amuzing creaturez! I hope too see you two soon!" He stopped in front of a gigantic, beautifully architecture building. "Have a beautiful time!" Sasori gave the man money, which made the driver gasp, and hurriedly went to the back of the vehicle to retrieve his things. Hinata quietly bid the man goodbye and stepped out onto the plaza street and smoothed down her yellow sundress. All of her drowsiness was gone; nervousness took its place.

There was definitely no turning back now; she was in Paris, a faraway travel from Japan. And she didn't even have a clue what to do now. This is what I get for not thinking things through... She shook out her negative thoughts; she had come to stop her husband from terrorizing Deidara's mother. She didn't know why, but she didn't doubt that he did do it. When Sasori told her, she immediately believed him; why would Sasori lie to her? And how he looked when he told her explained his truth; he was angry and upset. Plus, it did sound like something Sasuke would do. Gaara did tell her that he and Sasuke were involved in drugs when they were younger; maybe he never stopped after Gaara did.

She sighed and ran her fingers through her black wig. She heard Sasori grunt before a pair of dark Versace sunglasses were shoved in her face. She thanked Sasori before slipping him on and watched him put his own on before ushering her to walk beside him. Many people stopped to wave at the pair while some stood still and watched with apparent wonder, wanting to know who they were.

When they walked into the hotel, two butlers grabbed Sasori's things and showed him to the stand, talking in french to the man. Hinata followed behind, frustrated. Oh how she wished she had paid attention to her french teacher! She knew only a little french, and that was Bon Voyage, if that was french at all. Sasori turned towards her and pointed to the lobby area.

"Wait there until I get back." The bluette nodded and went over to the comfy furniture.

She sighed in relief and picked up a magazine on the golden table in front of her. She was a bit worried about her body, she hadn't gotten but three hours of sleep before she went out and had been up ever since. Hopefully she wouldn't fall out due to fatigue. She smiled a bit before opening the magazine and reading its contents. To her doom, it was about Sakura. Fortunately, it was in french, which meant that the bluette could only look at the woman's beautiful green eyes and bright hair. She sighed in envy when she turned to the next page and saw the flawless pinkette modeling a perfume fragrance for Uchiha. After all of this drama, Hinata would still have to go to the meeting on Thursday. It was a good thing that today was Sunday; she could rest for a day once this was over. She stretched her limbs a little, enjoying the sight of Paris through the big window next to her.

Screaming suddenly started, causing Hinata to look up from the magazine.

A crowd of women surrounded the entrance. Outside there were loads of people and some with flashing cameras. Bodyguards started pushing the women back, covering for the people of fame. Hinata sighed. Had Sasori choose the wrong hotel to go to? Hinata pushed up the big sunglasses and peered a little harder to see the famous people.

Hinata squeaked and pushed the magazine to her face, trying to cover herself.

The center of the commotion was MGC. Sasuke, Naruto, Shikamaru, and Neji. She peeked from behind the book again to see Sasori making his way towards her, a smirk on his boyish face while he took off his sunglasses and showed his hazel eyes. He grabbed her arm and followed an elder man, most likely to their hotel room.

Sasori looked at her from his side. "Looks like I hit it on the mark."

Hinata gulped and looked back at him. "Is that a-a good thing?"

Sasori pulled her closer and whispered in her ear, careful not to let the elderly man hear.

"It's going to make our job easier."

He pulled away and gave her a meaningful look. She nodded back at him and looked down at her flats as she walked behind the men.

Right, it would make her job easier. With Sasuke being here at the famous hotel, she could stop him. But first, they needed to find Deidara. And then they needed to make up a plan. But what kind of plan? It will come to us soon...She decided that she would look at the French-inspired artwork while they were escorted to their rooms. We need to come up with something and fast... She didn't finish the thought; if they didn't find out a plan soon, then Deidara and his mother would be doomed.

There you go! I hope you all have enjoyed as much as I did writing it! I hope it surprised you and stirred emotions in you all. Once again, thank you all so much. Oh, I think that the number of chapters that I have for this story will be alot, maybe about fourty? I don't know right now. Anyway, REVIEW! ;)