Ok XDD So yeah, it's me again! n.n Well, If anybody's reading this, thanks! And please review! And thank you very much, for the really nice review, that made me want to upload this chapter. I hope it's ok n.nso, again, I don't own any of Masashi Kishimoto's characters n.n Prettymuch just the OC, who I pray isn't a mary sue. > So, yeah, thanks soo much for reading, and I hope you enjoy the fic n.n And, I switched the point of view! I'm sure you can all guess who this is, thoughXD Oh! And Potential spoilers for anyone who doesn't know what happens after the timeskip!

They call this the rain country for a reason, un. It started raining a little while after I got to the area, and hasn't stopped since. Not heavy or anything, but constant, which would make tracking my target hard, especially when they're used to the climate and surroundings.

Having left the night before she could easily have made it to the small town a bout an hour's walk from here, un. That would be a good place to start. If she wasn't still there, I could still ask around, I had a name, a description... someone was bound to have seen her pass by, and could point me in the right direction, un.

But that still leaves me an hour's walk with nothing but my thoughts. As odd as it seems, I've been trying to avoid thinking, un. Because I knew that, if I did, I'd end up dwelling on the point of my mission. It makes sense that it was me they picked for this, though I really wish they hadn't, un. I didn't wantto be the one to find someone to replace Sasori Danna...

Of course, there are other things that made them select me. Firstly, I look a lot less intimidating than most of the other Akatsuki's, and recruitment missions don't really work when you scare the person off, un. And secondly... I'm not good for much else right now. My left arm hanging limply in a sling beneath my cloak, (made useless by my assigned jinchuriki) and my right arm was taken right off in a later fight. Needless to say, I'm not much good fighting-wise, un. I mean, I was lucky my left forearm was still attache after being crushed like that... I can move it, barely, but it's painful and it shakes when I do. That's the downside to being an S-ranked criminal, un. You can't just waltz into a hospital, and ask a medic nin to help you.

I hadn't realised it before now, I'm almost at my destination, un. So either I've been walking faster than usual, or I've spent a whole hour thinking unhappy things. That's really not like me at all. It's all this rain, un. It's messing with my head, I swear.

Walking through the village, I don't have time to let my mind wander, un. Searching is all I can worry about now. As I said, one of the villager I had spoken with had given my a physical description, un. And her name. Now all I need is to find her...

To my frustration, about two hour's searching turn up nothing. Tired, and soggy, I see a nice little restaurant, un. It couldn't hurt to take a small break and dry off a little, maybe some one there's seen her.

Pushing the half-curtain out of the way, I quickly take a seat one of the stools at the far end of the counter. The older lady working there walks over towards me, drying a glass with a piece of cloth.

"Hi," She starts pleasantly. "Can I get you anything?"

I just shake my head, the hat sliding off it onto the counter. "No thank you, nothing yet, un." I just sit there for a while. The restaurant is empty, un so there wouldn't be anyone else to question. I'm about to ask her of she's seen anyone by the name I was given, when I hear the curtain being pushed aside, and soft footsteps.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the person moving to a seat farther down, and lift my head slightly, to get a better look. Blinking in surprise, I mentally go through the description the villager gave me. Late teens? Check. Female, check. Blue grey hair...Check. Sharp pointy object hanging from her belt? Definitely...Bingo.

The girl kept her head down, her face hidden behind her hair. But I can still see that the sleeveless shirt she's wearing is made of material preferred by rain nin, as it dries quickly. Which would be useful, as she's soaking wet, un.

The lady behind the counter repeats what she had asked me. The answer is surprisingly quiet. "Could I please just have a glass of water? I'm sorry, but I don't have any money with me..." The lady nodded, smiling.

"Water? Don't worry about it. We don't charge for that."

"Thanks," came the grateful reply. As the lady bustled off to the taps.

I reach painfully into one of the inside pockets of my cloak, seeing an opportunity. I threw my head slightly, discretely trying to catch the lady's attention, which I did, un. "Green tea please," I ask, dropping the coins on the counter. "For the girl over there, un." She nods uncertainly, not sure wether I was a nice guy, or some sort of creep. Maybe I'm a bit of both, un.

A few minutes later, the lady sets the glass down in front of her, then points over in my direction, speaking in a low voice I can't hear. She looks over at me, clearly surprised. Exactly what I had hoped she'd do, un, as that let me see the rain hitai ate she wore. "Thanks," she replies, eyeing me suspiciously. Now comes the tricky part of the assignment.

"You're from Amegakure?" I ask casually, smiling as I usually do.

She hesitates, un. Taking a sip of her tea, and setting it down before answering, looking away from me. "I used to be."

It's strange... She's not what I expected. I'm not entirely sure what that what I was expecting, un. But it wasn't her. She hesitates, taking a sip of her tea, and setting it down before answering, looking away from me. "I used to be."

"You're missing nin?" I ask, trying to sound surprised over a fact I already know.

She looks over at me, carefully, taking another sip of her tea. "That's fine." I reassure. "My name's Deidara, un. I'm a nuke nin from Iwagakure." She seems surprised that I admit that so openly.

"My name's Baikan, Gin." She says after a moment. No doubt, deciding if she can trust me, un. I smile, the name confirming my suspicion. "What does an ex rock nin want with me?" She asks softly.

I grin, looking at her, as she's now lifted her head, and is studying me with steely grey eyes, refusing let down her guard, which would make things so much easier, un. But, she's actually talking to me now, so, I might as well just get to the point.

"I have a proposition for you, un. But you're just going to have to trust me."

Ok XDD well, there it is! Whenever I looked it up, it said that Deidara's hand had been crushed, and when that happened to Lee's arm it stayed attatched... So yeah XD I assumed that he still had one, but had pretty much lost the use of it. So, I hope you enjoyed it! And I'm really sorry if Gin is Mary Sueish at all! I tried my best to avoid that. So, once again, thank you for reading, and please review! 3