A Lion's Roar

by swagmoney5

Being reincarnated is an interesting life story, when a child from our world is reborn as Hinata Hyuga, she decided to get off of her ass and give her shot at being a hero. When you have too much knowledge and too much time, the only option is to train and become stronger and to make those around her stronger as well. Survival of the fittest and she wants to help everyone survive.

17. Friend or foe

Recap: I only broke out of my stupor when we entered a basic looking living room (minus the rock as wall) and my eyes met the red Sharingan eyes that if I wasn't paying attention I would have missed the slight widening of them (and glare sent towards Tobi).

"Hinata?"

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I didn't know what was happening until it was over. When Itachi said my name I felt this overwhelming anger at him flood through my body. It wasn't anger like I wanted to kill him, it was just pure anger for him leaving. For him thinking it was ok to fucking kiss me then manipulate my memories. For him to succumb to Danzo fucking Shimura. I yelled out a…

"Falcon…" and Itachi instantly set up his guard preparing to block the familiar attack. The problem was he wasn't used to my new speed, hell even I didn't know I could move as fast as I did. My fist was loaded with chakra and with a speed greater than I had ever moved I was in front of Itachi, using all the force I could without killing him, and connected my fist with his slightly more mature Uchiha face. "Punchhh!" Like it was second Nature I released the chakra right on impact and sent my almost-fiancé flying through the air and crashing into one of the rock walls behind him. As soon as he hit the wall and it started cracking, I realized what I had done and looked back to the stunned Itachi who was slowly pulling himself out of the wall while he snapped his jaw back in place, not even flinching from the pain. I brought my hand back down to my side and looked around finally acknowledging there were other people there. Everyone was staring at me in varying looks of shock until the silver haired(shirtless) Jashinist and a long haired blonde bomber started laughing obnoxiously loud, like Naruto level loud. Hidan pointed a finger at Itachi, who was now standing next to Kisame not looking like anything happened besides the bruise on his jaw and messiness of his hair, and wrapped his arm around me.

"Haha you fucking red eyed bastard. I never thought I'd see the day when someone finally knocked the lights outta your high-and-mighty ass." He then turned to Kakuzu and not losing any of his smugness, pointed his giant ass scythe at him. "See you old greedy fucker, following her around and telling leader was perfect. She's finally going to be mine. Lord Jashin would be so pleased to gain another instrument of Chaos." I looked up at Kakuzu wide eyed, they were the ones trailing me? And what in the hell is Hidan talking about! I was about to say something to him when Deidara pulled me out of the large mans grasp (Like damn Hidan is not that much older than me but he is so tall and has larger muscles then most men I've seen here while still looking toned). There was a loud "What the fuck tranny" from Hidan but Deidara ignored it as he started to talk.

"Long time no see, glad to know you don't like the damn Uchiha either, yeah. That was pretty awesome un. It was art, an explosion of force in a fleeting moment un. Man I wish I was the one who sucker punched that asshole Uchiha." His blue eye was shining brightly and he had a slightly sinister but somehow still goody smile on his face as he talked animatedly, using his hands for extra emphasis. I was going to respond, feeling super prideful that Deidara was willing to call my hit 'art' but before I could Tobi popped up between us.

"Wahh Deidara-sempai and Hinata-chan are getting along so well. Tobi is so happy!" He had sparkles and literally flowing out of him in some kind of genjutsu (probably the same one Gai uses for his sunsets). I let out a laugh of amusement at Tobi and Deidara's pissed off face.

"Get the fuck out of here Tobi or I'll turn you to my art un." Deidara stuck his hand in his pocket and when he pulled it out, the mouth on his hand was chewing and spitting up a small clay bird. Tobi booked it away screaming and Deidara let a small explosion go off right behind Tobi. I wasn't paying attention to that though. My eyes were locked on the hand mouth, without thinking I grabbed it and held it closer to my face and started tracing around the closed mouth with my fingers. The mouth must have liked the feeling because it opened and drool starting coming out a little bit. I was about to stick my finger in its mouth (Not realizing at the time how weird it is) when Deidara yanked his hand away and was staring at me quizzically. "What are you doing, yeah?" I scratched the back of my neck in slight embarrassment then shrugged my shoulders.

"Well I thought it was cool you had a mouth on your hand to make explosions so I wanted to touch it and then I did and it was behaving on its own and was so cute. Uh, yeah sorry, I guess its kind of creepy for me to do that."

"They are amazing, they make the truest form of art! Finally someone sees that un." I was going to say something else when I felt the intense stare of Itachi boring into me. I knew this stare, he was mad at me, pissed even and not because I sucker punched him. All the initial anger I felt towards him was gone and all I wanted to do was run and hug him tightly, feel the familiar embrace of one of the people who shaped the Kunoichi I've become. The pacifist who was willing to take the hate of everyone just to protect his brother and keep the peace in the Leaf. I put my hand up to Deidara, stopping his comical ranting to go talk to Itachi. I took one step when my body stopped moving, then started moving on it's own. I was turned around and forced to walk to a familiar and creepy Hiruko puppet.

"Brat stop wasting time and introduce yourself to everyone then you and I are going to have a chat, I'm don't like waiting." His tail was pointing at me threateningly and I took a step back. Tobi popped up again (seriously how the hell does he do that I feel like Obito is having so much fun trolling everyone) and jumped on my back waving his arms in the air as I caught his legs.

"Guys guys guys shhhh. Hinata-chan is going to talk!" Everyone looked towards us, Deidara and Hidan even stopping their bickering for the time being. I looked over everyone fully for the first time and felt intimidated by the amount of power radiating off of everyone. I felt small in comparison to the size of these guys.

"Yeah so uh I'm Hinata Hyuga ex nin of Konoha. I specialize in Taijutsu and elemental Ninjutsu."

"Don't forget you ripped those Sound Ninja fuckers a new one, spraying their blood in fucking sexy display of bloody chaos." Hidan piped in, this made Itachi's eyes widen once again and I knew our conversation was going to be an interesting one.

"Yeah sure that too."

"Tobi thinks everyone should introduce themselves to Hinata-chan." Tobi called out childishly from his place on my back, his abs pressing against me tightly.

"Eeh no need I know everyone probably better than you know each other." I got a few brow raises for this and Itachi slowly closed his eyes in annoyance with how stupid I was for revealing I knew more than I should. It would have come out by Sasori anyways, I don't see him as the type to keep a secret if it doesn't benefit him.

"Ohh ohh Tobi wants to play a game where Hinata-chan tells Tobi everything she knows and each right answer she gets a good girl point."

"Yeah sounds fucking fun!" Hidan called out, seeming excited to know I know who he is. His magenta eyes studying me like a predator.

"Itachi Uchiha" Our eyes locked and I smirked. "Killed his clan to test his abilities. I lived with him for a while." Kakuzu crossed his arms and scoffed at the basic information I provided. A few people looked between Itachi and I in interest, wanting to know more about us living together and what the stoic Uchiha was like. "Kisame Hoshigaki former member of the seven swordsman, uses Samehada a sword that eats the chakra of an opponent. Pretty awesome person who I've been waiting to meet from hearing about you from Zabuza-Sempai." Kisame looked shocked and let out a laugh at the information of Zabuza training me. "Kakuzu, old as fuck bounty hunter that has forbidden jutsu that gives him 5 hearts and supposedly fought the first Hokage." Kakuzu's red and green eyes stared more intensely at my figure, I gave information I shouldn't know at all and he wanted more information, fully understanding Sasori's plight. "Hidan, follower of the way of Jashin and an immortal as long as he has normal nutrients to survive. Loves blood and chaos and gets pleasure during his sacrifices." Hidan was sporting a smirk at my analysis of him and licked his lips in pleasure. By the way he talks about Jashin me knowing who that is made the religious man happy to talk with me more about converting. "Sasori Akasuna and you already know what I know puppet master." Hiruko's joints clacked as his eyes narrowed and his tail moved in aggravation of having something he doesn't know once again. "Deidara, self proclaimed artist Terrorist extraordinaire who uses clay pieces infused with chakra from his mouthes and using his explosion release makes them explode. Believes art is a fleeting moment, an explosion."

"Art is an explosion un." He turned his body around and held up his hands, tongues slicking out as his face formed a smug smirk towards his partner. "See Danna, I told you my view on art is the only true art. "

"Shut up you brat. Art is eternal…" They continued their ritualistic argument as I giggled knowing that when I told them my view, they'd probably team up against me.

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(3d POV)

Itachi was had his unwavering stare piercing into the familiar blue haired girl. When she showed up as the new member, partner to Madara, his heart dropped in his chest. He was supposed to go rogue to protect his remaining loved ones from this life but somehow she's right in front of him. When she talked to him, her eyes still had that knowign look that he feared would be the death of her. Her smirk was as potent as ever and he knew she knew something she shouldn't. The long haired Uchiha needed to talk to her. She was still the same Hinata as he remembered: beautiful, loudmouthed, smart, hiding away her emotions, but this time something was different. There was a darkness to her that hadn't been there before and he needed to find out what happened and get her to leave before it was too late.

As soon as Hinata finished her analysis of the Akatsuki members, Sasori had added his chakra strings to her small body and began to pull her away. Before the puppet could bring the girl into his room of horrors, the elder Uchiha intervened and without saying a word picked up the Hyuga princess in his arms and flickered them into his room. He placed her on his bed before moving to stand against the wall in front of her. Her large lavender eyes blinked and took in his form before a smile blossomed on her lips. Itachi was confused at the reaction, where was the hate she should have for him. Her memories should be of him hurting her and defiling her but she looked at him with those same loving and admiring eyes she has always worn around him. Those eyes, they were like his little brothers and his chest filled with the pain of being away from the people he loved once more. Staring into her eyes, Itachi knew there was no threat so he shut off the chakra draining Sharingan and felt the pain of his blurry vision return, making the features of his childhood almost-fiancé become fuzzy.

"What are you doing here." His voice came out cold and calculating as always. An airy laugh left the lips of the girl he was trying to intimidate. Her face slowly broke out into a grin as she stood up and moved towards him, never breaking eye contact. She finally moved close enough he was able to see her parted lips and white teeth smiling that goofy grin that never failed to let whoever it was aimed at to feel as though she knew all of their secrets. Itachi swallowed thickly the closer she came to him, he was expecting another punch, he felt like he deserved one but instead her dainty hands wrapped themselves around his waist and her head buried into his chest.

"I know what really happened, we all do. I'm sorry." His tall body stiffened and he waited for her to say something else but was instead met with sounds of her gasping for breath through her sobbing. The cries wracked through her whole body and he could feel her trembling against his form. His resolve to make her hate him faded after each sob pushed its way out of her body. Itachi held in the cough threatening to burst from his body and to counter for it he slid his body down the wall keeping the girl securely in his arms. He had checked in on her every so often but has discovered nothing about her as of late so he was flipping through his brain trying to find out what would make the strong girl break down like this. Her cries finally died down and her breathing mellowed out substantially. Itachi finally looked down at the pretty Hyuga and carefully examined her face. Her hair was falling over her face, eyes were closed, her pale pink lips parted as small puffs of air were expelled from her sleeping form. He trailed a feather light touch across her eyelids and pressed his forehead against hers then picked her up and carefully set her in his bed. He remembered how hot she would get so he placed the thinnest of blankets up to her chin as she cuddled up tightly against his pillow, burying her face into the cloud. He decided to let her sleep and wake her up later to have the conversation that has been plaguing his mind since his defection.

The door of his room was knocked on so he activated his Sharingan, the familiar clear imaging of his surroundings came back. He opened the door and placed himself as to hide the girl sleeping in his bed, the nosy Akatsuki members needn't know this was happening. Out of his Hiruko puppet was the redheaded living weapon. His bored and lifeless chocolate eyes were boring into Itachi's, his annoyance at the interruption was obvious in the vicious glare that graced the beautiful man's features.

"Where is she." His voice was soft and contrasted with the harsh tone and words he spoke with. The handsome Uchiha narrowed his eyes at Sasori's questioning and stayed silent and unmoving against his deadly gaze. How could he miss that the leaf girl Sasori was so interested in was none other than Hinata, he should have realized this sooner and they wouldn't be in this situation right now. Sasori was one of the most intelligent members of the Akatsuki, he knew everything about everyone through his mass web of spies around the world. That alone made Itachi wary of the puppet master and now adding his obvious need to talk to Hinata, Itachi was ready to do whatever it takes to keep him away from her. "You arrogant brat, this has nothing to do with you. Give me the girl, I have something to settle with her before you go and kill her." His green nails were tapping against his wooden frame in agitation. Itachi's glare deepened and in an instant, he had pinned Sasori against the wall by his neck, squeezing tightly making the wood inside his body creak.

When the puppeteer saw the Sharingan user move, he ejected the blade hidden in his palm and held it against the pale skin of the Uchiha's throat. They stared unblinking at one another in a battle of who would out last the other, both fighting for the same girl bur for vastly different reasons. Itachi's black painted nails squeezed tighter around the human puppet and Sasori's poisoned blade pushed further against Itachi's neck. The sound of Itachi slamming Sasori against the wall alerted Kisame that something was up. Wanting to join in fighting alongside his trusted partner, the blue skinned man rounded the corner with Samehada poised ready to battle only to be slightly shocked at the scene of two of the least likely members to fight one another engaging in a heated grudge match. It barely took the large shark man 2 steps to be within a yard of the two, his small black eyes looking between the two trying to determine the cause of their squabble. One more step and Kisame would be able to see inside Itachi's room and the girl sleeping soundly in his bed. His back tensed and without breaking eye contact with the cold chocolate ones, he pointed his slender fingers to the exit of his hallway.

"Itachi?"

"Kisame, Leave." There was no room for argument and normally Kisame would let his partner be to himself, they were friends and Kisame knew Itachi liked his alone time but at this moment, he was too interested to leave. Itachi was becoming more mysterious by the minute today, he gets punched by a girl that barely reached Kisame's chest and then finds out they lived together and now the usually composed Itachi is wearing one of the most intense glares he's ever seen. Kisame took one more step forward, not really caring about the warning to stay back. His let his eyes wander around, gathering information about what the hell was going on with the most passive Uchiha was a must. The massive man's eyes stopped when they reached Itachi's room, then widening in a multitude of emotions.

"Itachi." Kisame's normally teasing voice was low and dangerous, his confusion was laced in his tone. He looked back at the Uchiha then back to the bed where the new recruit was knocked out, though what stood out was the red streaks down her face, an obvious sign of crying. Kisame put together all the information in the most logical sense. That quick blue haired punched Itachi as soon as she saw him, they both have been missing for a while, she was obviously crying and is now knocked out in Itachi's bed, and the Uchiha is acting more irrational and wild than Kisame thought possible. There was only one conclusion for him to come to. He knew the Uchiha was fucked in the head, they all were but Kisame had a limit of the evil deeds people could do. HE was here after all to make the world less fucked up later on so seeing his quiet partner do something so despicable pissed him off. Samehada's bandages were raised in the air and Kisame pointed his sword at Itachi, if the Uchiha made any movement or answered in a less than stellar way, Kisame was going to shred him. "I know you were pissed but this is beyond disgusting. Give me one good reason why Samehada and I shouldn't kill you right here."

Itachi's grip on Sasori faltered slightly as he understood what had just happened. Kisame wasn't here to fight with him, as soon as he got a look in Itachi's room, he put together the most logical answers from the little information given. He had to diffuse the situation because no matter what taking on both Kisame and Sasori while being physically and mentally exhausted was a recipe for disaster. Sasori was wondering what was going on to make them turn on one another, the most well-oiled team in the Akatsuki were turning on one another for a reason Sasori had yet to see. It was only when his neck was released and Kisame had backed Itachi into a wall that Sasori was able to view the slumbering girl in Itachi's bed. The puppet rarely felt anything but from his time as a human he knew what Kisame was insulting was one of the worst crimes a person could commit. He smirked, knowing he had won and why Itachi was pissed, he had tried to take his plaything.

Sasori's gears were turning, he knew that maybe if he got the trust of the girl she would tell him everything, then he'd know every dirty secret of his comrades as well as how to get infinite knowledge to go along with his eternal beauty. His legs carried him easily into the Uchiha's dark and barren room and with a swift pull, the girl was sent sprawling out of the bed and onto the floor. At least she was clothed, not like Sasori hadn't seen his fare share of naked people turning them into puppets or anything. If she woke up and watched as they killed or at least maimed the man who took advantage of her, she would trust him or at least repay him by giving the information he needed to have. It was foolproof, he'd watched her and knew she liked to repay people and was too noble a person to care if they were good or bad, as long as they had the right intentions and Sasori was going to use this to his advantage.

"A gah Duckbutt you jackass, cant you be nice like Naru and wake me up without trying to kill me." She grumbled out angrily as her eyes stayed shut not realizing where she was. There was no familiar sounds of Shisui laughing or Sasuke huffing and thats when she remembered where the hell she was. Her large eyes shot open in a panic, lavender eyes taking in the scene. First and foremost was that she was laying on the floor wrapped in bedsheets that smelled like Itachi. Second, there was an extremely beautiful red head standing in front of her looking at her with those bored and emotionless brown eyes. She thought that Sasori really was a beautiful human, too bad he hid that in the ugly ass puppet. The final thing her eyes looked to was Itachi against the wall with Samehada pointing at him, any moves and he would be drained of Chakra and shredded by the blue man's living sword. She was more confused than she ever had been, what happened when she fell asleep. "What the fuck is going on?" Her sweet sounding sleepy voice called out, the demure sound of her voice was ruined by her crass language and if Kisame wasn't cutthroat right now he would have laughed.

"We're solving your problem with the Uchiha so he can't force you anymore." Her brows scrunched in confusion and Sasori was confused, she may have been knowledgeable but she seemed to be a dumbass for not looking panicked or hurt in the slightest from what had occurred earlier between the two. Instead she was seemed confused on why they were helping her and why she should be mad at Itachi. Then her brain turned back on and she figured out what was going on. Her in his bed, punching him. Oh how bad everything must have looked for Itachi right now.

"Oh shit… oh shit. Hahah no …stop." Her voice got louder in understanding and she was laughing in a slight hysterical tone as she moved past the beautiful redhead to stand between Kisame and Itachi. Her eyes narrowed onto Kisame slightly, she had no problem with him but as of right now she needed to make sure he knew she was serious. "Itachi didn't do anything that you guys are thinking." He lowered his sword and strapped it to his back once more.

"So it was consensual?" Kisame breathed a sigh of relief knowing his teammate he actually liked and respected wasn't a total scum bag.

"Oh God. No, we didn't have sex. Gah! Itachi and I are friends and I fell asleep in his room because I don't know where mine is. I only punched him because I was mad he left and screwed me over in the process. Being stabbed as a last goodbye isn't that fun, kind of a dick move so I repaid the favor." She rambled on, trying to clarify everything without revealing any important secrets. Kisame finally understood everything and gave the girl a sharp toothed grin which she returned. "Also, thanks a lot for being willing to kill Itachi for possibly… you know. That's pretty cool of a big bad mist nin. You and Zabuza are both noble assholes it seems. Ironic coming from the bloody mist." He grinned at the girls assessment of him, nobody had ever called him anything less than scary and she didn't seem to care that he was blue or scary, she didn't care that Itachi was one of the strongest ninja he knew, she just did and said what she wamted and seemed to like people no matter who they were. For Itachi, his cold and mostly uncaring partner (although he's seen Itachi pretend not to care but really does) actually react to protect this girl and let her sleep in his bed, she must be someone he should get to know. His most pressing question now would be why would such a girl be a rogue in the Akatsuki.

"I heard about a little squirt that turned Zabuza into a leaf pansy, I never thought it would be a small fry like you. You got guts kid, I've never seen someone with the gall to punch Itachi like that and manage to so easily rile the Uchiha up with just their presence." Kisame's words made the Hyuga realize how close he and Itachi actually were and how opservant the swordsman really was. To most, telling the subtle shift in Itachi's behavior was an art form and Itachi a master craftsman at hiding everything he was feeling behind a wall of evil and coldness so for Kisame to be able to see those changes made the girl's heart swell that Itachi had found another best friend, one he was missing with her and Shisui gone. She liked Kisame, always has but now he made it to the top of her list of people to save. He wasn't conventionally a nice guy, none of them were but he had something inside of him that made him an outcast, a person just looking for friends to share his ideals and lives with minus all the judgement and Hinata wanted to be one of those people for him just like Itachi has been. "Also, what's a squirt like you doing in the Akatsuki." Kisame was expecting a reaction but not for her to giggle then start full blown laughing. Sasori and Itachi also pressed closer to hear her reasoning.

"Wouldn't you all like to know." She gave Kisame a cheeky grin, Itachi knew the glint in her eyes meant she was meddling in something big again, and Sasori was just annoyed at being denied an answer again. He was past the point of impatient. The pupped pushed the girl against the wall similar to how Itachi had held him earlier but unlike other victims there was not a lick of fear in her eyes. Itachi wanted to step in but seeing her grin turn into a smirk that she wore only when she was going to get something she wanted, he stayed back to watch. Kisame was watching in amusement at how one girl managed to shake up the entire Akatsuki and gain the most conversation from the puppet when he wasn't droning on about his art. This girl was amusing and made the Akatsuki more of a live able place already. In such a cute manner, Hinata tilted her head slightly to the side as she studied the man in front of her. She was testing her limits to see how far she could push the puppet until he'd be willing to give her whatever she needed in exchange for her information and she was going to pull out all the stops. "I was right the first time we met, you really are way hotter outside of that creepy ass puppet shell. I'd maybe be inclined to tell you more if you weren't so crabby and scary looking all the time."

"You are an infuriating girl and an idiot if you tell someone they are physically appealing when being held at knifepoint." He would have taken it as a compliment if she was calling him beautiful for being a puppet, not for having a nice face but she was grating his nerves more and more. He couldn't figure out anything she was going to say or do and he hated being ignorant almost as much as he hated waiting. Kisame was holding back his chuckles as he and his partner were having a one sided conversation about how serious this girl was in pissing off Sasori. Her smirk was as infuriating as ever and those knowing eyes were driving him insane, she was like a wild card, small blue version of his obnoxious partner combined with the loud mouthed Jashinist with the cunning mind of himself and he did not like the combination.

"Have you ever heard of the law of equivalent exchange?" (Fullmetal anyone?) "Basically the law states that if you want to obtain something, something of equal value must be given. So if you want information from me, you have to give me something equal to the information I'd give you." Kisame's jaws dropped yet again from the unexpected words. She was more than she let on and her words were incredibly smart and logical. She was playing a game and Kisame wanted to see how it would end, the dark edge she took only briefly was intriguing and he decided she'd be even harder than Itachi to decipher her words and emotions. Sasori was finally getting somewhere, he understood her words and her intelligence shown through once more. Was she just playing an idiot or was she actually a dumb genius. He released his hold on her small neck and she dropped quietly to her feet, rubbing the red marks slightly. "Ok so now while you figure out what I want I'm going to go have a talk with 'Tachi." She turned to the black haired boy and with a quick moment they were in his room with the door shut and locked.

His eyes locked with hers, a frown marring his inhumanely perfect features as his mind went over every possibility on how she knew so much about everything, about something that even Shisui shouldn't know all the information on. So why the hell was she standing here in front of him, he wanted to scare her last time but that failed epically so now he wants answers. Her eyes were looking into his, twinkling in happiness at fully seeing Itachi without that fake look of him wanting to scare her into thinking he was going to kill her. This was now her Itachi, the slightly quiet and awkward Uchiha with too much power and pressure on his shoulders to know how to deal with it. The Uchiha who loved her and everyone else so much he was sacrificing everything for them.

"How?" He took a deep breath and ran a hand slowly through his hair, pushing the bangs more out of his face. The hand still holding onto his moved down and laced their fingers together, pulling him down to sit in front of her. His hand was warm with hers, he couldn't remember the last time someone had held his hand like this, the last time someone had touched him in a non battle setting. He moved his hand out of her grip, feeling it tingle but he kept the frown, he didn't want affection he wanted answers. If she knew, did Danzo say something, is Sasuke in trouble? Hinata was breathing deeply, trying to come up with a perfect intricate lie, she couldn't tell anyone else what Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Kakashi knew. So she'd been formulating this lie and was hoping it would be perfect, Shisui seemed to believe it so hopefully Itachi- the master liar- will believe it too.

"I know you Itachi, Shisui knows you, we know you better than anyone else so as soon as it was over, I knew something was off. You were said to have attempted to take out Shisui but I was there the whole time, I knew what happened so I knew there was something more. I'm not an idiot I knew the Uchiha had a deep rooted discourse with the village, not that all of it isn't wrong, but I know you and your pacifist ideals wouldn't let the coup happen. Shisui was the same and then he told me about how when he was close to putting everyone under the influence of his Kotoamatsukami but Danzo disagreed and wanted the clan dead for his own personal reasons. So he attacked Shisui to take his eyes and make it seem like your fault so the you would have to kill the Uchiha with no other option and you'd be the only one to take the fall. So I put that together and with some snooping for the knowledge that the eyes of every Uchiha with a Sharingan was somehow missing and Danzo getting a power surge, it all came together. There was also the thing of when I protected Shisui during the massacre all of your moves were different and when Sakura fucked with my mind it revealed that I didn't fight you, it was Madara who also happens to by my partner. Coincidence, I think not."

Itachi's perfect posture was gone, he was slumped over as he realized he had been played slightly. He knew there was something off but his desire to save Sasuke and the village over all others made him blind to the whole story. His fists clenched tightly and if he had long nails they would have punctured into his skin at the force he was squeezing. He killed his entire family, he pushed his brother to hate him so that he'd kill him one day in penance for his sins, he said goodbye to everything he loved and joined a terrorist group the acted against almost everything he believed in all for what, for the benefit of a psycho power hungry bastard with an inferiority complex bigger than a man who's ego led him to think he's a god. And now, now he can't do anything about it without getting screwed either by his village or Madara.

"Why are you here?" His voice kept it's composure, he was a master at never letting anything seep through but unlucky for him he had to be with one of the most observant of his friends. She was right, her and Shisui would know what he was feeling at a glance, Kisame was growing into one of those people and it stressed him out. He always felt like he was arms length from people, he was better than them or different or whatever but those three never made him feel like that, they saw him as a friend over anything else and thus could look past his exterior and read him like an open book, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry because of it, because of the overwhelming feelings swirling inside him like a raging storm.

"Well, I have 3 reasons to be here but before I explain any of them you need to read these." She pulled out two scrolls from the bag in the corner of his room, his eyesight was less blurry right now, good enough to make out the large Kanji on the front from Shisui and his brother.

"Sasuke knows?" She pushed the scrolls into his hands.

"Read those first, we can lay 20 questions later." He unrolled the first scroll but was struggling to make out any words from the blurriness of his eyes and chicken scratch Shisui called writing. He should be blind and yet his writing was no different then when they were kids. Hinata noticed him struggling so she moved to be sitting above him instead of leaning her back against the bed next to him. He hated feeling weak, his eyes were loosing their vision faster with his diseased body and the one time he wanted them to work they weren't. Her delicate pointer and middle fingers riddled with scars were placed on either side of his head against his temple. She applied light pressure and the green glow of chakra flickered to life and began to enter his body gently mixing with his chakra and making its way to his eyes. He didn't fight it at all, her chakra was soothing as it mingled with his, it was steady like the flow of water but swirling and exciting like lightning, a perfect balance of her wild personality. He was shocked that Hinata, the battle loving Hyuga had learned medical ninjutsu but was thankful. After 20 long minutes, his body was relaxed and the blurriness and pain of his vision faded slightly, he could feel the pressure behind his eyes, begging to be traded for another pari, but the pressure no longer caused him extreme pain. She removed her hands from his eyes slightly sweating from the long term healing and laid back against his bed to let him read the letters.

Dear 'Tachi-chan,

I'm keeping this letter short, you know I don't like writing and it wont matter when I see you again. I'll talk to you for hours about all the stories I've been saving to share with you. I want to say I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I was weak and a bad best friend to let you be the one to take the fall for our clan's mistakes, my mistakes, and Danzo's mistakes. I will set it right with the help of your little brother and the person who gave you the letter. Before you know anything else I want to say that this is all her idea so please don't come kill me, Hinata just restored my sight and I want to enjoy it a bit more before I die. Since i know you want to know, Sasuke is still the same little Sasu-chan he's always been if you give him an emo complex bigger than yours. He's found good friends in his teammates, even a best friend in Naruto and together they have become the strongest team to possibly ever come from Konoha. He really is a prodigy much like you and his heart is still noble and loving towards his Aniki and Hinata, he tolerates me. Hinata is also amazing if you cant tell but don't let her fool you, she's lonely more so than ever and has lots of nightmares so make sure you take care of my Imouto. Thats about it, I'm going to save the rest for when I get to see your pretty face.

Love you,

The person who is faster than you even blind ;)

Itachi could visualize every cheeky grin Shisui would put on and the hair tugs that would have followed after each word. He couldn't help but smile slightly at the writing of his best friend and was glad to know his brother was ok. But after the letter, he has even more questions for the girl once again in his bed. He carefully rolled the letter from Shisui back up and slid it under his bed knowing he would want to read it again. With nimble fingers, he undid the seal on the second scroll and let his eyes trail over the graceful writing of his precious younger brother.

Itachi,

Why, why did you do this to me, to everyone? I hated you. I hated you so much all I wanted was to kill you and Avenge my clan but then Shisui had to tell me what happened so I want to know why. How could you have been so dumb, why did you love me so much that you were willing to give everything up for me? Why Aniki why? I'm going to take down Danzo, I'm going to ruin him and expose him to everyone so that you can come home. Hinata, Shisui, and I have a plan and when you come home I need you to tell me everything and then I can forgive you because no matter how much I love you, I can't forgive you yet. I'm leaving the freak in your care, I can't be the one to protect her so you have to. I've failed her once and won't let that happen again so you better not let her get hurt, make sure she doesn't make any more stupid decisions until she is home safe. When she goes after Orochimaru go with her, I don't think she'll be able to see him alone without losing it. She can't sleep alone without nightmares so make sure she isn't no matter how much she says she's fine.

Sasuke

Itachi's eyes watered slightly and he chuckled as he re-read the words of his brother. He was still Sasuke, they told him the truth and Sasuke doesn't hate him. Nothing Itachi does or says at this point will get his brother to hate him anymore so he resolved to have a new goal. He would do everything in his power to earn his brother's forgiveness and make it back home even if it is just once so that he can tell him everything. He looked closely at the girl meditating on his bed, he would start by protecting her. He promised his brother that he would protect her and bring the Hyuga back home with him. She opened her lavender eyes and he was entranced like when he was younger. Without a second thought, he pulled her into his arms, mumbling a "Thank You" into her silky navy hair. A thank you for giving him light back in his life, for showing him the truth and giving him a chance to earn his brothers forgiveness and love again.

Itachi wrapped his arms around me, I could feel the wetness from his eyes dripping onto my hair as he muttered a "Thank You." He let me cry on him and it's my turn to repay the favor. We stayed like that for who knows how long until finally he released me. There was no hint that he had cried or anything at all and I don't know how he does it, stupid perfect Uchiha genes. I was nervous and hot, ready to finally have the conversation I had been planning for months, I undid my cloak and slid it off my body. Itachi took a look at my clothing and his lips quirked up into a small smile. His long fingers grabbed the collar of the shirt and rubbed it between them.

"Shisui wore this outfit when I graduated the Academy, it's been a long time since I've seen anyone wearing Uchiha clothing."

"Yeah well until I can buy new clothes I'm stuck in baby Shisui clothing. He'd be having a field day if he could see me, I think my cheeks would be bruised at how much he would pinch them at this point." I couldn't stop thinking about the bright teasing grin shisui would be wearing as he cooed at me and paraded me off to everyone as his 'finally going to become and Uchiha Imouto.' Itachi's smile faded and he looked deadly serious.

"We can catch up later, why are you here?" He was staring at me, but his eyes were still hazy, there was only so much healing I could do for his eyes. The Sharingan is above any healing, I can take away the pain momentarily but I cannot stop him from going blind while keeping a Sharingan and I haven't yet found a way to let him and Sasuke both live and get the EMS. I took in a deep breath, running through each lie I have weaved to make sure my story works, I have been creating the perfect mix of truth and lies to make an unbreakable lie. Kakashi is not-surprisingly a great manipulator and liar and had been a big help, all I have to do is not fuck up executing everything perfectly.

"My first reason is I came to get you. I couldn't live with myself knowing you sacrificed everything for the sake of Sasuke and the village. You were being used and it's not fair. You are one of the kindest people ever and don't deserve anything Danzo and the Uchiha put you through, Shisui and Sasuke agree so they sent me to bring you the letters while they take care of that fuckstick Danzo back in the leaf." Itachi's fists clenched together tightly, the muscles in his jaw contracted as he grit his teeth, and his eyes were narrowed onto me, not in anger at me but at Danzo. He finally knows he was manipulated and everything he had to do and give up because of it, Danzo is good as dead. Itachi really is too noble for his own good, his curse of the Uchiha is he loves too hard and that is what makes him easy to manipulate for someone who is a master like Danzo or Madara. "My second reason is I am going to stop the Akatsuki from reviving the 10-tailed demon. Nothing good will come of it and will most likely result in every members death as well as the destruction of most of the world. I want to save the people in the Akatsuki, give everyone a chance at redemption and a way to have love and happiness." Itachi stopped me from talking, his hands were on my shoulders and his Sharingan was activated as he intensely made me stare at him.

"No, I'm not letting you do that. I promised Sasuke to keep you safe and you'll put yourself into danger trying anything with most of the other members. You are strong Hinata but you don't have the drive or the heart to lill like they do. They are killers, if you get in their way they will not hesitate to kill you."

"You don't know what you're talking about. I'm not the little girl you left behind. I'm a killer just like everyone here, just like you. I'm not afraid of them for that, as strong as everyone here is, I am just as strong. Either way, Someone being a killer doesn't define who they are. Saying other wise is bullshit to me, one of my closest friends, one of the people targeted by the Akatsuki is the one tails. He killed people for sport, to feel alive but now he's Kazekage. I gave him a second chance at life, at love and I want to do it for others too. I know a few of the members just got dealt shitty cards in life and that made them the way they are, so if I can do my best to change their fates and show them happiness they are missing, I will do my dammed best. You should understand this better than anyone else, you are one of those people Itachi!" My calm disposition faded throughout talking, by the end I was yelling at him full of a determined ferocity. He deactivated his Sharingan but never removed his hands from my shoulders. The pads of his fingers were squeezing harshly into my shoulder and was probably going to leave bruises. He closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, the warmth of his sweet breath fanned my face. Whenever I got this passionate about something, he knew there was no changing my mind.

"Foolish little hime." He poked the center of my forehead with his pointer and index finger. "As soon as I think you are in danger, I'm getting you out." My face was warm with the action, he hadn't done it in so long and the last time someone had poked me like that was after Sasuke and I…

"Deal!" My fist punched into the air in excitement. Itachi smiled softly, the tenseness in his body was lacking, he looked more relieved then he had since before the massacre. He looked slightly sad and pensive, but he didn't have that harsh look about him right now, he was just 'Tachi. "Ok just in case you don't know, here's the preface to the final reason I'm here." My voice came out colder than I wanted, it was quivering and I had to bite my lip to continue talking. I was angry but talking about it made me feel that horrifying overwhelming fear I tried so hard to rid myself of. My chest was tightly constricting and my mouth filled with the taste of iron as I bit through the skin in my lip. The warm liquid coated my tongue and dripped down my chin and onto my shaking hands. The influx of pain made my mind clear up slightly and Itachi's cool fingers found their way to my mouth, pulling my lip free. He wiped the blood from my face and cleaned his hands off on his cloak. He was silently observing me, letting me gather my bearings without forcing anything though I knew he had a million questions.

"It's about Orochimaru right?" His low voice rang out in a familiarity of kindness, the same that helped me through my mother's death. It's been so long and we both changed so much but everything stood still for a moment and I felt safe, that comforting feeling of home I'd been missing for the few months I have been gone.I flashed Itachi a thankful smile and finally, for the second time in my life , fully explained everything that happened when I was kidnapped by Orochimaru and what ensued after. I didn't cry, not even once but the tremors that had finally ceased at the thought of Kabuto ran through my body while I remembered every gruesome detail and the moment when I was at my breaking point. The black haired man in front of me said nothing, his face was void of emotion the entire time I talked, the only assurance I had that he was listening was his hands squeezing mine whenever I would tremble too much. We were sitting in front of one another, so close his knees were touching mine as we sat on the hard floor. I bit my lip once more, welcoming the pain. My eyes stared into his and he could have sworn they flashed red with hate.

"He took my dad, they all took so much time to come and save me and Orochimaru took my dad after everything else he put me through. I was so weak, so useless and he took him! I'm going to find my dad and kill that fucking snake asshole for all the shit he has put me and everyone else through. No matter how hard I've tried, I can't find him anywhere. The only person I know who would know where he is, is Sasori so I'm going to do whatever Sasori wants to get to Orochimaru." The pad of Itachi's thumb brushed across my wrist, feeling the jagged scarring from one of the few spots where Kabuto's knife stabbed through and he didn't bother to heal it. The few scars he decided to leave on my body were put there to remind me of weakness, at first they made me cringe but now they are a reminder of what I'm fighting for. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine, I could see every crevice in his face, every line on parted his lips, the endless inky black hues of his dark eyes.

"Itachiiii-kunn have you seen… oh there you are Hinata-chan." A childish male voice sang out to us. Itachi stood up and moved in front of me, glaring down Tobi. "Ohh, Itachi-kun is making his scary face at Tobi. Hinata-chan Tobi has been looking for you, he thought Itachi-kun was going to be mad at you for hitting him but Tobi was wrong. Itachi-kun looks like he loooovves Hinata-chan." Itachi growled and I know for sure now that Obito playing as Tobi has the most fun trolling people, he can do and say whatever he wants like a child just to piss people off and they just let him. Even if Itachi knows who he is, he can't do anything and that gives Tobi so much power to do whatever he pleases. I hate to admit it but it's kind of hilarious and I hope that if I can save him, he'll keep a bit of this childlike happiness in his heart forever. He danced around Itachi, his entire body wiggling and thrashing in the most unnatural ways. Even with his wild flailing, each muscle movement he did still was unable to fully hide the deadly shinobi behind it, and that scared me. He is one of the people I'm positive I would not be able to defeat if it really came down to fighting.

"I'm ok Tobi, thank's for making sure. You really are a good boy!" I smiled softly at him, glad for the break of the seriousness of the moment Itachi and I had shared. He clapped his hands together then put them on his cheeks, wiggling his hips and having flowers form behind him. I was entranced at the sight.

"Hinata-chan thinks Tobi is a good boy, Tobi is so happy! Tobi is going to steal Hinata-chan from Itachi-kun because Tobi is a good boy!" He raised his pointer finger in the air like he discovered the cure to cancer. "Oh Tobi can't forget, Hinata-chan it's dinner time and then you have to spar with someone to see how strong you are." Tobi scooped me up in his arms and started running down the winding hallways made of rock. I tried to memorize the path but failed, hopefully someone can help me later so I can grab my stuff from Itachi's room. "Tobi thinks Hinata-chan should spar with Hidan because Hidan can't get killed no matter how much you hit him. Hidan is kind of scary and he talks like a bad boy so maybe Hinata-chan should fight somebody nicer." We went past the living room where I first entered the hideout and moved through one more hallway before we were in a kitchen with a dining table. I'm surprised they all eat together, but I'm guessing its few and far between when everyone is in the same hideout. As an even bigger shock Deidara was wearing a deep orange apron and Hidan was wearing a blood red apron against his shirtless self while they were surrounded by various pots and pans having a screaming match.

"Shut your goddamned hole you atheistic bastard, we're not eating any of that fucking nasty ass vegetable shit. They will ruin the spare rib!" Hidan's loud voice rang out, echoing against the rock as he swing his tongs around like it was his scythe. Deidara turned from his pot of what looked to be Kinpira Gobo and got closer to Hidan, his hands stuffing themselves into his clay pouches.

"Nobody but you is dumb enough to just eat spare rib, yeah. My food is art, an explosion of flavors. You're lucky I'm even letting you in the kitchen to cook when I could have just made Bakudan un. Now shut the hell up or I'll turn you into a masterpiece, I have no more patience for you!" Deidara's voice was deep but it boomed (A/n pun only slightly intended) as he yelled and looked ready to blow Hidan to kingdom come.

"Not everything is about your fucking shitty art you damn tranny!" I looked up at Tobi with one of my eyebrows raised in questioning. He looked away from his perfect sempai and back down to me, letting out an adorable giggle.

"Deidara-sempai and Hidan fight a lot but they cook Tobi good food so Tobi let's them be bad boys." I placed my head back against his beating heart (I'm totally not enjoying the feeling of being carried like a damn royal) and patted his chest. My eyes were opened fully and I looked up at his swirly mask through my lashes, man he likes food too and I have hot boys to cook it for me. This might not be so terrible after all.

"Words after my won heart Tobi, I gotta love a fellow food lover."

"Yay Hinata-chan likes Tobi!" Tobi's loud, excited screeching being higher pitched than both of the fighting chefs made it stand out enough to grab both of their attention, them finding a common enemy worse than each other to yell at.

"SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH TOBI!" They yelled in perfect unison, snapping their heads over to where we were standing. "What the fuck are you doing to the hot bitch Tobi, why the fuck is she with you?"

"Tobi was looking for Hinata-chan to eat dinner with Tobi and friends since she is Tobi's partner. Tobi found Hinata-chan in Itachi-kun's room being hugged by Itachi-kun like Tobi hugs Deidara-sempai to show Tobi loves Deidara-sempai and when Itachi-kun saw Tobi he got super scary so Tobi saved Hinata-chan from scary Itachi-kun to come get the yummy food that Deidara-sempai makes." All of the attention was put on me at the news. Man, these two are the ones I didn't need finding out about that yet. Kisame was cool about it and Sasori is well Sasori, but Deidara hates all Uchiha with a passion and Hidan has an issue with most non-Jashinists, Itachi and his 'too cool for school' attitude high on that list. Getting them to join my side per-say is most likely going to be harder now if Tobi never keeps his mouth shut. He was really funny until it fucks with my plans. Deidara's face turned into a dirty scowl full of hate at the mention of Itachi, his blue eye was staring right into me. Hidan on the other hand kept his (super sexy) arrogant smile on his face like nothing fazed him.

"That Uchiha fucker has nothing on me, I'll kill him if I need to. I'm not worried about that dick stealing you away, you're going to be my hot bitch. I saw you fucking murder those pussies in that sexy display of blood and gore, we're cut from the same damn cloth of bloody chaos and lord-Jashin has accepted my sacrifices in prayer to make you my fucking bitch who'll become another vessel of destruction for Lord-Jashin." My jaw practically dropped to the floor at Hidan's statement. I honestly didn't know what to expect from him and I thought his comments earlier were just to get a reaction or whatever but him praying to Jashin for my to be his…what. the. fucking hell. Did him watching my brutal battle between Kidomaru really enthrall him that much that he's convinced I'm the one for him and a perfect candidate to serve Jashin. That scares me more than it should, I don't know how to handle a situation like this, this might complicate everything more than it needs to. I was thinking Hidan might be the one whose hardest to convince, him only wanting to kill and sacrifice but this is definitely nothing close to anything I was expecting. What the hell did I get myself into with Hidan?!

"Yeah I have literally no words for that, a newfound experience for me but uhh yeah…" I turned away from Hidan and looked towards Deidara. "So Deidara, its pretty cool you can cook and all, I bet it will be flavorful cuz you like explosions of everything and the flavor will be exploding and like I'd love to chat with you about art and eat but I really need to talk to Sasori, can you help me with that?" I finally was able to get out of Tobi's baby hold and he ran over to Deidara, attempting to latch onto his sempai's side.

"Damn right my cooking is art, and Art is an Explosion! Why should I help someone who is with an Uchiha and their cursed eyes un?" He spat out at me after his wild grin about his art, he really is a fanatic. It's kind of adorable, he's like Naruto with Hokage but like more sinister and a mr-artsy-splode-boy instead. My lips twisted into a mischievous grin and I clasped my hands together and winked. Deidara's sharp crystalline blue eye narrowed in anticipation, his lips were pressed in a firm line and his slightly softer jawline was tense, and his hands were on his hips as he waited for what I was going to say.

"How about I tell Sasori your art is better than his? I'd love to get him to flip out and siding with you for the moment is perfect. Plus as cool and useful as his puppets are, they are super fucking creepy and I'd rather watch them blow up than stare down any more horrifying puppets." The blonde bomber's lips went from a boyish mischievous smirk to a full blown prideful grin, his visible eye crinkling in glee as I finished my proposition. His tongue ran over his lips, his grin widening even more.

"Hinata hmm, you really are something else; I'll help you. When Sasori Danna decides to kill you, I'll make sure you die as a beautiful piece of fine art, a fleeting moment, an explosion un!" He was glowing with an odd sense of sincerity, I guess I should be thankful that even if he knows I'm friends with Itachi he's willing to make my death 'beautiful,' maybe we can actually get along, he seems like the type of person I'd have a blast doing crazy shit with. I don't have Kiba right now for anything reckless so hopefully I can fulfill my desires with Deidara. The grin dropped and his brows furrowed into a scowl, which really looked more like a pout but thats besides the point. "Tobi un, go be useful for once and get everyone for dinner, make sure Danna actually comes so he can talk to the suicidal girl, yeah." Tobi jumped up from his spot sitting on the counter, swinging his legs and humming, and gave a large thumbs up to the pissy blonde.

"Of course Deidara-Sempai, Tobi will do anything Deidara-Sempai asks of Tobi because Tobi is a good boy and loves his Sempai!" Tobi's body melted into a swirl (his Kamui was efficient and absolutely something I would give an arm and a leg for) and he went to go fetch everyone for the food that smelled mouthwateringly amazing, man Hidan was the last person I thought could cook but by the smell and look of his short ribs, he is amazing. I put my elbows on the counter and rested my chin in my hands as I watched them mesmerizingly move around the kitchen cooking and plating the food. Hidan was yelling something, getting annoyed responses form Deidara but I was too focused on a question that had been plaguing my mind, Deidara is so hot but his sexuality is always questioned and I needed to know the answer to whether not he and Sasori were together so I posed it in the only way I knew how.

"So Deidara, when did you Sasori and Tobi start having threesomes?" Deidara turned to look at me as he dropped his spatula, my eyes were half lidded and I was wearing a shit-eating grin but there was no hint of teasing, I was honest in my question and he knew it, pissing him off. Hidan was bellowing out a laugh, hunched over as he held at his stomach from the force of his laughing.

"You hear that tranny boy, I told you, you all were fucking gay." Hidan's striking fuchsia eyes locked onto mine and he gave me a salacious smirk as he purposefully flexed his muscles when grabbing his Jashin necklace. "Damn hot bitch I didn't know I could love you anymore but I do, Lord-Jashin brought me a damn good mate." He stalked over to me, his tall ass body shadowing mine as he towered over my hunched form. I stood up to my full height and tried to get away from the grey haired man but he caged me in with his large arms, pressing me up against the counter.

"Well damn, I was expecting you to be all Jack the Ripper not Dick Grayson."

"Who fuck are those assholes with stupid names?" He looked thoroughly confused at my statement of people that don't exist. It was that same dumbfounded look that everyone wore when I mentioned people and it never ceased to amuse me.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I stuck my tongue out and shrugged, pushing him off from caging me in. Itachi walked into the room looking stoic as ever as he took in his surroundings. Deidara tensed up instantly and shot him a glare, Hidan didn't pay him any attention as he was still looking at me in confusion.

"No shit, that's why I fucking asked." He rolled his eyes.

"Its a rhetorical question. Anyways ask him" I pointed my finger at Itachi.

"Uchiha, who the fuck is Dick Grayson?" Itachi's red eyes met mine and his lips did their best not to smirk, he knew what I was talking about after my endless ranting about the robins and their stories. Itachi thought they were made up, but he at least knew what I was referencing, this was one of our things, Itachi listened to every hero I told stories about and we could use them as a secret language that never seemed to not confuse other people. We had fun talking in our code sometimes, only a few people even knew the gist of it.

"Robin or Nightwing?" My eyes twinkled in happiness that he remembered, and the new people in the room were looking between us in confusion trying to decipher the code of what we were saying.

"Nightwing." Itachi scowled at Hidan, his red eyes shining brightly. Itachi knew how often I said Nightwing was amazing but a sexy ass man whore at times when he moved on from his persona as Robin so me calling Hidan that, he instantly knew why I was calling him that and I knew he was just as confused at the development as I was. From the information I had gathered, the way of Jashin made people celibate with non-jashinsits making them spend no time on relationships so I was confused on why Hidan seemed so intent on flirting, or whatever he was doing, with me. Hidan opened his mouth to say something as he and Deidara put the food out for people to eat but was interrupted by a flailing orange masked man child who was being followed by an annoyed looking Sasori.

"Look Deidara-sempai, Tobi brought Sasori-kun like a good boy…. Ohh the food is ready, Tobi is hungry!" Tobi grabbed a plate and stacked it high with every possible food and jumping into a seat at the farthest end of the table. Everyone followed his lead, putting food on their plates and sitting down none of them looking too thrilled to be eating with one another. As soon as food was on my plate, I was pulled to sit next to Sasori, Hidan quickly taking my other side before Itachi could. I propped up one of my knees and rested my arm on it, turning to Sasori as I chewed the tender short rib. He was staring at me with the same glassy eyes, his thoughts running rampant on what I was going to tell him. He was impatient and sick of waiting for answers, ready to beat them out of me if necessary.

"So have you figured out what I want yet?"

"It has something to do with my old partner yes?" His boyish features stayed lifeless as he spoke, the only change was the cock of his brow.

"Ding ding ding we have a winner. I'll tell you what. You tell me where that snake fucker Orochimaru's lairs are since I know you know, and I'll let you in on why I know everything about you when you know so little about me." Our conversation got everyones attention and they were all listening, it seemed nobody here liked Orochimaru either, perfect. Sasori had accepted my proposal before I even gave it but he wanted more information anyways. The surface information he had on the two leaf members in the Akatsuki was unsatisfactory at best and he needed to know more about us, me especially. He wanted to know how my mind worked, he needed that fro everyone as a contingency if he wanted to kill us all and make puppets, or at least to just not be in the dark. He was a man that never wanted to be in the dark about anything, he always had to be in the know.

"And what's a brat like you going to do with the information I give you?" His head cocked slightly to the side, it fit too perfect with his doll-like features.

"What else, I'm going to rip his head off." Sasori smirked, his lidded eyes coming to life in pure amusement. Everyone was staring at me in levels of amusement and shock, interested that the 'little girl' is so confident about killing a serpent like Orochimaru.

"A shitty brat like you isn't going to gain his attention in the slightest. Killing his underlings is one thing but getting to Orochimaru himself is a different game, how are you going to get to him?" Kakuzu was the one to speak this time, his voice was low and extremely condescending, his red and green eyes were staring at me like I was an idiot.

"Oh how wrong you are, I've had Orochimaru's interest since we first met. He's kidnapped me before and won't hesitate to take me in again. I know that my killing his dogs let him know what I want, he'll be waiting for me. My plan is simple really, I'm going to waltz into each and every hideout he has until I find him and then I'll kill him." My smile was slightly blood thirsty and the people who had met me before were all taken aback at the dark edge to it. It seemed out of place on my princess-like features.

"I like the way you think babe, I'll back you up and sacrifice all the fuckers that show up. Lord-Jashin will be more than pleased at the bloodshed." His arm was strung across my lithe shoulders carelessly but I ignored him as I never broke eye contact with the ancient man whose (kind of super fucking dope) mouth stitches were on full display as he ate.

"You are one arrogant brat." Kakuzu still spoke condescending, but there was a lilt of respect in his voice, he thought I was an idiot who is going to get myself killed but respected me for my ballsiness.

"It's one of my greatest qualities." Or one of my worst, I'm still deciding on which one it is, it has saved my ass a few times but has also gotten me in loads of trouble in others. My arrogance is usually accompanied by my fear and that ends up in me saying stupid things that either benefit me the way I'm hoping or make everything worse for myself. I took a large bite of my food and Kakuzu and I ended out stare down. Sasori looked agitated and as soon as I finish eating I'm going to be dragged to his room and we're going to have a chat. I need his information and whatever it takes to get it, I will. Another question I had been waiting to ask for ages rushed to the foreground of my mind. "Hey Kakuzu, Hidan is immortal and can't die from any bodily harm and you steal the hearts of people and use their abilities as well as gaining extra lives so what if you took Hidan's heart as one of your own. Wouldn't that make you both immortal then? I mean theoretically at least. The most you would probably have to do to make it work is give Hidan a heart transplant if he has to have blood pumping, but its possible that all you would need to do is stitch up the cavity in his chest and boom, instant immortality." (A/N I've been wondering this forever and this would be so fucking cool if it would work. I'm pretty sure it would and that would be sick.) All eyes were on me once again and Kakuzu's odd colored eyes widened when I finished talking. His stitched lips stretched into a smirk and his shoulders started shaking, which turned into full blown chuckling. The vibrations from his deep laugh shook through the dining area and I'm pretty sure I just made a new best friend with someone almost 80 years my senior.

"I like you shitty brat, you're intelligent beyond your years. When we met I thought you were another idiot like my blockheaded partner."

"And I thought your blockheaded partner was a male prostitute but appearances can be deceiving." He smirked once more and went back to his eating, I'm pretty sure Hidan's going to be pissed when he finally understands what is going on, and there is a high possibility Kakuzu is going to become a true immortal soon. That might be a really bad thing, but right now it seems to be a good thing, Kakuzu is probably going to be the easiest to save although he is low priority. Money and his like of intelligent people are what I can hopefully provide and with that after some time hopefully he'll want to be saved and stop trying to destroy the world while in the illusion of saving it. Plus if I can, if HIdan joins me in killing Orochimaru chances are Kakuzu will too and having a powerhouse like him on my side is a win for whatever the happens.

"Hey what the fuck! I'm not putting my heart in that greedy old bastard's chest! And who the fuck are you calling a blockhead you assholes."

After dinner Sasori wasted no time in rushing me off to his room to chat. That put us here, awkwardly staring at one another as he waited, rather agitated I might add, for me to spill my secrets or whatever. His room was more or less exactly what I expected, instead of a bed there was a metal table thing and a bunch of tools next to it which was probably for creating his human puppets or something. In the corner of his room there was a table with a neat stack of books and covered beakers all lined up by the color of the liquid sitting in them. There were also a few poisonous plants that lived in the darkness sitting on the desk and on some of the other surfaces in the room. In a lone corner, there was the Hiruko puppet in all its creepy ass glory. When I finally decided to look back at the redhead, he was tapping his fingers impatiently and his lidded chocolate-y eyes were glaring at me. He looked ready to stab me and if I didn't start talking soon he probably would.

"So um…" I chuckled awkwardly not really knowing where to start with the conversation. "What do you want to know exactly?" He leaned back in his chair, keeping his unblinking eyes trained on me.

"How do you know so much about me and the rest of the Akatsuki?"

"Oh thats easy, I saw it." I internally cackled like a madman at how real my statement really is, man if only he knew. Sasori was dissatisfied with my answer if the huff and kind of scary glare he sent me meant anything.

"Elaborate, I won't give you what you want until you explain." I laid on my stomach on the floor, propping my elbows up and laying my hands in my palms so I could look Sasori in the eye as I talked.

"Well its pretty simple. Since I was a kid, I've seen these flashes of memories that played out kind of like a movie. At first I was confused because they came at random but when I was around 8 and the Uchiha massacre over, I was finally able to piece everything together. I was seeing bits of the past and future of the world and the people who I saw or at least lived through their memories or whatever all had important parts to play in the shaping of the future. Distinguishing past versus present was difficult so I never truly knew what was going to happen and when, it was more like I got to see information on people that influenced the world so I decided I needed to meet them all. The problem with my dreams or visions or whatever the fuck they are is that there is one set timeline and the things that I've changed purposely or not has made the timeline I saw different so now, other than knowing about people's lives I know nothing else." Sasori's expression stayed unchanging throughout my explanation (which props to me because it was so honest while still being a lie) and he was impossible to read. It was slightly unnerving at how blank he was, there was nothing and it was my first time experiencing someone that I couldn't figure out ANYTHING from. I don't even know if he believes me or not and honestly I don't now if I can take on Sasori without help. Finally his lips parted and his eyes widened, drilling a hole into my skull.

"That is the most unbelievable thing I've ever heard. It is so inconceivable that I think it can't be anything but true. There is no explanation for why you know so much, yo haven't left your village enough and nobody has escaped from me in order to spill any of the information you have on me or any other Akatsuki." His fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he contemplated deeply. He had many answers swirling in his head before I started talking and my answer was not even close to any theories he had come up with, but with all the investigating he had put in, the answer fit in an imperfect, perfect way. He felt as though his jump to eternal knowledge slipped through his fingers, the so called 'visions' I was having were impossible to give to anyone else and Sasori's above average brain was able to figure that out instantly, if it was possible and others had that information they would use it differently than I have, there would be no war only one supreme power but that hasn't happened.

"You just get more and more aggravating little girl." His cold eyes stared at me with some kind of desire and not the good kind. "What have you seen about me?"

"Your parents were killed by the White Fang and that forced you into living with your Grandmother Chiyo but you just wanted the love of your parents so you made puppets of them. Some other non important things. Oh, and I saw how you died." The last statement made Sasori freeze, he died? After working so hard on making the perfect un-killable body it seemed unfathomable.

"Die?"

"Yeah you finished killing one of my best friends and the people who came to get him back ended up fighting you and Deidara. You fought against a girl named Sakura and your grandmother and could have won but you decided to let them kill you in the end and boom, you were dead but that's not going to happen anymore so I guess its fine." Sasori's brows scrunched together and he looked perplexed either at the idea of him essentially killing himself or fighting his grandmother. It was the most expression I've seen on him (other than annoyance because he always seems to be annoyed).

"What did you change?" Sasori was more and more interested in the conversation, everything I was saying helped him understand things but it also confused him more because he was trying to figure out my thought process with everything, jokes on him. I don't even know why I do things sometimes.

"Well Sakura is dead for starters after she joined Orochimaru, I'm on the team that was the one who killed you this time, and because I'm apart of the Akatsuki now I refuse to let you die. I want to give you and everyone else a second chance before they meet the same fate as what I've seen." Sasori leaned forward to study me, his fingers traced around my brow, softly moving over my cheeks and lips then down to my jawline. He was so concentrated I just let him be.

"You, you are a brat,"

"Well fuck you too puppet man." He ignored me to finish speaking.

"You are an aggravating little shit that I can't figure out but one day I will figure out how you work and then I will turn you into my puppet." I smiled cheekily and he removed his hands from my face.

"Good luck with that, I can't even figure myself out so you're going to have a hell of a time trying to do it." Sasori got up and walked over to his desk, pilling out a scroll that was sitting with his books, he tossed it to me and it fit snugly in my grip. I cocked my head to the side slightly. "What's this?"

"Are you that much of an idiot?"

"Maybe?…" It came out as a question and I could tell he was getting annoyed with me.

"It's a map of where all of Orochimaru's known hideouts are. Now get out of my room, you've tested my patience enough for now." I hopped up onto my feet, clenching the scroll in my hands like it was a lifeline. This is it, exactly what I needed to get my father back.

"Thanks, oh and by the way. Deidara is right, his form of art is better than yours." Before he had a chance to react, I hightailed it out of his room to look for someone who could show me where the fuck I'm supposed to sleep so I can put my stuff away and get ready for my spar. I turned the corner quickly and crashed into a large and sturdy frame. I stumbled back a few steps and looked up into the blue face of a smirking shark boy. "Hey Kisame, perfect I was looking for someone to help me. I need to get my stuff from Itachi's room and I need to find my room. Oh yeah Tobi also said I'm supposed to spar with somebody so I need Hidan or something." Kisame chuckled, his sharp teeth on full bad ass display with his grin.

"Sure kid, lets go. I'm pretty excited to see you fight, you don't look like much so lets see what you got." My lips spread into a shit eating grin as I walked besides the giant man.

"You're going to be so amazed you'll bow down and admit I'm a better water user than you." His grin turned slightly sadistic in an I'm going to fight you and kick your ass for talking smack kind of way.

"You got a big mouth kid, you better back it up or I'll shred you to ribbons for talking like that."

"Oh I will, you may be a chakra monster but my control and technique is top notch, even Zabuza-sempai said I'm better than him."

"If that little demon punk was willing to put aside his ego for that then you must have some skill." Kisame helped me get my stuff and showed me my room as well as a tour of the main hideout. During the tour we talked about Zabuza and I explained how I got him to join Konoha and all of our adventures. The giant shark man was thoroughly amused at Zabuza's shitty job (in his opinion) at being my protector. Kisame told me about what Zabuza was like as a kid and he was such a little angsty shit who liked blood and stabbing people. When we finished putting all of my stuff away, Kisame helped me find Hidan's room while he went to get everyone else to watch the spar.

I raised my hand and knocked on the door.

"Who the fuck is there?" A voice yelled out from inside.

"Hinata, open up you and I are gonna spar!" There was loud and wild cackling and the door to his room was flung open revealing Hidan with no shirt, his Jashin pendant was on full view, and his hair was not slicked back. The gray locks draped around his face and there was a slight sheen of sweat glistening on his rock hard abs.

"Oi hot bitch you came at the perfect time. I just finished my prayers to Lord Jashin." He leaned against the doorway and ran his hands through his hair, licking his lips and flashing me a smirk. "You want to spar me instead of those other bastards because I'm the damn greatest. Your ass really does know the way to my fucking heart."

"Uh no actually I want to spar you because you're the one whose immortal." He pushed himself off the wall and took a large step towards me.

"Din't fucking lie, I know you damn well you want me." He threw his arm over my shoulder, his magenta eyes never leaving mine. "Lets fucking go to the arena and unleash your chaos. Those goddamned idiots won't know what hit 'em." Hidan kind of scares me in a way I didn't know possible, nobody has ever openly flirted with me in such a serious manner and it's more stressful than I thought. Even with that, he is kind of hilarious and his random yelling, ranting, and foul mouth amuses me to none other. My heart was beating quickly and my whole body was humming in excitement for a high-caliber spar. No worrying about killing or being filled with anger or having to protect anyone, I can just let loose and feel the momentum and exhilaration of a fight. I think Hidan is feeling just as pumped as I am for a spar, just from our few hours together, his incessant talking shows that other than Jashin, he likes to spar too, he finds the thrill in an exciting fight. "I can taste your blood on my lips already. You may not be getting divine punishment but when we're done, you're going to look as fucking hot as you did when I first saw you. Lord Jashin will be pleased." He laughed loudly and tightened his grip on me. Thats so many levels of creepy and I hate that it doesn't even phase me at this point. What the fuck kind of world do I live in where someone wanting to fight me taste my blood in a creepily romantic way isn't even in the top 10 weirdest things I've experienced anymore.

"Coming from you that's endearing in a creepy psycho vampire kinda way, so uh thanks?" I nudged him slightly (totally not leaving a bruise or anything) and he shoved me back, running ahead with me trailing behind as we laughed on the way to the training room. "DON'T LET THAT TAKE AWAY FROM THE FACK THAT I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!"

"YOU FUCKING WISH HOT BITCH!" We finally made it to an exit of the hideout and when I went outside I was amazed at the training grounds. It was a wide space surrounded by trees and a lake in the most picturesque scenery but that wasn't what was amazing. There was a wall of different weapons and seal tags with tons of targets and dummies around the training area. It was a perfect mix of Shinobi and peace, it was beautiful and when there is a full moon reflecting off the lake it is going to be one of the most peaceful places to sit and relax. My eyes were glowing with excitement at the area, this is going to be where I spend a lot of time when not on missions. "Sup fuckers." Hidan's greeting brought me away from the scene and I noticed there were other people around me. Kakuzu, Kisame, Itachi, Deidara, Tobi, and Zetsu were all sitting on rocks, in tree branches, or on a flying bird (Deidara) waiting for us to spar. No surprise Sasori isn't here, he's probably still annoyed with me. I'm guessing this is how I prove myself to be worthy as a member which means I need to assert my strength, most of them recognize you by your strength and because of that I need to prove myself strong if I want anyone to listen to anything I have to say. Itachi walked up to Hidan snd they had a small stare down the Uchiha glowering while Hidan smirked smugly.

"You try to sacrifice her and I promise to make you wish you could die."

"If I'm going to sacrifice anyone it's going to be a damned to hell prick like you first." I walked past the testosterone fest, smiling that Itachi is still protective even when he wants to say he's not and headed to the member I have yet to meet. The person I am most wary about in the Akatsuki, even more than Tobi. I mean, he fucked the whole world since the times before Hidden Villages and basically manipulated every big 'villian' until the end of Kaguya, someone with brains like that is definitely smarter than me and will probably hinder my plans of saving everyone. I stood in front of the black and white venus flytrap dude who was sticking half of his body out of a tree, his yellow eye watching me carefully.

"Hi/ What do you want?" Black and white Zetsu's voices rang out at the same time. White Zetsu sounds like a boy who hasn't hit puberty yet and Black Zetsu has a deep and gruff, hostile voice that sounds annoyed at everyone.

"I wanted to see the person who had been following me for weeks in person." His visible yellow eye narrowed at me and I turned around before I ended up saying anything stupid. I grinned dangerously at Hidan, cracking my knuckled and then sliding on my gloves. "I'm fired up." Hidan removed his 3 bladed scythe off his back and swung it around effortlessly.

"Lets go bitch, show Lord Jashin what ya got." Hidan started sprinting towards me and when he was close enough, he swung and threw his scythe speeding in my direction. I did a back handspring out of the distance of the scythe and with a yank of the chain, it was back in the Jashinists firm grim. "Well shit, that was fast, this is gonna be so fucking fun!" Getting cut by his scythe is a no-no but I wan't to have some fun close combat before I might have to resort to any ninjutsu. I activated my Byakugan and moved my body into my Olympic style stance, bringing my feet and body into a dance-like position in a perfect spot for any directional movement.

"I have come here to chew bubble gum and kick ass… and I'm all out of bubble gum." I ran up to Hidan and began to throw various basic combo attacks to see how his body moved. He was quick and blocked well, but his inability to die made his defense somewhat lazy and he left his right side and left leg open for attacks. I feinted left and when he brought his arm up to block, I shifted my weight and aimed a blow to his right side. He barely moved in time to block with the end of his scythe and wrapped the chain around my hand, yanking and sending me flying with pure brute strength.

"That was a fucking close one!" I pushed myself off the ground and Hidan continued his forward assault. He wielded his Scythe with his right hand and I need to take that out. He attacks with no rhyme or reason, withy my olympic style I move so that it seems random but Hidan actually just fights however he wants and that alone makes him extremely dangerous.

Dodging the relentless strikes and follow-up's with his chain, he scratched under my eye and a few on my arms but I managed to get close to Hidan before he could lick it and with a forceful strike, I mixed my enhanced strength with the gentle fist and released my chakra as it made contact with his upper arm. The release of my gentle fist chakra was a large enough wave to stop the flow of chakra into that arm completely and releasing it like enhanced strength managed to not only cut the flow of chakra, there was a loud crack and Hidan's humerus was sticking out of his skin, leaving his arm dangling at an odd angle. I didn't mean to break his arm like that, trying to mix the two attacks is something I'm still working on and didn't know I added too much chakra into the hit. "Dammit fucking asshole, that hurts like a bitch." He attempted to move his arm and grab his scythe, not caring that his bone was just sticking out like that but was incapable of getting his hand to react at all. "Why the fuck can't I feel my arm!"

"I'm a Hyuga dipshit, disrupting your chakra is a specialty." Hidan picked up his scythe with his left hand, blood pouring down his right. His eyes were wide and crazed, a sinister grin on his lips. He brought his scythe to his lips and licked the blood off. The blood dripping from his arm he looked ready to make the Jashin symbol.

"FEEL THE FUCKING PAIN OF LORD JASHIN!"
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." My hands quickly made the hand signs for my water serpent. The snake head rose out of the lake and came rushing towards us, I carefully expelled chakra out of every point in my hand and electrified it, sticking it into the serpent. The whole thing lit up as it started conducting the blue lightning. Hidan finished his circle and looked ready to stab himself in the shoulder.

"You ready hot bitch?" Before the spear could fully puncture his skin, the water serpent surrounded him and I infused more of my chakra into it to keep the water together. I could feel the shock of lightning striking him go to me but I wasn't done. The electric snake lifted him off the ground and out of the circle, the pain ceased instantly but I still felt dizzy. I held him in the air for a few seconds before I could see his wild rushing Chakra mellow out to that of being knocked out. I released the jutsu and a soaking wet Hidan tumbled ungracefully to the ground.

I was panting hard and sat down, putting my hands over my face and chest to begin healing myself. The familiar light green came to my finger tips and a cooling sensation flooded my body as I sealed up the cuts and bruises, as well as the damage done from my lightning. Tobi was at my side as soon as I started healing.

"Wow Hinata-chan, you are really strong. And you can do medic stuff, thats AWESOME!" I shot him a grateful smile. Kakuzu walked up to the knocked out Hidan and kicked him a few times until he woke up. Something Kakuzu said pissed Hidan off and he started yelling, the sight of his hair all wet and fuzzy with his yelling and shitty arm was pretty funny and I couldn't stop the giggles that erupted from my chest. My laughing sent Tobi into a frenzy as well. When my body was healed, I got up on slightly shaky legs and sat besides Hidan.

"What the fuck do you want?" He was pouting, actually pouting because he lost! It was adorable and with his wet hair it looked like a little kid pouting from having to take a bath or something.

"I'm going to heal you." I took his broken arm and without giving him any time to fuss, I pushed down and snapped the bone back into place. My hands glowed green and I focused on mending the bone back together, the feeling of my chakra draining more fixing something that takes a lot of chakra output was beginning to settle and a light sweat was glistening on my brow. My tongue was sticking out of my mouth as I concentrated piecing the fragments and marrow back together and after a little while I had his arm fixed enough to just need a wrap for the next few days. "You're welcome! Sorry about breaking your arm like that!" I shouted to Hidan as I got up and quickly stumbled over to Kisame. "So Shark Boy did I impress you enough to want to fight or train me or both? It wasn't the best show of everything but like a magician never shows his tricks." I asked him, excitedly bouncing on my heels.

"Yeah Kid, you were impressive. When Itachi and I get back from our mission I'll see what you got in the water ninjutsu department." I threw my fist in the air before falling into the grass.

"Ah fuck I'm tired, mystic palm takes so much chakra." Kisame's laugh was teasing and his large hand came and ruffled my sweaty hair. Arms found their way around my body and I was lifted into the air, my lavender eyes met with the red Sharingan of Itachi's. "You know I can walk right."

"Yes…" His eyes softened slightly and my heart thumped in my chest as he moved me into one arm, using his fingers to poke my forehead before shifting back to holding me normally. "You've gotten stronger."

"I better fucking have or all that stupid training was a bust." I smiled goofily at him, sticking my tongue out. His long legs began striding back into the base and to the kitchen. He sat me on a chair and opened the fridge pulling out a box of Tri-colored Dango. He handed me one and took a bite of the one in his hand the happy childish look overtaking his features at his favorite food. "Man you're still a slut for dango." Itachi choked on his food slightly and gave me a glare, it had no weight because there was a faint red hue forming on his cheeks.

"And you still have no filter." I shrugged and took another bite of the sweet dumpling.

"So 'Tachi what's your mission you and Kisame are going on?"

"Iwa hired us to take out some missing nin that have been causing them problems. Leader-sama wants us to leave in an hour." A heavy weight latched onto my side and right before I hit the ground, I was being cradled much like a baby.

"Ahh Hinata-chan Tobi thinks you are so clumsy sometimes. OHHH is that Dango?" Tobi set me down and shoved the last bite of Dango through the bottom of his mask, swaying happily as he ate it. "Ohh Tobi almost forgot again! Hinata-chan and Tobi and Deidara-sempai have a super cool mission to go on together while Sasori-san is busy." I perked up at the team up, this is going to be an interesting mission. I missed Itachi's knuckles turning white as he gripped his fists together, he didn't like the Idea of leaving me alone with Madara after what happened the first time we met.

"Sounds like a blast. What's are we doing?" Tobi grabbed me in his arms and began to run once again, probably to find Deidara and inform us of what we are doing. We stopped outside Deidara's room and I thought Tobi was going to knock but instead we juts waltzed straight in the bomber's room. He was sitting at his desk kneading a large pile of white clay. His hair was all tied back and his cloak was gone, exposing the extremely toned form that his tight clothing showed.

"Deidara-Sempai Tobi is a good boy and brought Hinata-chan."

"Sasori-Danna took the most inopportune time to go out alone at least I can respect his views on Art but you Tobi, you are a nuisance un." He spoke mildly annoyed and didn't bother to look at either of us.

"Yeah nice to see you too Deidara." I scoffed and went to his side to watch his hands work their magic in making things out of clay. "Is this explosive too?" He took his eyes off the clay for a second, looking to meet mine then rolling his blue eyes.

"Of course un. What else would I do with clay, yeah."

"Oh I don't know, not blow it up." I leaned down to look closer at what he was building, it was a bird I couldn't name if my life depended on it. Up close it was extremely detailed down to the looks of feathers. It was beautiful. "Thats amazing, man thats so fucking cool can you teach me to mold clay even if I can't make it explode?"

"I guess since you're begging me to learn what true art is I can't turn you down un." Deidara slid over on the bench he was sitting on and I took a seat next to him ready to start.

"Wait Deidara-Sempai Hinata-Chan Tobi wants to learn art too but Leader-Sama gave us a super special mission so Deidara-Sempai can't teach art now."

"Fine Hinata-chan if you actually succeed in this mission I'll teach you the wonders of my art when we return. Tobi, give us the details then we'll leave, yeah." He sounded positively annoyed and ready to just kick Tobi out of his room. Man, I wonder what happened in their first meeting that made Deidara dislike Tobi so much, it's not like he knows Tobi has the Sharingan either, that would just set him off more.

"Tobi thinks Deidara-sempai should let Tobi help make a plan." Tobi spoke hastily and excitedly like he just couldn't wait to plan things with his precious bomber boy.

"No, I don't plan for things. As a great artist, I stay flexible to be ready for anything un. A plan takes away all the spontaneity, yeah." I rolled my eyes, the notion of not planning is slightly dumb. I get the whole expect the unexpected thing but at least having some idea of what you want the outcome to be is the best course of action for the most part. I guess that things change so often maybe trying it out this way with people like Deidara and Tobi might actually work out in my favor, they are pretty unpredictable. For the next few minutes Tobi informed us of the mission and I was purely dumbfounded at what we were hired to do.

"What the hell, can't Konan go on this mission, she's an actual woman!" I sighed and ran my hands through my hair at the thought of pretending to be some sleazy woman, it was hard enough doing it to get Jirobo but now I'm doing it again and am not even the one to complete the mission. I'm the distraction. I guess it is just to see how well I'll follow orders as my first shitty mission, a hazing or something. "Fine whatever but if anything goes wrong, I'm going to have both of your heads on a platter."

"Don't worry Hinata-chan Tobi will be a good boy and nothing bad will happen to Hinata-chan!" His promise felt sincere enough and I smiled. I'm putting my trust into the biggest liar and a suicidal bomber, how bad can this go.