This is Resurrected Muse here! And I got my own chapter! And lolz I wrote twice as much MarieXWhitlock. Anyway hope you like it and I don't spaz too much in my writing… Let's go!

Water rolled down my back, I never thought about how much taking a shower could hurt until now. Not sure if I was crying or not I thought about this insane day. Finally I finally felt clean enough to leave the shower, cringing, I wrapped a towel around me. The small bathroom connected to my room was surprisingly well stocked for only being five by ten. All my hygiene and first aid needs were already inside of the small towel closet. Like literally everything, even in my state of fluctuating shock, I recognized that most first aid stations weren't as well stocked as this bathroom.

Fucking god damn shinobi. If they can remember to put iodine and saline solution in their fucking bathrooms then there is no way I can out maneuver them.

Fuming I rummaged through the dresser, all the clothes were the same thing I wore early or shorts and tank tops clearly meant to be worn at night (or they must think I am whore). I grabbed a red tank top (the only fucking color besides black) and ninja pants. Glaring at the dresser I gave up on finding a jacket or something fucking normal to wear. Looking around the small room I saw a bookshelf, the bathroom door, the door outside, a desk, I finally spotted a smaller door right next to my bed. Yanking it open, my slowly building anger caused the hinges to groan, I almost slammed it back shut.

Those assholes really do think I'm a whore. All the pretty low cut dress, it made my skin crawl. Pushing past the dress (some of them were even tasteful) I finally found three hoodies. All of them black. I stuffed my arms through one of the hoodie's sleeves.

Fuck shinobi, fuck chakra, and fucking bitch slap whatever god I upset.

And to fucking top it off, Deidara, that asshole brought me to my room without telling me where to get bandages or food. I found the bandages now I just need to find some food. I can't risk getting my energy drained before tomorrow. I take a couple deep breaths to calm myself, angry will not help me out of this mess. I guess I'm going to have to find the kitchen (or at least I hope there is a kitchen).

Gingerly I tested the door knob and to my great surprise it turned. Smiling I thought maybe the gods don't hate me. As I marked my door with medical tape so I wouldn't accidently return to the wrong room.

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The gods hate me. I have been wondering this godforsaken place for what feels like hours to my tired muscles. (I have to admit it probably at most was an hour). And all the hallways look the fucking same.

Plus my head was pounding. I stopped to rest on a wall in a hallway particular devoid of doors, and massaged my temples trying to push back the pain. It had been randomly increasing and decreasing in intensity as I walked through the damp halls always walking downwards as to not meet Madara again. But as I rested on the cold stone walls I noticed that the aches in my head were moving. Like the more intense the pain the closer they are but as I thought about it, that wasn't entirely true. Some I could describe to be bigger.

My eyes flew open, I knew what my headaches were! I was subconsciously sensing chakra! I felt my smile grow, I could find Kisame with this and Itachi most likely wouldn't be far. I closed my eyes and tried to figure out which signature was the biggest.

I found him, "Hell ya!" I yelled out loud knowing no one was nearby, I even jumped in joy. He felt like he wasn't that far and was even in the hallway maybe six yards away. I broke into sprint hoping to catch Kisame. After about two or three yards Kisame's signature froze, damn ninja senses.

Well since he already senses (or more likely heard) I called out, "Hey stranger-san," knowing that he probably didn't know about the popular TV show he was on, "Please wait up!"

Kisame was insight now, tall, imposing, and blue with his head tilted to the side his yellow eyes boring into me. I could feel myself physically gulp as I slowed my pace. After a few agonizing seconds I stopped in front of him. And god-damn he was tall I had to crane my neck to see his face.

But I minded my manners and bowed, even though it made me almost shake with fear. But lucky my voice didn't waver, "I am sorry stranger-san but I am Sasori-sensei's new student, Yuki Camellia." Not knowing if I would be allowed to use my real name, but using that name felt weird, "And Deidara," I cringed at his name hoping with me being bend over Kisame wouldn't see, "-senpai forgot to direct me to the kitchen." I came up from the bow and as sweetly as I could, "I was wondering if you could direct me?"

Kisame quizzically stared at me and for a few long moments I was tempted to look at his aura to see if he was about to attack. Just as I was about to thou Kisame started to laugh, "Of course," making it very clear what he thought of my situation, "he forgot to." His sharp teeth beaming at me, "Little ice demon let me show you the way." Kisame started to walk the way I came, "You must have no sense of direction because it's a door down from your room." Deidara is such a bastard.

I must have made a face because Kisame laughed again, "Hate each other already? Don't worry little demon, Hoshigaki Kisame will be your friend." Kisame flashed a smile at me that would have been dashing, if you know, he wasn't six foot blue with a side of sharkie-ness.

But I knew that Kisame wasn't threatening me in that moment so I smiled back, "Thank you for your kindness Hoshigaki-san." I showed more teeth on my smile, "I am sure we'll be the best of friends."

Kisame laughed again, this time fluffing my hair, "You're too uptight, call me Kisame Cam-chan."

I pouted finally feeling for the first time since arriving that I wasn't going to die, "My name is Camellia," then stressing the next word, "Kis-kun." Out of habit I puffed my cheeks out, "And I am plenty fun when the time calls for it."

And of course Kisame just laughs again, actually pushing my head down this time he bellows out, "Whatever you say, Cam-chan."

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It took us thirty minutes at Kisame slightly (ahem deadly pace) to pass my room and then reach the kitchen with only one door between the two rooms. Kisame held open the door for me, arm arching over my head. "Here you go Dem-Cam-chan."

I rolled my eyes he was worse than Lyssa in coming up with new creative nicknames for me. Sadly for my poor name it only took about five minutes for Kisame to explain why he was calling me little demon. Apparently people thought the Yuki clan descended from demons and was known for mental illness.

The kitchen was a large kitchen with enough room for six people to work comfortably and it was fully stocked. Attached to the kitchen through an archway was a dining room with two four person tables and a sixteen person table behind it. The dining room also held a cabinet for all the dishes. The whole sight made me wish I had more cooking prowess.

"Thank you for leading me here Kis-kun." Kisame smirked, "And if you don't mind basic cooking would you join me for a bite?"

….

Currently I was leaning against the archway watching Kisame prepare a simple miso soup. He decided that all the dishes I suggested were 'strange' and I could also tell my apprehension in the kitchen once I saw the ingredients at hand. So Kisame decided it was best to just cook.

Kisame started to pour the soup into the bowls. I thank him and we ate in silence, but I could tell he wanted to say something.

….

After the meal and as I was washing the dishes Kisame rummage through a side closet I didn't notice earlier. "So," Kisame drawled as he followed me to the first table, "Since I showed you the way and made dinner it's only fair that you share a few drinks with me."

I raised my eyebrow not feeling any bad intentions yet, "And what do you assume will come of me drinking?"

Kisame slyly smiled at me, "Not what you're thinking Demon-chan. It's just Itachi stalked you and Yumi-chan for a few weeks before you know." He even had the decency to scratch his head in embarrassment, "And he implied that you could even keep up with me on drinking."

I had just put the last dish on the rack to dry and it was now my turn to look embarrassed. I felt the blood rush to my face, "Ah I do like to drink sometimes but I have my second day of training tomorrow so can we drink another night Monster-kun?" Before he could argue I added, "After I get assigned my first mission I'll drink you under the table then?"

Kisame barked, "Girl you got yourself a deal." We shook hands on our deal and parted. As soon as I set an alarm and my head hit the pillow I was fast asleep.

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The alarm woke me up at four o'clock to ensure that I wouldn't be late. Before I headed to the kitchen I stretched out my sore body. Fuck, I swear every single muscle was screaming along with all the cuts I received yesterday.

I walked to the kitchen, I think I'm going to make pancakes. I saw that they had everything for them and I can whip up banging pancakes in twenty minutes. Plenty of time to still be early to my doom.

Opening the door I rolled my neck out of habit. But I stopped halfway through the roll and quickly closed the door. Hidan and Kanzu were trying to kill each other blood splashed all over the dining area.

Green in the face I decided to quickly hurry to the training clearing. I was so disturbed that I started to katas to clear my head of the gory scene. As I got back into the swing of them I lost myself to the warm-up. Once I was re-centered I moved on to stretches because my muscles still protested movement.

Dawn was slowly creeping in the sky and I had exhausted all the low impact exercises I know. I didn't want Sasori to see me being idle so I tried to think of something productive. Maybe mediation….

Not able to think of anything better I sat down next to a particular large tree hoping to cover my back incase Deidara wanted to try to surprise attack me. I sat in the Lotus position and started my breathing exercises centering myself before on the third exhale. Instead of letting my mind wander I decided to see if I could sense chakra. There was no point in me trying to convince myself that this wasn't real, I need to get any advantage I could get.

Scanning from the top of my head on down I try to see if I could feel the energy. It was difficult to ignore the aches in my body but I managed. I made it all the way down to my navel when I felt a cold energy calling to my "vision" a frosty blue color. At that moment I realized that the cold energy (what I assumed is my chakra) was flowing all throughout my body from out of what yogi call the third chakra. The more I focused on it the less cold it seemed and the more I felt at ease.

Wanting to know if I could manipulate the energy I tried to direct it to my hands and I felt a larger influx head to my hands. My eyes snapped open and I smiled, I saw yesterday that Deidara secured himself with that energy. I remembered the Naruto episode that had team 7 walking up trees and I wanted to see if I could. And I reckoned that was only about 5 o'clock so I stood and faced the tree. I focused on my feet, hands loose by my sides, and eyes closed I lifted my foot and touched it to the tree. Immediately I felt the tree crack under my feet, so I pulled back on my chakra, energy, whatever. But then my foot on the tree was sliding so I kept adjusting the chakra until it felt, well right. So as to not sike myself out I kept my eyes closed as I started to walk up. And it worked so I put my hands to my side as I tried to balance and opened my eyes.

"FUCK YA!" I screamed which caused me to break focus and I fell down to the ground. My ass hurt from the fall but that didn't matter, because I can walk up trees.

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"Girl what do you think you're doing?" Sasori called out when he reached me. I didn't sense him so I lost my grip and fell from approximately fifteen feet up.

I tried to reattach my feet but in my panic I put too much energy into it and propelled myself off the tree causing a huge crater. I screamed like a little girl as gravity pulled me down. Humph! My back screamed as all my momentum was halted.

I recognized that strong arms were wrapped around me. I opened my eyes and I was met with blonde hair and a startling blue eye. "Deidara-san?" He caught me? I thought as we quickly decided.

He unceremoniously dumped me onto the ground, I landed shakily on my feet. He glared down at me, "Of course you almost kill yourself, hmm. Stupid girl, hmm."

I suppressed the urge to snap at the blonde but it bubbled in the back of my throat. I thought about it logically, I had only embarrassed and insulted him since I arrived, and I tried to swallow my pride. I bowed to him, "Thank you Deidara-san for catching me." I could feel his gaze intensify on my exposed neck, I gulped, "And I am very sorry about my rudeness yesterday." I rose and looked him in the face, and with as much conviction as I could muster I said, "I hope that we can get on the right foot today." Which was true, but I still focus my chakra to my brow chakra and started to see is aura. It was wavering as if it was unsure, ebbing and flowing between a red-yellow and a pale yellow.

But Deidara himself just sneered, "Girl, I think I would rather die than get along with you, hmm." His aura settled on the angry red-yellow color.

Sasori came up closer within his puppet, "That's enough." And that is how I started the hardest week of my life.

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In the mornings I would get up at four and hope that there was no one fighting to eat. I then went to the clearing to stretch and get my prescribed ten laps in, Sasori expected me to pace my conditioning myself. And I tried, I was slowly becoming stronger and faster but I was painfully behind. Then if I had time (on the two mornings that repeated the scene from the first day) I would do chakra exercises from a book Sasori gave me.

Then after that Sasori would watch as Deidara beat the shit out of me for six hours. But it was working because while Deidara didn't pull any punches I got hit less and less. I wasn't nearly good enough to try to go on the offense but I was improving. Especially since when I use my aura sight to predict his movements.

Once Sasori was happy with Deidara recoloring my skin he allowed me to go make a sandwich. But even then he quizzed me on the reading he assigned the night before. Which would range from justus, poisons, the different cultures of the nations, and weaponry. That part was easy because from all the time I spent at school honed my memory. Then after he quizzed me on the readings Sasori would then question me about mathematics, physics, woodworking and any other topic he deemed important.

He even questioned me about chemistry but since biochemistry was my major in school I blew him (or at least his aura flickered happily) with my knowledge of the topic. That lead to the next part of day (which would normally start around sixteen hundred) where he would question me about my world, and what I did there. When the topic of my old job came up, working as a graduate student studying white-nose syndrome in bats, his tone even implied his appreciation of my field.

Finally at around twenty hundred he would release me with more books to read by the next day. I would walk in the kitchen and Kisame would be there with food. He would ask me about my "spars" with Deidara and suggest new techniques to try and not die. Then I would finally retire to my room to read and go to sleep.

And today was no different. I was sparing Deidara with all my focus on him, he sent one of his birds behind me I did a somersault forward. After I felt the heat dissipate I ran into the smoking hoping that I could see his aura. I grabbed a kunai that Sasori gave me on the first day of training. My aim was still off but just throwing a kunai will surprise Deidara, I am tired of being on the defensive.

I closed my eyes and tuned into Deidara's yellow energy… To my left I threw the kunai with all my force. I followed it up with running toward him eyes open. I put chakra into my feet to propel me and as Deidara grabbed the kunai out of the air I sent a kick his way pushing even more chakra into my feet. Deidara just spun and grabbed my leg, but I was proud that I even almost landed a hit.

But that only lasted a moment because Deidara's aura flashed red as he yanked on my leg.

"That's enough!" Both Deidara and I turned to Sasori, he never interrupted a spar. Deidara looked at me and huff as he dropped my leg. I almost fell but my foot automatically channelled chakra to my feet. "Deidara I need to speak with you." The two walked off.

I frowned, I couldn't hear what they were saying but the way Deidara's aura stayed a more red tone and how close Sasori's was to turning violet I could tell it wasn't pleasant. A small part of the conversation drifted towards me, "She worthless danna…."

It was Deidara, his voice harsh and angry. I clenched my fists, that asshole, I know we started out bad but all he does is insult and degrade me. I saw a flash of bright red mixed with black, my head swivel. And I saw Lyssa, healthy, and in ninja garb.

"Girl!" Deidara screamed in my ear. I looked at him but my mind I was trying to find the Lyssa again. But she was gone. I spent the rest of time with Deidara berating me and my focus was shot. I so out of sorts that Sasori allowed me to return to my room early.

As soon as I closed my door I slid down. I have only been here a week and I'm already losing it. I need to find Lys and I need to find her now. So knowing if I just wandered around I was going to get lost I focused on the little bit of chakra. It responded as I then tried to direct it to my brow chakra and allowed me to "see" the chakra/energy around the base father than I had seen before.

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Deidara's yellow mellowed out and is now a happily swirling with a cool tinge of blue focused on his hands. Sasori's indigo circle was, what I would describe as humming with violet streaks. Both their energies were so beautiful that I couldn't help but stare.

They felt surprisingly close, maybe even the next two door down from my room. Maybe I could go watch, whatever makes their energy so memorizing can't be bad.

…

Flash! A bright angry red that burned my eyes caused me to fall over into my door. "What the hell?!" What was that and how did I get to the door? The red was receding I scrambled to my feet my head was splitting.

Red? That flash was painful and … familiar?

I ran out the door, "Lyssa!"

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Another hangover? I rolled up without opening my eye, no not a hangover residue of being knocked out. What do they call it? Genjutsu? Or was it from trying to access, or see auras? Hand over my brow chakra a felt a presence.

"I know you're there." My voice sounded hoarse and felt scratchy, like I was just crying… or screaming. I looked over my shoulder, it was Itachi. "What happened? Is Lys… ok?"

"She will be." His face was blank but I felt his apprehension, "But I am not sure if you will be ok." He startled me when he looked back at me Sharingan blazing, "How long have you been seeing auras?"

I felt like there was more to this question than I could perceive. I got out of bed, fighting the urge to bite my lip, "Just this week." Itachi looked more familiar than just seeing him on a cartoon show. His Sharingan started to spin, I realized something, "That isn't true is it…" It was like his Sharingan was helping me remember.

"Oh, Yumi is going to kill you when she finds out." I smirked, "If I don't do it first." I shook my head, "I guess you're going to have to wipe me again." Itachi allowed a small emotion to show on his face, it was sadness. "This is going to be a bitch later."

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