As Tori Tigra, Deidara, Konan, and Kisame walked down the hallway, Tori became uneasy. She started to play with the zipper on her coat. Deidara turned to her.

"Zip it!" he hissed. So she zipped her coat up again and started to play with her hair, but her hand touched a scar on her neck.

But it wasn't just any scar. It was a scar filled with pain, death and suffering. She shuddered in fear.

"Are you ok Tori-chan?" Konan asked concerned.

"Oh I'm just cold!" she smiled.

"You have a winter coat on, Un." Deidara said.

She paid no attention to Deidara and ran. She didn't want the past to repeat itself again.

"Tori!" Konan yelled. "What's wrong with her!?" Deidara yelled.

"You two figure it out!!" Kisame yelled. "I kinda got my hands full!"

"Aww! I was gonna ask you to do it for me, Un!" Deidara whined as Kisame and Konan sweat dropped.

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Tori Tigra searched for an exit from this dreaded place. She then saw a door and went for it. Inside a red head boy sat there, painting something.

"D-Dray…?" Tori stammered "I thought you were dead…" Tears came to her eyes now.

"Hn?" The boy turned around. Tori then realized this wasn't Dray. She cried harder now.

"Wait! Who are you!?" The boy panicked.

He ran around the room looking for something that would make this girl laugh. He picked up a green frog puppet, otherwise known as Kermit the Frog. He then ran over to her.

"It's not easy… Being green-'' He sang as Tori looked up. She took Kermit from the boy, ripped it's head off and chucked it across the room.

"AHH!! KERMIE!!" The red head dashed over to Kermit. "Don't worry, I'll get Kakuzu to patch you up later." He cooed.

He walked over to the CD player. "I never knew I would have to do this to make somebody laugh." He said and turned the CD on.

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"Ok, we'll do a roll call." Pain said. "Kisame."

"Here." Kisame said half asleep.

"Kakuzu."

"Here." He mumbled, while counting his money.

"Deidara."

"Present, Yeah!" the blonde yelled enthusiastically, just to be different.

"Sasori." No answer. Pain looked up. "Deidara, go get Sasori."

"Ok!" the blonde yelled happily and bounded out the door.

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We join the red head boy, Sasori, and Tori Tigra singing… Umm… Toxic by Britney Spears!? Oh dear god…

"With the taste of your lips I'm on a ride!" they sang.

Deidara walked in.

"The Taste of a Poison Paradise!"

"I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're Toxic!" Deidara finished.

Utter Silence.

"Don't stop on my account, yeah!" Deidara said. "I was about to shake my booty!"

Sasori got wide eyed and sweat dropped.

"Oh yeah Un, Leader wants you guys, hmm."

"O…K…" Sasori said as he stayed as far away from Deidara as he could. On the other hand, Deidara had to tie up Tori so she couldn't run away.

"In some countries, this is called harassment." Tori pouted.

"And in other countries they call this 'LIFE'." Deidara retorted back.

"Then there are the countries that think your art is suckish." Sasori chuckled.

"Nuh uh! YOUR art's suckish, yeah!"

While they were fighting over art, Tori was managing to crawl away, the past driving her forward. Sasori and Deidara then came to notice her. They then caught up to her.

"Jeez, why do you keep fighting the inevitable?'' Sasori questioned.

"The past." Tori answered.

"What happened, hmm?" Deidara asked.

Tori sighed. "Fine. I'll tell you."

TO BE CONTINUED!

"WHAT!?"

Sorry Sasori-kun. I'm going to leave everyone on a cliffy.

"Cruelty to Puppets!!"

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Sighs. It's finally DONE!! Collapses on the ground. Oh yeah, Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto and Britney Spears owns Toxic. Now I have to write chapter four with school in the way… Darn… School stinks.