XD ok, chapter two of this! XDD Since we have no idea what Deidara's past was like, I've taken quite a few creative liberties XD So, like... Yeah XD sorry if that's annoying. Anyways! Thank you for reading this, and I hope you enjoy it:D

( Oh! And again, my friend's character, Ryuu, is mentioned alot. So, yeah, Ryuu belongs to "General Rins")

Naruto: Masashi Kishimoto

Ryuu: Rin

I groaned, as my eyes opened, before rolling back over, determined to go back to sleep, un. After a moment, I propped myself up on my elbow, as it registered that this was far too bright to be my own room.

I looked the room over, as the previous evening's events returned to me, un. I actually jumped, giving a small yelp as I realised I was leaning back on my previously useless arm. A small sound from the direction of the couch quieted me. Gin was still asleep.

I took a moment to examine my hand, fluttering my fingers, turning my wrist, the mouth on my palm chomping contentedly on a bit of my bed sheets. She'd definitely done a good job, un. I was surprised she had at all, and even more surprised that she was still here. Pleasantly surprised, though.

It took me a moment to work up the motivation to drag my behind out of bed- The beds here were much nicer than at home- and to the bathroom, un. I took extra precautions insuring that the door was locked. I wanted to spare us both the awkwardness of her accidentally walking in on me in the shower. The showers were also much nicer here. Water only stays hot for so long in a cave, un. So I did what I had to. showered, dried off, fixed my hair, redressed.

I had managed to do alright on my own, and I was sure that the two of us would be able to find food and water for a two day trip back to the river country on our way there, un, but this would be a perfect opportunity to get supplies, just in case.

I grabbed my cloak on my way to the door, but stopped before leaving the room. Something had caught my eye, un. I headed over to the corner where Gin's weapon lay. The chain was coiled haphazardly, the weight attached the end underneath. The blade of the kama, attached at the chain's other end, glinted ominously, in the sunlight the windows allowed into the room.

I suddenly felt compelled to try picking it up myself, un. I dropped it, though, in surprise. I hadn't expected it to be so heavy, and the clatter it had made seemed to have almost woken Gin again, un.

I took a moment, before taking a few tentative steps towards the sleeping Kunoichi. Gin was curled up on the couch, snuggled closely against the pillow resting on the arm of chair. A tiny, contented smile lit her face. She seemed to be dreaming something nice.

My attention returned to my once again functional hand, testing my wrist, and fingers, again. This hadn't been the first debilitating injury I had received, un.

I was eleven, when I first began truly experimenting with my artistic medium. As such, It was a while before I learned to get the ratios right, chakra, clay...I'd injured myself that way a lot, un. The first time I ever tried anything on a larger scale, I'm afraid to say that the whole thing literally blew up in my face. Of course, after week or so in Iwagakure's hospital, the severe burns on my arms and chest had healed up nicely, though the scars would never really go away, un. I had been almost good as new. Almost.

A piece of flying rock had gotten me in the eye. They told me they couldn't save it, un.

It took a while, but I did adjust to my situation, and continued with my work, same as ever. But something had definitely changed. I became fascinated with everything around me, what I could see with my one good eye. It suddenly occurred to me what I had taken for granted, un. How anything could be taken away in the blink of an eye. What I saw, once it was taken away.

In a strange, terrifying way...It was beautiful.

My techniques, my art, as my newfound philosophy had compelled me to see it, became an obsession. I worked, and practised, over and over, and as I did, the perfection of what was there only a moment ago became clearer and clearer to me, un. And as it did, I became stronger. Stronger than I could have ever imagined. Strong enough for Senpai to take an interest.

I had jumped at the chance to join, un. Something new. Something exciting. I had been partnered with Ryuu's predecessor, the first wearer of the Byakko ring. I wasn't all that close to them, un. Though he had been partnered with Orochimaru at the time, Saosri Danna had immediatly taken an interest in me. More specifically, my eye, un. At first, I had objected to his fixing it in some way. It seemed to go against my beliefs, but I was soon persuaded, since it would help me improve my art. Danna, being the genius he was, soon created the mechanical contraption that he attached directly to my damaged eye.

Soon after, my partner was killed, and Ryuu was brought to replace them. She had respectfully declined the position as my partner, un, saying that she would be far more comfortable working alone. Then Orochimaru left, and I was put with Sasori Danna. It was then that I learned why he had been so hell-bent on fixing my eye.

In all my years, I have never seen a bigger perfectionist than Akatsuna no Sasori. It drove him insane when things didn't work properly, un. A gear on his puppet, a defective kunai, a faulty light switch... I soon understood why my potentially-useful eye had driven him up the wall. I once made the mistake of asking him why it had bothered him, while Ryuu clearly didn't.

"Ryuu is blind. For a blind person, her eyesight is as it is. She is as she was made to be. You, Deidara, were simply flawed ."

Danna and I had disagreed all the time, un. Over art, mostly. I had always respected Danna's view, though, even if he didn't mine. I had to. After all... It as his mechanical eye in my socket.

I sighed. Our arguments were a thing of the past now. Though, in my mind, that was a good thing, un.

That was something about Gin. We could never have that discussion. Firstly, Gin was many things, but never claimed to be an artist of any kind. And, simply by the Kunoichi's nature, I could tell now that she would never be able to understand my point of view, un. Gin was a medic. A medic's purpose is to prolong, to repair.

Watching the sleeping kunoichi reminded me of my mechanical eye's one major drawback. I have absolutely no peripheral vision. The device can only see directly in front of the lense. I can't move my eye either, and If I want to follow a target, I have to actually move my head. Like an owl, or something, un. So, basically, besides not being able to see out of the corner of my left eye by any means, it leaves me with a blind spot the size of a baseball. Which was distracting, if nothing else. I'd found it easier just to cover it up, and my hair had done that nicely. Basically, I can only use one eye at a time, un. My right most of the time, and my left for zooming in on targets from the air. But anyways.

When Gin had sat down on my left side the night before, I'd had a bit of a problem identifying her discreetly, un. I'd gotten enough to match her to her description, and after that, I had never really gotten a good look at her. It looked like she'd been avoiding eye contact, un.

I knelt next to the couch, studying her closely. I'm an artist, observing things is what I do, un. Gin was tall, for a girl, which was funny, considering that Ryuu, our only other girl, was the tiniest human being I had ever seen. Gin's hair was an strange colour, un. I had thought it was gray, but now that I looked more closely, in the daylight, it was actually blue. From what I could see, Gin's nose was rather pointed, but the rest of her features were hidden, un, as her hair was in the way... I stopped.

Gin flinched as my hand brushed her bangs from her face. She was warm. It was then I really realised how different she was from my last partner, un. Gin was a work of flesh and blood, like myself. She was much more fragile than Danna had been.

Unlike him, she'd be vulnerable to cold, hunger, thirst, fatigue, sickness, pain... I'd also have to be careful how I... expressed myself artistically around her. One slip up, and that would be it, un. Gin couldn't simply put herself back together.

I got to my feet, as I had wanted to go get some supplies. I remembered halfway down the hallway that, if Gin were to wake up before I got back, that she'd have absolutely no idea where I was, or if I even planned on returning at all. She'd probably leave, un. It had taken me a considerable amount of time to track her down in the first place. I did not want to have to do it again.

So, after a little searching, I found a pad of paper in the room. I found a pen, had another short 'Holy crap I can use my hand again' moment, and started to write. I glanced out the window, and caught sight of a few little birds, hopping around on a tree outside. I like birds, un. I watched them for a minute, and my mind began to wander again, my hand lazily tracing little eyes, little beaks and wings in the corners of the paper.

A strange thought dawned on me. It would be strange, not being the pair's subordinate anymore. Gin was new to the organization. Heck, she was new to being a missing-nin. I had no doubts as to her capabilities, ninjutsu wise, un. She'd definitely be alright there. Her main problem would probably be fitting into the group, when we've all been together, without any additions, since Hidan joined us a few years ago, un. Though, I did think they might like her. But, then again, I wasn't entirely sure wether I liked her, myself. I had just met her, really.

But it wouldn't really matter if I didn't. Senpai had given me an choice, un. Find someone, or we put you with Tobi. I hate Tobi. Anyone would've been better than Tobi. No, wait- I take that back, un. Orochimaru was definitely worse. At least Tobi I could pummel if he really got on my nerves.

I looked down at the paper, which was now overrun by bird doodles, and scribbled a quick, "Gin San,Gone to get supplies. Back soon." I paused, and looked down at my hand, before adding, "PS: Thank you sooo much, un!" I quickly tacked it to the back of the door with a shuriken I had found in my cloak somewhere.

This whole 'New partner' experience, wether enjoyable or not, would certainly be interesting.

I left the room once again, throwing one last glance over my shoulder at the sleeping ame-nin, who gave a happy little sigh, and rolled over. I smiled, as the door shut behind me with a click.

Ok So! Thank you all very much for reading this! I hope you enjoyed it! Please review, and have a nice day:3