Disclaimer: Naruto and all of its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Author's note: Here ya go! It's finally finished! This sucker took like, a whole week! 'Course I've been watching my stupid little brother for 8 hours a day…so I hardly get ANY time to type. Damn him. Ah, well! Enjoy! And thank you SOOO much for your sweet reviews!! Love ya lots!! Oh! One more thing! Itachi is SERIOUSLY OOC in this chapter and it's because of Kitsune. She was the one who created Akira, not me. And she set Akira up with Itachi and gave them a B.D.S.M relationship. Don't know what B.D.S.M is? Er, well…look it up on Wikipedia…at yer own risk…sweatdrop

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Arahashi Kii lay sleeping next to her most precious gift: Deidara.

She awoke shortly after falling asleep due to another one of her nightmares. She had been having the same one over and over again.

And it was horrible.

Kii kept dreaming of Deidara hurting her in horrible ways: shoving her against a wall and choking her to death; almost as if he was trying to kill her.

Every time she had this awful nightmare, she would wake up crying in emotional pain. And Deidara would wake up as well at the sound of her soft weeping. He would embrace her warmly and hold her until she stopped trembling. As soon as she back fell asleep, he always gently lay her back on her pillow, and later he would wake up to find her lying on top of his well-built chest.

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Kii shot up from her soft pillow, sweat dripping down her forehead and tears pouring out of her amethyst eyes.

It had happened again.

That dream, the one she had every night. It started a few nights ago, when Kii lost all memories of a certain time. She guessed she had just hit her head really hard and couldn't make out all of the blurry images in her head. Or so, she wanted to think; but she knew what had happened to her, and she wasn't telling Deidara.

She just didn't think it the right time to tell him.

Kii sobbed in her hands, coughing once or twice before Deidara woke up from his deep slumber.

He sat up and brought her towards his warm chest, just as he always did. But as soon as Kii felt her soft skin brush against his, she stopped her crying all together. Something inside of her had told her to quit it.

Deidara looked down at her to see what had stopped her trembling. He began stroking her long, silky hair.

She flinched and looked up at him with a smile. At first, he thought her grin was fake. But after a few silent moments, he realized that she seemed to be overall okay.

Just quiet.

A few minutes passed by before Kii confessed to Deidara what she had wanted to say for a long time now.

"My memories weren't erased."

Deidara froze in shock. He looked down at her sharply. "W-what did you say?"

"My memories: they weren't erased. I didn't let Akira take them away from me. I want them with me," Kii spoke strongly.

Deidara's grip on Kii's fragile body slipped a little and she took the chance to turn around and look him in the eye.

"I'm not going to miss out on one memory of my life. Even if it just kills me. It's mine, and I want it with me until the day I die," she finished.

Deidara instantly brought her back into his embrace, slamming her against his sculpted chest. "You mean you've been pretending all this time? And you haven't said anything?"

Kii felt a tad of shame. "I didn't think it the right time to tell you. You were too stressed out to even look at me. So, I waited until you were ready." She lay a hand on his torso and felt his smooth chest, moving her hand up on his build every few seconds, finishing by hooking her arms around his neck.

She began kissing her way up his chest, nearing his neck and sucking on the sensitive flesh very softly. Deidara kissed the top of her head through her maroon hair. He brought her body closer to his own and lowered his lips to her collarbone, trailing kisses up her flesh. She resisted the urge to moan, keeping another precious moment perfectly silent.

Kii's lips eventually found Deidara's. She pressed hers against his own and gently licked at his lower lip.

He parted his full lips, letting a breath out as he did so. Kii's smooth, wet tongue found its way into Deidara's mouth and settled on top of his own tongue. He lifted his tongue slowly and brushed her muscle with his. She accidently let a quiet groan escape her lips as Deidara's sly hands moved up into her oversized T-shirt.

He broke the passionate kiss his self and let his forehead rest against hers, barely hearable pants escaping his lips. His warms hands brushed across the plain of Kii's stomach and settled on her perfectly proportioned hips.

She took his lips back in a hot kiss; not wanting to part from him as her tongue softly stroked the roof of Deidara's mouth. She then allowed her wet muscle to slide back into his throat, but stopped when she felt his hands press against her hips, telling her to stop. She obeyed and slipped her tongue underneath his.

Deidara pulled away at the same time Kii did. They both breathed heavily in each other's hold. Deidara snaked his arms around Kii's waist and pulled her down on top of him. She stared at him from above and rested her head between his neck and shoulder. Her warm breath washed over Deidara's skin, beginning to make him want more. He wrapped an arm around her protectively and pressed his lips against the shell of her ear. She moaned quietly and lifted her head to kiss his perfectly formed lips.

Deidara's lips began to mold with hers as his hand slipped underneath her T-shirt, stroking the warm flesh on her back. In return, Kii moved one of her hands down to the plain of his torso and began caressing the skin that was directly beneath her own stomach. Deidara moaned again as she applied pressure between his sculpted abs and licked at his jaw line.

They both stopped what they were doing to one another as another voice came into play. And whoever it was, they were screaming, and they were screaming loud.

"AANOOO!! ITACHI-SAMAAA!!! PLEASE!!!"

Deidara and Kii both sat up and sweatdropped at the sound of Akira's desperate voice. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me, yeah!"

Kii shivered at the pleading screams of her younger sister. She was in love with Itachi, and would do anything for him. Her relationship with Itachi was a little like that of Kii and Deidara's, but on a bigger scale. While Deidara actually knew his limits with women, Itachi did not. And Akira would do literally anything Itachi wanted her to.

Screams like this usually occurred on nights when Itachi had gotten completely wasted on sake with Kisame. He was most likely wanting Akira's attention pretty badly right now and was forcing it out of her.

Kii's wolf ears picked up on the sounds of a whip. "WHAT THE HELL?!" She nearly passed.

Akira was whipped a lot back when she was little by their abusive mother. She would make one tiny mistake and get whipped at least fifty times for it. Life in the Arahashi clan was not fun at all. And that is one of the many reasons why the Arahashi's were wiped out 2,000 years ago. Life was too harsh, and not even demons deserved to live that way.

In any case, Akira had once told Kii that she liked being whipped because it turned her on. She had actually said this with a proud look on her face. She explained to her older sister that even though she didn't like it as a child, it was completely fine with her if Itachi was doing the whipping.

'Go away, images…' Kii begged herself to forget about everything she had remembered.

"That's just sick, yeah. I told you that Akira was in WAY over her head!" Deidara sighed and fell back onto his pillow.

Kii threw up in her mouth. "Touché," she agreed and collapsed next to Deidara.

It was only another thirty seconds before Akira quieted down. Deidara twitched and turned his head to face Kii. "Please don't ask me to do anything like that to you, yeah…?"

"Absolutely," Kii quickly answered. She closed her eyes and rolled onto her left side, facing Deidara. She yawned and drifted into blackness. Just before she fell asleep, Kii heard Deidara whisper something in her ear.

"No more nightmares, okay?"

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"Hyaa!!" Kii threw a kick at Kisame's stomach, successfully landing the hit. He flew backwards and crashed into a tree, as Kii regained her balance.

"Damn," Kisame cursed, rubbing his head in pain.

Kii laughed. "You're gonna have to be a lot quicker than that to land a hit on me!" She taunted the blue man, sticking her tongue out at him.

"Ah, shaddup!" Kisame barked back. He got to his feet and walked back towards the training grounds. "You shouldn't be allowed to use your speed! It's practically cheating, dammit!!"

Kii frowned angrily. "I can use any ability I want! You're just jealous, Fishy!"

Kisame felt his blood boiling up. "WHAT DID YOU SAY!?!" He sprinted towards Kii and attempt a flying side kick, which missed by a few seconds. Kii was just too fast for anyone to land even one hit on her. Of course, speed was basically all she had to work with.

She was a master at Taijutsu, and completely pathetic at Genjutsu. She couldn't make a bushiin for her life. And she only knew one jutsu, the family kekkei genkei: Chikiri

Blood Mist. The trademark Arahashi jutsu that only those with Arahashi blood could perform on the night of the lunar eclipse. It was an attack that killed everything within range of it, regardless if the user wanted it dead or not. A jutsu that was used for killing large masses of life force. A jutsu for nothing other than pure slaughter; the way of the Arahashi.

Too dangerous of a clan to continue thriving on this earth, they were massacred over 2,000 years ago. From what Kii knew, she and her sister were the only two survivors. Why they were the only two, she did not know.

She sighed from up in a tree. "Too slow… When am I gonna get to have some fun?!"

Kisame spat on the ground. "Shut the hell up! If you're that desperate to get killed, spar with Itachi, not me!!" He stomped off towards the tree Deidara was sitting under and took a seat next to him.

Deidara had been reading a book that he found rather boring, but it was something to pass the time with. He looked up from his novel. "Hey."

Kisame turned his head in Deidara's direction. "What?" He snapped.

Deidara took no notice of the shark's rudeness and continued. "Remember that one night, yeah? The one that I was under Sasori's control?"

Kisame's eyes suddenly widened, full of interest. "Oh, so that's who had put you under that jutsu! Sasori did it?! Are you serious?!"

Deidara kept his voice low. "Well, yeah. But I don't think that Danna did that on purpose."

Kisame looked at the blond questioningly.

"Well, you know how Sasori has been hanging around Leader lately?"

"For unknown reasons," Kisame finished.

"Hm," Deidara nodded. "Well, I was thinking that Leader is the one behind all of this."

Kisame froze in shock, then thought back to that fatal night for Kii.

'This reeks of Leader's work', Itachi had explained. 'I don't know anyone else strong enough to do this.'

He lifted his head and planted a fist in his hand. "I think you're right, Deidara. Itachi had said that it didn't look like Sasori was consciously controlling you. Which would mean that---"

"Leader was controlling Sasori," Deidara cut him off.

"Yeah," the shark man nodded.

They both looked back up to where Kii was playing with her little wolf pup, Ari. She laughed as he jumped on her and licked her face.

"Ari?" Deidara spoke up. "Boy, when was the last time I saw him, yeah?"

Kisame scoffed and backed up a little. "What the hell is that thing? You're telling me that's supposed to be her pet?!"

Deidara gave a small laugh. "Well, yeah. Ari is like a family member to her. He may just be a little wolf, but he's actually got a god sealed inside of him, just like Kii."

Kisame looked at Deidara with sudden interest. "What do you mean? Is that why it's purple?!"

Deidara laughed again. "Yeah. Ari has a wolf goddess called 'Maro' inside of him. Only Kii knows how she got in him, and she won't tell me for some reason."

Kisame nodded in understanding. "Then what the hell is in Kii?"

"Amaterasu."

This name was very familiar to the shark. "I see…" He paused, listening to Kii's laughter and Ari's barking. "Does she know how to handle him?"

"'Think so, yeah. She's only had one attack from him and that was when she was five. Or so, she tells me."

"Hmm," Kisame got to his feet and began walking back to Akatsuki HQ.

"Where are you going, yeah?"

"To get food. I'm starving. Later," Kisame answered with his back to Deidara and he stalked off.

The blond turned his focus back on Kii. He smiled sweetly. 'Heh. This is the kind of life she deserves. She shouldn't be in Akatsuki.'

"Neither should you!" Kii skipped up to him. He followed her movements with his sapphire eyes as she sat down next to him.

She leaned over and planted her lips on his, kissing him softly. He kissed her back without hesitation, tilting her head to the side.

Ari ran up to the both of them and licked their connected lips.

Deidara pulled away from Kii first. "Ah, god dammit! Stupid mutt!" He wiped the wolf slobber of his mouth with a disgusted look on his face.

Kii just laughed and huggled her little puppy. "Good, boy, Ari-chan!"

He barked in excitement as Deidara ruffled his fur, forgivingly.

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Author's note: Ooh! I wasn't sure where I should stop! This seems like a good enough place!

ehem So, is anyone ELSE extremely pissed at Kishimoto for killing off Deidara?

GAAAAAH!!! I AM SO FUCKING MAD!!!!! ARGGGHHH!!!! I COULD MURDER HIM!!!!!!

…ehem…

But I'm a better person than that…so I won't…

WATCH OUT FER DA NEXT CHAPTER!!!