Hi everyone! I have only one thing to say about this chapter, in the wise words of Kakashi from the Naruto Abridged Series: Thank God, here comes the plot.

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"Suki!" Naruto shouts, running up behind you. "I've been looking for you everywhere!"

"I've been right here," you drawl, leaning back on your chair. "Quiet. You're being too loud, you're gonna get kicked out."

Naruto did a quick sweep of the library

"Nah, Mizuki-sensei's not around," he says, flapping a dismissive hand as he sits across from you. "Where have you been, Suki? We've barely seen you these last three weeks!"

"I've been… busy…" you mutter.

'Sure, if busy is codeword for 'make-out with Deidara…''

"Yeah busy…" Naruto says, rolling his eyes. "Since when does 'busy' give you multiple hickies?"

You tug up your top, blushing.

"I'm a seventeen year old girl," you mumble. "I'm allowed hickies…"

'Damn you, Deidara!'

"Who from?" Naruto demands. You glare at him.

"None of your business!" You snap. "I have work to do!"

"You work too hard," Naruto says, shaking his head. "You should relax!"

"Whatever…" you mumble. "Relaxing is overrated."

"Hey I know!" Naruto exclaims. "You should come with us to the Spring Fair this weekend!"

"Spring Fair?" You say, raising an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"It's this fair that they have every spring!" Naruto explains gleefully. "And there's a Farris Wheel, a house of mirrors, and heaps of other rides!"

"Sounds… fun?" You say uncertainly. "Who else is going?"

"Well, me and Tenten are going," Naruto says. "And Shikamaru and Juugo are too! So you should come!"

"I guess…" you mumbled, thinking.

'Deidara said he's busy this weekend, on that art project… so why not?'

"Alright, I'm in," you say. Naruto cheers loudly.

"Uzumaki!" A voice snaps. "Out!"

"Ahh!" Naruto thumps his head onto the table. "Sorry Mizuki-sensei!"

"Out!"

"Bye Suki-chan!" Naruto called over his shoulder, dashing for the door. You wave two fingers in a lazy farewell.

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"This," You gesture in front of you. "Is a fair?"

To the left you can a horde of pigs being led towards a pavilion, to the right, a pie eating competition- is that Choji?- is taking place. After handing your tickets to the midget on stilts, you had allowed to enter through the large, mouth shaped entrance. Now, looking around, you are reminded why you never came to fairs.

"Yep!" Naruto cries. Isn't it gre- oh! Toffee apples!"

Without another word, Naruto grabs Tenten's hand and drags her off in search of the candied treat. Shikamaru shakes his head.

"We'll find them later," he mutters. "What do you guys want to do first?"
You and Juugo exchanged looks before shrugging in unison.

"Why don't we wander?" Juugo suggests quietly. You nod.

"Yeah, and when we see something we like we can do it," you agree. Shikamaru nods.

"Sounds like a plan," he drawls. "Let's go."

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You stagger off the ride, blinking rapidly.

"Wasn't that fun?" Naruto cries, bouncing happily beside you. "It was so much fun!"

"Sure… fun…" you murmur. "I don't see why no one else wanted to go on with you…"

As you return from the dizzying ride, Tenten and Shikamaru smirk at you.

"Shut up," you growl. "Just… shut up."

"We didn't say anything," Tenten says innocently. You glare at her.

"Hey how about the Haunted House?" Shikamaru suggests, looking slyly at Naruto. Naruto pales, eyes locked on the large mock-mansion across from the Twister.

"Umm…" his blue eyes dart back and forth. "W-Why the H-Haunted H-House? We, uh, don't want the g-girls to g-get scared!"

Tenten bites her fist to stifle a laugh as Shikamaru rolls his eyes.

"Suki, Tenten, do you have a problem with the Haunted House?" He asks dryly. You and Tenten both shake your heads. "Good. Let's go then."

"Ahh! B-But-" As Tenten drags Naruto towards the ride he begins to frantically try and make excuses. "I-It'll pr-probably be really l-lame! L-Let's go o-on something e-else!"

"Too late!" Tenten says cheerfully, pushing Naruto through the doors. "Let's go!"

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You roll your eyes, walking into the next room of the house. The house had a good layout, but is about as scary as a three year old. Hell, you can see the fishing line. You lost the others a while back, probably when Shikamaru got dragged through the fake wall, or when Juugo had to pick up and carry the fainted Naruto.

Looking around the room, you let your eyes drift over the obvious bulge in the curtain, the feet sticking out from under the bed and the projector poorly hidden above the wardrobe.

"Wow…" you drawl. "How terrifying…"

Why? Why do you always kick me when I'm high? Knock me down til…

You jump slightly before pulling your phone out. Answering it, you try to slow your racing heart.

"Hello?"

"Hey gorgeous, un."

A smile works its way onto your face.

"Hey Dei, I thought you were busy with art work all day?"

"I'm finished, un. Where are you?"

You pull a face you know he can't see.

"Spring Fair," you mumbled. "Naruto dragged me. I'm in a cheesy Haunted House to be exact. A large, disgustingly dusty bedroom."

"Poor thing, un."

"I know," you reply. "What are you up to?"

Deidara begins to relate his day so far, as you step further into the room, spotting something on the dusty bed. Frowning, you reach down to pick it up. Brushing the dust off of it, you blink surprised.

It is a photo.

Of you.

You guess your age to be about seven. You are smiling next to Zabuza, your mop of fiery hair not quite as long as it is now, bright green eyes peering at the camera.

"What the hell?" You mutter.

"Suki? What is it, un?"

"A photo… of me…" you reply, looking it over. "When I was seven…"

"Where, un?"

"On the bed…" you say, turning the photo over. "What the hell is it doing here?"

Suddenly, an arm closes around your waist, another wrapping around your upper torso. The phone falls out of your hand and you roll your eyes irritably.

"Look, whoever you are, I'm on the phone," you growl. "So stop with the crappy scaring until I'm done."

"Not quiet scaring…" a voice murmurs in your ear. "Tasogare Akasuki, age seventeen, daughter of Tasogare Kazuki, and my boss's key to wealth."

Your mind flies back to the first time you met Zabuza.

"Father, who's this?" You asked curiously. Your father smiled down at you.

"Akasuki, this is Zabuza," your father said. "He's going to be taking care of you."

"So no more people try and take me?" You asked hopefully. It wasn't your father that answered. Zabuza went down on one knee in front of you, looking you in the eye.

"Akasuki-sama, I'm going to be honest with you," he said bluntly. He had a gruff way of talking. "There will be many more people who try to take you. But I won't let them."

You smiled at the man, sensing the sincerity in his voice. Reaching out, you took his hand.

"I'll show you my room," you said. "Because we're going to be best friends!"

Your eyes widen and dart to the phone.

"Deidara!" You scream. "Help! Deidara!"
You can faintly make out Deidara's shouted reply, but a hand snakes up over your mouth, holding a cloth. You try not to breathe, but the fumes still get through. Your eyes roll back in your head as darkness creeps up on you. Before you completely black out, you fall forward onto the bed, Deidara's voice screaming through the phone next to you.

"Suki! Suki! AKASUKI!?"

"Deidara…" you manage to choke out. "K-Kidnapper…"

The darkness closes in on you and you lose consciousness.

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Deidara's P.O.V

This is done in 1st Person.

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"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" I chant, weaving my way through the people milling around the Haunted House. "Fuck! Suki, you better be ok, un!"

I skid to a halt, spotting Monkey One being carried out of the exit by the big orange haired guy, the lazy dude and the pyromaniac girl following. I rush over to them.

"Where's Suki, un!?" I demand, hoping like hell she'll saunter out next and tell me it was all a stupid Haunted House gag that caught her. "Where?"

The pyromaniac, Tenten, my mind supplied, looked me over critically.

"What's it to you?" She asks. I glare at her.

"Just tell me, un!" I screech. Shikamaru places a hand on Tenten's arm.

"She's still in there," he says, jerking his head towards the House. "We got separate. Why?"

"Something happened, un!" I snap. "I don't have time to explain, un!"

"Is she in danger?" Tenten asks worriedly, I nod quickly before dashing into the exit. Dodging past the people, I quickly begin to search the rooms. Stopping a terrified couple, I ask them about the bedroom.

"Umm…" the woman thinks for a moment. "We didn't go in a couple of rooms… one of them is that door just down there. That might be it…"

I dash off without thanking her. I hear footsteps behind me and realize the others are following me. Stopping before the door, I try to open it, but find it locked.

"Fuck!" I curse. "This has to be it, un!"

"Move," a voice behind me commands. I dart out the way, giving Juugo a curious look. He inspects the door for a moment before lining up against it and running at it. I cover my eyes quickly as I hear wood smashing. Looking up, I don't waste any time, I simply dash through the large Juugo-shaped hole. Looking around the room, I realize it is indeed a dusty bedroom. Shikamaru darts over to the wardrobe, yanking the doors open. Tenten hurries to the curtains, the newly-woken Naruto searching the dresser. Juugo and I approach the bed.

Lying on the covers is Suki's phone and a photograph. I pick up the phone, clutching it tight. Shikamaru picks up the photo, barely glancing at it before flipping it over.

"We have Akasuki," he read. "If you want her back ring the number below. Don't bother tracing it, it won't work. We'll inform you of our demands."

Squeezing my hand tight, I glare down at the phone. A touch on my elbow draws my attention back to the others. Juugo is pointing at something on the bed. Leaning forward, I see that there is a single red hair laying on the bed. I pick it up dully, winding it around my fingers.

"Zabuza…" I mutter, looking at the phone in my grip. "I need to phone, un…"

"I suggest you do," Shikamaru growled. I nod, skimming through her contacts.

"Hang on!" Tenten protests. "We're Suki's friends! What's he even doing here!?"

I ignore her, reaching Zabuza's number.

"He's Suki's boyfriend," I hear Shikamaru say. As the others question the brunette I dial the number. It's answered almost immediately.

"Hey kid, what's up?"

"Zabuza-san," I say, taking a deep shaking breath. "I-It's Deidara, un."

"Oh. Well, what do you want?"

"I-It's Suki…" I mumble. "S-She- well, they- uh-"

"Spit it out," Zabuza's voice is suddenly a lot more attentive. "Where's Suki?"

"I don't know, un!" I burst out. "She was at this Haunted House at the Spring Fair, and she got separated from the others, and we were talking on the phone, un, and there was someone else there, and they left a note and she's gone, un!"

"Slow down kid!" Zabuza snaps. "Where is she!?"

"Kidnapped!" I cry. "She's been kidnapped, un! They left a note and everything, un!"
Silence rings through the other end of the phone before…

"Out the front, three minutes."

The line went dead. I stuffed the phone in my pocket, turning to the others.

"Let's go, un," I growled. "He'll be here in three minutes, un."

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Normal P.O.V

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"Ugh…" you groan, shaking your head. "The fuck…?"

"Awake I see," an amused voice sounds over you. It sounds slightly odd, as if spoken through something.

"Where am I?" You moan. The person above you chuckles.

"Head hurt? It should," the person says. You open your eyes, taking in your surroundings. You are sitting in a dark, barely lit room. Your eyes fall upon your captor and you blink a couple of times. Sure enough, he's wearing a gas mask. A strip of cloth is laid across his eyes, holes cut to allow the actual eyes to be seen. They stare down at you impassively. His black hair is pushed up in almost-spike above the cloth.

"Who are you…?" You mumble.

"You may call me Oboro," he says coldly. "Don't bother shaking your head, the fuzzy feeling won't fade. You see, my companions and I are pumping a special gas through the system, and it'll keep you nice and fuzzy for a long while…"

"Oboro," a voice calls from the door. Another man enters, dressed in the same straitjacket looking clothes, but his head is covered, hiding his hair. Also, only one of his eyes is showing.

"Ahh, Mubi," Oboro greets him. "I trust you and Kagari have everything going as planned?"

Mubi nods, not even looking at you.

"They should be phoning any second now," he replies. Oboro nods, looking back at you.

"Just sit tight," he says with mocking kindness. "Your parents will pay up soon and we'll release you."
With that, the two exited, slamming the door shut behind them. You continued to lay there, staring up at the ceiling.

'Deidara…'