Sorry for taking a long time to post chapter three! We got caught up at school.

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto. If I did, Sasake would die and Naruto... would be less annoying. But I do own the rights to Koko and all other characters you do not recognize.

She lounged on the chair like a big wild cat. The small body looked fragile, and yet, no one dared to disturb her. Something about her said she was dangerous, much more dangerous than her appearance gave her. She put her finger to her mouth and started to suck the blood. Oh, she wasn't doing this because she was trying to scare them. It was just what she did.

"Koko, why?" Pien asked as he glared her down. "Why for the love of god-"

"Oh, are you talking to yourself again? Or are you talking to me?" she inquired with a childlike giggle. Her eyes though, showed that she didn't she was funny. "Or do you worship yourself because you are such a fool?"

She had nearly killed Konan and there was no sign of Tobi. None of the Akatsuki were not quick enough to stop the girl. Well, maybe if Kakazu had joined in but… he didn't. She stood up with ease from the chair, with a vampire grace. She started to walk toward Pien once more, not caring who saw.

Standing in between his legs, she leaned down and put her lips to his ear. "So tell me, my dear," she started to say once more. "What do you think of those four? Haven't they grown up nicely? I've been raising them in your place, darrrrling." She purred the last word, as if to make another point. "They've been waiting so long to see you."

She didn't let the others hear what she said. It wasn't their business. Standing up, she walked back out the door, the other men in the room, parted away for her. This girl was strange and she was different. And she seemed to know almost everything. Well… she seemed too.

As she made her way around the hideout, she paused in front of a door. Tobi's door to be exact. A snarl appeared on her face once more, as she continued to walk on. "Idiot," she muttered under breath. "I can't wait till I get to rip his throat out." She put her hands in her coat's pockets. She had changed out of her previous ones. The amount of blood was sticking to her skin.

The back of her shirt was laced up, as well as the sides and sleeves. Her pants, up the sides were also in a similar but just up the outer sides. Her shoes were knee high, booted with a low heel and laced up to the top. Her shoes were closed toe. She looked more like a doll then anything else. Her hair was cut short, much like a boyish cut. Anyone could confuse her for a young boy and many had. Nagato, they called her in the Rain Village, because she looked so much like the boy.

'And they dare worship the man who calls himself god,' she said softly. 'They listen to his lies. They think-' She stopped in her thoughts, refusing to let her emotions show. It was never fair. Why was life always against her? Why did it always favor her brother? What did she ever do? Even her own birth. She shook her head.

'Don't forget our deal,' the voice whispered in her head once more. 'You swore.'

"I know," she whispered. "And I intend to keep it."

'Then what's the problem?'

"He always has company."

'What about the woman?'

"I'll deal with it."

She didn't see the black shadow leaning against the wall. Nor did its crazed grin. Short black hair was the only thing that could be made out. Staying on the wall, she tilted his head. Oh yes, he now remembered where he knew that handwriting. She was the key.

"Welcome back, my dear," he suddenly said, making himself known. "I hoped you missed me."

She froze on the spot, not daring to move. Well, she could if she wanted to but… if it was who she really thought it was… it would blow the whole operation. Slowly, she turned, her eyes empty once more. "Of course, I did," she started to move toward him. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she looked back up at him. "Why wouldn't I?" With that, she let on arm drop, as she bent down. Just as his lips were about to touch hers, her dangling arm lashed out to strike him in the stomach. Blood poured out once more. The red liquid pooled around them, as though they were standing in rain.

He looked down at her in surprise. "Why would I miss a traitor like you? Why would I care about someone who used me? Tell me that."

"I-"

"Shut it, masky," she replied. "We have company." The man looked surprised as his demeanor changed. It now 'felt' happy and carefree. The girl was gone by then. Apparently she was just looking for an escape. Madara shook his head. She hadn't changed. Not even since the day he met her. She was till just as stubborn.

"Still," he said to himself. "She was great fun to hurt."

So... what do you think. Anywho, I just realized I keep misspelling 'Pein.' Sorry about that. Now that I've caught, I'll try to