Hello, all who read this far in my new story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but I own Saint Bobby-Joe.

A knock at my door made me jump, and I turned to the direction of the sound. The mahogany door opened and in came a Waterfall nin. He had a black mask covering his nose and mouth, an odd hair-piece with his village's symbol engraved in a plate of metal on it. His irises were green, his sclera red.

"What do you want?" I spat coldly, glaring at him. He just looked back at me, annoyed.

"Leader wants to speak to you," he simply said.

"Why should I listen to any of you?" I demanded childishly.

"We have Kiro." I stopped.

I gave up. "Fine, take me to this 'leader' of yours," I told him, grabbing my headband and trying it around my forehead. After I stood, I followed him.

The coridors gave off an omninous feeling, like there were several eyes on me. Once we stopped at a door, it opened, and the man pushed me in, shutting the door behind me.

The space was poorly lit, few candles gathered on a desk, then ten dotting the room. The walls were concrete painted black, the floor hard wood. The figure behind the desk looked at me with gray eyes, rings encircling the pupil. I couldn't see his face very well, but I knew well enough to keep my tounge.

"Raiya," his voice bellowed. I just glared at him, not saying anything. "You are now part of my organization, the Akatsuki."

I wanted nothing more than to get Kiro away and get him back to the safety of the village, or even the safety of Konohagakure.

"I never wanted this to happen..." I said in a mere whisper. The leader sighed.

"If you stay in this organization, Kiro shall stay safe, and you will be able to keep the ties with your brother," he reminded me. I glared down at the mouth on my right hand, cursing the decision of Iwagakure.

"Fine. I will stay on the condition that both Kiro and Deidara's safety are ensured. I will stay upon my own free will as long as those conditions are met."

"Then Raiya of Iwagakure, welcome to Akatsuki."

I nodded and turned to leave, then looked back. "Leader, what happened to Kiro?"

"He is being trained to become a ninja by Konan for the time being, though everyone will train him," he informed me. I nodded and left.

In all truth, I wanted to escape as soon as I could, but it wouldn't be easy once Kiro becomes attached.

A chill sent through my spine as I turned quickly, throwing the nearest object at them after it was infused with my chakra. They caught the object and crushed it.

"Who are you?" I demanded.

"Idiot, un. It's me," Deidara said. I sighed.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"Leader says you need to find a partner, un," he stated. I moved my bangs behind my ear so it wasn't in the way.

"So we move in pairs," I mused.

"Yeah. Hidan and Kakuzu are the 'Zombie Brothers', Kisame and," his face became sour, "Itachi, Master Sasori and I, and Leader and Konan are really all of the pairs. One of the subordinates tags around with Zetsu, but he's mostly alone, un."

I nodded. "Leaving...?" I began.

"Once Kiro matures, you two will be going together, but until then, you're with Master Sasori and I, un," he stated.

"Not yet, you son of a bitch." I froze, recognizing that voice.

Deidara's lip curled. "Whatever the hell you want, it's not here," he said. I knew he was serious, because his showing eye was fierce, and he dropped the un. The man appeared behind me, pinching the nape of my neck. He sent his chakra through the tips of his fingers, pain searing through that area.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to distract myself from the pain. The rim of my vision darkened, and I knew he was hitting a pressure point.

"Hidan, stop," Deidara seethed. I chuckled and turned swiftly on my toes, pumping chakra of my own into my hand, attempting to hit his own neck. He ducked and got out a retractable spike, swinging it at me.

The tip of it knicked my arm, tearing the fabric and drawing blood. Hidan brought the weapon to his mouth and licked my blood. Soon, his skin changed color to black and white, forming a skelatal-like pattern.

He then took the same spike and stabbed his hand with it, letting the blood drip to the floor, taking his feet and drawing a circle with an upside down triangle, standing in the middle of it.

The spike went into his leg. Pain seared through my leg, the same leg that he stabbed.

"Listen, I don't intend on sacrificing you, so let's compromise," Hidan stated. I glared at him with my blue hues. "All I want is for you to convert to Jashin, and in return, I will train you. Not that hard to do."

I straightened my composure, then tackled him, sending him out of the symbol. I brought my hand to his neck, chakra illuminating the flesh. "Listen," I whispered in his ear. "I won't hesitate to decapitate you if you continue, so if you value your life, leave me alone."

He laughed. "Try it," he whispered back. I was about to bring my hand to the exposed skin, but a kunai was thrown, missing my back by millimeters.

"That's quite enough," someone said. I turned to whoever it was, then saw that it was an Uchiha. The Sharingan was activated, a cold, yet emotionless stare- or even glare.

Sighing, I stood and walked away. That was the most stress I have relieved in a while.

After walking through the seemingly endless corridors, I finally saw a door, a lush garden brightening the dull weather. I exited the facility, walking along the cold grass and smiling as the blades slipped in between my toes. The wind blew, making the plant life sway and dance with the wind, my hair joining in the festivities. I felt like a kid again, when the sun would hide behind the dull clouds and leave the unbalanced heat have their way and create breezes.

Water dropped on my head, then my nose, then it started rapidly falling in dropplets. The gray sky seemed to be weeping, as if my capture has effected the sky itself. To be honest, I felt on the very edge of just weeping. But I had to keep my composure and follow shinobi code of conduct.

Preassure built behind my eyes as they willed for my emotions to take over, to collapse into a heap on this very patch of grass and bawl my body dry.

I just stood in the rain, wincing as a projectile landed in my eye. I blinked several times, getting the access water out. The preassure eased, and I was left with a smile. I loved the rain, always have, always will. Iwa just never got much. When I learned about chakra nature, I was sure I had a water nature.

But when I ran my chakra through that slip of paper, it didn't become wet, burst into flames, shatter, crinkle, or slice.

It exploded.

Sensei had said that it was unusual, like everything else that I had gone through in my life.

A boyfriend I have had broke up with me once he found out about my chakra nature, saying it was 'too weird to be with a girl that has a sixth kind of nature', that of which earned him a bruise.

Warmth trickled down my cheek, and I found that it was a tear. These memories where getting me emotional.

Hsssst

A purple miasma spread through the air, engulfing me. I buried my nose and mouth in the sleeve of my shirt to help filter the air. Holding my breath also helped as I escaped the cloud.

Then my body became weak, chakra drained. My eyelids felt too heavy to keep open, and soon closed, leaving me in yet another dreamless sleep.

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TRIVIA

Who set up the trap?

A- Hidan

B- Deidara

C- Tobi/Madara

D- Zetsu

E- Kisame

Whoever guesses right, I shall add a comedy side chapter! Which means I'm probably going to write one anyways!

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