???Claimer of Naruto???: Nah, if I owned Naruto, Deidara wouldn't be dead and I would be in the manga! :P
Amaya drags Deidara into a cell completely made of stone, with the exception of the door. It had a window, which was barred. The cell's only furniture was a toilet, sink, and a bed. It didn't smell old and rusty, like you would assume it would, but it smelled fresh, like a new house. She takes Deidara's cloak and tosses it out the cell door.
"That can be thrown away." She sees a pouch strapped to his leg. She unzips it and sees the clay he had used in their battle. Removing it, she notices that Deidara moved. Just in case, she used one hand to hold him down with chakra strings while her other hand finished removing the pouch.
Amaya grabbed a jumpsuit and slipped it on him. She staggers up, still weak from the battle, walks out of the cell, and locks it. "This is gonna be a long couple of months…" she mutters and struts away.
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"…What the hell happened?" Deidara questions to no one and rolls over, falling off of the cot in the left corner of the cell. "Shit…" He picks himself up and walks to the door of the cell. He sees Amaya, holding a tray of food, walking towards him. He steps back, glaring, and she cautiously opens the cell door, walking in.
"Glad you're up. You've been out for a week. I brought you food, if you're hungry."
A week?! That's how long I expected the whole mission to be! Oh, well, just keep going according to the plan. Now I just have to think of a way to get out with her and get back to HQ without being caught, un. Deidara thought, shocked.
"Since I'm in charge of you, I have to assist you whenever needed." Amaya grunted, "Do you have any wounds that need to be tended to?"
"Yeah, I'm kinda banged up from the battle. I underestimated you. You're actually really good, un." he responded, never looking at her emotionless eyes.
Deidara removed the jumpsuit and motioned to injuries throughout his chest and back. Amaya effortlessly healed the wounds and small lacerations. "Is that all? Good. Hurry up, you need to shower." she said, not giving Deidara the chance to answer.
She stood by the door, and silently waited for Deidara to finish consuming the bland food. After he was done, Amaya signaled for Deidara to her. He did, and she handcuffed him to her and walked out of the cell. They arrived at the showers, and she found an unoccupied stall for him to use.
"The chain on the handcuff is long enough for you to stretch your arms and move around, so there should be no problem." Amaya stated and Deidara entered the stall and shut the door.
Let's see…How can I escape the prison with Amaya and not get caught? And how can I get her out? She can obviously fight better than me, un… He thought, shampooing his long blonde hair.
He's taking forever…… Amaya thought, rolling her eyes.
Minutes passed, and Deidara stepped out of the stall, with a towel wrapped firmly around his waist. Amaya just stared. Her eyes widened. She could see his six pack and muscular build.
"Like what you see, un?" he asked when he realized where her eyes were, "I know I'm sexy, un, but I don't think you're my type."
Amaya just turned away and blushed from what she saw and embarrassment.
They walked back to the cell in silence. Amaya removed the handcuffs and was heading out the door when Deidara spoke.
"Wait. Don't leave, un." he pouted.
"Why?"
"Well, if I'm going to be here for a while, I guess I should get to know the lady in charge of me, yeah."
"How? Are we gonna play 'Twenty Questions' or something?" Amaya asked, crossing her arms.
"Sure!"
"Sigh…..I had to open my big mouth…"
Amaya sits down on the ground in front of Deidara, who sits, putting an arm on his knee.
"Okay, first question: What's your favorite color?" Deidara asks with a huge smile on his face.
"What kind of question is that?"
"Just answer it, un……."
"……Yellow…"
"Um…favorite animal, un?"
"Don't have one."
"How old are you?"
"I'm 17."
"Were you born here in Iwagakure, un?"
"No, I was born in Konoha, but got transferred here at a young age."
Deidara started to smirk.
"…Have you ever kissed anybody?"
"No, and I don't plan to." Why does he want to know that???
"Why not, un?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Hey, you can't answer a question with another, un!"
"I just did!" she exclaimed.
"Well, don't do it again. Favorite song?"
"I have several."
"What are your favorite bands, yeah?"
"Sugarcult, Fall Out Boy, Thousand Foot Krutch, Goodnight Nurse, Daft Punk, Metallica, Aerosmith, All-American Rejects, Three Days Grace, AFI, 3Oh!3, Panic! At the Disco, and anything under the category of rock, metal, or if I'm in the mood, screamo or techno. Sometimes all of them combined."
"Why do you like those bands? Not that there's anything wrong with them, un."
"When I'm angry, some of the songs calm me down, some describe my mood, some have really pretty music, and some I just like the lyrics."
"How long have you been working here?"
"Just seven years."
"You started at the age of 10?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"I just didn't expect that, un. Art is fleeting or lasts forever?" "Neither. Art can be both fleeting and lasting forever. Like a sunset. It's beauty is ever-lasting, but it's presence is fleeting. You know, I'm don't enjoy being here with you."
"I know, but you have no choice, un. What's your favorite sweet or dessert?"
"I don't have one."
"You like many?"
"No, I don't eat any."
"Why not, un?"
"I don't handle sugar well."
"So you mean that if I gave you a chocolate bar and you ate it, you would get sugar high?"
"Yes. VERY sugar high. I almost went to prison because of it."
"What did you do, un?"
"Sigh…I broke into the largest bank in Iwagakure and left to sabotage the Tsuchikage's office, and nearly killed…"
"Nearly killed whom, un?"
"A group of children."
"What happened?"
"…I don't want to talk about it. I'm not one who kills innocent people, despite how I may seem."
"Why don't you like me, un?"
"Because you are a fugitive and all criminals are the same."
"Why are you stereotyping criminals? Not all of us are that bad, you know."
"That was twenty-one. I get to leave now."
"Tomorrow it's your turn, un." Amaya just rolls her eyes at the statement.
Amaya stood up, and left the cell, making sure to lock it behind her.
Deidara looked out the barred window, staring at the stars. Then he lied down on his cot and fell asleep.
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The next morning, Deidara gets up early. He sticks his head out the window, thinking about how he was to escape.
How can I get Amaya and I out of this prison without looking suspicious? he thinks to himself.
"Trying to escape out the window? Well it's not going to happen." Amaya comes into the cell, seeing Deidara's head out the window.
He turns and looks at her, seeing a tray with pancakes and bacon in her hands.
"Are you ready for your turn, yeah?" he asks.
"You mean that "Twenty Questions" thing? I guess, I mean, I've got no choice, really." Amaya grunts and squats down on the tile floor in front of Deidara.
"Ok…Why did you join the Akatsuki?"
"Because they asked me to and I had no place here in Iwa."
"I'm going to ask pointless questions just like you to get it over with. What's you're favorite color?"
"Aqua, un."
"Favorite animal?"
"Birds."
"Favorite food?"
"I love bakudan. Can't get enough of that stuff, un."
"Water or soda?"
"Water. It's healthier."
"How old are you?"
"Same as you, Amaya-chan. I'm 17."
"Don't call me "chan". Why do you say "un" after every couple of sentences?"
"It's a habit. Kind of like biting nails or fidgeting, except less common."
"Ok, umm…Black or white?"
"White."
"Potato or Potahtoh?"
"…?…Potato, un."
"Are you perverted? Don't ask. Pointless questions, remember?"
"It depends on the situation, un."
"Where did you get those scars?" Amaya asks, pointing to Deidara's arms.
"From battles. It's not important. It's over now."
"Favorite song?"
"Sleepless Nights, by Katsuhiko Kawamoto. It's a really nice song, yeah."
"Ok, have you ever kissed someone?"
"No, I refuse to until I find the right girl, un."
"What if you turned gay?"
"I have nothing against gays, but I have no intention to turn it."
"Are you in to poetry?"
"I really depends on my mood, un."
"What are those lines on your hands?" she asks, even more curious than she was before.
"I don't want to show you."
"Why not?"
"Just like you, I have my rights not to do something, un."
"Okay, you don't have to get all pushy…Um, are you a dog person or a cat person?"
"Dog person. Don't like cats."
"Why?"
"Because I got attacked by a cat as a kid."
"What did you do?"
"..I tripped over it when playing hide and seek with other children."
"Uh-huh…" Amaya giggles.
"Don't laugh at me, un."
"Why not?"
"That's 21 questions."
"So I can leave now?" Amaya asks and starts for the door, getting out the cell keys.
"Yep, see you at 12:30." (that's lunch time)
I did chapter 2!! YAY!! I didn't expect it to be out for at least a week or so. Sorry if you think the chapters are short! R&R, plz!!