*Kisame was already in a better mood as he waited for her to come out of the bathroom. He couldn't put a finger on it, but this girl was making him smile unintentionally somehow.

This is bad; I'm already growing too fond of her. He shook it out of his mind, determined to keep her at a distance if all possible in fear of what may happen down the road.

She came out with a sulk and asked softly, "What am I wearing?" She was in a loose fitted dark blue tank with yellow shorts that also didn't fit. It had an elastic band but it was resting on her hips…just barely.

He chuckled, "It's the only thing I could find that would be close to fitting you. I'll get you new clothes later."

He mentally hit himself, "How could I have forgotten. What's your name?"

*I glared at him with a scowl, "It's in my file." He returned the gesture and growled, "I want you to tell me in person as a formal introduction. Now tell me or else." I flinched at the tone but was more curious to why he kept switching his attitude.

I may never find out. I sighed and murmured, "My name is Natsumi." He smirked, "It suits you very well. Come let's go to dinner."

I followed him meekly to the dining hall, but as soon as we arrived I hid behind him. Everyone in the room was acting…..odd.

There was a long table to the left and a shorter to the right and judging from who sat at which table….the slaves had the small one.

"HIDAN!" "What bitch? You have a fucking hearing problem?" The maid snorted and bit back a retort and slammed a tray of food in front of the platinum haired man that almost knocked me down earlier.

His owner, the tall man with the mask appeared behind him and boxed his ear. "OW!" "What have I told you about disrespecting the servants?" The loud mouthed slave rubbed his sore ears, "The bitch wouldn't serve me any fucking wine!"

His ears got boxed again with another warning, "I'm NOT getting into that with you again so just shut up and eat your damn food!" That guy must love to get yelled at and hit; if it were me I wouldn't mess with that guy.

The green haired man I saw with Kisame earlier approached with a smile and a boy that was holding his hand. The boy, technically I guess he was an older teen but hard to tell with this orange mask on his face.

"I was beginning to wonder where you were Kisame." "What took you so long?" I raised both brows from confusion.

Why does he have two different speaking tones? It's like two separate people in one body. "Why you hide from Tobi? He won't hurt you."

I blushed as Tobi pulled me out from behind Kisame by the hand, "Can Tobi show his pretty friend to other slaves Zetsu-sama?" "Of course Tobi."

Kisame pulled me back for a split second, "I need her for a minute Tobi then you can show her the ropes alright."

The boy crossed his arms and huffed, "Fine. Tobi wait."

Kisame muttered in my ear, "See that man with the long black hair at the master's table?" I glanced over and spotted him easily enough. He was tall, pale, but what got me was those yellow snake-like eyes leering at me evilly.

"That's who I was talking about and his slave has the glasses at your table. Be wary of them but behave yourself alright?" I nodded before he let Tobi take me over our table, taking the seat next to me as a tray of food was placed before me.

*A young man with silver haired pulled back in a pony tail with glasses gave me a soft smile, "So, you're the new slave huh?" I nodded and already didn't like him.

He looked like he was plotting something. He held out his hand, "Kabuto." I warily took it, not wanting to but doing as told to be polite. "Hi."

I tried to pull back my hand but he held it for a few seconds longer before he let go. Luckily Tobi piped in to get my attention, "My name Tobi what's yours?" I murmured, "Natsumi."

Another young teen with blonde hair pulled back in a half ponytail smirked, "I'm Deidara. You do look like a summer beauty un."

I smiled, "Thanks." The one called Hidan snorted, "Yeah I'm Hidan, nice to meet you Natsy." I scowled at him, "Natsy?" "Yeah got a fucking problem with ti?"

I glared, "Seems to me you do since you can't say my name right!" He smirked evilly and leaned closer, "Oh, you got some fucking nerve?"

Deidara groaned, "Don't encourage him Natsumi. He does this to everyone un." Tobi to the rescue again, "Tobi thinks we should tell Natsumi about our masters." "Good idea, she needs to know un."

Hidan scoffed, "You've already met mine, the big fucking brute Kakuzu. All he cares about is fucking money and has a short fuse." Tobi smiled, "Tobi's is Zetsu, you saw him before too. He real nice but don't make fun of his appearance or he'll get mad. Other than that he's great!"

Deidara sighed, "Mine is the small red head at the table, Sasori. He's an artisan like myself though his view is totally incorrect, but don't let him hear you say that. He's quiet and hates, I mean hates to be kept waiting. Just be careful what you say around him un."

Kabuto spoke bluntly, "Mine is Orochimaru, the one that resembles a snake. If I were you I wouldn't mess with him at all or you'll be killed. That's just how he is."

I gapped at his explanation; he said it like it wasn't a big deal! It seems to me all the master's have bad tempers and are dangerous. I'm going to have to be extra careful from now on for sure.

*He pretty much became the center of attention as soon as they started eating. "It's been a while since we've had a female slave wouldn't you agree Zetsu?"

Said man tensed slighty but put on a false smile, "Yes it has Orochimaru." Kakuzu grunted, "What made you pick a woman anyway Kisame?"

Kisame smirked, "Just something different." "Well at least she's attractive but I don't like the way my brat is touching her."

All masters turned to see Deidara holding her shoulder and whispering something to her, and then they both giggled.

Zetsu chuckled, "You're always so jealous when it comes to your slave Sasori." The red head snorted, "I merely don't like anyone to mess with what belongs to me."

The snake sniggered, "Kind of difficult since your slave is the one doing the physical contact not you."

Sasori glared and was about to snap at him when Kakuzu interrupted, "At any rate, what's her name?" Kisame smirked, "Natsumi."

Zetsu smiled, "Lovely. I'm exceptionally glad she's here because already you seem to be livening up Kisame."

Sasori pointed his fork at him, "It's about time you decided to move on. I didn't know how much more I could take with your depression ruining my mood all the time."

Orochimaru grinned, "So, when are you going to take her into bed?" Zetsu snapped, "Show some decency you ass. It's far too soon for anything like that."

The snake wasn't fazed, "I beg to differ. You need to show what's to be expected of her from now on."

Kisame grumbled, "She'll break if I do that now." "That's the point; break your slave at the very beginning to ensure no disobedience in the long run."

Kakuzu growled, "What's the point in having a slave that is constantly afraid of you? There's no fun in it." Zetsu agreed, "We all have different methods on training our slaves but I for one don't approve of raping one right at the get-go."

Sasori smirked and quickly changed the subject before this spat got out of hand, "That's why you chose Hidan wasn't it Kakuzu?"

The miser sipped his wine, "Yes, he wasn't afraid of me at all and had nerve to try to fight me unlike many other slaves I've observed." "Same with my brat."

Zetsu, who was still glaring at the snake, cleared his throat, "I desired one that would come to greet me when I came home and who I could be affectionate with. No constant bitching like you two have with your slaves."

Kakuzu and Sasori both shrugged with smirks as Kisame narrowed his eyes, "I would appreciate you to not leer at my slave like that Orochimaru."

The snake smirked, "I'm merely observing her body structure and couldn't help but notice she needs to eat more."

He clenched his fists, "I bet."

You try to touch her like my last slave and I'll rip off your limbs and force you to writhe and grovel on the ground like the snake you are!