When morning came, Hitomi woke with a start before looking about the room and remembering all that had happened was real... She had no where to go to if she had to run... No home to return to... Her friends would think her a traitor... She was alone...

She looked at her hands, realizing she sat alone in the bed. Stuffing her face into her palms she felt her shoulders tremble. She wanted to scream... She wanted to run... Sleep... let it all fade away... But the fact was she had done the unforgivable... If she dare go back, they'd kill her. If she tried to go back and returned, she'd be killed...

She had changed alliances and if she turned away, then there truly would be no place to turn to then...

She got out of the bed and looked at the blank room with a soft sigh, a voice greeting her.

"You're up."

She turned quickly in surprise and saw Deidara stood there and waved half-heartedly.

"Yeah... I am... Unfortunately..." she frowned and looked away, ashamed of her fear.

"I remember when I first became a missing-nin..." he smiled softly, "Interesting times, un... But don't worry, it'll get better and you'll forget all about your ties with them."

"Even with best friends..?" she asked quietly.

"If you have friends still there... forget them. Trying to trust them to let you live will only give them the chance to kill you, un."

She frowned and looked at the blonde, "This isn't going to be easy, is it..?"

"No, it won't. But I'm sure you'll do fine... Until then, Kakuzu was looking for you... Try not to piss him off and get yourself killed so soon..." Deidara smirked and left the room.

She blinked, how many people had Kakuzu done in to get Hidan and Deidara to warn her not to piss him off..?

Shrugging, she rushed out of the room to find Kakuzu, "You were looking for me?"

"No I wasn't." Kakuzu looked up from counting his ryo.

"But... Deidara just..." she frowned, already they were playing tricks... wonderful...

"Nevermind, I'll go." she turned and stormed off to find Deidara, "Why'd you tell me he was looking for me if he wasn't?"

"Just to see if you'd actually go." Deidara shrugged, some clay in his hand.

She sighed and shook her head, don't mouth off... Just let them do their thing... She went back to her room.

Back in her room, however, Hidan was sitting on the bed and cutting up her blanket.

"What- You know what...? Not even gonna ask..." She sighed.

"Good, because I'm not gonna give you a straight answer..." he kept cutting, going on about something unrelated.

She decided not to listen, instead going to the other side of the room and leaning on the wall. She rolled her eyes when she saw a half hour had passed and he was still talking, now having moved on to cutting her mattress.

"You really don't leave anything alone... do you?" she asked.

"Nope." he stabbed the mattress a couple more times before tossing the already-destroyed-before-she-got-there pillow.

He stood up and stepped over to her, looking her up and down before commenting.

"Your turn." he smirked.

"What?" her voice rose slightly as she tried to back tight against the wall.

He held the blade out to her, "Come on... can't be too bad... Not hard at all... Just put the blade to your flesh and slice. It's easy."

She sighed and took the blade, "You seriously want me to cut myself..?"

"What? Tch. no. Me, stupid."

"What?" Now she was really confused as he stepped close and held the blade to his chest.

"Go ahead... let's see what you can do. I'm not gonna die anyways." He grinned.

She frowned but shoved the blade underneath his sternum, listening as he purred happily, praying quietly.

She shook her head and took the blade out, marveling at the splash of scarlet for a moment before she felt his hand at her wrist.

"Come over here..." He closed the door and then laid down, "Now show me what you can really do."

She bit her tongue and began to cut open his chest, taking her time as she felt the ribcage beneath her hands, realizing this flimsy blade wouldn't be able to cut through that...

With blood on her hands, she decided to take all the emotions inside out on the other. He'd said show him what she could do... Open invitation.

What happened next was a blur, everything mixed... She felt grief and anger... and when she regained what was going on, they were both covered in blood, his blood. But her bottom lip was bleeding and he was sitting on the edge of the bed, dripping blood on the floor. She was lying on the floor and he chuckled softly.

"What'd you do, pass out?" He smirked.

"I... I don't know..." she sat up and looked at him.

"You really did a number on me..." he hummed, playing with a strip of flesh and making her skin crawl with that strange feeling once more.

She stood up, "Well... now my bed is ruined... blood and cut and-"

"Sleep in my room."

"What?"

"You say what a lot, don't you? Are you half deaf or something?"

"No..." she frowned, "But it's your fault my things are torn anyways..."

"Well then you should take my room. Only fair, right?"

She sighed and chewed her tongue before looking at him, "Fine."

"It's settled then... I'll see you tonight.. then we can really let you loose and see what you can do." he grinned and turned to leave.

"Sure... did I bite my lip or something..?"

"No, I did." He flashed a smirk and left.

She blinked once he'd left, realizing he might have more then knives and blood in mind... This could be a problem... But then why was she still so willing to go?