A/N- Once again sorry this took so long. Ive been working on some of my other stories lately. Since after I finish this one, and "The Prodigy of Uchiha" I'm going to take a little break time form Naruto stories. I'm still deciding on what I'm going to write for but It'll probably be for either Tales of Symphonia or Final Fantasy. Woot. I gave you all a present in this chapter just because it's been majorly requested for me to do so. Hooray for not so subtle hints. in fact they're rather blatant if you ask me.

Oh well. I do not own Naruto. Cheerios.


Chapter 18 – Death to moral dilemma

She sighed, and turned to Hidan. "Fine, give me a boost." She moaned, admitting her defeat, and very much expecting the groups of them to laugh at her misery. However, Tayuya only heard chuckles from the others, and Hidan simply turned his head away. She frowned. "You awake in there, dumbass?"

"Get Deidara or Kisame to do it." He snapped, "Didn't you just say you didn't want my fucking help?"

Over to the side, Deidara gave off an uninterested look, and Kisame merely remarked with a "Don't think so". She frowned deeper, she sucks up her pride and then they lose interest like the bastards they were. She ground her teeth. Paused, and tried for her plan B. As she had said before, there are very few things that catch a guy's interest when it comes to girls, and when she examined this list, she realized she had about none of them. She could always stay in this room forever…

No. That was unacceptable. Sick, disturbing and wrong, how dare her mind think of something like that. There was one solution to her problem, as she understood how impossible it was to get through said window on her own. She sighed. To get anyone's attention there was simply one thing she must do.

She would have to fake it, fake the stupid innocent charm which she so lacked in every way. She thought back to those soap operas Kabuto would watch sometimes. God knows it was probably the only useful thing Kabuto had ever done for her. At least that damned outfit she was wearing would come to some use. That damned short cut black shirt and shorts; she sighed, and pushed her bangs back.

She pulled herself off the bed and stood in front of Hidan, since had always considered him to be the most perverted anyways. In retrospect, she considered maybe it could turn out for the worst, but if it could get her out of the room for just a bit… maybe it could be somewhat worth it.

"Please?" She muttered, trying hard to put on the most innocent accent she could, and as she listened, it seemed to do nothing but make her sound weird. Her voice used to talking deeper than that. Oh by the way folks, the shojo eyes are not your friend, they hurt to try. I mean, think how hard it is to make your eyes grow half the size of your head, how is this cute? Wouldn't that be a little odd-looking? Oh, sorry little off topic there for a second.

Hidan frowned a bit, perhaps catching on already that she was trying to exploit him. She had always thought he was too dense for that, but who could be sure? So for a moment it was filled with awkward sharing. She grit her teeth silently again. Another shot might do it. She remembered what Kin used to say about guys, flatter them and they'll do anything. They were all egotists so she said. "I mean I can't do it myself, and you don't want me to get hurt, do you?" Another pause went around the room, Deidara chuckled to himself in the corner, being the most intelligent perhaps. "I'm sure that you can help us all out with your…" She paused, repressed the will to vomit, and made up a comment. "Big… strong arms?"



The more I talk like this…who am I kidding I already feel sick! Her eye twitched a little, and even more when she noticed Kisame raise his hand. Great. What's this asstard have to say?

"I'll do it." He announced, and the other eyes in the room shot over, these eyes including Hidan's.

"I don't fucking think so Fish man." He mumbled. Kisame silenced. "Besides she asked me first."

Tayuya paused. He didn't see through it anyways. Even blatant out of character moments could fool his dumb self. She sighed; it was best to get this over with. He stood up off the floor,

"Fine lets just get this over with." He moaned, as if it were some great annoyance. "I' sick of being stuck in here with you assholes anyways."

Tayuya jumped back on the bed without a word, until he paused for a bit too long. She grumbled under her breath things that she wasn't sure if he could hear or not. His eyes moved to the sides, showing a mixture of aggravation and anxiousness. She twisted her foot in the sheets and blankets. "Hurry up!" She said, making sure he could hear that. Hoping he would suddenly change his mind. "You want the hell out of here or not?"

She gave up. Being innocent just wasn't for her, and apparently he failed to care anymore, as he let out a growl of "I'm coming, hold your damn horses."

He grabbed her by the sides and she took that as a winning goal, amazed it lacked the perversion she so expected by this moment. After he lifted her high up enough she got a steady grip on the window enough to slide through and get a firm grasp.

"Okay, I've got it!" She shouted back, she heard some sort of rumble back in the room, but she could really care less. She took a breath, and looked down, then froze. Somehow she failed to remember she was on the second floor of the building. She could understand a few things on how this exactly could be a problem.

Observation 1: She was in a bad position to jump.

Observation 2: There were several trees that she was likely to crash into.

Observation 3: Trees hurt when you make direct hits from above.

Conclusion: This was going to hurt like a bitch and she was probably likely to break her ankle.

Observation 4: She needed legs for walking, running, and other activities in which they were useful.

Observation 5: There were no hospitals she was capable of going to.

Observation 6: No one here probably had a medical license.

Conclusion: She was going to die of a hemorrhage.



She sighed, at what "great" ideas she came up with. She sighed again.

"I changed my mind, suddenly a few weeks starving to death doesn't seem like such a bad fucking idea!"

No reply came from the inside. She shivered. "HELLO?!"

"Are any of you still fucking alive?!"

Ignored, she sighed, and once again gave up any hope of living at all. She pulled the rest of her body through; maybe she could get a balance on that tiny windowsill well enough to…

Access denied. The moment she tested it, of course, she lost balance and was sent flying off the windowsill much like a rock being thrown outside of the window itself. There was only one hope for her to land properly, or only break less important limbs, preferably the arm, since she didn't need it for escaping but then again she needed it for jutsu. On her second decision, she took the legs anyways, focusing the landing on her legs. She managed to avoid the trees at least, and hit the ground with a loud "thud".

She glanced at her left leg. It wasn't black, bleeding. But not black. She frowned and her eyebrows twitched with her anger. It hurt indeed, but she supposed it was better than broken.

"You still alive down there, hm?" She heard Deidara shout out through the window. She sighed.

"Shut the hell up!" She shouted back up. "Of course I'm still alive asshole!"

"Just curious!"

-

Tayuya paused for a moment, understanding where she was. Outside, with every one of those Akatsuki bastards trapped inside. She smiled; this just might be her big break. She could not deny it was miserable, and infuriating for every second she was with them. They were morons the whole lot of them, and it wasn't as if they would go after her if she just vanished. Besides, they were trapped in that room, and they weren't breaking out any time soon.

They would perhaps let themselves die in there, how fun. After all they were relying on her to let them out. She could just leave…

She turned in the opposite way of the hideout. Who cared about the money anymore anyways?

It was torture to be there. She started off and froze a moment.

Then sighed. I hate moral dilemmas.

Doesn't matter, they're villains; no one cares if villains rot and die. That's why they're there. They exist only to create conflict with the protagonists so therefore the plot has purpose to move on. So therefore, 

they have no purpose at all. Somehow Tayuya managed to skip over the fact that she was indeed a villain herself. She started off again. BE QUIET CONSCIENCE! No one asked you! After a bit more of internal conflict necessary to every story she sighed.

I REALLY hate moral dilemmas…

-

"Have you ever gotten the feeling that you've probably just been completely fucking ditched?" Hidan muttered. "She's taking way too fucking long to get back."

"Aww, worried, Hidan, hmm?"

"Deidara…" Hidan muttered quietly, and then raised his voice for the next statement. "Shut the fuck up!"

Deidara merely chuckled at this, and with a smile, went on.

"Oh alas my one true love has left me behind!" He shouted in fake anguish, obviously trying all he could to infuriate Hidan. "Oh Sadness! Oh Despair! Oh Angst and sorrow!"

"DEIDARA SHUT THE HELL UP!"

"I still wonder how you bought in that little innocent act of hers, hm?" He chuckled, simply never getting too much delight out of this. "Surely Hidan has lost all confidence as a man, hmm?"

Hidan twitched and said nothing. "As if I was even fucking interested," He murmured, "I just want out of here."

"Fine say what you will, yeah?" He smiled devilishly. "She's probably long gone by now anyways, I wouldn't doubt."

Hidan looked over to his side, facing Deidara with a harsh scowl.

"Have you ever considered that you may be getting a bit too much fucking enjoyment out of this?"

Deidara raised a finger, still smiling. "Schadenfreude." He chuckled. "Besides, you make it far too easy, yeah?"

Hidan wouldn't pretend to know what that word meant, but it seemed to only increase his foul mood. He knew few things, and most of them involved a set number of people dying horrible terrible deaths soon. If he had to blow a hole in his wall eventually, she was definitely dying for it. He noticed Deidara must have had enough fun with him, because the wonderful silence had returned, Or knowing Deidara he was just lacking new material.

-

Every step came with another wonderful, painful present of its own, as for people who have had leg wounds before, going up stairs begins to sound less like footsteps, and goes more to the tune of: "ow, step ow, step ow, step, ow, step, SON OF A BITCH THAT HURTS, step." and so on and so forth until people start looking at you and you say it in your mind to prevent any further embarrassment than falling out of a window.

What a surprise that Tobi wasn't even there anymore. He had probably went and gotten food or something, knowing what idiocy it was that all the doors in the hideout had locks that lock from the outside. She moaned knowing it still wasn't too late to ditch them; she could still turn around and never come back. She gave one more thought to it and unlocked the door, and slid it open.

Stupid moral Dilemmas.


A/N- and for those who don't know, Schadenfreude means "taking joy out of others misery."