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As the sun rose slowly, Sasori began his search for Drii. He knew she wouldn't go very far wounded, but had a nagging feeling she pushed herself anyway. He kicked Deidara awake and told him to get dressed.
"What's wrong, un?" he muttered groggily.
"Search and rescue. Get your ass in gear and let's go," Sasori snapped.
Sasori left and went into the kitchen to pack food. Kisame had made tea, which was a plus, but that also meant that the shark had questions. As he packed, Sasori thought of when Drii had first met everyone; something he did often. She seemed so indifferent to them, it was almost like she had known them forever and grown tired of them. She was incredibly young then, but just old enough to soar through and graduate from the ninja academy. Now she could come and go as she pleased, so long as all secrets were left untold. Sudden yelling from the basement interrupted Sasori's thoughts as well as Kisame's questioning. With a sigh, the shark man left to go shut up the prisoner while Sasori left through the back door with Deidara.
"So who are we rescuing, un?"
"Who the hell do you think? Who isn't here, Deidara?"
The blond thought for a moment, then gasped. "Where's Drii-chan? What did Itachi do? I swear I'll kill him-"
"Shut up. Please. You get really annoying when you start babbling and it wastes time which could be spent thinking of maybe, oh I don't know, a PLAN?!"
Deidara flinched away from Sasori and summoned his giant clay bird. The two ninjas jumped on and took off, scouring the ground for their teammate.
Drii followed Madara to his own hideout, where the younger Uchiha waited in the dark. He glared at Drii the same way Itachi would, but nonetheless it made her smile that he still tried to outdo his older brother.
He continued his glare as he spoke. "Why is she here?"
"Why does it matter why I'm here? What matters is that both of us are here and we may not deserve to know the reason. So live with that and shut your mouth," Drii snapped.
Madara laughed darkly. "Are we going to fight or formulate a plan?"
Drii turned on her heels and faced him. "A plan for what? What can we accomplish with Orochimaru's puppet, a reject, and someone who's supposedly an idiot?"
"You forget your goddess," Madara said smiling. "She will be of great help to me."
Drii felt her veins surging with adrenalin suddenly. A cold wind snapped through her and Isis took over. "Foolish as always, Madara Uchiha."
"But even a fool can find relief in hearing your voice again, Isis," Madara said. "Why am I foolish now?"
"You honestly think I would help you after you locked me away?" Isis laughed, looking over at Sasuke. "And this boy...Obviously of Uchiha blood, but different from Itachi. Why is he here?"
Sasuke formed Chidori in his palm and activated the Sharingan. "Who do you think you are? Talking about me like you know me, but I've never seen you before."
With a wave of her hand, Isis sent him flying back into a wall. "It would behoove you to learn respect, child. The Sharingan has no effect on me whatsoever. Your silly little Chidori wouldn't even shock me. I am the Goddess Isis, and you are a foolish mortal. Learn your place and remember it, boy."
Madara rose and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Calm yourself, Isis. Sasuke hasn't learned what he needs to know."
Isis turned her fury on Madara. "Is it not your duty to inform the child?"
Sasuke growled and lunged at Isis with Chidori. "I am not a child!"
Once again she sent him flying backwards, without so much as a glance. Her eyes burned into Madara's, sparks almost visible from the fight for dominance. Eventually Madara stepped down from it, turning around and walking over to a crate to sit on it. Sasuke got up and looked at Isis, who was now wearing more celestial clothes. Her hair flowed down her back, held back by an ivory comb embellished with jeweled lotus flowers. Her body was lean and muscular, free of any imperfections, as most ethereal beings were. As though she had suddenly become water, she glided over to where Madara was sitting and said something to him quietly. Madara stood and led her into a deeper recess of the cave, leaving Sasuke in the front.
"The boy will get in the way, Madara," Isis said quietly.
"Are you worried he will foil the plan?" Madara's smug grin angered her further.
"Not so much a worry as a premonition. The last time this plan of yours was executed, you locked me away and almost got yourself killed."
Madara wrapped an arm around her waist and held her tightly when she tried to break away. He lightly stroked the side of her neck, studying her face. "I didn't lock you away, love. I only hid you so that you wouldn't be hurt," he murmured before kissing her.