um sorry bout the wait peeps life, work and some computer probs kept it waiting. sorry

disclaimer: do i have to put these on every one? well if i do this is all i have to say.i don't own it so give me a break. i wouldn't steal yet it is tempting...

"Welcome home, yeah." Deidara smiled.

Mizuki gasped with shock first at how big her new home was and all the things they had in it. Her second reaction was that of horror at how the beautiful place was kept.

The living room had blood red carpet. Against the wall was a giant 84-inch TV. In addition to that was a stylish entertainment center. Towers that blasted out the sound stood beside it along with black shelves with dark tainted glass that hid their collection of DVDs , videos and games. In front of all this was a large crescent shaped black leather couch with sliver and black coffee tables on each end and one sliver and glass topped table that held the game stations. The room then faded into a dinning room with a dark mahogany table that you sat on the ground. On the sides of the room was doorways leading to somewhere different. Sparkling chandeliers hung in the room letting off bright light that lit the rooms that would otherwise be very dark and dreary.

In this, she found the shock. The place was a mess!

Plates, bowls, silverware and garbage littered the tables and floor. Glasses stood with day's old pop, sake and other stuff or tilted over were it spilt to the ground and left spots on the tile floor (in the dining room the same could be said for the carpet). The food on the plates looked like it was going to get up and walk away any moment. Bowels were stacked so tall that they tilted like the leaning towers of Pisa. Footprint of dried up mud told stories of the Akatsuki walking though the hideout. Dust laid thickly on top of the tables and scrolls of missions and different things laid around in it.

Mizuki's first instinct was to clean right away. She looked around trying to figure out the first thing to do. She looked at Deidara with white eyes full of mystery. His wide smile fell and he stepped back a bit.

"Where's the Kitchen?' She asked.

"Um... Down that hall can't miss it, yeah." He scratched the back of his head and pointed to a doorway on the right side of the room. "Um... the hall to your room is over there," he nodded his head that way and took a step back in that direction. "Six doors down on your right, yeah." then he took off disappearing into the darkness of the hall.

Mizuki stood there for a bit and blinked. His very strange she thought unknowing that he was trying to get out of work. She sighed and headed towards the door of the kitchen picking up some of the mess as she went. How could they live in such a dirty place? She sighed heavily again. Her heart ached to go somewhere that she dearly missed but she didn't know where and why. She got to the kitchen door and looked in.

To her surprise, the kitchen was the cleanest place she had seen so far. The floor was white tile that contrasted with the black marble counter tops and cabinets. Stainless steel appliances looked mildly dusty but nothing else. She walked across the spacious kitchen to the sink, dumped the dishes in to the sink, and started the water turning it to hot. She then began to fill the sink with water.

With searching light lavender eyes, she looked for some soap only to find a box of laundry flakes that could have only been a mistake by one of the crew. She frowned at that but poured some of it in her water anyways. In a matter of seconds, bubbles formed some of them floating off in to the air.

"Now let's get to work." Mizuki said to herself as she went around gathering up dishes in the other room to be cleaned. Some time later after tons of cleaning. Mizuki stood in some very clean rooms. A yawn escaped her lips and lead seemed to fall underneath her eyes. All that work had finally taken its total on the unknown heiress. She shuffled across the now clean living room to the hall that Deidara had pointed to earlier.

The hall was dim lit and sliding doors stood on each side leading to the others rooms and maybe somewhere else. She counted silently to herself as she went down the long stone hall. Five.. six. She looked at the door unsureness ( a/n i don't think that's a word) written all over her face. She took a deep breath as she reached out and grabbed the smooth wooden frame to the door. She then gently slid the door open expecting anything. But the only thing that come out of the door was darkness. She sighed with relief.

The pale girl then slipped into her new room. When her eyes adjusted to the darkness she found a room carved from the stone. There was a twin bed up against the side of one wall with a chest at the end of it. A dresser sat along another wall along with a door that led to her closet. She stifled another yawn and head to the bed were she took off her sandals and curled up in to the bed letting sleep over take her.

"You have forgotten us..."

"No I haven't!" she stood in blackness voices of her memories spoke around her. The stood in the shadows were they moved and crept harassing the new member.

"You have forgotten who you are..."

"I just need to find you." She said back to them agurementive

a thousand different voices man and women taughted her "you have forgotten your home, your family, your life, your soul... In turn you have forgotten you.."

"I would never."

Then only one voice spoke. It was I tiny voice small, sweet saddened. A shadow separated it's self from the darkness that enclosed Mizuki. It stepped up closer to the confused girl. The shadow then took form of a smaller girl who looked similar to her but she could tell it was not. She looked up with the same pale eyes causing something to twist in Mizuki's heart.

"Why have you forgotten us? Why have you forgotten me?" Suddenly the place got cold, very cold. "Now you die.."Mizuki looked at the girl with shock utter horror ran though her. She girls eyes were gone and blood dripped out of the corner of her mouth.

She woke up with a start . She looked around her room as she wiped away cold sweat from her forehead. It felt like it was still dark but now in her room was a eerie green light. Her white eyes fell onto an alarm clock it read 6:13 am. some must have placed it in here for me. They must have woke me up. She then grumbled to herself about how no sleep would come to her and slid out of bed. With soft feet she headed to her door and peeked out. Nothing moved out in the hall and could be said quiet if not for five different men snoring in their rooms.

She looked down the hall were she hadn't been yet and quickly noticed a door that had been half shut by someone but had slid back open. Curiosity grabbed Mizuki and she headed for the door on light feet. When she reach it she peeked in almost expecting it to be someone's room but all she could see was darkness. She walked in a bit with an out stretch hand suspecting it might be a closet. She walked in arm out streached. Small fingers then felt a string that went up to the light. Pulling down on it the light came on.

With curios eyes she looked around the closet. She found weapons hung on the wall in a neat orderly fashion that seemed out of the ordinary for them but that didn't catch her attention very much. What did was a black sack that was tossed in a far corner of the room. Curiosity killed the cat and Mizuki walked over to it tiptoeing slowly as if she would set off an alarm if she came to close. She bet down to pick it up with a fast beating heart. Her small hand caught hold of the strap on the pack She then went to open the pack.

'I see you're a wake." said a voice behind her. Mizuki jumped at it dropping the bag to the floor.

She looked at the man that stood in the door way. His sliver hair glistened in the light and he now only wore a pair of long black pants. His eyes were black and held a lust for pain and killing that sent shivers up the young woman's spine. His shoulder lend against the side of the door way and a lazy expression was on his face.

"Gomen Hiden- sensei." She gave a little bow as her cheeks turned scarlet.

" Fine, Fine. Deidara said you might need some training weights to help increase your speed so here they are." He held up a pack similar to the one that Mizuki had just dropped. She shuffled over to him still blushing and nervous. Taking the pack she bowed to him again and found the pack suddenly more interesting then the man in front of her. It felt very heavy to her. Lead?... It has to be.

He gave a smile at the shy acting girl in front of him then walked away smoothing his hair as he went.

"Hit it." was his command to the heiress. She tried to but the weights had done a total on her their weight was making it to hard for her right now she needed a rest just a quick one." Pathetic" He hissed.

Mizuki's shoulders slumped a bit and she tried to pick up a weighted leg to hit the post in front of her. The afternoon sun beat down on the small girl and she had been train since ten that morning ti was now around 2 pm. He could at least give her a break she hadn't even fallen to sleep that night after her training in the middle of the night.

"Why don't I take her off your hands?" a cool voice asked. They both looked at it's owner and Mizuki felt even more let out. It was Kisame. His wrapped sword was on his back , blue shark face was in a grin that told her that it was even more work then she would have liked right now.

She looked at Itachi who looked at her with emotionless red eyes. " Go." he nodded his head towards his friend then . The look he gave her made her feel like she was going to cry. She had tried her best she really did but it just seemed no good to him. With a heavy heart she walked over to Kisame., bowed and then followed him towards were he was going to train her.

" what are we working with Kisame sensei?" she asked trying to push a way the feeling of shame that had laid it's self in her.

With a toothy smile he told her in one word. " weapons." after a little bit of expaining it gave her some tiem to rest and regain some of her lost strength, he had her doing drills with targets and different throwing objects ranging from kunais and shuriken to dagger and sebon needles ( which she was very good with.) then sending her though speed drills and last came the copy me rounds.

"Ok now follow what I do." he smiled then quickly pulled out kunai throwing them one by one at targets in rapid session. Mizuki then did the same but was slower. He jumped and threw more kunai then dropped to the ground and threw shuriken. She followed the same way almost spraining her ankle because of her not being to use to the extra weight. He stood back up doing flips throwing sebon needles and shuriken as he went hitting different targets. She followed keeping up as he quickly moved on.

Soon it was like some kind of show with all kinds of weapons slicing the air hitting the targets with a thwack ,thwack , thwack. It was also amazing was Mizuki who had to dodge the others weapons as he threw them out. Jumping, ducking, bending , flipping with her flexible body and spinning on light feet lifting off the ground as if the weights now had no control over her body and she was no longer part of this world and did not have to follow the same law's of physics as everybody else.

Unknown to her the other Akatsuki were watching with studying glazes. Each taking in note the way she moved like it was some kind of dancer transforming it into a some kind of show that she had unkowing planned out rather then a very thought out series of drills.

Kisame stopped and in a few seconds later Mizuki stood next to him breathing hard sweat glistening of her ivory skin. She pushed some of her hair that had escaped the pony out of her face and hooked it behind her ear. With black eyes kisame then looked at her then growled.

"Fight me."

" N-n ne?" she stammered eyes widening with some shock.

"Fight me. Choose one of those swords over there." he pointed towards a tree were sheathed swords lend against it. Mizuki gave him a quizzical look but went over to them. She looked at them careful and choose one that had a handle with sapphire stones inlayed around a dragon. She picked it up unsure what she was going to do with it exactly. She walked to the center of their training ground pulling out the sword with hesitation. Kismae then pulled out his wrapped sword from off his black and planted it in front of him.

Mizuki gulped and started to shake. To her knowledge she hadn't held a sword in her life and now she was facing someone who defiantly knew how to use a sword like he was born with the knowledge. She held the sword in front of her gripping the handle so tightly that her knuckles turned whiter then they already was. She noticed his grin that said this - is -what - I - live -for.

He lifted the sword to the side of him then like a silent whistle went off he came towards the small girl. Her eyes widen and she froze sacred out of her mind. He quickly closed the space between them rising the sword up to attack. He let it down. Dust was in the air and he let it settle. She was gone.

Mizuki stood behind a tree breathing heavily he mind reeling and thoughts scrambled. The forgotten Hyuuga suddenly knew they weren't kidding when the said she had to met standards and she would get very close to death doing it. He just about KILLED ME! she thought. damn it...I won't win this one and he'll slice me to shreds. she then looked up and an idea popped into her head.

" Come on Mizuki come on out and fight me. Don't run and hide." he jeered in his calm voice. She had just climbed up the tree and decided a side air attack would be best. That is when he saw movement to the side of him. He put his sword up just in time to stop her from slicing him. She hung in the air for a second then flipped over his head. She landed to the side on the other side of him swinging the sword towards his unguarded side. Kisame moved just in time for it to just cut a hole into the side of his cloak. He growled and killing light came into his eyes similar to the one that he had when she had cut his cheek.

She didn't wait but brought back the sword with quickness while she stepped forward to try and get him again. This time it hit his sword and she saw the might of it. The sword was gray with what looked like shard scales that covered it. He swung it around the giant thing with extreme skills and tried to get past her guard. It didn't work they just got into a sword lock.

Kisame grunted and pushed down on the other tryign to push out the weaker handler. Mizuki's arms just about gave away when she jumped back then ducked as the massive weapon went over her head then quickly jumped up as he brought it back around and closer to the ground. As she was airborne she lunged towards him sword in front of her then she started to swing it. Sliver flashed in the sunlight. Then came a sound of some thing breaking.

The sword shattered in her hand as it again hit the shark mans sword. She fell to the ground with shock looked at the handle the last that remained of her sword as shiny pieces of metal fell around her. She looked up her sensei her sliver eyes widened and she quickly rolled over to the side. His sword fell just a hair from hitting her and he was already picking it to bring down upon her again.

Deidara who with the rest of them watching stood up ready to stop Kisame right then and there. He stepped forward and was grabbed by someone.

" Don't do it." was the smooth soft voice of Sasori.

" Sasori no dana his going to kill her, yeah." he argued rage building up inside him.

"Just wait and see." the red head stated pulling the stubborn blonde back. Deidara crossed his arms looking away with a grunt.

Back on the training grounds Mizuki was even more shocked as the sword was coming back at her. She flinched. Raising up the hilt useless thining. Their right when the say pay backs a b.. Suddenly another idea came to her.

Shock covered the whole scene as the sword was stopped. MIzuki now sat behind her new blade made of her own charka. It was just as much of a surprise that she had the advantage of moving out of the way and attacking Kisame again. He was a little bit slower after recoving from his shock as he tried to block her blow but her charka blade bit in to his side. His sword finally coming around getting her in the leg. A burning pain shoot though the two ninja as the others attack hit them they both pulled away blood dripping to the ground. Mizuki limped father away from him tears of pain in her eyes and she was breathing in quick short breathes.

The others now came into the field seeing that the fight had reach some kind of end. Deidara went over to Mizuki who was kind of leaning on her new blade. He offered her his arm that she took it gladly. Wrapping an arm around his neck and adding weight on to him instead of her injured leg.

"I guess you won by a first hit." Kisame who lend against his sword and holding his bleeding side gave a toothy smile again black eyes glinting in the sun. He stood tall using all of his six foot plus height and slowly walked back to the cave. The others followed last being Itachi that kept giving her recessing looks.

" Great job Mizuki, yeah" the blonde beside her congregated her.

Mizuki smiled" I think that was just luck" She stated as she started to hobble with the help of Deidara beside her. A growl came form her stomach causing her to turn red. " um you think when I get fixed up when can get something to eat?"

Wel that it for a bit. sorry again. i really don't like this chapter though but here it is i kind of owe it to ya. DA