CHAPTER THREE: FORBIDDEN LOVE AFFAIR
"Hello, un."
The girl turned to see Deidara. She smiled a reply and continued watching the waves pound the beach uncessily. She looked the same age as the boy, her face pale, framed by masses of blond curls that sat above her shoulder. She wore a plain black singlet that couldn't stop showing the fact that she was greatily endowed. Under this she wore a pair of grey trackpants.
"What is your name?" Deidara asked, settling beside the girl.
"My name is Dannah, Iwa-no-Deidara." She replied sadily. Deidara froze in fear, how did she know my name?
"It seems that you have been in the dark about Ahinata's condition." The blond continued. Deidara's body wanted to run and alert the others that a Kuniochi was aware of their location, but knowing that they wouldn't believe him as far as they could throw him (Which is far) he decided to stay and listen. All the while he heard a crunch from the house and Ahinata's thunderous yell at whoever. The girl smirked and glanced at her company. Deidara had the distinct impression she was not just seeing him, but seeing through his soul (or its remenants). It was those eyes of her. They were exactly the same as Ahinata's. Except they were more frosty, cold.
"How do you know Ahinata?" Deidara asked the girl. The girl chuckled at the blond.
"Ahinata is a very precious commodity, do you think I will lose sight of her?" the girl said, her voice too old for her age. It was intriguing. "No, I've been here since she was initated into the Akatsuki. She has been a projsc