G'day my dear readers. I have finally decided to write a story that I have intentions of finishing. Right before my finals, brilliant aren't I?

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Stalkers= Priceless

OMGIZZLE o-o my mouse course moved on its own!

"You want me to do what now?" I asked my uncle Sasori as I finished cleaning up his room.

"Sayori." He said as he sat on his bed. He didn't show much emotion but I knew he was irritated. Takes 15 years with him to fully understand how he feels from his monotone voice. Aren't I talented?I growled and kicked the dirt floor, seriously who makes a secret base in a cave then hires (a.k.a. forces) a maid to clean it.

"Can't you go with Deidara?"

"No."

"Can I take Zetsu?" I asked hoping I could take my best friend so that he would eat Diedara.

"No."

"Can I-"

"Sayori, before asking something stupid, please note that the answer is no." He said glaring at the little sand storm I made with my frustration. There was awkward silence between us as I sat on the small little stool in his work shop/room to pout.

"But Uncle!"

"No buts."

"Can't Deidara finish up the mission by himself? After all I'm just a maid."

"You can clean up bodies." He said as he began to patch up his latest puppet.

"OBJECTION!" I cried as I stood up, apparently I stand when I'm angry and sit when I feel like there's no hope in winning.

"Sayori."

"Don't Sayori me."

" You. Are. Going. With. Diedara. That is final." Sasori said as put his creation on the rack.

"Why do you hate me?" I asked pouting.

"I don't hate you."

"Well you sure don't love me if you're sending me and Diedara out. What if he rapes me and I get pregnant with mutated wolves?"

"Then I'll throw a baby shower and buy you tons of meat." He said as he glared some more. Glaring is an art that all Akatsuki members have mastered. Sadly as their maid, I fail at glaring.

"Uncle!" I whined as I opened the door and stepped out.

"Good Night Sayori." He said as he closed the door.

"Bleh stupid Deidara." I growled as I walked down the long narrow corridor. I've lived in this cave since I was 5 and I still can't navigate my way to my room.

"You rang m'lady yeah?" I screamed, my hands flailed all over the place. Even though Deidara was a ninja, he couldn't avoid my slaps of pain.

"Stalker!"

"Am not un!"

"Says the one that snuck up behind me!"

"You were blocking traffic-un!"

"Your room isn't even in this direction!"

"Says the one who has no sense of direction-un.!"

"I do so know my way to my room!"

"Sure Riri-un"

I ran away from him as fast as I could. Now things to consider in this situation:

1.)I'm trying to out run a ninja... That isn't possible unless the ninja is: dying of cancer, or dead.

2.)This corridor is only 1meter wide.

3.)I'm hungry.

4.)This hideout is a maze and has lots of dead ends.

So following the three, wait, four things, I scraped my arm on the pointy wall and ran head first into a dirt wall.

"Stupid dirt." I growled, but hey on the bright side I found my room!

"What a day."

Preview for next chapter: Deidara and I go shopping.. sort of?

"Aren't we supposed to be doing something-un?" Deidara asked as he followed me out of the forest path.

"First we need supplies. Unless you expect us to survive a week without food." I said smirking as we arrived at the gates of Konoha.