"Come on Tobi. For the last time I do not want to play bingo. You do know it's for old people right?" you said, as you walked out of Tobi's room for the 8th time. He just didn't get that you really hated bingo.

"But Tracey, you said you liked bingo!" Tobi whined.

"What? No I didn't! I've walked out of this room 8 times, saying I hate bingo, and- Wait no; I am not going to explain this again… This better not be like one of those hidden camera shows… Sigh, ok, I'm just going to leave for the 9TH time," you said as you walked out of the room slightly agitated. You looked back as you left, and to your relief, Tobi was not coming back to drag to that god for saken room again. As you started to walk down the hallway, you noticed someone else was walking towards you. You quickly ignored it, knowing it was just Deidara.

"Hey loser." He said to you as you walked past him in the hallway.

"Touché smart ass," you walked past him like you hadn't said a word.

"Listen you little brat, I got beat up all because of you, so you might not want to talk right now!" he yelled at you as he grabbed your shirt and threw you into the wall.

"Ow, that kind of hurt," you mumbled to yourself in pain.

"Yeah, you think that is gonna hurt, well you just wait until I beat the shit out of you, until you feel more pain then I had," he said to you in a murderous tone, punching you in the stomach as you were getting up.

You yelped as you felt blood trickle down your chin. Knowing that he had long bangs, you grabbed them and threw him away from you.

"What the hell is wrong with you, you freak!" you yelled at him as you started to run back to Tobi's room. You turned to run away when he grabbed your leg, causing your skin to scrap off your ankle, as you fell to the floor. You brought your hands out to catch yourself, but that was in vain when your hand scrapped the floor, and you fell. He then started to drag you back by your leg, as you started to claw at his hand. "Ow, that hurts," you whimpered to yourself, as you felt your leg bruising from his grip. You looked up at him and saw his fist going straight for your face. You close your eyes and put your hands in front of your face, waiting for the impact but nothing came. You slowly opened one eye, but Deidara wasn't there anymore, he vanished? Not only a second later did you hear muffled thuds and water drip to the floor. You quickly turned around to see the sight that lay before you. Tobi had Deidara by his neck to the wall. Deidara was bleeding from his mouth and nose, not to mention that he was nearly unconscious. Tobi was wearing his mask but the atmosphere made it feel like everything was turning to stone and then burning.

Tobi turned and looked at you. He spoke in a colder tone then you had ever heard before, "Go back to your room and don't come back out until I tell you too." The hole in his mask looked like it was blazing red. You quickly got up and ran to your room as fast as you could.

*What just happened? First, I was trying to get away from Deidara and then Tobi suddenly appears in the picture with a whole new personality?* you thought to yourself in panic as you ran into your room.

----Madara's POV----

I watched as Tracey ran down of the hallway, out of sight. That was when I turned back to Deidara.

"Listen and listen good, you've already got on my nerves once this week. Are you stupid or just plain retarded," I spoke to him as I punched in the gut once again. Blood trickled down his mouth, he tried to say something but that only caused him to cough up blood, and clench his bloody knuckles in pain. "Stay away from her Deidara, or trust me you'll regret it," I told him in a murderous tone as I tossed him down towards the kitchen. Worthless. There was blood as over the floors and walls. I'm gonna have to have a maid clean that up before people start making assumptions.

---Tracey POV---

It was eight o'clock and there really wasn't much more to do to keep your mind off what happened. You had already taken a shower, listened to your music, clean the room spotless, and good for bid, after that performance why would you want to train.

*Come on, I can't leave this room, so what is there to think about? Well, I guess my family? Yeah, what will happen to Lara and Login? Who's going to take care of them? Mom and dad are never home, so does that mean they expect those two to be able to be responsible enough to actually take care of themselves? Oh dear god, Lara just going to watch TiVo and play with her ninja dolls, and Logan is going to somehow get himself in a shit load of trouble and eat chocolate as his comfort food for a week… Damn Naruto and his bad influence! * You panicked to yourself while pacing. "I gotta get out of here!" you mumbled out loud.

"You realize your never going to get out of here, it's only a matter of time before your village turns against you," you looked back to see Itachi Uchiha leaning in your doorway. You glared; people told you stories about what he did, what he did to people who got in his way, or people that just happen to come upon him. Dead.

"What's the pleasure of having you here?" you asked in a murderous tone.