A.N: People have been asking if this was going to be a major DeiXHina and I'll tell you now it's not. Also I've noticed how many of you reacted negitivly to the end of BMBB. Yea I understand it was a sad ending but that's how it is. There are evil people in the world and sometimes it's not the people you expect that's what BMBB is about.

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I'd like to premote the fanfic Stud Lee by the wonderful Mellos-In-My-Closet. She's been seeing a decline in readers so she's been depriving me of Stud Lee! The story is set in modern day New York were new kid on the block Rock Lee trys to learn how to fit in to the new high school. He meets new people such as his naghbors the gothic Sand Siblings where he meets his unconventional best friend Gaara and the ratical art group called the Akatsuki. Anyways he get's has a crush and is completely clueless on how to impress her so our favoret blondie Deidara takes Lee under his wing. Along in the "training" feelings change and Lee becomes something he'd never thought he would. Stud Lee is mature and contains bad language, references to penises exploding, the making fun of California hair styles, Inner Gaara, and of course Yaoi! Please check out Stud Lee and besure to read and reveiw for it AFTER you finish reading and reviewing this chapter of Curse Of Curves.

Chapter Six: Something to Prove

"I think you need to know something yeah," Deidara said trying to straighten out his limp hair. "Ugh I need to wash…" he muttered to himself before going on with the conversation. "The Akatsuki is an organization bent to destroy ninja society as we currently know it. Is it a bad thing un? I'm not quiet sure and really I don't give a rat's ass what Pein is going to do I'm just happy to be out of that hell hole yeah."

"What do you mean you don't care?" I asked politely.

"All I care about and all I've always cared about is my art," he said still fidgeting with his hair. "I was forced into the Akatsuki."

"Oh…"

"Then last year I met Sakura hmm," he said "I was on a mission for spy work but she saw through my disguise as soon as we met. As a cover up I told her I was on vacation un," at this Deidara makes a humorless laugh "and she fell for it. I broke into her house since she knew Naruto and I was to retrieve information and or kidnap him."

I took a sharp intake of breath thinking about what would have happened if Deidara had kidnapped Naruto. I swear I might have killed myself.

"Things didn't go as planned yeah," he said with a slight smile. "You wouldn't believe how hard I fell for her un. You have no clue how hard."

My eyes widened as the last piece of the puzzle fit together, the missing link to everything. The only reason he was even sitting next to me and talking rather then trying to blow me up. He was in love with Sakura but something happened something cruel, because right now Sakura was married to Sasuke and about to have a baby. Apparently Deidara wants to mean something more to Sakura then just a fling. That's why he'd give up his freedom and maybe even his art.

There was a knock on the door and I nearly jumped out of my seat. "C-come in," I stuttered. The door clicked open and Kiba walked in with a few files. He looked at me then Deidara and back before putting the stack of papers on my desk.

"Genin missions," he muttered and I nodded. He was about to leave again before he looked back at me and smiled. "Take care of yourself Hinata-san, okay?" With that he left and I shivered. I knew everyone was worried about me taking this mission but they really didn't need to baby me I knew what I was doing and I defiantly was going to use this new information to try to get Deidara to give me the Akatsuki's plans. Like Deidara I also have something to prove, I've had something to prove since the first day at the ninja Academy.

"Okay Deidara…I'm sure you would like to go to a bath house," I said quietly "you're beginning to smell." The blond blinked then laughed.

"Mmm this is very nice Pearl," Deidara sighed resting on the side of the tilted bath. I had brought him to a co-ed bath house that required swim suits, one Naruto and I went to often. I smiled at the blond, he looked so relaxed and I was rather happy I could make him happy. I guess he just reminded me of Naruto…yea that has to be it. "I haven't been to a good bathhouse since I was little un."

The water was up to our shoulders but he lowered sown even more into the steaming water till half his face was gone and his hair fanned around him on the surface of the water. I raised a brow as he began to blow bubbles in the water.

"I don't get how you can be so blissful," I said watching him play in the water like a child. "The council could choose to kill you but you don't seem to care."

Deidara raised his head a bit so only his chin dipped into it like the tip of a strawberry into chocolate. His bangs were plastered to his left cheek and over all he looked rather silly for having been asked such a serious question.

"Well I don't really care if your council chooses to have me executed un," he said "and for one thing I already know they wont yeah."

"Oh? Why do you think that?" I asked with dead humor in my voice.

"Because they need me of course," he said with a smile "I've got important information on the Akatsuki and I'm there only chance to obtain this info."

"Right," I said "I nearly forgot." From under the water I could feel my index fingers come together, a nervous habit I'd had since childhood. "So…you're not going to hurt Sakura right?" He looked at me as if in shock. "If you were planning on doing something to the Uchiha family you know I'd have no choice but to keep you locked up."

Deidara's emotions quickly shifted and I could see the glaze of grayness in his visible eye. I must have pinched a nerve I shouldn't have. "Nah no need to worry un," he said in a way that made me question his truthfulness. His eyes flickered away as he moved a bit more to the center of the bath.

Afterward it was nearly time for me to take Deidara back to his cell and he was still in a foul mood from my question. He didn't say anything and I wasn't really in the mood to speak either so I didn't mind the silence. Half way to the prison however he opened his mouth.

"That was very kind of you yeah," he said.

"You're welcome," I replied. The rest of the walk was silent and for some reason…uneasy.

Itachi was unable to find Kisame anywhere and the base was practically empty. With a long sigh he reached under his bed and opened the book again. There were notes scrawled bordering the main text. He could tell that the hand writing must have been Sasori's; the puppet master never let anyone near his treasure trove of books. So he began to read Sasori's notes hoping to find loop hole of some sort.

I find that this jutsu is very useful. However its down sides are great. No, memories of the stolen body can be detected giving for horrible spy work. With some testing I have discovered that assignations are also impossible being that one would kill themselves in the process of killing the body they have stolen. I find that this jutsu is nothing more then an attempt to copy the Yamanaka bloodline of Konoha and is very inartistic.

Finding that he had been wasting his time Itachi promptly throw the ancient book across the room where it knocked Kisame's fish bowl from the end table and shattered. The hapless fish flopped on the now wet floor in a hazard of razor sharp glass. Itachi watched them for a few seconds before becoming uninterested and leaving the room.

"I nearly forgot how stupid reading is," he muttered to himself.

Deidara lied on the mat looking up at the darkness. The room had no windows so his jail cell was completely dark. His back ached from being on the concrete floor but he was grateful for being clean.

Hinata he thought why are you so kind to me? I do not deserve it…not one bit. The blond did not show it but he could feel the depression within him grow every hour he was not with Sakura. He missed everything about her, not just the sex, in fact his mind would only think about her smile, her eyes, her laugh and the softness of her hair.

But it was all glamour. She had never seen him as someone she would spend her life with. She wasn't brave enough to take his hand and climb onto the clay bird with him. She didn't want his personality and he hated himself for it. His self loathing only grew worse as he remembered who she had chosen to be with. Sasuke Uchiha.

Deidara didn't know the guy but he knew Uchiha, and if Sasuke had the same nonexistent sense of humor Itachi did well then Deidara must really suck if Sakura would rather be with Sasuke. But then his mind wondered back to Hinata.

A.N: Yea Deidara is very very depressed. That can't be good on acount that he's also legally insane...And what about Itachi's flunked evil plan? Is this the last time we'll see the annoyed as hell Uchiha? Eh probaby not.