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Chapter 5 (A Kunoichi Only Does What She's Ordered to Do)

I sit in my bedroom, staring at the ceiling. I've been at home doing nothing for a few weeks now. Tsunade thinks its best that I recover from my experience. Akemi-sensei comes to visit every now and then. I'm so utterly bored. Sure, it's relaxing, but staying cooped up all day isn't fun either. I wonder around the village, but I never see any familiar faces anymore. Someone is always gone out training or on a mission. I usually train at night and volunteer at the hospital at the day.

My balcony door is open. My favorite white curtains fly out whenever a strong enough breeze comes by. Today is nice. A cool breeze and clear sky. With the sun coming in through my windows, touching all my furniture.

Even still, I'm traumatized. I have nightmares and reoccurring memories that make me freeze and become unable to do anything productive until I snap back into reality. I sometimes do strange things, believing I'm back with the Akatsuki and try to "escape". I'm under medication because of it. Mood stabilizers I guess. Just one pill in the afternoon is all I need to take.

I lug myself off of my bed and take a shower. I quickly get dressed and head outside. I head towards the hospital. When I sign in, (my help has been greatly appreciated that I've become a bit of a low-rank makeshift nurse), there's a lot of commotion around. Much more than usual at least. Sakura barges down barking orders herself. When our eyes meet, her face goes softer. Sakura was saved from the Akatsuki's clutches within four or five days. No one came after me for a week. We never spoke of this fact, but were painfully aware of it. Sakura tries to be as painfully kind as she can be to me.

"Naita, we need you upstairs as quick as possible!" Sakura yells, grabbing my wrist and dragging me off.

The higher we are in the hospital, the greater the chaos. Everyone is running around with papers and people of high ranks yelling at the lower ones. The injured/sick are hauling up the waiting rooms; no one seems to mind them. I feel sorry for them, having to always wait for hours just to get serviced. I would hate it. They wanted to check me out when I came crawling back into the village all dirty, but I refused.

Sakura stops in the middle of the hallway. Being shorter than her, I had to peer over her shoulder and peek at Tsunade. Sakura steps to the side so I'm more visible, and Tsunade seems slightly more at ease when she sees me.

"Naita, I have a big job for you; let's call it a mission."

I raise an eyebrow as I hear footsteps behind me. I turn and side step out of the way. But when I glance at the people, my heart stops. My breath hitches just like before, and my eyes widen. Time slows down, and everyone seems to move in slow motion as I take in the sight before me.

There, standing a few feet away from me was the blonde bomber I had become so well-acquainted with. He didn't have his Akatsuki cloak and his shirt was ripped. His hair was down, he was injured. Cuffed. His bang covered everything except the one eye that's always out. It swooped up from looking at the ground and glared at me. In that moment, it seemed like Deidara completely hated my guts. He despised me. Honesty, I would be unsure of what to do if he wasn't cuffed and held down. I couldn't predict what he may do. Would he only kill me, or go on a rampage? Or would he just escape, having mercy on us? I knew that I needed to train harder still, I'm hesitating too much.

Deidara is pushed forward and it led by an Anbu nin further down the hallway. I watch the people who follow. Sasori, Hidan, Itachi. They don't even glance at me, they don't acknowledge me. In a moment, their gone. Probably much more quickly than it played out in my head.

I turn back to Tsunade, waiting for her to tell me whatever "mission" I had.

"I'm sorry Tsunade-sama, but I refuse."

Strangely, she doesn't get the least bit angry.

"You know you can't give me that answer, Naita."

"You're asking me to heal the exact same people who hurt me. That's the exact opposite of what I want to do."

There's a choking silence in the room. I'm sure you could cut a knife through the atmosphere.

"I'm sure you don't want to help them, and you don't. Just restore their health and feed them."

I frown, knowing that what Tsunade said is technically helping them. Tsunade sighs.

"Just imagine this, they get interrogated multiple times a day, comes back to get healed, only to go back to get interrogated again. Its hell on their bodies and it'll be torture to them; you just will be playing a softer role in this than you want."

I suppose that's something I can use to assure myself that I'm getting revenge.

"You'll also be a warden. You'll have to make sure he doesn't escape of course."

I sigh, "Who exactly is this 'he' whom I'm watching?"

Tsunade sets a folder in front of me. "Deidara."

Of course. Opening up the folder is his file. It's the most information any village has on him, knowing how much is known about the Akatsuki members. However, I already know everything in his file. Besides the fact that he opened a forbidden scroll.

I close it. "I know most of this information, thank you Lady Tsunade." I bow before exiting the room.

I hear Sakura sigh before the door is closed.

I enter into Deidara's room. All I had to do was to feed him and heal him.

Deidara sat in his bed, staring out the window. He glares at me when the door opens.

"Please remove your shirt Deidara-san." I don't have anything cunning to say about our current situation, even though I really want to.

"Eh? You're a kinky nurse now, un?"

I blush while grinding my teeth. "Please refrain from such thoughts. I'm only here to heal you and give you your breakfast, and then I'm gone."

Deidara smirks and gives a chuckle while taking off his shirt. Even I refrain from having thoughts of anything else besides professional.

I rub medicine on his chest before healing it. Maybe I should consider becoming a medical ninja; it's all I seem to be decent at nowadays. I feel Deidara's gaze at the top of my head, I stare into his chest. I never realized just how awkward this situation can get. Due to how short I was, I had to lean over his bed ever so slightly. It probably seemed like I was coming onto him to the eyes of an outsider.

"Please lay on your stomach."

"A message now too? This is the life, yeah." I'm tempted to punch him as he rolls over.

I rub the medicine onto his back when the idea dawns upon me. I smirk as I "message" his shoulders. I'm sure not to be gentle either. I slowly work down to the back; I can feel weak spots there, where bruises are. Deidara says nothing. I'm actually almost done when he lets out a groan.

I blush and hit him on the head, "You masochistic idiot!" Deidara is laughing.

When I finish I dump his breakfast on a tray.

"Aw~, you couldn't have cooked up something better, hmm?"

I walk away, closing the door. I'm already grinding my teeth back and forth and interrogation hasn't even begun! I still have to give him two more meals too!

I thought last chapter was a little short so here's another one. Merry Christmas!