Hinata opened her eyes, a very dimply lit room, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness, she tried to figure out where she was. She knew she wasn't n Mogi's lair by the smell of incents that burned. Trying to sit up, Hinata found pain shooting up her back, causing her to struggle.

"Don't try and move." She heard a low voice speak. "Your stitches are still healing."

Hinata tried to find the voice. "W-where am I?" She asked.

"S-safe."

She managed to make out a black cloak that lay across a chair. She tried to focus on it, but soon found herself looking at a shadow that sat at the end of the bed. She tried to sit up once more, but felt a warm hand press on her chest.

"Please, just relax…"

Hinata moved her arms, so that she could hold the hand. "You're the m-man…" She let a smile come across her lips. "M-Mogi's Master." She smiled

The shadow came into the light; he tried not to look at her, for fear of her reaction to his unmasked, stitched face. "Yes, i am."

She squinted her eyes slightly to see stitches ran up from his lips, to his ears, and his arms as well, "Why don't you want to l-look at me?" She asked, "I-I've waited six y-years to see the person w-who saw something in me…" He looked at her; she held a sweet soft smile on her lips. She willed her body once more, ignoring the pain, she sat up. Her smile never leaving her. "T-thank you…"

He looked at her, meeting her soft lilac eyes for the first time in six years…. "It's… No problem…" He answered. "I see Mogi has taken great care of you."

"Mogi…" She whispered, fear washing over her soft features.

"Don't worry… He was not destroyed. In fact, he protected you before I came."

"A-are you going to take him back?"

"Do you want me to?"

"N-no, it's just…. Well he is yours."

"I gave him to you." He looked at Hinata, running his hand down her arm. "He is yours…" Hinata's smile grew at his words, as tears seemed to glaze her eyes. "Why are you crying? Are you hurting?"

"N-No, it's just…. I've n-never received such k-kindness from anyone… Let alone a s-stranger." She reached up wiping her tears. "I-I feel like… w-well this was meant or, or something."

Kakuzu stared at the girl… He wasn't sure what to say at this… Was it meant for him to meet her when he did? He didn't believe in such things like fate.

"W-what's your name?" She asked holding his hand tighter. "You apparently know mine." She smiled.

"I can't tell you." He answered, pulling his hand from hers.

"Why?"

"Because…" He looked at her. "I'm sure it'd give you a reason to hate me."

She giggled before looking at him. "Really, h-hate you? You have showed me so much kindness… Y-you cared about me, n-no one has ever c-cared about me… N-not even my own f-family…" She let a new batch of tears flow down her face. "I couldn't h-hate you…"

Kakuzu came closer, wiping the fallen tears from her face. "I'm sorry, but I feel the less you know, the happier you can be." He looked at her, lifting her head up. "But if not knowing is going to make you upset… My name is Kakuzu." He waited for her to scream, when she didn't he finished. "I'm a member of the Akatsuki…"

"Well… I m-must be lucky." She whispered, with a smile. "I hear the Akatsuki k-kills anyone they come in c-contact with." She looked up into his eyes. "W-why did y-you?"

"I was going to kill you…" He started out. "I'm sure Mogi explained but, when my threads connected to your heart…" He stopped himself, not knowing how to explain it. "Well… I felt connected to you…. You were so pure.."

Hinata took Kakuzu's hand, and placed it on her chest. "I'm glad I could do that for you, even when I was so far away…. Maybe… Maybe you can do the same for me…"