I think I might've made Sasori a bit too OOC the last chapter, seeing as his gigantic outburst. Ehh, so sorry about that guys if you thought he was a tad bit OOC. Just a warning, Konan might seem a bit more friendly than in the Anime/Manga I guess. But it's only because there's another girl in the gang! So deal with me. Also this chapter will have different POVs (Point of Views).Thank you, please read on~

"As I opened the door to my bedroom, I fell onto the bed, face first with my legs dangling at the edge of the bed to the floor. Still thinking of Sasori-san's angered outburst like that, I can't seem to fall asleep. What's this scary feeling? Why am I scared of him? Why does it hurt me to see him like this? Why are all my questions always left unanswered...? Before I could ponder more, I drifted back to sleep. This time full of nightmares."

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Hoshi

Two knocks resonated through the bare room I now own. Since my face was still in the covers of the bed because I was still in the same position as when I was awake, my "Come in" got muffled. The person who knocked on my door came in, closing the door behind them.

"Wake up Hoshi..." Konan's soft melodic voice sing-songed.

"I don't feel like it..." again with the muffled-ness.

"C'mon. It's already 8 a.m. We should go shopping now, before Kakuzu changes his mind about "lending" me his money." Konan smiled.

"Meh..." I groaned.

Konan must've been serious about the "Kakuzu changing his mind about the money" thing because she was starting to get impatient about that. Konan inwardly groaned before dragging my arms up and hoisting it over her shoulders and carrying / dragging me to the bathroom.

"Come on Hoshi. It'll be fun today! Please~" she made a puppy dog face; well, attempted to.

It was more like a pout but nonetheless, it still worked. "Fine..."

The blue haired woman grinned and left the bathroom, waiting for me to get ready. A heavily sigh escaped my frowning lips. The events of 4 hours ago rewinds and replays itself in my mind. I decided to put it behind me. No use in feeling self-pity. As I turned on the faucet, I looked in the mirror. My skull eye patch was still there. If Sasori-san decided to turn my whole body into a puppet, did he manage to fix up the scars under this cloth? Only one way to find out.

I gently lifted up the patch, and sure enough, the area around it was flawless. No scars or scratches whatsoever. Maybe being a puppet wasn't so bad after all...maybe...I mean, Sasori-san is a puppet, how bad could it be? Oh Kami-sama, what am I thinking...? This goes against all my life philosophy.

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After about 10 minutes of getting ready, I headed out the door with Konan. We had to use the Transform Jetsu seeing as how we didn't need to attract any trouble. We weren't wearing our Akatsuki cloak so I had on Konan's slightly big white T-Shirt with a black cross that had small black angel wings with scribbled illegible light blue cursive that matched with black flare-jeans that were also slightly big and covered almost all my feet and Kunoichi sandals. Though I like my pants like that so it was fine. I had a black leather choker necklace on with a white diamond cross in the middle [I probably should've mentioned this before, but I had this necklace from the start but I thought I lost it when I got kidnapped]. Once again my hair was left hanging behind me.

I decided to change my hair and eye color to the alternative color they used to be. Now I had longer than shoulder length silver hair
and pinkish red eyes. To be honest I looked like a female Hidan. The only difference was my hair was longer (but not as long as past the top of my abdomen) and I had a more feminine touch to my facial features. Though there was still that demonic smirk filled with malice and bloodthirsty eyes.

Konan changed her amber orange eyes to a lush forest green. She kept a touch of her dark blue hair but only as streaked highlights for her now black hair with bangs that sweep past her eyes. She kept her lip piercing but added a silver nose ring. Now her outfit consisted of a black tank top with grey and white abstract objects under a T-Shirt like fishnet. She rolled up her skinny jeans till they reached just below her knees. Satisfied, she led us to the nearest village. Let the shopping commence!

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"Who knew shopping could be so much fun?" I laughed.

"Well it is with me after all." winked Konan.

"True true." I mused.

We were going around all the shops in the villages and so far each of us had 20 bags full of clothes, weapons, scrolls, groceries, (you cannot BELIEVE how much the guys eat, jeez we might as well feed them off a truck load of food. But I doubt even that would satisfy their bottomless pits of black holes they call their stomachs) and other knick-knacks.

We were just carelessly strolling down the path, thinking we were just about done with shopping. My eyes aimlessly wandered elsewhere while my mind was in LaLa Land. Soon my eyes caught a glimmer of some sort, sparking my interest.

"Hey Konan...can you watch over my things please?" I asked, not paying much attention.

Konan was about to refuse until she saw the dreamy expression I had on my face, knowing that I'd still dump it on her no matter what. "Oh fine..." and with that she whipped out a summoning scroll and placed all the bags into that handy compartment space.

"I'm going into this jewelry shop! Meet me here when you're done." announced Konan.

I silently drifted towards the small booth, unaware of Konan's announcement. The fortune teller noticed my presence, looking at me with those mysterious grey eyes of hers. Her tannish white hair was tied in a bun.

"What can I do you for, young lady?" came her shrilly voice, instantly reminding me of a witch.

As my right eye twitched, I calmly asked, "Can you reallytell my fortune?"

"Of course. I'm a fortune teller am I not?"

Again with the earsplitting 'sound', again with the noticeable twitch. "And how do I know you're not spewing out lies?"

"Come closer. I'll prove it to you. I'll tell you your fortune. All you need to do is come closer and put your hand onto the crystal ball." she grinned, revealing crooked yellow teeth, some had holes drilled into them while others were missing.

Okay if my eye twitches anymore I'ma dig it out of my eye socket and throw it at this old hag. Something about her seems...disastrous. And unnerving. Albeit, I am desperate...so I guess I'll take the chance. As I stepped forward slowly, her grin grew. I hesitantly touched the crystal ball and immediately cursed myself for being so stupid. The old woman crackled like lightning.

"Dammit!" I cursed.

I tried to pull my wooden arm out of the crystal ball, but it just sank in deeper and deeper as time passed by. Soon my whole hand was in the crystal ball. Just then, I remembered what Sasori-san had said. "And if you get damaged, you can always repair and fix yourself."

I reached for my arm just below the forearm. I smirked my trademark smirk, glarin at the old hag at the same time. She stopped cackling and instantly horror washed onto her features. Before I could put enough force onto my arm enough to snap it in two, the petrified old hag reached out to knock behind my neck, hitting my pressure point.

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Fortune Teller aka Old Hag

I grinned and cackled again. Stupid insolent girl. There's no way that she can escape now, being unconscious and all. Just before I could drag her off though, I heard static in my ear. I put my fingers in my ear, pressing on the earpiece.

"What?" I grunted into the earpiece, not wanting to be interrupted.

"Kyouku (1) will be meeting you in the rendezvous soon. Hurry up with the girl." commanded a grating voice.

"Hai..." I grumbled.

I switched the ear piece off. Of course I knew what to do already. Who does he think he is bossing me around like that? No matter, as long as I get my pay I could care less. I grabbed the girl by her choker. Oops. It snapped off. Not my problem, so I grabbed her by the neck and began dragging her to the rendezvous. They won't care about her condition right?

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God damn, could they have chosen a better meeting place? Seriously, all this dust in this abandoned house is choking me. I coughed some more, my hand swatted the air around me as it tried to wave away the dust.

"Heh, looks like you finally did your job this time 'round." chuckled a familiar, yet irritating, voice.

"Shut up Kyouku...just take the damn girl and get outta my face." I snarled.

I looked up to glare at him. His blondish white hair was longer than how usual boys wear it and nearly reached his neck. He had dark green eyes that sparkled with youth(2). He wore a black suit that covered his whole body with t-shirt-like sleeves, which revealed a fishnet shirt, that had an open neck. The bottom part of the suit had ended just below his knees. (3) Sitting on the top of the old wooden staircase rail with one leg propped up, his lips curled in a smirk.

He jumped off of the rail and landed in front of me. Our eyes met and we had a mini-glaring contest. I dumped the girl on the floor and she landed with a thud. He picked her up and carried her in his arms, bridal style.

He yelled, "Boss said he'll pay you later this evening." as he walked down the stairs towards the opened, creaky door.

Well, I got my job done.

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Konan

"Hmm...where could she be? She shouldn't have took that long to get her fortune, right?" I wondered to myself aloud.

As I walked out the jewelry store carrying a new extra bag, I walked towards where the fortune booth was. Was. Where was it now? It couldn't have just grown legs and walked off on its own while carrying the owner of the booth could it? Well, the owner could've packed it up and go home but that wouldn't explain where Hoshi went. As I went closer to study the scene of the missing booth and Hoshi, I noticed a shiny glint. As I bent down to where the glint was, it surprised me that it was Hoshi's choker.

I picked it up and examined it more carefully. The leather was dirty and ragged. There were traces of heavy, large footsteps stomping on it. That means that it's been here for awhile. But just how long? And there's no way Hoshi'd leave it here. Wait, these ends, the zigzag (4) pattern, it looks like it's been ripped. Could it be that Hoshi had been kidnapped? Just how much does this girl get kidnapped in a month? She makes it look like a daily routine.

I scanned the area of where the booth once was and its surroundings. No other clues. I should report this to Leader-sama. This is my fault, I should've kept a better eye on Hoshi. Please be okay.

(1) -It's a name I made up. The first part "kyou" means evil while "ku" means anguish. 凶苦

(2) -Okay I had no idea how that sounded like Gai and Lee until I wrote it. Green and youth? Yikes.

(3) -Think of Gaara's outfit in the Chuunin Exams except shorter and without the white sash and the strap holding the gourd. Sorry Gaara for stealing your outfit, but I'm kinda dense in Ninja Clothing 101 so yeah...

(4) -I don't know how to describe it. Just imagine when you snap a leather in two.

I just wanted to point something out: I. Despise. Shopping. So I skipped the details, and I'm pretty sure the details would've bored you to death (like it will to me) anyway. This chapter could've been longer but I just wanted to build up the suspense. Again, thanks for reading!