Disclaimer: Still not owning anything with Naruto… Just half the plot and half the OCs. The other half belongs to Kira-chan.

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Chapter 1

Still Doll

"I want her here." He sounded like a spoiled child, but that was to be expected of him. He always got what he wanted, no matter what, but this time, his subordinate was a bit sketchy on the entire idea.

He wasn't sure if his superior had gone crazy or not. After all, she looked so… plain. He growled lowly to himself at the thought of recruiting a useless pet. "What will she do to help us? She's just too normal. There's nothing special about her. At all." Malice dripped off his words as he blinked his silver grey eyes, staring back at an orange mask. He couldn't place any emotions, and it bothered him. He wanted to know what had driven him to think that she would be any use.

"She has her qualities, Pein, I can reassure that. She will become the second biggest asset, next to that...Hikari girl we have now. However, you are in no place to argue my choice. You are my subordinate are you not?" A sudden wave of pain shot through the Rinnengan user's body and he bit his lip to hold back a groan laced with agony.

He was a cheap shot. "I know that. I'm just trying too…" Another vicious kick to his stomach was delivered and he leaned on his left arm, coughing.

"I know what is best for this organization, Pein. Call Hikari and Deidara in. We're going on a mission to find her~" The deep voice faded into a more…childish tone at the mention of a mission, causing Pein to wince. He hated him. He hated everything about him… but he had given him the life he had now… the power he seemed to hold over all others.

However, he couldn't refuse, no matter how badly he wanted to. He closed his eyes, sending a sort of message to the two mentioned Akatsuki and no sooner had he done so, the two burst through the door, a blonde throwing his hands up towards the sky in defeat.

"Fiiiinnneeee, hmm. We won't take the bird, yeah." Aqua blue eyes rolled and soon they averted to the silver eyed man. "Whatdya need us for Leader-sama, hmm?" He questioned, throwing an arm haphazardly around the shoulders of the white haired girl besides him. She very softly maneuvered his arm, so it fell limply to his side, and then she looked towards their leader.

"You, Hikari, and Tobi…" At the mention of his name, the orange masked man ran from the shadows, throwing his arms around the woman tightly. She stumbled a bit from the impact, softly patting his head.

"Hiiiiikkaaaaa-chaaaaaaaann!" The childish voice rung out hitting the cement walls with an obnoxious echo. Pein cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention again, in turn drawing the blonde's glare away from Tobi and Hikari.

"You all are being assigned to recruit a girl by the name of Tsuki Miyoko. Her description is in this scroll, and she was last registered as a Konohagakure citizen, although from a reliable source it is said that she's been missing. Search the outskirts of the village, she couldn't have gotten far. Bring her back by any means."

Pein felt the glare coming from Tobi so he added, quite lazily, "Don't forget to bring her back alive." A short nod came from the three before him, and he waved his hand. "Dismissed."

The blond exited their leader's office room in a rather bored manner, holding his hands behind his head, slowly making his way towards the entrance of the Akatsuki hideout. He wasn't really so sure why they needed a new member, they had quite enough as it was, and he hoped to god that this Tsuki wouldn't be obnoxious like Tobi… or overly religious and foul mouthed like Hidan… In all honesty, he kinda hoped that she wasn't like anyone in the hideout at all. Except for Hikari…No, he only wanted one Hikari. The one Hikari that made him feel things he had never felt before. He didn't want anyone else to mimic her. Ever.

"Hiiiiikaaa-chaaaan." That obnoxious voice hit his ears again, and he wanted to strangle the stupid masked ninja. Really, who gave him the right to call his Hikari, Hika-chan? A sigh escaped his lips when he heard her answer the childish man.

"Yes, Tobi-kun?" He jumped quickly in front of Hikari, holding his hands out in front of his frame to keep her from walking any further. She cocked her head to the side, not in the slightest bit interested, but she played along none the less. Her golden amber eyes surveyed the man before her, as he began waving his hand in front of his face—err mask—in a dismissive manner.

"Tobi forgot. Nevermiiiinddd~" She could feel the sheepish smile in his tone, causing her lips to curve upwards a bit. Regardless of the annoyance factor he held, she couldn't keep a smile from lighting her feature. A scoff came from her left, turning her gaze towards her blonde haired, blue eyed counterpart. He had his arms crossed over his chest, in an annoyed matter, and he was blowing his bangs from his face with a big huff of breath.

"Have I ever told you how…" She paused thinking for the right word, "…childishly you react to Tobi's outbursts?" Hikari noticed how his body stiffened, her goal completed. He had stopped completely, glaring at the white haired kunoichi from behind as she continued walking, her smug grin set firmly in place.

Did she really just say that to… him? He was childish? It was pure blasphemy that she would even suggest such a ridiculous notion. He knew he shouldn't take it to heart—that she was just joking—but he hated to even be called something relatively close to childish, especially when his name was used in the same sentence as Tobi, and he was being scolded for his behaviour. Oh no, that wouldn't fly with him one bit.

"Hikari-chan, hmm." She continued walking, whispering to Tobi to pick up the pace as the two of them began a slow speed walk. Eventually they moved to a full out sprint, both watching amused as Deidara chased with difficulty after them. Running was never his forte. He preferred flying over all else, hence his lack in speed. "HIKARI, HMM! TOBI, YEAH! GET BACK HERE, MM!" Hikari only laughed, the sound akin to an angel's song in his ears, and he almost forgot his rage towards the two. Almost.

Deidara watched mesmerized by Hikari's figure as she seemed to dance across the branches of the trees—trying to escape him while at the same time heading out too their designated target—a bright warmth, and innocent playfulness igniting in her golden amber eyes that appeared a bit more amber in the sunlight. He hadn't paid any attention to the branch on front of him, nor the rather large puddle of mud below him. As a shinobi, he should have known better!

Hikari turned her head a bit, watching the entire act unfold. She bit back laughter when he ran into the rather thick tree branch with a rather loud SMACK but she let out a fit of giggles when he tumbled—quite ungracefully—into the mud, drenching himself in the brown substance. "Jeez Dei-kun…I knew you…wanted to be black…but I didn't…think you'd…go this damn far!" She managed her carefully chosen words between her bought of laughter, earning another glare from the blond bomber. He stood quickly, a comical look plastered across his face.

"Hiiiikkkaaa-chaaaaannn! Sempai looks like he just took a bath in horse…AGGGGGGGGGHHHH! TOBI IS A GOOD BOY!" The orange masked man shouted, his fate doomed as he was blown far into the forest by one expertly shot bomb in the shape of an owl. Deidara began to mumble nothings incoherently under his breath, scowling all the while whilst Hikari gently hopped from her position on a rather high branch, next to him.

"You could have just gotten a tan, Dei-kun." She teased, the innocent playful look returning to her eyes, now appearing more golden with lack of direct sunlight. Deidara seemed lost in his thoughts as he stared into her eyes, the same eyes that he had adoured… the same eyes that he had tried to capture in a coloured sculpture but simply couldn't, no matter how hard he tried. However, if he was lost, he didn't show it to her, and he responded—with only a five second pause—with a cold calculating glare.

"I don't tan, Hikari-chan, yeah. I don't want to be black, un. I like myself just the way I am, hmm." A pouty eyed look fought against a serious look, the serious one winning in the end.

"Fine, fine, Dei-kun, but don't expect me to let you live this down." Her index finger poked his nose in an innocent gesture as she returned to their set destination, soon to have the bomber following close behind. He watched with soft eyes the way that she stepped, the way she carried herself. She always seemed so sure…so confident…

"Hikari-chan, let's fly, hmm." She shot him a scared expression. Heights weren't her thing. Granted, at some point she had grown somewhat accustomed to it, but it had been a while, and she was a little more than skeptical about it. Deidara chuckled, holding out his hand as a bird hopped from the mouth in his hand, expanding into a rather large pigeon looking clay sculpture. He held his hand out to her after mounting the bird himself.

"Do you think I'd let you fall, hmm?" It was a rhetorical question. Of course he wouldn't let her fall. He would never dream of it in his entire life! With a shaky grip, Hikari took his hand, mounted the bird, and let a yelp leave her mouth as they suddenly lurched forward and took off into the air.

"Tobi thinks that Deidara and Hikari should look harder. It's getting dark, and Tobi wants to go home." His murmurings went unheard as he realized neither Hikari nor Deidara were near him anymore. He wanted to hurry the process up. He didn't want to stay away from her any longer. Especially now that it was dark. He knew she wouldn't be sane. He knew it would have tried to take over and succeeded, but only because of her frail weak state. He hoped that she would come willingly… or at least without a huge fight. He didn't want to harm her in anyway.

He obsessed over the setting sun, frantically searching the forest surrounding him- although his mannerisms were over looked being as he—or rather, Tobi—was always so frantic in the way he carried himself. He had watched the two others earlier agitated by their slow movements, and he had almost snapped. They took this as something so light, something unimportant. The word burned him hard.

She probably felt unimportant…especially after everyone left her. After her family left her to fend on her own until the afterlife—a life he wasn't about to let her witness.

He felt a sudden spike of chakra, and he darted to the direction he sensed it coming from. Towards the northeast, he made out a wall of smoke and fire, cursing to himself lowly. Had Pein not stated he wanted her back alive? Blowing her to smithereens wasn't exactly going to keep her alive. He wanted her unscathed. 'Tobi dashed towards the scene of the fight, noting the defensive stance Hikari took—although she was never one for fighting, she needed to be alert—the smirk upon Deidara's features—proving he had hit his target—and the hurt, frail malnourished body of a teenage girl no older than seventeen. Hurt struck his heart like a piercing arrow when he realized how much damage making the two of them leave did to her. He knew she wasn't very… mentally stable, but he never thought she would do that to herself. She was so skinny…so weak looking. Her chest stuck out like a sore thumb, and it was a wonder she could stand straight under their weight considering she looked to weigh no more than ninety pounds. He began internally blaming himself, but when saw her fighting skills—despite her condition—some of his guilt faded.

She pounced forwards, aiming to jump into the air toward the one who had assaulted her only moments before, but the blonde haired male only smiled wider, holding his hands out in front of him as tiny clay spiders spewed from the mouths in his hands, creating beautiful explosions of bright orange, red and yellow. 'Tobi' watched her moves closely. Watched as she dodged the explosions easily. He smirked under his mask, and watched every gentle twitch of her muscles when she moved—although they were barely noticeable.

He was too absorbed in her frame, too focused on her frail body, to notice that Hikari had thrown a kunai—meant to only throw her off balance—that landed in her collarbone.

Hikari let out a breath that sounded like a cross between disbelief and a worried gasp. She hadn't meant to hurt her. She just wanted to throw her off a bit…"Deidara!" She called his name to keep him from attacking any further. She had noticed the girl was weak to begin with, sickly and unhealthy, and that if she were to fight back, it wouldn't take long to tire her out. With cautious steps, the white haired kunoichi made her way towards the whimpering girl. She say scars all over her body, carving words that were etched forever—expressing the hatred she held for herself. Her eyes stayed closed tightly as she curled into herself, the joints of her bones protruding from lack of real 'meat' on her body.

The sight before her actually bothered her a bit. No blood came from the wound that she had inflicted, just a tiny rivulet of red that stained the girls paled skin.

'Tobi' remembered her to be more tan…with a soft pink blush always coating her cheeks…

"Is Tsuuu-Tsuuu dead?" He mused, tilting his head. Hikari shot a hard glance in his direction quickly. She knew he was…kiddish, and probably didn't have a real grasp on the severity of the situation, but it bothered her that he took it so loosely.

"You've already given her a nickname, hmm?" Deidara scoffed for the second time and leaned over the girl to get a closer look. 'Tobi nearly growled when the young shinobi touched his finger to the quaking girl's cheek. His hand drew back immediately, as he looked up at Hikari solemnly. "She's burning up, yeah. It's no wonder though, she doesn't look like her body could fight off any sickness, hmm."

She nodded. She'd take care of her, it was her job. She'd make sure that the younger girl was fed properly and was nursed back to full health.

Deidara returned to a standing position, and he glanced around the three of them, throwing his arms behind his head again. "So, are we going back?"

"Yes." Hikari responded slowly, reaching down to pick up the frail girl. 'Tobi' watched her closely. She looked so breakable...so fragile as she slept in a semi-induced slumber. To him, she seemed to be a broken porcelain doll—stilled by time until she was awoken by the world around her…

Teeheee, my computer *Instead of putting …"black,*space*un" (I forgot the space between the comma and 'un') it put Blackemon…. So there's a digimon…named Blackemon….IS IT A STEREOTYPICAL BLACK GUY? LIKE MY COUSIN AND UNCLE ARE? HOLY SHIT I WANNA SEE IT!

Haha but in all seriousness, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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