In all honesty, let's be fair. Ansay hadn't thought this through. She just followed her instincts, which led to a bullet being gone, the man before her having a burned streak across his knuckles, and said man glaring at her.
"I asked you a question." Her voice came out just as confident as before, only anger showing in her eyes. The red haired man took a step back, looking at his hand before training his ringed eyes back to the small woman in front of him.
"We told the girl if she called anyone that they would be killed. I was following through with my word." His voice was flat minus a hint of obvious pain in his words. With a low sigh, Ansay grabbed the guy's arm and off pulled him around, "Bring me to Arsty. Now." She growled low in her throat, showing no sign of backing down. The man paused for a second, his free hand seeming to want to draw another weapon but deciding it to. He had no clue as to why he was cooperating with this small woman. Let alone not killing her. It wouldn't be that hard, right? The last boy thing different about her was that her energy level seemed to be higher than the other two. It was close to theirs but she had no chakra.
With a soft sigh, he lead her down to the basement. They were greeted by a group of men and one woman. The woman had shoulder length blue hair and orange eyes. She wore clothes similar to the man's, just tighter pants and lighter in color. The other men had nearly all the same clothes on, just a slg that variation in color. Ansay lurched forward to the girl in the center of the. She had messy white and brown hair, her eyes were closed. She was fairly small, being only about 5' tall and rather slim. She had a tattoo on her inner left ear of two blue dots and a silver necklace with a pagan symbol carved into a pewter pendant. The girl was bound to a chair. One of the men tried to stop Ansay from untying her but got kicked in the jaw. It hurt far more than he thought it would, not knowing her boots were steel toed. His silver hair was now disheveled and he growled, "What the fucking hell bitch?!" He stood, rubbing his jaw as the crimson haired girl untied her friend, pulling the smaller girl into her lap and checking her over. She took off her own plaid long-sleeve over shirt and wrapped it around the girl to keep her warm.
"Answer me. Now! Why the FUCK was she tied up!" Conner came to kneel beside Ansay, gently taking Artsy and running upstairs with the small girl in her arms.
"She is 16! What the hell was she going to do to you!" Ansay was very clearly pissed, anger rolling off of her in waves, causing most of the group to take a step back. Save for the silver haired, foul mouthed bastard, the orange haired man, and a man with a mask over his face. Her face became lax for a split second, her eyes flickering with realization.
"You all are the Akatsuki?" She tilted her head, her hand rested on her pistol as she put one foot back to brace herself, this movement not being not viable because of how faint it was. The orange haired man nodded and stepped forward. "We don't know how we got here. We woke up in the basement." He gestured to their current surroundings, earning a grunt from the woman. The other men were tensed, mainly the silver haired one, who had a dagger out and ready to attack any second. "I'm Pein. I am the leader." At this Ansay looked at the man with an orange mask, her eyes rolling.
With a soft shrug she relaxed, turned towards the stairs, and proceeded up. "Come on." Her boots barely made a sound on the concrete basement steps, the door stood open from their prior entry. Prob watched her for a moment before following behind her, the rest of the group followed shortly. Taking the cue from their leader and just going with it at this point.
They arrived upstairs and made it to the living room. "You won't be staying here. Her parents are strict as all hell. So you will be coming back to my place." Her crimson hair was more messed than it was before, Pein just noticed how she twisted a few strands around her fingers, tugged, ran her hand through. Basically made it a tangled mess that still looked fairly neat.
Conner sat on the couch with Arsty sound asleep in his lap, her skin had a soft tan hue, it wouldn't be noticeable unless you knew her natural skin color. She grumbled in her sleep before stretching and waking up, as she yawned you could faintly see thin and sharp canines almost like a cats. Her eyes were normal, being a dark brownish gray in color. She started to shiver, curling up tightly against Conner and letting out a soft nose that couldn't be described.
Ansay walked over and gently picked her up bridal style, holding the small girl easily. "If you want to argue with me. Wait till we get to my house. Then take out all of your anger." She headed out the door, stopping as Hidan jumped in front of her.
"I don't know who the fuck you think you are. But I'm not waiting to kick your ass." In a split second his hand came up with a kunai held in his fist. He slashed across, barely missing Ansay's face as she jumped back slightly. He kept slashing, doing it fairly wildly as he wanted to draw blood. With soft huffs, the crimson haired woman kept dodging. She pulled Artsy closer to her body to keep her from getting slashed with the razor sharp knife. Hidan jumped forward, aiming for Artsy as he did so, the kunai glinted slightly. Ansay ducked down, getting slashed across her cheek, her body curled over the smaller girl's frame. A large man stepped forward, he had a mask that covered the lower half of his face. He stood taller than Conner and had a far broader frame. "Hidan. Stop this." His words seemed like they were empty but that there was a hidden threat for Hidan somewhere beneath them. Hidan ignored him and slashed again, nearly stabbing into Ansay's back but being stopped by a hand that was connected to the masked man's body. It was connected by tendrils of what seemed like thick, black thread. The hand held the zealot up by his throat, seemingly effortlessly. "I said stop." The large man walked forward and slammed his fist into Hidan's face, earning a groan of pain as he did so.
"I apologize for my teammate." The man nodded slightly, pulling the lower part of his mask down. "I'm Kakuzu." With his still attached hand he helped Ansay up, who checked Artsy over for any injuries. "Thank you."
She nodded slowly and looked at him for a second before standing up. Blood trickled down her right cheek, staining the collar of her tank top. Kakuzu brushed his finger across her cheek, earning a low growl and pulling away. Not like he was afraid. Almost like he didn't want to scare her or make enemies. "Let's go. And keep your bastard dog in line." She glared at Pein for a second before walking out the front door, it was extremely hot out. As soon as they got outside they had sweat dripping down them. "What the hell? Who wants to walk in this!" A blonde man groaned as he begrudgingly followed the woman and boy.
"Shut up, Deidara." A short, red haired boy (?) spoke back to him. His voice flat and seeming to be unaffected by the extreme heat. Deidara groaned in a whine like fashion and slumped over as he walked. "But Sasori-Danna. It's hot." He grumbled and pulled off his shirt, earning an eye roll from Hidan, who was still being carried by his throat by Kakuzu.
Ansay kept twitching at each whiny remark, not wanting to yell because Arsty had just gotten back to sleep.
They arrived back at her house, which was rather large for it to be just her and Conner. There were two floors to the house, appearing as if there were three bedrooms just at the front part of the house. It resembled a large log cabin with no garage, in its place was a bonfire area. Logs lay side by side like seats around the pit, a brown dog lay sleeping beside one of the logs. As they approached, the dog stood, ears perked and eyes trained to their approaching forms. The dog barked loudly, its bark being deep despite it appearing as a puppy. Conner ran forward and met the brown dog, picking it up as he did so. "Hey Spud babygirl!!" He received welcoming licks all over his face, the puppy squirming in his arms to get free. He gladly let her go and watched as she ran straight at the group. Barking and wagging as she did so, about two feet away she jumped forward and landed on to the blue haired woman. "I'm sorry. She's very friendly." Ansay glanced back as the woman was stunned for a second before petting the friendly creature who was now lavishing her in welcoming licks.
"No it's okay. I haven't had a dog in forever. Let alone pet one." She smiled and held the puppy, petting Spud's head. They followed Ansay inside, arriving in a large living room which held two couches, a loveseat, and a recliner. On the wall that the main couch faced was a large flat screen tv, held up above a brick fireplace. The walls were painted a light blue and were adorned with a few choice art pieces. Mainly of wolves and dragons, a few foxes and eagles. They all let out a collective sigh as they each walked in, feeling the cool air. It felt wonderful in here compared to outside. Without being told to do so, a few of the men walked to a piece of furniture and dropped into it, breathing sighs of relief. Pein, Sasori, and Kakuzu were the only men left standing, Sasori seeming to not be bothered by the heat. The other two seemed to ignore it, if that made sense.
The crimson haired woman gave Artsy to Conner, who fairly swiftly brought the girl upstairs. She then turned to look at the group sitting in her house. "Okay. Now talk. How did y'all get here?" She watched each of them, waiting for a response. Soon the red haired, young looking one stepped forward.
He looked in her eyes, studying her for a second and noticing that she didn't back down from his emotionless gaze. "We were in Amegakeru. In the base there. I heard a yell come from the entrance and went to see what it was. I figured Deidara, the idiot, had blown something up again." At this Deidara stood up to yell some form of an insult but was silenced by Konan covering his mouth. She sat back beside him and made him follow her lead.
Rolling his eyes at this, Sasori continued to speak. "I got there, along with the others, and there was just a cloud of smoke. Then everything went black for me." A few others agreed with this, nodding or verbally responding. "And then we appeared here." Sasori motioned in the direction of where they came from, watching as Ansay nodded then walked to the kitchen. She came back with a bottle of Bacardi Black Rum, opened it, chugged half of it. This earned strange looks from some of the members, mainly surprise that someone so small could handle so much alcohol. "Are you okay..?" The orange masked man asked in a fairly childish voice, slowly moving towards Ansay.
"No. I'm not." She replied softly, rubbing her forehead as she leaned on the wall, obviously stressed over something. The man continued to slowly walk forward, kneeling in front of her and tilting his head. She caught glimpse of the sharingan behind the singular hole in the mask, ignoring it for the time being. "What's wrong?" He asked softly, seeming to show actual care for the woman standing before him. At this question she downed another few gulps, as if the burning as it went down didn't exist. She let out yet another sigh and looked directly at his eye. "Honestly?"
He gave a small nod, wanting honesty from her. Seeing as he could probably kill her in less than a second, and she seemed to know this but didn't back down. He felt a slight bit of respect for her so he wanted to check.
"I'm not drunk enough for this." She groaned and finished the bottle, tossing it into the trash and walking up the stairs. "Alright. Blondie! Kakuzu! Hidan! And wherever plant boy is. Come here!" She stood about halfway up the stairs, waiting for the ones she called to follow. The plant man appeared out of the floor and looked at her oddly. "How did you know we were here?" He tilted his head, his voices seeming to speak over one another in the act of finishing a sentence. "You make nose in the floor. It's kind of obvious." She pointed to a few small cracks that seemed to be where he had been under. The other three soon appeared and followed her up the stairs. "Alright. Zetsu I'm assuming?" At this she earned a nod from the Venus flytrap man. "You can stay in here." She pulled out a key and unlocked the door, showing a fairly normal room. The walls were grey, the carpet was soft and dark blue. There was a queen sized bed in the center of the room with gray sheets, a dresser to the left, beside a small bathroom, and a desk to the right beside a small closet. Zetsu walked in and nodded slightly, walking around the room and becoming familiar with the smell of everything that was in here. The scent of flowers was faint, almost like a rose candle had been burned in here. He went to thank her, but before he could she was gone and the door was left open.
Hidan, Deidara, and Kakuzu followed he quietly, looking at the walls as they approached another door. "Here you go fuck face." She glared at Hidan, who glared back just as fierce. He huffed and went to shove past as she unlocked the door. This earned a rather odd come back. She opened the door, hooked one of her ankles between his legs, thus causing him to topple over. Then she walked into the room, stepping on him as she did so. His back now had footprints going vertically along his spine, and even on his head. "You can say thank you." She growled low and went to the bathroom, unlocking it. "Enjoy your stay." She left, closing the door behind her.
Hidan got up slowly and looked around, taking in a breath he noticed the scent of roses. He seemed to relax before shaking it off and exploring the room. It appeared almost exactly the same as Zetsu's except the wall was grey, still, and the carpet was maroon colored. The bed had blue sheets and blankets. The desk was beside the bathroom and the dresser was next to the closet. He took off his clothes and hopped on to the bed, melting into the comfortable mattress.
Since Ansay was bringing them to their rooms, she decided to show Kakuzu's to his next. She unlocked the door to show a room with white walls and light brown carpet, the bed was king sized as opposed to the other queen sized. It had burgundy sheets with a red comforter, the pillows being burgundy as well. The desk was larger, the bathroom was larger, the dresser was in a corner and taller than the others. It just appeared as a larger room than the other she had shown to them. He nodded a thanks before walking in and closing the door. He walked to the desk and took out his money to count. Leaning back with his legs propped up, relaxing as he counted, his hood and mask taken off and thrown onto the bed.
Deidara was the last one to be shown a room out of this group. So she took this time to show him to the small art room that was near the back of the second floor. "Here. You can come in here whenever you want." She handed him a key to the door and pointed to it. "Go look. Enjoy. That's your room." She motioned to the door across from the art room, unlocked it, and waved as she went back down the stairs.
The blonde watched her for a moment before unlocking the door and walking in. He relocked the door behind him, walking around and noticing all of the art supplies. From clay, to paint, to wood, almost anything you would need, including a standing easel. He sat down in a comfy chair and pulled a bag of clay towards him. He felt the mouth on his hand open as he picked up some clay, molding it into who knows what. He felt a smile come to his face as he relaxed for the first time, truly, since they had arrived.