Author Note: The story has been revised/rewritten. It's still the basic story, but with minor corrections. It should make a bit more sense now if it didn't before.. Deidara and Sasori may be OOC in this story, so if I get their personalities wrong, please let me know so that I can fix it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of the characters in it. Never have and never will because I'm not Kishi! I won't bother saying this again in every chapter because no one likes to read boring disclaimers.

Prologue

Ayame, a seventeen-year-old girl with long, raven black hair and brown eyes, sat in her living room sketching a picture of Sasori and Deidara in her notebook. She looked up from her drawing to gaze out the window. It was an ordinary, sunny afternoon in the middle of the scorching hot month of June. On a sunny day like this, most people would be spending their summer vacation hanging out at the beach or enjoying an exotic vacation in another country. But not her. She was stuck at home with nothing to do because the only family she had left, her mother, was on a business trip.

Not that she minded though. It was peaceful. She was quite content spending her free time in an air-conditioned room, away from the heat, waiting for a new episode of Naruto Shippuuden to finish downloading. Now that her favorite Naruto characters, the Akatsuki, were playing a bigger role in the show, Naruto was getting a lot more interesting to watch.

She walked over to her computer to check if the download had finished, and grinned in satisfaction. Taking a seat at the computer desk, she closed her notebook and set it aside, double-clicking on the download so that the episode would show up on her screen.

Ayame had only watched about ten minutes of the episode when suddenly a blinding light and the sound of lightning filled the entire room. Once the light was gone and Ayame was able to see again, she frowned. It was still ridiculously sunny outside, so the sound of lightning made no sense. She brushed it off anyway. Maybe a random storm was coming.

Then she noticed her computer screen had blacked out. She attempted to turn the computer back on so she could finish watching the episode, but it refused to work anymore. She groaned and proceeded to slam her head face-first onto her desk in frustration, remaining in that position for about a minute as she sulked.

'I wonder if mom will agree to get me a new laptop..'

She heard someone clear their throat behind her, probably expecting to get her attention, or for her to turn around at least.

'I'm probably just imagining it. There's no one else in this house other than me anyway..,' she thought, disregarding the sound.

"..I don't really like being ignored, hmm...," she heard someone mutter.

Ayame stiffened at the realization that she wasn't imagining things, that she wasn't alone, and that there was possibly a robber, murderer, or kidnapper behind her. She wondered if she should turn around, continue to ignore the person, or pretend to be asleep, deciding that maybe turning around was the best idea. After all, if she pissed the guy off by ignoring him, she could be killed. If she was facing the guy, she'd still have a decent chance at defending herself or at least struggling a bit before she died.

Before she could act on that thought process, Ayame heard another voice

"Did you consider the possibility that she might not be ignoring you? She could have knocked herself out earlier," the second voice suggested.

Ayame paled. There were two people- two men- in her living room. She was probably capable of defending herself against one guy, but against two...

'Well Fuck.'

Thinking it was best to give them her attention so she could find an escape route or something, Ayame sat up and turned around slowly...

...only to gasp when she recognized the two men as her favorite redhead and her favorite blonde bomber.