A/N: Geez….I know I shouldn't be making another story but….it's a free country! I was cleaning the bathroom when I got this idea and wanted to type it.

Bear with me if they're a bit OOC….it won't work if they aren't a little.

Also, it's Deidara's point of view, and when Sakura's alone it just regular. Sorry if that's confusing. I could do something else the next chapter? If you have any suggestions that would help.

Just to let you know also, I tried to make their everyday clothes similar with their clothes from naruto. If you think about it, it basically is close

Anyways…yeah….I'm done.

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I didn't mean for this to happen! Oh, no. I really didn't! I mean….it was an accident in the first place, and how can I purposely cause an accident?! A-and then….she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time! I just panicked! Aw man, I think I'm in some deep shit…

The truth is all these things were running through my mind as she started to wake up. Her eyes started to rise and open and I saw the dull shimmer of her green iris. She took her time opening her eyes and blinked a few times as if she was trying to focus on her surroundings.

I felt extremely guilty when she sat up and stared at me. I don't know what she was thinking because her face was extremely blank, like she didn't know quite how to respond to a situation like this. But then her eyes seemed to be haunted and her face contorted in confusion and fear.

I hesitantly stood up to go over to her and explain what just happened hours before, but was stopped when she let out a blood curdling scream.

Immediately, I clamped my ears with my bandaged hands. Holy cow, she was so loud I thought my window would break.

"C-calm down, yeah!"

What if she attracted attention? A lot of attention…bad attention like police! She continued to scream and I continued to panic. I definitely couldn't do this.

Looking around I spotted a pillow on the ground. I don't think I couldn't have did anything stupider at the moment but hell, it shut her up.

I chucked the pillow at her face and watched as it fell to the ground. She instantly stopped screaming and curled her knees up to her chest.

Good…

"Now", I said and tried to look calm and composed," please don't scream. It's a very dangerous thing to do, yeah."

Apparently, I had chosen a bad way to arrange that sentence because once I said the word 'dangerous', her eyes widened twice their size. I realized my mistake and tried to fix it.

"Ah! I didn't mean that I was going to hurt—"

"Why are you doing this?" she asked. The girl paused for a minute as if she was recalling what had happened a while ago. Then I knew she understood. Something just clicked on her face and she shot her eyes back to me." Is it because I saw you kill that guy?"

Wow, she was smart. I felt uncomfortable with the look she was giving me, so I shot my head to the right and looked at the crack on the basement wall.

"…It is, isn't it?" she protested.

"Why else would you be here, yeah?! I don't think I want you here!"

I think I might have made my voice a tad too loud because she crouched back as if she were trying to sink into the wall. Of course, she couldn't do that because I chained her ankles to the floor.

Sighing, I ran my hand over my face in frustration.

"Listen, yeah…What you saw was a mistake. An accident if you will." She watched my every move as I paced back and forth slowly." I just…lost my temper you could say and…well, I think you know the rest." I looked back at her and she jumped slightly.

"So you thought you had the right to knock me out and take me back here to God knows where we are to cover up for your little temper tantrum?" she shuffled her feet a little, her white tennis shoes getting a little dusty on the side.

"Hey, you didn't have to peek your nose into anyone's business, yeah. You should have just not come any closer like I told you. But nooooo. You had to walk over and see him for yourself, yeah."

"That doesn't give you the right to—"

"You're not making this easy on me." I grumbled and sat down in the chair on the other side of the room. For as long as I can remember, I never killed anyone I didn't need to. Only who my boss, leader I suppose, told me to and I never once had a witness for it!

I still don't see how I didn't notice her presence right behind me. It should have been so obvious. How can I miss a pink haired girl just gawking at a bloody, dead body not six feet behind me?

Sighing for what seemed like the millionth time today, I looked over at the semi-frightened girl in the corner of my basement.

"Let's just make this clear. You do not, under any circumstance, make noise." I paused and thought for a second." At all."

She practically gaped.

"Y-you think I wouldn't try anything to get out or get help? Why would I just sit quiet in your basement chained to the floor?"

I gave her an exhausted glare." You will because I am not the only person who lives here. I am one of the nicest of all the people that live here, if you'd even call me nice. If they hear something, or find out that you're down here I would hate to think what they would do if I were in your position."

A bead of sweat dripped down her cheek. She seemed like she would stay quiet for a few more hours at least.

"Good." I mumbled to myself and hauled myself lazily out of the chair and headed for the door. This was too much stress to handle at once. I don't do kidnappings. I just don't. It's too messy and way too risky.

"Wait!"

I stopped hearing her nervous voice, my hand on the doorknob, and turned to look at her.

"Um…at least what's your name?"

I thought if it would be safe to use my real name and came to a conclusion that she might never make it out of this basement. I didn't want that, but if it was necessary then I would do it without even batting an eyelash.

"Deidara, yeah."

Without a second glance I proceeded to open the door.

"You aren't going to leave me in here to starve are you though?...Are you?!"

I just continued up the stairs. The last thing I heard her mumble was 'I'm going to rot and die in this basement…'

I sure snagged an optimist.

Sakura sat in silence on the cold ground of the so called basement. How in the hell had she gotten in this situation? She had never imagined her getting in a situation like this. One minute she's going out to meet Naruto and Sasuke at the park, and the next thing she knew she was getting knocked out behind the sweets shop two blocks away.

Maybe she should have bypassed and gone without the Daifuku(1) today?

Either way, she was still chained to the floor in a dingy old basement. Standing up on shaking legs, Sakura proceeded to walk over to the chair Deidara was previously sitting in only minutes ago. Her leg jerked and she looked to see the chain at its limit. Only three feet from the floor by the wall?

Great.

Sakura thought a moment. Maybe he was bluffing to scare her when he said there were more people in the house…?

Seeing a batch of needles and narcotics in a box in the corner by the door she gulped. Maybe she better not take a chance at escaping.

Shifting her feet at the well defined silence, Sakura went down and sat back on the ground. She really didn't want him to come back, but she really didn't want to be alone in this semi-lit room either. Looking up, she saw the window, and occasionally she saw some feet walk by indicating that they weren't somewhere hidden in the countryside.

But the window looked like it had a hard and complicated lock. Good thing she knew how to pick certain locks, like say, the one on Ino's diary. If she could get close enough to the lock sometime, she could attempt to pick at it and get it off.

"Great…stuck in the dark. This is a great way to spend a nice day like this. That guy could be upstairs just sitting around while I'm trapped down here, alone. If he expects anything like a Stockholm Syndrome thing to happen, then he's dead wrong." Sakura crossed her arms over her white tank top and red jacket.

Maybe someone already noticed she was gone?

"What am I going to do?" I was panicking again. I may have acted like I was in control, but in reality I might have well have been a fish out of water. I was in big trouble. Big was an understatement. It was more like humungous trouble!

"I kidnapped a girl….I kidnapped a girl, yeah. What if someone comes looking for her? Someone's bound to, yeah. She has family and friends so of course someone's going to notice her being gone. What the hell was I thinking?!" I was practically pulling out my own hair.

And if everyone else found out about her….oh God. I don't even want to think about it. They would be furious.

Stopping my pacing immediately, I clasped my hands together.

"Calm down, yeah. No one's going to find out except you and her…and maybe the authorities."

Groaning and sitting on the floor, I didn't know what I was going to do. I'm not one to panic, but I even think Itachi might panic a little in this situation too.

Wait…ew. Why would I compare myself to Itachi?...Never mind! All I have to do is act normal. Everything will blow over soon…

I hope.

Notes:

(1) Daifuku- a gooey like sweet Japanese people love to eat. It can be filled with chocolate, bean paste, strawberry, it doesn't really matter. You can pick them up at most Japanese sweet shops