Hello everyone! I'm back with a brand new story! And my grammar and spelling has improved some! (Yay!) I'm glad you thought this would be a story worth reading! Otherwise... you wouldn't be here right now, huh? (happy dance) Well, I'm really excited about this story because KisameXHinata seems to be my favourite pairing. I hope it really is worth reading... If not then I might just not continue this...

Anyhoo! Here are the ages that I'm pretty sure are correct (correct enough, anyway):

Kisame -- 33

Itachi -- 21

Deidara -- 18

Konan -- 23

Hinata -- 16

Yeah... I'll add other ages later when I think upon the subject more...

Now that I think about it, I should be getting on to the story, ne? (Teehee...)

Disclaimer: I do not own.... I promise. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto. (What a genius!)

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My mind was racing. Visions of my sister glaring at me, my father slapping me, and the Hyuuga counsel turning up their noses at me in disgust went through my mind and didn't intend on leaving for a moment. These things called thoughts were keeping me away from knowing what I was doing, where I was going, and what I had done.

I didn't notice that I was wearing the nicest clothes I owned, that my cleavage was pretty well shown, and that I was barefoot. I didn't notice the rocks jabbing into my hurrying feet, the scratches I'd gotten from the tree limbs that I ran through, and the tears running down my red, blotchy face.

I didn't notice those things. All I could think of was getting away. Away from the pain, the endless training for nothing, and the sharp looks I earned from everyone in my family even though I tried so hard to get a smile or even a simple nod of acceptance.

I thought of the force had they put on me. The thought of an unwanted marriage hung over me heavily. The Hyuuga counsel had decided that I be married. I was told to dress my best for the counsel meeting.

"Dress to impress, Hinata-sama," Neji told me.

So I had "dressed to impress". The counsel welcomed me and the meeting began like most meetings. I smiled solemnly and adorned the serious "Hyuuga face" as I'd referred to it as. I stood straight until I was told to sit and even then I sat with utmost pride. I soon found that attempt at being the heiress I was was completely futile because once they told me the news of the arranged marriage, I completely collapsed. I could feel my face falter as they spoke to me as if conducting a simple business deal.

"Hinata, there has been some observation of you recently and we have our doubts about your capabilities..." An elder had said.

I didn't stay for the rest. I couldn't hear of who would be taking away my freedom, my life, and my chance at Naruto. I refused to listen, so instead, I ran. That's why I was there, in the forest. That's what I was. I was a pathetic little girl running barefoot through the outside of her village, not knowing where she was going, what she was going to do, or what would happen next.

I could feel my chest get tight after some time and the ground soon met my face. I didn't remember falling. I didn't remember running to get where I had landed. But I couldn't close my eyes. Closing my eyes meant to me, at the time, that I'd given up. That I'd just given up my chance at life and I was closing my eyes just for them to never be open again. That wasn't going to happen.

Then it started to rain. At first I thought I was being attacked and my mind made me believe I deserved it for running like an adolescent child.

It's okay, Hinata, I told myself. Father finally caught up with you and now you're just getting what's expected.

The rain beat down on me in soft spats, though, I soon realized. Forcing myself to roll over, I looked up at the dark sky. Father wasn't there. No one was there. I was completely alone in the forest. That meant no one had come after me. No one to check on me. To see if I was alright. If I was okay. Right then, I knew I could have died there and no one would've noticed. My body would've been out there in the wood for days, even weeks maybe before someone noticed...

"Strange."

I didn't recognize that voice. My eyes searched as far as their sockets would let them. I couldn't move my head in the least. Nothing out of the ordinary caught my vision. Though, my eyes were blurry with tears and probably very puffy and red.

Red...

Yes, something red was in my line of sight. I could make out something definitely red, then. It was above me. Judging the shape of the thing above me, I could tell it was a person. A person with red hair.

Gaara...? My mind was at a blank. I tried to picture Gaara in the forest looking at me. I must have looked pretty terrible. So terrible that he didn't even feel like killing me. He just wanted to stare at me. Maybe even feel a little sorry for me.

"What is it, yeah?"

Another unrecognizable vocal. My eyes did the searching once again and I made out a faint... yellow?

Yellow next to the red.

Naruto, too...? I didn't know what to do. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. Naruto was here to tell Gaara that he shouldn't feel sorry for me. That he should help him take me home... No not home... To Naruto's home... Yeah, Naruto's home...

"Aw, she's blushing, yeah!"

Naruto seemed to be bouncing. My vision was so blurry I could only make out faint traces of him hovering over me.

"I'm taking her home, yeah! Do you think Leader-sama will care, yeah?"

I knew it! I knew Naruto was taking me home. To his home! He was taking me home and I was going to live with him so my family can't hurt me anymore. Thank you, Naruto...

"He won't like it. He'll surely kill her. We should just leave her. Let's go, Deidara."

Gaara didn't want me to go home?

"No, I want to keep her, yeah! We just won't tell Leader-sama, yeah. What he won't know won't hurt him, yeah."

Naruto wanted me to! I agreed whole-heartedly with the blond.

Soon I couldn't feel the rough ground below me anymore and Naruto's body was suddenly really close to mine. I could almost make out his beautiful face. His hair had grown exceptionally long, though. Weird, yesterday it was short like usual...

"Sasori, she's smiling at me, yeah!"

"Let's go. I'm tired of wasting time here."

By then, my eyes were closed. I didn't consider it giving up on life anymore now that Naruto was holding me. He would take me home and we'd live happily ever after.

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My head hurting was the first thing I acknowledged when I woke up. A hammer beating against my skull. A 500 pound sledge hammer bashing its way to my brain, which is what it sought after to smash into pudding. I groaned and held my head in my hands. Memory of the night before made me hesitate to open my eyes. Was I still in the forest? Was I possibly really at my beloved Naruto's house? Or was that all just a dream?

I slowly peeked open my eyes and saw nothing. There was nothing but darkness. I sat up and looked around frantically until I saw a sliver of light. It came from underneath a doorway.

My first instinct told me to get up and run to the light, but another, unheard of voice in my head told me that staying put would be my best option. Just to be safe, I activated my byakugan and scanned my surroundings. The area seemed a bit cheery... but it wasn't Naruto's house. Maybe it was some random traveler's home and they decided to take me in as they passed my bedraggled body in the forest. I couldn't see a person outside the doorway where the light shone through. Though, I could see a hallway that stretched across a large span. Beyond the hallway was... a large kitchen and more rooms. I turned around to look through the other side of the wall behind me but it was completely different. The wall opposite the wall with the door was a wall with a window. I stood up on the bed to see out the window. Nothing but faint moonlight greeted me.

Suddenly, light filled the room I was in. Startled, I turned around to face my savior.

What?

I should have said "captor".

Standing in front of me, right in the doorway, was a man with long blond hair, one visible eye, and an Akatsuki cloak on.

A scream choked its way up my throat and I opened my mouth to shriek in terror, but less than a millisecond later, the man had his hand over my mouth, his other arm around my waist, holding my arms to my sides, and he was saying something that my ears wouldn't let me hear at first.

"Shh. Don't freak out on me already, yeah." Somehow, I recognized the blond man. I'd seen him before. Blond in the Akatsuki... He was in my Bingo book... His page wasn't really one I visited often if at all so... He was...

Deidara.

He still had his hand over my mouth when I'd come to this conclusion. My bottom lip quivered at the sudden realization that I was going to die soon. Terribly soon. My eyes began to water and my breathing became slightly labored.

Deidara's single blue eye looked me over and widened a fraction. "What? Are you crying now, yeah? Don't cry, yeah!" He removed his hand and placed it on my cheek. "You don't have a reason to cry, yeah! I don't plan to kill you, if that's what you're thinking, yeah."

Tears filled my eyes until they overflowed and streaked down my cheeks. His words weren't reassuring. I'm sure it was just a joke to him. He'd kill me once he had me believing I wasn't going to die.

Somehow, in all that sudden fear, terror, and worry, I didn't miss being back home. I didn't miss seeing my father or my sister. Even in this strange, sudden turn of my life, I didn't really want to be back in the hands of my family.

I had rather been there, in that room with Deidara from the Akatsuki, who I'm sure was going to kill me anytime soon.

"You're far too important to kill, yeah," Deidara stated, letting me go completely so I could collapse onto the bed and shrink away from him. He stood at the foot of the bed and stared at me. "You see, girlie, you have a very... inviting appearance, yeah." He raised an eyebrow.

Immediately, I looked down at myself and noticed that most of my breasts were showing, and I didn't have any trousers on.

Where did my pants go?

I pulled my legs to myself and wrapped my arms around them, setting my chin on my knees.

"You are a very attractive girl, yeah." I watched as Deidara advanced on me. "You'll make a very amusing pet as long as you keep quiet, yeah. You see," He sat on the bed and drew near to me. So near, I could feel the heat of his breath on my face. "Leader-sama doesn't know you're here, yeah. And he won't as long as you keep quiet, yeah. Which you had better, because otherwise... you're not going to live through another day, yeah."

I visibly shuddered. So, either way, I was dead? What a win-win situation that turned out to be.

A sickening laugh reached my ears and I looked up to see him getting off of the bed. "I'll get you some food, girly. You stay put, yeah, or it's off with your head."

I sat in place and didn't move once while he was gone. My headache was gone and forgotten. I had new problems. Worse problems, now.

Only a few minutes gone and he was already back with a pear and a glass of something liquid. Possibly water.

"I can't cook and since no one but Sasori and I know about you, I can't just randomly pop into the kitchen and demand someone make me food, yeah." Deidara sat in front of me and handed me the pear. "Take this, yeah; it's all I can get right now. Later, I'll have someone cook you something, yeah. I just need to figure out who I can trust to keep you a secret, yeah." He set the glass down on the end table and stood up.

I observed the pear slowly and it seemed normal enough. I checked it over on the inside with my byakugan to see for any rotten parts or poison.

Nothing.

He's really giving me a normal fruit? But he's evil...

Finally, my hunger won out and I almost took a bite. On second thought, I rubbed it against my shirt to get rid of any dirt on the outside of it.

"That's not such a good idea, yeah." I looked up a Deidara. He was smiling. "Your shirt isn't really considered clean, yeah."

Looking from him to my shirt, I knew he was right. I sighed and looked back up at the blond man, but didn't say anything. He was still smiling. It was almost menacing.

"Can you speak at all, yeah?" His eye was searching me. Tracing my body. I felt I was being judged. Then he looked away flippantly. "Whatever, yeah. Judging by your clothes and soft appearance, you're from a wealthy family, no? I know you are, yeah. You're from Konoha, right, yeah?"

I didn't say anything. He continued quickly so I guessed he didn't want me to answer anyway.

"All I can say, yeah, is get used to the shitty food and the uncomfortable dirtiness, yeah. Because you've come one large step down from being rich." His eye was all over me once again. "I bet you're thinking you wish you were back home right now, huh, yeah."

I looked down at my hands, focusing on the scratches that were there. They were scabbed over already. Finally, I said, my voice a broken record of a whisper, "...B-but… h-home is no-nowhere..."

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Aw, no Kisame... I'm sorry you guys. This is like an intro or something. He will definitely be in the next chapter though! He's very important in this story! (YESH!!)

I wrote this during the Super Bowl XLIII.

It was like: Hinata crying--Steelers are winning--Hinata sees Naruto?--Steelers still winning--Hinata shocked and scared--Man, are the Cardinals ever going to score?!

Leave it up to the punk/emo/screamo/head-banging girl to enjoy football... Ugh...

I'm hoping for reviews, like most undeserving authors. I'm not going to write more unless I get a certain amount of reviews, though... If I do get that amount of reviews... give me a week and I'll update. I promise...

-x-Sunny-x-