Oh god :O was chapter three really that good? Thank you so much for all the feedback XD I am so happy that you liked it so much. So here is chapter four

Chika whimpered as she slowly felt herself come back to reality. The first thing the child noticed were the voices whispering all around her. The second thing she noticed was the hard, yet somewhat comfortable, wooden table she was laying on. Confusion and fear suddenly filled Chika's body as her memories returned to her. She tried stealing a fish from two men and, in result, the two wolves that looked after her for five days were killed. The last thing Chika could remember was red eyes staring into her own green ones.

"Besides a few old wounds, and the cut on her cheek Kisame admitted to causing, nothing seems to be wrong with her physically. However, I did find out she is suffering from minor hunger pains. She seems to be getting enough food to keep herself from starving but not enough to keep herself satisfied." The voice of a close by woman announced. With her eyes still closed, Chika heard a thoughtful hum came from a male somewhere in the room.

'Where am I? I can't be back there, can I? I don't recognize that woman's voice but she could be new.' The young child thought as she purposely kept her eyes closed. The little girl feared that, if she opened her eyes, she'd find herself back in one of the experiment rooms.

"Girl, we know you are faking. Open your eyes." a male's voice ordered. Like the female's voice, Chika didn't recognize it but obeyed frightfully.

Upon opening her eyes, the child saw she was in a room she had never seen before. The walls looked like they were made of stone and were painted white. There were a few beds scattered around one side of the room, with a sink and medical supplies on the other side. The floor was carpeted a black color, hiding most blood and puke stains that were impossible to get out. Standing above the girl was a blue haired woman and a ginger haired man with piercings. Both of them were wearing cloaks similar to the two men from the river.

"W... Where am I?" Chika whimpered frighteningly. The two adults side glanced each other before starting down at the child.

"Where you are is not important. What I want to know is why you tried to steal food from my men." The man ordered coolly, his odd, ring baring down at the child in a demanding way. The six year old girl felt her self tense and shake fear.

Whoever this man was, he scared her. Chika had never seen him before, nor had she ever seen the uniform he wore. While the child convinced herself that no one was worse than the people that experimented on her, she was smart enough to know that there were more dangerous people around and this man was one of them. Chika had no idea what these adults would do to her. Kill her? Return her to the village? Maybe even just throw her back into the wild.

"I... I'm sorry. I di... didn't mean to. I w... was just hu... hungry." Chika stuttered fearfully, with tears leaking from her bright, green eyes. The man and woman exchanged a look for a moment.

Either Pein or Konan knew how to deal with a frightened child. Let alone with a child that was crying. They knew, that to get the girl to corporate with them, they'd have to interrogate her differently from anyone else. While criminals, Pein was on a mission of world peace and harming children under the legal ninja age, which was around twelve to thirteen, wasn't on his list. Still, there was the factor of the child's odd power and why she had been so far form civilization at the time.

"Child, what is your name?" Konan asked in a drool tone as Pein said something into his finger ring. Chika, with tears still shinning in her eyes, looked over to the blue haired woman.

Should she tell this woman her name? What if they were looking for her and these people heard about her running away? That wasn't possible, was it? After all, Chika had made sure to get as far away from the village as she could. She had been living on her own, eating anything edible she could find, for about a week until the wolves found her. She had to be a few good days away from the village by now.

"Ch... Chika." She answered with a sniffle, refusing to say her last name. Not only did the girl fear being returned to the village but she despised her surname; it only reminded Chika that her parents weren't there to protect her.

"Chika, how old are you?" Konan asked calmly. Rubbing a few tears away from her eyes, the girl answered as she barely noticed someone walk in the room.

"I'm six."

"You called, un?"

Pulling her attention away the blue haired woman, Chika looked over to the room entrance to see a blond man enter. His hair was unusually long for a young man and a strip covered one of his eyes. His visible eye was blue and held curiosity. Unlike the two adults in front of her, the boy wore a purple-grey, V-neck shirt over top a fishnet. While the shirt stopped only half way, stopping above his stomach, the fishnet covered what the shirt showed. His pants were a similar color to his shirt. Lastly, the young man was carrying a bowl of fruit.

"So, how's the kid feeling, un?" The man asked, a friendly grin playing on his face, as his visible blue eye locked onto Chika. The child paid little attention to the blond man as her eyes locked onto the food instead.

"Besides suffering from some minor hunger pains and a few old bruises, the girl is fine. The cut on her cheek was easy to take care of but will leave a visible scar on her face for a while." Konan reported as Deidara placed the bowl of fruit in front of the girl. The blond man hummed thoughtfully before smiling in amusement as the child basically stuffed a banana down her throat.

"Easy their, squirt. You wouldn't want to get a bellyache, yeah." He chuckled teasingly. Finally seeming aware that she was still being watched, Chika blushed embarrassingly and stared up at the three adults.

The little red head was still frightened but now she was confused. Were these people good or were they bad? The ginger haired one sounded cold and a little mean. The woman also sounded cold but, in a way, kinder than the man. This new man looked nice enough and he had brought her food. There was also the factor that woman and ginger haired man wore cloaks like the men from the river. No to mention the ginger, who had not given his name, mentioned they were his men; whatever that meant. So would that mean the two men from the river were here?

Flashes of Keoko and Michiko filled her mind. Remembering how the wolves tried to protect her only to die brought tears to Chika's eyes. Deidara's grin suddenly dropped as Pein and Konan exchanged glances again. They had never had to deal with something like this before. They fought ninjas almost as strong as them and even fought a few jinchuuriki hosts. However, this was the Akatsuki's first time dealing with a child as such as this one. Odd powers or not, she was going to have to be dealt with differently than anyone else.

"Uh, this is awkward. Can I leave now, un?" Deidara asked, scratching the back of his head. The Akatsuki leader and Konan gave each other a secret look before glancing over between him and the crying Chika.

"Tobi and Zetsu still haven't returned from their mission. I would like everyone present for when we question this child. Deidara, I want you to show Chika around. She might be staying with us for quite a while." Pein ordered and motioned a hand towards the six year old red head. The blond nin narrowed his one visible, blue, eye towards the crying girl before sighing in defeat.

"Yes, Leader-Sama. Come on, squirt." Deidara said as he grabbed the child without warning and set her on her feet. Chika flinched but had little time to react before the man's hand grabbed one of hers and began to pull her away.

Rubbing the tears from her eyes, Chika glanced at her new surroundings as she was pulled out of the medic room. The red head child had been pulled into a hallway, with doors on either side of her. Like the room she had just left, the walls, and ceiling looked like they were made of stone. Even the floor was make of stone but had been smoothed. The doors, however, were made of wood and lights lit above her head. Where ever Chika was, it seemed to be made of stone but, at the same time, have electricity.

"So I hear you tried stealing from Kisame and Itachi. You're lucky they didn't kill you, un" Deidara broke the silence with a small smile on his face. A surprised look came on Chika's face do to the friendliness of the man's tone but it was soon replaced by a shameful look.

"The blue one tried to." Chika whispered under her breath. Thanks to his ninja sense of hearing, Deidara easily caught this and chuckled.

"That would have been Kisame. Kisame can actually be very friendly if he likes you. From what I know about him, he likes to find reasons to pick fights, yeah. It's likely he was just trying to scare you. Hidan is the only one I know that would actually kill a child without hesitation, hm. I know Kakuzu has a bad temper but I don't know him well enough to be sure, un." Deidara said thoughtfully, his cocky grin dropping into more of a thoughtful look. Upon hearing this, Chika paled and shook.

Sensing he was scaring the girl, Deidara's smile returned and he tightened his grip lightly. While purposely killing children was something he would not do, scaring and teasing was something completely different. The bomber had fond memories of his younger teen years, before the Akatsuki came to recruit him. He'd set off small bombs around the school and playground. They were never powerful enough to hurt anyone but they sure enough scared people. Ever since being forced to join the Akatsuki, Deidara had less time to scare people since most of the time he was killing instead.

"Anyways, do you have a name, squirt, hm?" Deidara asked while pointing out a bathroom that Chika could use if she had to. The red headed child looked up at the at the blond man with her green eyes shinning in curiosity.

"I'm Chika. Your name is Deidara, right?" she asked shyly. The former Iwa nin nodded with a grin.

"Mm hm. The one and only, un." Deidara said cockily. Chika tilted her head to the side slightly as they continued down the hall.

"Do you have a speech inpendimant?" Chika nervously asked in an innocent, shy tone. Deidara's expression turned to one of unamusement and he stared down at the girl with a serious look.

"You mean speech impediment, and it's not nice to point those kind of things out, squirt." Deidara grumbled as he tightened his grip on her hand for a second. Chika gave a gasp of surprise and, satisfied, Deidara slackened his grip and continued down the hall.

Not once did Deidara take Chika through any of the other doors in the hall. Most of the doors contained Akatsuki bedrooms, storage rooms and a bathroom. Besides the bathroom, the former Iwa ninja saw no reason to show off their bedrooms. Besides, it was quite likely that everyone was in their rooms at the time. Kakuzu would likely not want to be disturbed, the girl didn't need to be around Hidan's swearing and Sasori was in a cranky mood. As for Itachi and Kisame, the child was likely frightened of them and Deidara didn't want to deal with a frightened child that would likely start crying again.

"Why did you pinch me?" Chika whined as they neared the end of the hall. A confused look over took Deidara's face and he stopped in his tracks.

"Huh? I didn't pinch you, un." He denied the claim. Chika pouted and forced her hand away from his to show him her palm.

"Yes you did, see?" The girl complained, pointing to the mark on her hand. Realizing what had made the mark, Deidara blushed bashfully and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Uh, that isn't a pinch." He admitted before showing Chika the palm of his hand. "Sorry, hm. They sometimes have a mind of their own." he explained as the mouth on his hand opened and stuck out it's tongue. Chika gasped in surprised and grabbed Deidara's hand with her two smaller hands.

"Did he do this to you? Did you escape too?" Chika asked, looking up at Deidara's one visible eye with hopeful looking eyes. The bomber looked at the little girl in complete confusion as he pulled his hand away from her grip.

"No one did this to me, yeah. I did it to myself. What do you mean by escape, un?" Deidara demanded, narrowing his eyes down at the child. The little red head instantly looked away and allowed her arms to sag.

Chika was starting to get scared again. Upon seeing the mouths on the man's hands, she thought he might have been a escaped experiment as well. After all, he didn't look all that old; he could have been one of his later experiments. Now knowing that the hand mouths weren't created through experiments, at least not by him, the child feared she said too much. She even mentioned escaping. This wasn't a good thing and Chika knew she was now in more trouble than she already was.

"It's nothing." She answered in a quiet answer. Deidara stared at her with his one visible eye for a moment before sighing and forcibly taking her hand again. Whatever this child was hiding, and whatever she meant by he and escape, he would find out sooner or later.