disclaimer: Idon't own Naruto or any multimedia included.
Oc: Aiato Akuma (love art) (scary)
Looks: thick medium length wavey red hair, blue-green eyes, pale clear skin, thin, busty, model type.
Likes: art, rain, being outside.
dislikes: mean people, thinking of the past, tight spaces.
Age: 17 turning 18 in a week (deidara is 20)
Age in beging of story: five.
Chakra type: ice (water and wind)
Jutsu: living art (brings drawings to life and uses them as puppets) puppet user, ice user.
Story starts:
I remember the blood everywhere. Following us. I thought it was so beautiful. We watched it pool onto thee floor for fun together. The last words someone echoed out before the kotana turned sharply in their chest rang more beautifully than music. My world was a passionate scarlet. Our world was that of two ghosts. Nobody knew who we were. Nobody knew we were the culprits. That's when mommy and i got caught. They realized she was insane and hauled us to a mental facility. Everyday spent living with those bastard guards made me desperately crave my world to be red again, but it had faded black and white with boredom. I miss my mom. Her lips were red like blood had become her lipstick, we had the same eyes, the rest of my looks came from my daddy i'm told. I never knew him. He left the night after he became my daddy. Whatever that means.guards say ot means mommy's a whore, but i don't know what that means either. I know it's not good the way they say it. There's one guard here, Sentoki, that i like. He sneaks me out sometimes so i can get out of my cell and go outside and he brings me stuff for art. He showed me what art was and thanks to him my world was in technicolor.
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My mom died tonight. On my 15th birthday. The red in my world returned to me, i struck down every last guard that tried to keep me there. Sentoki helped me; I always loved him like a father. Had it been my choice i'd live with him but my mom wanted for me to find my real father she told me to find sasori. Sentoki directed me to a bar for rogue ninjas and got me a job. It's humiliating having to be stared at all the time like this, but everyone rushes to buy me drinks and after a few they just gush everything out. It's too easy really. There's a new customer. Apparently he's called Hidan. He's been coming for a week now with his partner kakuzu. They're wearing akatsuki cloaks. I think i may have found my target. I walk over to hidan. Seeing as he's the one that's so into this from what i've gathered and take a seat next to him when i'm finally done for tonight. He slips me some cash and i concentrate my hardest not to smack him upside the head. "How's it going?" I ask him poking him square in the chest giving my best flitrty smile.
"How about we discuss it over a drink?" He responded huskily.
Oh brother. This guy is a horndog. I don't let my actions portray my thoughts of absolute embarassment. I can't screw this up. I lead him to a bar and he buys the drinks. "Akatsuki huh?"
He chuckles and replies "only if it turns you on baby."
I try my hardest not to punch him through a wall before purring back (and hating myself for it) "tell me. What's a stud like you need from a strip club?"
" a girl called Aiato leader-sama wants us to recruit." He says.
" that's me." I practically jump at the chance.
"I know." He says. "I'm going to request that you share a room with me."
"Did i mention i'm 15?" I return.
