Kiko's Akatsuki Adventure

Pain's announcement

The forest was silent. The only sound being the rustling of bushes, the pitter patter of critters wandering around, or birds softly tweeting as they glide thought the clear, blue, cloudless sky. The sun shone brightly. However, in a different part of the forest farther off was a completely different story. The notorious, criminal organization, hated by all 5 great nations for capturing jinchuriki... the Akastsuki. They're lucky their hideout is far away from any village within a thousand miles or more. From time to time they relocate to different areas where they find a secluded area and make it their new base. Well, for the time being. Before eventually relocating once more. It's Pain's orders, but nobody complains. Nobody dared to challenge his authority. As of right now, they're at their newest base in a secluded area in the woods of the land of grass. Deidara and Sasori were in their shared room. The puppeteer was working on one of his puppets, adding adjustments, fixing its limbs or setting it up with weapons of his own making. On the other side of the bedroom, Deidara was on his bed, molding his clay into a small lizard.  He did a hand sign, making his creation come to life! It was padding around on the bed. He made one other hand sign, causing the lizard to explode. Sasori looked at his teenage, bombing, explosion artist partner, who was grinning to himself. "Another art piece in the books, hmph." He said proudly. Sasori was anything but pleased. "Why must you be so incompetent, brat? That's not art. That's nonsense." Deidara glared in response. "Hey, true art is fleeting! Gone in the blink of an eye, hmph!"  Sasori just sighed. "Bullshit. True art is eternal beauty. Everlasting, never dies." Deidara was getting irritated. "No way, hmph! True art is an explosion! It disperses in a flash and shines brightly like a million stars, hmph!" He argued "Ridiculous, fool." the red-head replied. "Oh, please. Spare me the lecture, hmph." He grumbled as he held up a clay spider. "Just look at its 3 dimensional lines, hmph. The way its head is perfectly shaped. Its legs match up with it's body beautfully. The explosion itself is the artistry of it all, hmph. That's what true art is." He raved. "Gross. You speak nonsense, Deidara." "Idiot. He doesn't understand the value of true art." Deidara just chuckled. "Well, my man, I respect your point of view, but it's not true art. The explosions of my art shine bright, lighting up the sky and wiping out everything in its path. That is true art. "Don't test me, brat." Deidara just scoffed. "You're puppets are toys. Toys aren't art, hmph." Sasori paused, looking at the scowling blonde. His puppet's tail filled with poison shot out." The blonde's grin faltered for a moment. "Sasori, take it easy, my man." Replied Deidara, knowing another lecture from him was coming. "You are such a reckless idiot, Deidara. A stubborn fool. You don't know what you're talking about. Eternal beauty is the only and truest form of art. My puppets are a form of mine." Began the puppeteer. "oh, here we go. Another lecture from my man, Sasori, hmph." Sasori's voice was dangerously low as he grabbed Deidara's arm, forcing the bomber to look at him. "Enough of this. Do you want to see what happens when I get angry?" Deidara sighed. "Let go, my man, hmph!" The red-head sighed, releasing his grip. "You never know when to stop. Reckless fool." "Man, and here I thought the lectures would end here, hmph." Just then, a dark voice came from down the stairs. "Akatsuki, assemble!" It was Pain. "Damn." He groaned. Sasori nudged Deidara in the ribs, making him wince. "What the fuck?!" The puppet master simply shrugged. "Just get downstairs, brat. Don't make me wait for you." Deidara rolled his blue, shimmering eyes as the other members dispersed from their quarters. Descending the stairs. As they all piled into the living room, sitting on beanbag chair, various couches, and a plush chair, they noticed a girl standing next to their leader. She had dark magenta hair, blazing, bright teal eyes, glasses that fit on her face perfectly, she wore a dusty pink hoodie lined with fluffy, along with dark blueish gray baggy pants, and light grey knee-high boots. "Huh. Well she certainly looks interesting." Whispered Kisame to Tobi. "Who even is she?" Tobi replied, tilting his head. "She better be worth our time." Grumbled Kakuzu, who chimed in. "This brat doesn't stand a chance. She'll be gone in jutst 2 hours, tops!" Commented Hidan to the others as he looked at the girl with malice in his expression. "Fresh meat." Smirked Black Zetsu. "I wonder if she knows what it's like to poop." Grinned White Zetsu. "Don't you even think about it, white!" Black snarled. "C'mon, I just wanna know!" "We're not asking her that!" Both halves of Zetsu continued their bickering. The girl was looking at all the members with a mix of curiosity and fear. "This place is so enormous! The men here are even worse!" She grimaced. Pain cleared his throat, ending all side conversations. Hidan was the first to speak up. "Hey, who's the brat? Is she lost or something?!" He smirked. Konan face-palmed and groaned. "I'm not a brat." Muttered Kiko. Pain placed a hand on her shoulder, and she gave a smile in response. "Look sweetie, do you even meet the-" The zealot continued. Pain's icy cold glare cut him off. "Hidan, if you wish to have Kakuzu reattatch your head on a second time, you will stop talking right now." Hidan sweat dropped. "Uh- yeah. Right. Y-yes, leader-san." The Jashinist sheepishly chuckled as Pain turned his attention back on Kiko. "Now, listen up. This is Kiko Ishida from the land of Snow. Yes, she may be young, but her talents are of use to us. You will treat her with the same respect you do each other. I expect you to make her feel welcome. She's one of us now. A member of the Akatsuki, a comrade, and most importantly, a valuable asset. Just as you all are. Do I make myself clear?" There were various nods throughout the room. "Yes, yes, yes! Tobi is a good boy! Tobi understands!" Squealed Tobi as he danced around. "Sit your ass down, Tobi, hmph!" Deidara yelled. "Senpai, that was mean!" Wailed the masked idiot. "Just shut up, already!" The blonde barked. "Idiots." Pain said, disappearing in a puff of smoke. Kiko was looking around anxiously. "She's young, yes, but has a certain fire in her, However, she needs more experince if she wishes to survive in the shinobi world." Pondered the raven-haired Uchiha, the notorious Itachi. "Hey, Kiko, right?" A gruff but gentle voice came. She looked and saw Kisame, the 6 foot tall shark swordsman of the mist, and tailless tailed beast, standing in front of her. "uh- yeah." She chuckled nervously, looking up at him. "Shit, he's so tall! He looks like he could swallow me whole!" "This whole place looks really chaotic. Everyone definitely seems like the would kill me first chance they got." She said. Kisame let out a throaty chuckle. "Yeah, I get it. Don't worry, they won't hurt ya. I'm Kisame Hoshigaki, by the way. I'll show you around so you get used to your new surroundings." He gave a shark-like toothy grin that made her flinch. Kisame noticed, but chose not to comment. Before they could walk away, Konan approached. "I am Konan. It's nice to finally have another girl on the team." "Oh, like the rest of us mean nothing to you, paper bitch?!" Hidan screeched. Kakuzu whacked him upside the head. "Shut up, Hidan, just give her this." "Yeah, yeah, fine. Whatever you say, old man." Hidan replied, walking off with stomps in his step. "Yikes." Winced Kiko. "Are they always like that?" Konan nodded. "Yes, unfortunately. It's annoying, but you'll get used to it. Besides, it is your first day here after all." She gave the girl a reassuring smile. "Kisame? I remember you saying you were going to show her around?" He nodded, glancing down at the girl. "You'll get the hang of it soon enough." "Thanks, Kisame." She whispered. "No pob, kiddo." "Kisame." Konan called out. The shark glanced at her. "Be gentle, okay?" Kisame nodded. "It's not like i'm gonna eat her!" He joked. "This place is weird." The magenta haired teen thought as the floor creaked under her feet. "She's bolder than she prefers to let on. I can feel it." Konan smiled at that though and chuckled to herself. "She's gonna do great. She has potential, I can feelt it." She told herself. "Welcome to the Akatsuki, kid." The shark whispered to himself, smiling down at Kiko.