The Akatsuki caught me..

Chapter 11: The Artists' in the Akatsuki

Itachi, Sasori, and Deidara all walked the same direction, leading me into the kitchen. "All we have is whatever we have in the food closet, and the refrigirator. I blinked as they sat down at a round table. I opened the refrigirator, took out a bagel, and some cream cheese, split it apart and shoved into the microwave, trying to get out all of the burnt dough. I set the timer and waited. I stared back at the 3 of them. "Lemme guess, someone doesn't know how to bake cookies?" Sasori sneered. "Tobi's fault." I rolled my eyes and took it out of the microwave, slapping cream cheese on other halves, walked over to the round table and sat inbetween Sasori and Deidara. I made muching noises and heard Deidara's stomach growl.

I snickered. "Deidaraaaa~ Are you neglecting your stomach's need for food?" I waved half of my bagel in his face. He slapped my hand away. "Stop tauuunnting me!! Kuro's being mean, Sasori! Hmm!" I grinned at Sasori, and he huffed. "Shut up, Brat." I pouted and looked at Sasori. "What." he said, obviously annoyed by me. "I-I thought.." I made myself blush and held my hand close to my heart, and looked at him cutely. "That, only you called me 'Brat', Saso.." I pouted while inside I was snickering at him, knowning he'd probably fall for it. He only stared blankly at me. "Your attempt to infuate me has failed, epically." He stood up and glanced at me, and then Itachi, completely blowing Deidara off.

"I'll be in my room. Call me if you need me." I blinked and looked at Deidara. "Dei..?" He stared at Sasori, obviously pissed he blew him off. "He's just gonna go and work on his pathetic attempts of what he calls, 'Art'. Hmm." I rolled my eyes, already knowing what was going to happen. I saw Sasori stop, and he chuckled darkly. I narrowed my eyes. 'Surely, he can't always be emotionless. He must have something else with him..' The voice in my head said. Suddenly, Sasori turned around and I noticed he flickered his hand and fingers, and Deidara jumped over the table, standing infront of Sasori. "What the hell are you doing, Puppet?! Hmm?!" Deidara yelled at him. Sasori covered his mouth, and whispered things into his ear.

Deidara gulped and shook his head. Sasori snickered and stared at me longingly for a minute, then let Deidara go, turning around. "Brat!" I tilted my head and shoved the last piece of bagel in my mouth. He turned to the side, and stared at me, put his hand out, and moved his index finger, telling me to come over to him. I quickly flashed infront of him. "Mm? Yes, Sasori?" He grabbed the back of my head, and tilted it aside, and put his lips to my ear. "Follow me. Deidara think's that his so called 'Art' is better than mine... YOU are going to decide who's art is better. Understand?" I quickly nodded and he grabbed my wrist and led me down a few diffrent hallways. I blinked and thought about all 3 of them. Sasori.. he was quiet, got annoyed easily, but If he smiled.. he'd be the boy-ish cute type. Deidara.... sure he looks like a girl, but I don't mind it at all.. Minus the mouths on his hands, everything would be good.

Itachi... I pondered for a little. Itachi.. he.. He's sad, but I liked it when he joked around. I hate seeing depressed people, It saddens me. It reminds me of when I wasn't loved... Plus, Leader said he was the one to take it off.. I wonder what he said still..?.. I then felt my shoulders being shook. "Brat! Wake up!!" I blinked and shook my head. "W-Whaaa?" "You've been standing at my door, staring at me for the past 3 minutes.." he said, slightly annoyed. I looked down to hide my embarassment. "O-Oh. Sorry, Sasori.." I walked into his room, and eagerly looked around. 'What's this guy making.. Let's see..' I muttered under my breathe.

I looked up and down the walls, and gasped. "Wow... they're...." "Beautiful, aren't they?" Sasori said, smirking. I nodded quickly, and walked over to a section of them. "How do you make them?" I asked while glancing between him and the puppets on his wall. "Out of wood, and my own special effects." I blinked and smiled. "Do you mind if I..?" I pointed at a male puppet. He shook his head. "Go ahead." I nodded, and felt around the puppets head. "It's...smooth..." I muttered, and grabbed it's hands, moving it's fingers, then making a cracking noise. I blinked and squealed, jumping back."EEH!!" I heard him chuckle. "It does that." He whispered. I twitched and jumped forewards, tripping over an arm he was working on. I ended up on the floor, wearing a wig, backwards, and holding a puppet leg.