I'm Your Good Girl! {Tobi Love Story}

Chapter 2; Pretty?

I followed Pein and Konan through the maze of the cave they took me too. As we entered what appeared to be a living room I looked around the room, my 6-year self taking over momentarily.
A couch along with two conjoining chairs sat in front of a small coffee table and a large flatscreen tv along with multiple gaming systems.

"Excuse me, ya know- where should i put my stuff?" I cocked my head to the side and reverted back to my womanly self. Pein glanced at Konan before answering me.

"Let's introduce you to the rest of the members before you decide where to stay." 'short but courteous- okay'. After he spoke the room began to fill with multiple characters; the other members.

"Hello!" I said as I turned to look at all of them; I examined each one with a swift gaze, "My name is Warui Kokkai, ya know." My voice was girlish but my face was flat, even my eyes kept my hidden feelings and motives under lock and key.
The room was a stone silence before a silver haired man stepped forwards. His stride was as confident as the toned chest he sported; with the playful look in his violet eyes I knew he was a trickster.

"My name is Hidan, bitch." His voice held gravel but his eyes held lust, 'what an interesting combination'.
I nodded at his name and he waltzed down the hallway as though a predator waltzing towards prey.

The next man to approach me was littered with scars and was mysterious to all corners of the word. He had chocolate for hair that fells in tangled waves to his shoulders; green and red eyes calculating my every move. He was much less open about his intentions then Hidan; his toned arms crossed tightly across his chest, the scars across them framing his image just right.
"Kakuzu." And without any of my acknowledgement he poofed out of the room, leaving a small vein of smoke from where he stood.

The next men came as a pair; clearly with tension between the two of them. The first was tall and blonde, he looked like a barbie doll with an angled face and round hips. His showing eye was blue, the other was covered by locks of molten gold.
The second was short and small. Bright red hair sat in untouched, yet perfectly calculated- waves. His eyes were a warm brown yet they held no warmth within them; he seemed cold and uninterested, as if I was nothing but a waste of his time.

The blonde spoke first, "I'm Deidara, un." when he spoke he reminded me of what my sister should have been; strong, caring, determined. This 'Deidara' didn't know me, yet in his eyes showed the sympathy for the cold shoulder I was already getting and care far beyond his years.
I offered to him a genuine smile, one reserved for only the most deserving of eyes. 'He is special', and with that thought I smiled again. He smile in return, and then turned to the red head as if to signal for him to speak.

"I am Sasori Danna. Stay away from me, brat." His voice was even colder than his eyes, but all it did was make me smile.

"You really shouldn't tell me what to do," I smirked when I saw his perfect brow quip, "I don't like it!" My voice raised childishly and I stuck my tongue out at the man, the purple orb resting in the center of my tongue glinting at the light hanging above the room.
Sasori's eyes rolled and he swiftly turned and made his way down the hall, the blonde boy talking his ear off the whole way as he trailed a few steps behind.

I watched as they went, a mischievous glint in my eye as I plotted out how to gain the mans interest- when a small cough broke me out of my trance.
Another pair of men stood before me, and both at intimidating heights. The first was a tall blue man with fish gills framing his cheekbones and neck. He was muscular and held a large sword upon his back.
My hand immediately swung up to touch his sword, my fingertips nearly brushing what appeared to be scales when suddenly his hand wrenched forwards and grasped my forearm in a steel grip.