I got back from the gate and went straight to Hanabi's room to tell her goodnight. After taking my shoes off to not make any sounds as I walked over the tatami mat flooring. I slid open the door and she was just now slipping under her covers, her face was cleaned and hair done back into her normal style. She gave me a happy yet tired smile as she rested her head back against the pillow, her eyes fluttering as she tried to ward off sleep.

"Mhm...Hi Nee-chan." She mumbled softly. I sat on the edge of her bed and stroked her hair, she nuzzled into my hand. "Today was fun...I think...I think Hidan-sama likes you. That's why Neji-nii was so... defensive." She struggled to get the words out as sleep was becoming harder and harder to fight. Ahh, the ever observant Hyuga. Neji was being more defensive than usual. I thought it was because Hidan was a slightly mentally unstable killer but maybe she is right and he was trying to protect me like a real big brother. I pressed my lips to her forehead and turned off the lamp.

"I think you might be right Hime." She responded with a timid smile and then her body was still, the only sign she was living was the slow rise and fall of her chest. I pulled the blanked up to her neck to make sure she wouldn't get cold and gave her one last kiss, happy to be able to put her to sleep once again. "Goodnight." I whispered before slipping out of her room quietly and heading down the corridor to my room. I was deep in my thoughts, tonight was extremely fun even with Hidan and Neji ready to kill one another, it definitely went better than I thought. I kept trying to forget about earlier, but somehow I could still feel Hidan's lips on my ear and his promise to kiss me for real. I didn't even know what I was supposed to feel about that: excited, nervous, confused? I was feeling a mix of so many I couldn't distinguish it. So like the emotionally balanced ninja I am, I shoved all thoughts and feelings on the situation deep down. It will blow up at some point just like everything else, but today is not that day.

When I finally made it to my room I happily undid the Obi, and carefully took off the layers of my kimono. I laid the fabric flat on the ground to not ruin it and stretched my body, free from the restraints of fabric. I muffled through my clothing before deciding to just wear my pajamas to meet Deidara. I had a bit of time before I needed to leave so I thought of what I needed to say to him. Deidara held grudges like nobodies business but it was also hard to get him so mad at somebody so I had my work cut out for me. As selfish as it sounds, I don't want to lose him, he's one of my best friends and a person I always counted on when we were in the Akatsuki. I had to find a way to tell him the truth while also lying to him about Tobi about everything. I fear that is he leaves, he'll die and I have to try to prevent that. I slid the silky lilac pajamas on, the shirt falling loosely over me. Carefully I removed the pins and decorations in my hair and ran my fingers through the long strands to undo the braid and ponytail. The lengthy midnight strands tumbled loosely down my back. I wet a washcloth and meticulously scrubbed the makeup off of my face, I tried to focus more on the repetitive swirling of the cloth against my skin versus the extreme nerves that I was feeling.

I was counting down the minutes until I had to leave, I so wanted to push this off until later but for the intensity that is sure to come tomorrow and the week to come, I need my mind as clear as possible and I can't be worrying about my strained friendship with the blonde bomber boy in the middle of it. One minute...I carefully pulled on some thick socks and grabbed a jacket to keep warm in the chilled spring air. I suppressed my chakra and kept my steps silent, creeping around the house hoping nobody (mainly my father, an elder, or Neji) would catch me sneaking out minutes before midnight. As soon as I made it out of the threshold of the house, the cool air made me shiver slightly. Home stretch, I need to make it out of the compound unseen by anyone who would ask questions or say something to my dad. The night sky was relatively starless and the moon was only a sliver, there wasn't much natural light and once again I praised the Hyuga genes coursing through my veins because my eyesight was only slightly hindered by the night sky, if anything it was now the same level as any non-dojutsu wielding person.

A guard passed by me and I slunk into the shadows, her Byakugan wasn't active so I went undetected. When Her footsteps were nothing but the faintest of sounds, I pushed off the wall and bolted, throwing myself over the wall of the compound instead of going through the-now closed-front gate. My chakra sparked back to life only slightly and I spread it out, searching for even the faintest hint of the explosive and smokey chakra of the resident terrorist. After only a few minutes, I got a lock, just the faintest hint of that chakra coursing through him waiting, ready to detonate at the slightest movement-and I followed it until I found him, sitting up lazily in a tree. His eye flickered down to me, taking in everything at a glance and his eye narrowed in some kind of frustration before he hopped down and stood in front of me, using his slightly superior height to his advantage. There was a frown marring his usual smug or crazed expressions.

"You wanted to talk un, so talk. I'm not Danna un but I'm not a patient person hmm." His voice lacked the normal excitement and liveliness, he was detached and annoyed. He was more cold and calculating than the fun and wild person I knew, I didn't mind when he was like this, it was usually when trying to figure out something but when it was directed at me, it was disheartening. He pressed his back against the tree and slid down it, sitting down whit his arms crossed. I carefully sat myself in front of him so we could have a perfect view of each other.

"I-" I stopped for a second trying to piece the millions of thoughts running through my head into a functioning sentence. "Ugh ok, first I need to know exactly what you are pissed for and then we can go from there...right?" Huh, I never realized how little I actually apologized to people...I'm a shitty person. I usually am forgiven so effortlessly that I never remembered to truly fix something or I'd bribe my way out but it wont work this time...great.

"Dammit Hinata, you used me yeah. You manipulated me like those damn Iwa bastards, lying to me to make me be beneficial to your goals and not my own. At least I knew they were shady un." I flinched at the cold anger and betrayal radiating from his words, I would much rather have his angry hot headed screaming to this cold burn. He was less mad and more hurt, he felt like I treated him as shitty as the village he hated. And He's right, I did. I'm a shitty person. "You told me about that fucker Tobi un but didn't even think to tell me that you were still trying to bring him along. And then your ass shows up all bloody when you are looking ready to die you tell me about bringing that damned manipulative Uchiha asshole along." His eyes were shining and not in a positive way, he was hissing at me in a loud whisper and I dug my fingers into my palms until I could feel the first derma layer breaking.

"I-I'm sorry. You're right about everything. I'm a shitty friend and a manipulative asshole. I-I have no excuses. I wanted to bring Tobi because well, he's hurting and miserable and if I could do something to stop him from trying to destroy the world I was going to do it. I should have told you though. I'm sorry, I'm-I'm an asshole." My voice came out cracked and strained as I talked, I hated myself sometimes. If I wasn't here, if the regular Hinata was here, this would have never happened. I have this hidden feeling that I stole something that wasn't mine to have and I keep fucking it up but then if I didn't, he'd be dead. They'd all be...gone. I'm not that Hinata, I never can be, and sometimes I feel like I should be the one who is gone and dead but I just have to use what I have until I reach my last breath. No turning back now.

"Hmph." He snorted indignantly and waited for me to continue.

"You, you were, you are my friend. You were the one of the only one who it never felt like there was an alternate reason for hanging out with me other than because you liked me for me, not to find out my secrets or to get something from me." His intense gaze lessened and his arms uncrossed slightly. We never broke our eye contact no matter how much I wanted to tear my eyes from his. "I-I wanted to bring you to my home, it's not perfect...my plan wasn't well thought out or goof and I didn't realize how not telling you everything would be so dickish of me...but I wanted you to come so-so you would stay alive! If we all left and you were there, I'm almost positive you would have died and it would have been worthless! If you died, it would hurt so damn much Deidara! There were always the dark times joining the Akatsuki but whenever we were together, we could just be...and live in the moment. I guess I never wanted to lose that, it's selfish really, I know I'm an asshole and probably deserve a whole lotta shit but you do mean a lot to me so I just did- I did what I thought could keep you safe and do damage control later. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

My voice went from calm to yelling to whimpering pathetically and Deidara said nothing, he just watched as I talked, as the angry tears at how much of a shitty friend I am fell from my eyes. I finally broke our eye contact, ready and accepting that he was going to hate me forever. There was a huff and indignant mumbling of curses before his soft, earthy-smelling hands licked away the tears until they stopped falling.

"Don't cry, you look more stupid than usual like that, yeah. You are an asshole and stupid un, but you're right about one thing. I like being your friend too yeah? You're fun and not a buzzkill even if friends with Uchiha-bastard and you respect what true art is un. I guess I should be happy you want me alive to show my art to this tasteless village. You're not like Iwa un, but if you use me again I will showcase you as my most powerful art form hmm." There was a teasing lilt in his tone but I knew he was dead serious about blowing me up and honestly I deserve it. I don't deserve his forgiveness and yet it keeps being given to me, I just-ugh. I wrapped an arm around him tightly, burying my head into his chest and heaving out heavy breaths feeling like everything was too unreal. My hand gripped the one that licked my face and I lightly traced the outline of the slightly chapped mouth until it opened and bit down on my finger.

"I-heh, it's a deal. Leave it to you to make this into your art Dei." I snickered slightly, trying to shove down my self hate and just bask in the love and happiness that I was feeling for him not totally hating me and going off to bomb things until he dies. Now that I've had him in my life to make things sparkle and explode with fun, I don't know how to let it go.

"My art is spontaneous, it can't be contained to a specific moment un." I could envision the smug look on his tanned features and the proud way his eyes would glimmer when thinking of his art. It was so incredibly wild and so incredibly Deidara. The only thing at this point that mattered was he was staying, even when he felt betrayed, he is staying. He-He won't die yet, not on my account.

"I know Dei, I know." I paused for a second n realization and shot my head up to look at him in bewilderment. "Wait, did your fucking hands lick me!?" He let out a laugh full of mirth and amusement before holding his hands up, the tongues lolling out of their mouthes in a mocking gesture.

"They did it not me hmm." He shrugged like he had no control over the situation, arrogant smirk never leaving his lips. It was like a switch was flipped and Deidara was well Deidara again.

"What- thats not even possible-they belong to you!" I spluttered, confused and laughing and more confused for how I wasn't as grossed out as I should have been. I curled back into his warmth, the air was frigid and we were both glad for some kind of heat. We talked quietly for a bit before Shisui came up.

"So is that Shisui guy actually an Uchiha, like related to Itachi Uchiha un?"

"Hmm, yeah he's full blooded Uchiha, not that you'd know it with his actions. He doesn't have the Sharingan anymore though, somebody ripped them out of his head."

"Brutal hmm. I guess don't hate that Uchiha, he made the bastard lose his cool and finally had to drop that stupid cool and composed facade yeah." Deidara bristled at even talking about Itachi but a second later he looked extremely pleased thinking of Shisui making Itachi react more in a few seconds than he'd ever seen. It only fueled Deidara's fire in wanting to break Itachi seeing that it is possible. It was a bit disconcerting on how bad he still wanted to kill Itachi but for now, that has to be put on the back burner until Itachi is at least not a walking corpse. My body was getting heavier the longer we sat and stared up at nothing. I needed to sleep before enduring on the most difficult medical endeavor possibly ever tomorrow. My chakra was at full capacity and all I needed was some sleep and a giant ass cup of coffee in the morning and together Sasori, me, and the team of specially chosen doctors will be the deciding factor of whether or not Itachi gets to live. Sleep was slowly taking the pensive blonde as well.

"Hinata-chan, get up and go to sleep un. I'm not getting sick because you decided to sleep outside." I slowly stood up, him following and rubbing a tired eye.

"Mhm ok, Night Dei, I'm glad you didn't leave yet." I mumbled into him, getting a hum of agreement and a pat on the back. He released me and made a bird to take him to the Uchiha compound faster. I stretched before turning and hopping over the wall, slinking back into my room and passing out almost the instant I hit the pillow, my mind blank and ready to focus solely on Itachi and keeping him alive. I mean, what could go wrong...right?

A/N: Ok so this chapter kinda shows more of Hinata's inner demons that she shoves down all the time...and yeah she is clearly kind of freaking out in this chapter which is why she talks so wild but ya know..Hinata is a hurricane of a person who thinks she is worse than she really is and yeah...Itachi's chapter is up next though it might only be out next weekend cuz I'm on spring break and not at home! Hope you liked this more serious moment between Dei and Hina!!!