Disclaimer: As always I DONOT own Naruto or any of the charters from there. However I do own Emi.

Authors Note: Welp, this has been technically in the works for quiet some time now. It's a new edit on a story I wrote back a few years ago. I'm so happy to say that it's finally coming to life the way I imagined! I want to give a HUGE thanks to my betas that I have been working with me on this story! So thank you Fruitstogether, Sweetpeaaa, Deaths-Radiant-Flower, and most importantly not only my beta but my very good friend that tortures me like a little brother would…. DaNightsTemplar. Thankyou guys again 3

He watched as she swiftly killed her target and pulled her swords from the body, letting it fall. She whipped her swords, cleaning them of blood and seethed them. As she was walked back over, she licked the splattered blood off her lip, letting a smirk come to her serious face.

"All done leader-sama" She spoke sarcastically as she walked past Pein and Konan. She stood still for a moment until he got in front of her, leaving her in the middle of the two.

As they walked down the streets of Amegakure, the men got googly-eyed over Emi; even in her disguise. She had short blonde hair that came up just to the nape of her neck. Her skin was pale, and her eyes were big, brown endless orbs. She was the total opposite of what she actually looked like; she naturally had long red hair that had the slightest hue of purple, making it seem darker than it was when she wasn't in the light. She had a golden tanned skin tone, and her eyes were the most vibrant shade of green, putting even the natural greens of the earth to shame the way they shinned when she was happy.

"Emi, I think its time for a new outfit."

"Why?" She shrugged. "My outfit is perfectly fine." She was wearing a black skin tight hooded jump suit with a wide plunging v neck. She had cut the sleeves off and added red crisscrossed ribbons onto her thighs and the arm warmers she had made from the cut off sleeves, along with that she had a red sash that lay across the top of her hips hanging off the left side where it was tied into a knot so the extra ribbon hung down. She had black knee high boots with three inches heals and black buckles going down the boot as accents. At times like this she wore a mask over the bottom half of her face, as to not let anyone she came into contact with see what she really looked like and who she really was.

Pein suddenly appeared behind her, catching the hand of a man who was about to grab her ass. Just before he reached it. "No... It's not." His voice was monotone and barley even gave off the fact that he was annoyed.

"Fine. Whatever. Ill just wear a cloak over it." She turned her head toward him and looked at him for a moment before she muttered loser when she knew Konan was no longer paying attention.

When they arrived back at the base, they found Itachi and Hidan sitting down and watching the television. Emi, being the way she was, saw this as her open invitation to go and lay across the two men's laps.

"Hey, my dudes, what you watchin?" She looked over toward Hidan.

"Hey, you're home, fucker."

"Damn right." She smiled then looked up towards the black haired man, who hadn't taken his eyes off the screen. "Why so moody today, Itachi?"

He shrugged his shoulders at her comment in an implied, 'I don't know' answer.

Only her. Pein walked to his office and sat in his chair before he began thinking deeply once more. Only her. She's the only one who can see through every single one of us; Even Itachi, who shows no hint of having emotions-she can see through him in an instant. She's always been able to see through things ever since she was a little girl.

After finishing movie with Hidan and Itachi, Emi went to her room and showered. She threw on loose shorts and a black tank top. She sat on her bed and meditated until there was a knock came on the door.

"Hmm?"

"Dinner."

"Who cooked?" She asked as she opened the door.

"Konan." Kisame stood looking down at Emi.

"Ugh." Her faced became annoyed. Her eye brows furrowed inward towards her eyes as she gave an eye roll.

"You'll be fine. Let's go."

Emi and Kisame walked down stairs to the dining room. She took her seat at the end opposite end of Pein. He nodded slightly at her as a hello.

"Emi, your hair is down!"

"Yeah, so?" She looked at Kakuzu as he spoke.

"You look pretty; that's all."

"Well... Thank you, Kakuzu." Her lips spread in a smile.

He nodded. It wasn't weird her to hear this; she considered most of the members to be her 'older siblings'. Apparently though, Pein was not aware of this fact considering she was able to catch the quick glare he gave Kakuzu.

Emi closed her eyes and concentrated on Pein.

He saw Emi close her eyes; she was going into someone's mind.

'Who's? Whose thoughts does she want to know?' Was the first thought she heard upon gaining access to Pein's mind.

She made a hand sign then walked around the halls of his mind, looking for what she wanted.

"Here it is." She walked through the door she wanted and sat down in the middle of the room and closed her eyes. Pein thoughts flooded her head; she let the day race by, but slowed it down once she got to what she was looking for.

'Her hair is down?' She saw herself sit down at the table then, she saw Kakuzu speak followed by her own answer.

'She does look pretty like that, but what the hell is he trying to do? He better watch it.'

She opened her eyes and made the same hand sign as earlier.

"Emi?" She heard the voice that annoyed her more than anything. She clenched her teeth, forcing a smile and turned towards the speaker.

"Yes?"

"I asked if you wanted rice."

"Yeah, sure."

Konan spooned rice on her place before sitting down.

The guys, of course, stuffed their faces, but she just ate what was put on her plate, wanting to get the training room.

Once she got to the training room, she went to the back wall and placed her hand on it, pushing it open and closing it behind her. She went to the matt laying on the wooden floor and began stretching. Once she was done stretching, she walked over to the stereo against the back wall and pushed the play button on her iPod. She lifted some weights, before changing into a pair of tighter shorts. Making her way towards the other side of the room closer to the mirrors that lined the wall she began dancing when the second song came on and she was really starting to get into the zone she was interrupted.

"Emi?"

The sudden voice over the music startled her, and she fell.

"PEINN!" She yelled in anger as she dropped her hands onto the floor.

"Ahh, shut up. Do you know where Deidara is?"

"In his room, probably." She got up from the floor, huffing and puffing. Her anger evident on her face as she went to her stereo, switching to the next song.

"What's your problem, Em?"

"Nothing. I was dancing?" Sarcasm dripped off every word she spoke.

"Well, I'm sorry. Did I interrupt that?" He spoke clearly, not meaning the words that were coming out of his mouth.

"Yes, Pein, you did interrupt that." Her voice became harsh.

"What's with the attitude? Is it that time of the month again?"

"NO. God! I didn't know that I wasn't allowed to be sad." She began to shout.

"Sad? Why the hell are you sad!?" He shouted back at her.

"Cause I can be." She stated. "Why the fuck does it matter to you anyway?"

"Cause you're my closest companion."

"Well, I'm glad I'm a companion to you. Really that just makes me SO overly excited." Emi spoke venomously.

"What?!"

"What do you mean 'what'?" She began to shout once again.

Pein's face suddenly became stern and angry. "Lose the attitude with me, Emi."

She got up in his face and calmly stated her answer, "No."

Pein reached up and slapped her; she quickly snapped her head back to look at him. She placed a finger on her lip to see how much she was bleeding.

His stern face suddenly fell. And his voice became the softest it had been in awhile. "Em, I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean that."

Without so much as a blink she punched him right in the mouth and licked the blood off her knuckles as she stormed out of the room. Itachi and a few others were in the training room; As Emi passed them, their eyes following her all the way out of the room.

Pein followed her out, upon seeing the others; he could see their faces in shock as he wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Continue with what you were doing." He spoke letting them know this was never to be spoken of. When he reached her he grabbed onto her upper arm, turning her to face him.

"Emi."

"Let go of me, Pein!" She spat.

"Emi, listen to me."

"No. No, I'm not going to listen to you. I'm done with you, I'm leaving here."

"No. You're not, Emi. Talk to me."

"It's not like you would even care anyway." She cast her gaze downward and her voice became low and saddened.

"Try me."

"Try you? Fine, I'll try you." She spoke up a bit more now, "I miss you! how's that?"

"What?"

"I miss you, my Nagato." Her voice became low again.

"That person's long gone, and you know that."

"Yeah, I know, but at least..." She glanced up for a moment to see if his face had changed at all and started to cry"...At least he thought of me as a friend."

He sighed; shifting his glance down, looking at the pain in her green eyes brought guilt upon him. He mentally beat himself up over the fact that he had hurt her so much, but he couldn't bring himself to speak his apology. Emi, I'm so sorry I hurt you this bad.

She looked into his eyes sighed lightly and shook her head in disappointment. "No… You don't care. You really can't show me that you have any regard to what I'm saying, can you?" Her voice was low and emotionless; she couldn't believe that he had become so cold that he couldn't realize the pain he caused her.

You're the only one I care about. He thought, still not being able to speak the words.

She pulled out from his grasp with force and walked away. Pein sighed he knew that there was nothing he could do, once Emi said something she stuck to it; changing her mind was not something that was in her vocabulary. He walked into his dark office and towards the window. It was raining tonight; he looked out into the dark the only dim light coming from the town below, where few shops were still open. He turned from the window and went to his desk sitting in his chair he reached over and turned the lamp on to finish up work before he turned in for the night he glanced over at the small mahogany picture frame. He sighed if he could even sleep tonight that is.