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Sakura awoke with a start. Looking around her room, she noticed three things: her window, the clay bird coming through it, and the Akatsuki member that jumped through the window at the same time.

"Nice room, yeah." He said walking up to her. "Get dressed. I need your help. Bring your medic stuff too, yeah." She did, cursing the fact that she lived alone at age 16. "Hurry up, yeah. We don't have all night."

"Sorry, but I need time," she growled, "I don't exactly agree with being kidnapped, you know."

"Not my problem, yeah!" He yelled.

"Yes, it is, for being the kidnapper!" She yelled back.

They stared at each other for a moment. Sakura couldn't help but notice how good looked in the moonlight. He had long, golden-yellow hair that fell around his shoulders. Part of it fell across one side of his face, covering it completely. Even more of it was tied up in a ponytail. His one visible eye was blue.

"Just hurry, yeah." He growled. Gathering the last of her medical supplies, she walked up to him, who had moved to the window. "You first, yeah," he said, gesturing to the window. Looking out, she saw a giant clay bird. She jumped out of her window and landed on its back. He jumped out after her.

The bird flapped its wings and rose into the air. The Akatsuki member sat down behind Sakura and growled, "Sit. You'll fall off, yeah."

"You could tell me your name first." She growled back, knowing full well who he was and sitting down anyway.

"Deidara," he muttered after some time, "and I know you're Sakura Haruno."

The fact that he knew this was a little disturbing to Sakura, but she didn't let it show. "And how do you know?" She asked spitefully.

"You don't forget the name or face of the person who killed the closest thing you had to a friend." He whispered softly.

An involuntary shutter ran down Sakura's spine. He was talking about Sasori.