Laying there in your bed you couldn't even possibly imagine what just happened, yet the images ran through your mind over and over. It was sheer torture, not because you had to remember him do it to you, while you lay there helplessly, but because you liked it.

"Son of a bitch!" you screamed while kicking over a chair. Making your way to the door, you ripped it open you charged your way over to Zetsu's room. Slamming the door open you found him giving you a rather bizarre look.

"Knocking would have been preferred," he sighed before setting down the paperwork that was in his hands.

Not even giving him a response, you shoved you hand at him, "Take out this fucking rock! It seems to be the source of all my problems. I'm sick of Tobi's dirty games!"

"I wish it were that easy, but doing so would kill you," sitting back down at his desk he seemed extremely calm for one of your rare outbursts.

"Why does that even matter? You're the Akatsuki! What should my measly life mean to you?" glaring daggers into his back he turned around to give you a blank stare.

"Nothing, your life means nothing to us, but that crystal does. It's integrated into your body and soul. It's now a part of you, and you both share the same life source. If we removed it and you just happened to die, the crystal would die along with you, regardless of it being attached to you or not," his words were cold but you knew it was true.

"So then if the crystal shatters or breaks then do I die too?" you asked while looking down at the death trap that no lived in your hand.

"In theory, yes, but there's no way to be sure, unless you want to try it out yourself," he suggested it as if It didn't matter.

"I think I'll pass," you rubbed your hand at the thought of what pain that would bring you.

"Thought so, and what did you mean by Tobi's dirty games?" Zetsu asked with a smirk.

"I might be afraid to take this rock out of my hand, but I'm not afraid to take you out," giving him a side glare, you proceeded to head for the door.

"I'd like that. It's a date then," Zetsu said in a rather cocky tone. Wiping your head around to face him, all you could see was his back as he sat as his desk.

Walking out of the room so many things raced through your head, the majority of them being along the line of, *Why the hell is everyone acting like their polar opposites! Is it opposite day and no one decided to tell me!* Making a quick pace back to your room, you locked the door shut, right before you pushed your dresser in front of it. Sure it probably didn't do much in the long run since S-ranked criminals could easily knock it down a barricaded door, but it just gave you false sense of security. Sensing the tiredness in your eyes you could tell it had gotten pretty late. You had to say you were quite exhausted from the rage.

Getting changed it your PJ's you walked over to your bed. Looking over the wrinkled covers you recapped what happened. *Not even if it killed me.* You scrunched your nose in disgust as you walked over to the closet to get a blanket and pillow. Laying the blanket on the ground and the pillow on top of it, you sat down. Resting your head on the pillow you shifted uncomfortably; the ground was not a very nice ground. "Don't worry Tracey. You know you wouldn't be able to get any sleep in that bed either." Rolling on your side, you closed your eyes. 12:00, 1:00, 2:00, 3:00; it seemed endless. Sitting up you looked at the door; maybe something out there would release the paranoia of your mind. Walking over to the door your face slammed into something hard. Looking up you saw a tall dark figure, and it was for too large to be anything human. It was your dresser. *In the long run that probably wasn't a good idea…* You sighed at the thought of moving it.

Leaning on the dresser, you pushed it just far enough to open the door. Now exhausted by the evil and incredibly heavy dresser, you could have just gone back to bed, but that would have defeated the purpose of moving it at all.

Trying not to make a sound, you slowly opened the door and tip-toed out. *It's so freaking dark!* You screamed mentally while scaling the walls. Finding the lounging room dimly lit you walked in. leaning on a wall you observed the room. It wasn't surprising no one was in there at three in the morning… Opening the glass cabinet you spotted a glass cup. *A glass of water should do it.* you proceeded to open the fridge and get the water pitcher.

Closing the door you nearly screamed, but you closed your mouth since catching the pitcher you just dropped seemed the more logical choice. After you caught it, you let out a sigh of relief. "Really?" you groaned at Sasori who was standing right where the refrigerator door used to be.

"Really. Why are you in here?" he asked.

Pointing at your glass as if weren't obvious enough you said, "Getting some water. Why are you up so late?"

"My body requires no sleep since I take this form. And you?"

"My bed was uncomfortable," you replied while pouring a glass of water.

"Lies. The mattresses here are top quality and custom made. So what really happened?" his voice had a spark of interest.

"Just like I said, my bed was uncomfortable," picking up you glass of water you exited the lounge.

-Next morning-

Opening you eyes, you shielded your face from the suspecting sun. Feeling no warmth coming to you, you realized you were living in a underground base. "Never knew there was a plus side to this place…* you rubbed your eyes before enter the bath room. Looking in the mirror you frowned, "I forgot to take my eye makeup off." Trying to wipe it, you struggled it get it off. "What is up with this stuff?" Taking one more swipe at it, you realized something, this wasn't makeup, it was dark shade of skin since you only got 4 hours of sleep. "Well that's just great…"

"Traaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaceeeeeey!" You heard a whine come from the door that was locked. It was Tobi.

"Shit!" You mumbled to yourself before running over to the dresser. Pushing the dresser with everything you had, it finally covered the door.

"TRAAAACEEEEEEEEEY!" Tobi exclaimed as he banged on the door with so much force it started to push the dresser away. To prevent that from happening you placed yourself in front of the dresser and leaned on it, as it faced the door. You weren't getting very far from the fact that he was barely knocking on the door, but it was taking everything you had just to keep the dresser on the it.

"Go away!" You yelled while struggling with the dresser.

"Awwww, but, but why?" Tobi whinnied on the other side of the door. The door banging had subsided.

"Because I'm busy! That's why!" You still hadn't let up on the dresser.

"Doing what!"

"Whatever the hell I want to do!" It pissed you off that he was acting like he knew nothing about what happened last night.

"….. Are you mad about last night," he said in a child's sad tone.

Your face filled with rage you yelled, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK!"

"Well, Tobi thinks you're mad…" Tobi sulked outside the door. Easing up on the dresser, you thought about what he might be really doing out there. He sounded sincere, but he was the best actor you ever knew. He had you fooled for days that he was a nice and innocent guy who just got caught up in the wrong mess of people, but he was actually a clever, manipulating man who likes to mess with people's emotions.

"Tracey?" Tobi asked.

"…What?" you grumbled while pressing up against the dresser again.

"Tobi thinks you want to be alone, so he's going leave." Hearing him shuffle to his feet, you listened as his footsteps became fainter. Soon enough, you heard nothing at all.

"He finally left," you mumbled to yourself after pushing the dresser away. Slowly opening the door, you peaked out to see if he might be there. He was gone of course. Walking down the hallway you could see it was as quiet as always. *Maybe Zetsu has some new news on this crystal, and then I can bitch slap him for what he did yesterday.* You smiled at the pleasure it would bring you to whip your hand across his face.

Walking up to his door you saw it was just barely open. Hearing him talking you quickly pressed your back against the wall next to the door and listened.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she never talked to you again. Girls get pretty serious about those things. So when do you think she'll come out of her room again?" You heard Zetsu ask.

"Probably not for a while, but the real reason I came here was to see if you have got anything new on the crystal," almost sneering you could tell it was Tobi's real voice.

"There's nothing new to report. It's funny; she came here last night and asked me the same thing. I'm assuming that's after you pissed her off?" Zetsu's voice sounded amused,

"Probably. Can't you work any faster?" Tobi ordered angrily.

"I would be if you didn't hog her all to yourself." That was it. You didn't want to waste your time listening to bickering men. Making sure you didn't make any noise, you left, and went back to your room. Walking up to your desk you opened the drawer to get a pair of scissors.

"If he won't do it I will," holding your breath, you winced as you slowly pushed the scissors into the crease of the crystal. Red liquid quickly engulfed your arm as you dug deeper. *Oh god, blood. It will be worth it.* Sliding it further into the crease you could feel the crystal loosening. Smiling through the pain you decided to make a turn on the scissors to push it out, but screamed instead. Grabbing your chest, it felt as if your heart had been torn out. Falling to the floor you grabbed the desk for support; the other hand still holding your chest. Looking up, you noticed everything was starting to become distorted.

"There's no way out, is there," you mumbled while looking at the misshaped crystal. Struggling to push it back in, you felt a shot of pain slice through the center of your heart. Losing grip of the desk the rest of your body fell to the floor. After that pain you could feel nothing. Your body was collapsing beneath yourself, and everything was numb. Nothing was felt; you couldn't feel your heart pulsing like it should be.

Turning on your side you body started to curl up. Lifting you hand you could see its purplish color turning silver through the distortion. Struggling to move your hand, you pushed both to grip your chest as hard as you could. Laying in the presence of death you felt a small warmth start from your hand, and then your heart. It was as if it was transferring over.

Slowly, but surely, warmth filled your whole body. The pain that had once pulsated everywhere had vanished as if it never happened. Laying on the floor you stared at the ceiling. "That was really fucking stupid…" Picking yourself off the floor you stumbled in the process. The whole event that just happened had really drained you. "Food." You demanded. Pushing yourself to the door, you opened it. Of all the things to see when you opened it, Tobi was the last thing you ever wanted to see.

"Tobi just wanted to see if you were ok," he said in the most innocent voice possible.

"You're a little late," you said with harsh sarcasm, but secretly you were happy he hadn't come to check on you any sooner. Laying helpless on the floor while he was there just seemed like the worst possible scenario. "Move." You ordered before pushing past him. *If he even thinks I am just going let this go, he can kiss my ass. You can't play innocent anymore now that I know what you are.*

"You just gonna keep ignoring Tobi?" His voice sounded as if it were going to cry as he trailed behind you. Reaching out for your shirt, he gave a small tug. Not even looking back, you swatted his hand away.

"Yeah, I am. Apparently I have a 'date' with Zetsu," you made quotations for date.

"Well you move on fast," his normal voice stung.

"I never stopped for you smart one," you sneered. He always showed his true side when he was pissed off!

"You really think Zetsu's going to take you on a date?" He seemed to snicker at the thought.

"It can be whatever he wants as long as it gets me away from you," turning back to him, you gave him a glare.

"Well then let me ask you this; do you really think I'll let that happen?" He seemed curious for an answer.

"When did you suddenly become my keeper. You're not my dad. I'll do what I want, and I don't need your 'permission' for what I do," You started walking again at a faster pace.

"Haha!" You could almost feel the smirk growing across his face."You can call me daddy any time you like." And at that exact moment, you would have loved to feel the pleasure in choking him to death.

Your mouth gapped open before yelling, "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Turning around you were just about to charge when you noticed he was gone. "SON OF A BITCH!"

"Still talking to imaginary friends I see," Sasori said as he exited the kitchen. He lifted an eyebrow at you before walking away.

"I swear when I see him next time I am going to personally rip his spine out," you muttered before entering the kitchen. Looking around you were glad to see that no one was in there; thus no one heard you scream; well except for Sasori.

Walking over to the refrigerator you took out some diet coke, and sat on the couch. "Oof." Squeaking in surprise, you looked over to see Zetsu lying on the couch. Lifting yourself up, you had sat on his legs. "Feel free to sit. I don't care."

"Uh," you gave him a rather odd look, while holding you coke against you.

"Sit," he motioned to his legs.

Sighing in defeated you replied, "Fine." Then you grabbed the remote to the TV and sat on his legs. "Anything on TV?" you looked at him for a response. His eyes were closed and his hands were resting behind his head. "I'll take that as a no…" Turning it on, you flipped through the channels.

"So, why don't you tell me what you think of Tobi," Zetsu said with his eyes still closed.

"Asshole." You sneered the word.

"He can't be that bad Tracey. You ever think you might just be over reacting?"

"I think I have the right to be pissed off. I know Tobi would never do anything to you like he did to me."

"So you're over him?" he opened one eye in curiosity.

"I was never on him," you grumbled while stopped on a comedy show.

"Perfect," he said before opening his other eye and sitting up. "Then prove it to me by going on that date you promised."