Tayuya, you're nineteen. Act like it.

Deidara, prepare yourself for a storm soon enough.

And let us dance a minute in the moonlight.

... *smirks*

[Private to Self]

It's dead. This actually doesn't surprise me. It's suiting, in it's own little way, and I'm glad that it's gone. I don't have to care. (I never did, really.) She wouldn't tell me who did it, nor did I expect her to, but it's a small island. Nothing stays concealed. It's dead and a dirty little secret.

I hope she's gone for a while.

[/Private]

Happy birthday Deidara.

( Always, always. )

I've been working on him for the past year. I found an obnoxious number of photographs of you in dresses in Tayuya's portfolio, so I used a few for reference. Ripping out your hair of miscellaneous occasions also proved to be rather helpful. He doesn't move, I'm afraid, as I wanted to be able to present something at this point, and I didn't have enough time to create a spring system.

(Art. What a contradicting thing, and yet in the end, I am right once again. Right yet again because once it is to be seen and felt it can be frozen permanently, and I am right and you are wrong.)

Returned.

( Private to Temari. )

Edit: ( Private to the Akatsuki members. )

Edit 2: ... Valentine's day.

Edit 3: ... Oh god it's her birthday.

No.

I doubt it's any of your interest or concern, but I've returned. Some have come. (Kakuzu, Hidan, Kisame, we have things to discuss.) Some have left. (Temari?) I don't have an opinion of much of any of this, considering I don't care about much of any of you. Trips to Suna from Oshima are extremely...extended.

( Deidara. )

( Itachi. )

I need a place to stay since that wench Tayuya-kun took my apartment.

Has anything of interest happened?