SaiaiAngelAlchemist: Ah, hello again, minna-san. Welcome back to Forsaking Sound, Joining Akatsuki! I really don't know if I'll ever finish this story... But I've been running out of ideas for other stories I've been writing. So I figured I'd edit this one.

Anyway, I hope those of you who bother to read this enjoy this editted version of Forsaking Sound. I hope for reviews, but I don't expect them, seeing as I may or may not even continue...

Oh, before I forget, this disclaimer goes to all possible future chapters: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, they belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei. Also, any song lyrics I might add to this fanfiction belong to their respectful artists.

Besides, if I owned Naruto, why would I be writing fanfictions?

My breathing was barely irregular as I ran into an alley on the right side of the street.

Putting my hands together in a sign, I thought, ‘Henge no jutsu,’ and a haunting tune sounded quietly around me, the music visibly swirling around me like softly glowing, white strings. My body was obscured from view for several moments before the tune came to a slow halt. When the soft light disappeared my body was completely different from before. I was now a male with short blonde hair and blue eyes and now my height was around 5’6”. I use this form a lot so even if I lose consciousness for whatever reason, my body won't change back unless I want it to. I even have a name for it.

Cautiously, I took off running again, but near the end of the alley I ran into another shinobi. Literally. My now significantly larger body crashed into his and we went flying across the ground. I quickly jumped into a loose fighting stance as I waiting for an attack, but he only laughed.

"S-sorry 'bout that." His words came out slurred and I noted that he was drunk. I shrugged and started running again. If he wasn’t going to follow me, there was no reason to attack him.

I sped up when I realised I was nearing the main entrance to the village. Well, technically, for someone who was trying to escape, it was the exit. I wasn't escaping quietly though. Which is why I was running so quickly and in a different form, despite wanting everyone to know I was ditching this damned village.

First, to get everyone's attention, I stole money (a lot of money) from my family's household and then set off fire-crackers (Most would use bombs, but I didn’t want to hurt anyone if it wasn’t necessary) in from of the houses of every shinobi family I could think of.

Although, when I reached the gate I realised a bit too late that using leaving the village in a henge form that I use more than others wasn’t one of my brightest ideas. There were more shinobi guarding it than usual. Plus, writing a note saying, "I'm leaving; thanks for nothing. Your dearest Tacit Resonance" on a jounin's door wasn't a great idea either.

'Damn, looks like my "clean" getaway is gonna get bloody,' I thought jump-kicked the nearest guy in the back of the head, knocking him out while alerting the rest of them. I smirked at the thought of a challenge.

Two Days Later

'Damn it all! Why the hell didn't I think of where I'd go after I escaped?!' I thought. I mean, after running non-stop for nearly two days, having no idea where to go, you’d be angry too. My clothes were soaked in blood, and I couldn’t tell anymore how much of it was mine. I had a large gash down my left arm, I'd been stabbed in the my left side with a kunai, my right forearm had a large cut on it and my face had several cuts as well.

What amazed me, though, was that I was still running. Despite the fact that my legs had many large gashes on them, and I had at least three shuriken stuck in my back. I had pulled out most of them earlier but I’d given up so I could concentrate on my feet.

I’m pretty sure I killed two of them. I know I injured all of them pretty bad, especially the guy who stabbed me in the side. Actually, now that I think of it, that might have been one of the guys I killed... Oh well. It doesn't matter.

I stopped when I came to a gorge with a wide river at the bottom. I scanned the edge of the river and took note of a large cave a little ways down. Relieved, I focused chakra in my feet and jumped down onto the river. As I walked along the water's surface, I could feel my strength gradually slipping away. I trudged weakly into the cave, my shoulders hunching painfully.

'Lucky me. Just as I start to lose energy, I find a cave,' I thought vaguely. I gave a drained chuckle. I walked into the cave tried to get a look at my surroundings. Just before I could, I collapsed to the ground and gasped in pain.

'Damn... M-maybe... I... I'm not tired. Am I... Is this how it... feels to... Die?'

Deidara's POV

Someone was coming towards the base. Fast.

And of course, I'm the one who was sent to check it out.

I left the base and went into the outer area of the cave. I sat in the shadows of the back of the cave and waited. Thankfully, it wasn't long before a man with bloodied clothes appeared, walking slowly into the cave. The man laughed weakly before he fell over with a sharp cry.

Standing up, I walked over to the man and knelt beside him. He rolled onto his back and gasped again in pain as some shuriken in his back were pushed further into his skin.

He opened his eyes slowly. He looked at me with dark blue eyes and smirked, "Well...aren't you a cutie?" I scowled, making him laugh at my expense.

'Do I really look that much like a girl?' I thought angrily.

"Kawaii-kun…," he breathed.

'"Kun"?' I thought in surprise. 'Not "Chan"?'

He looked up at the ceiling and frowned, "I finally escaped! …I finally escaped, and now, am I going to die?" He sighed, the lids falling over his eyes as he continued, "I finally left the village that hated me... I never thought I would regret death. I’ve been wishing for it most of my life, but it never happened… Wow, I think I've…finally lost it," he laughed again and then fell unconscious.

I looked at him for a few more seconds while I quickly sorted out my thoughts. He was still breathing, albeit faintly, but if I didn’t hurry, he really would die. Nodding to myself, I picked him up gently and brought him inside the base. I walked quickly through the hallways towards Leader-sama’s room and knocked on the door.

"Come in," came Leader-sama's voice through the door.

"Leader-sama," I said as I sat down in a chair, still holding the injured man bridle-style. I explained what happened and what he’d said, but I kept the ‘Kawaii-kun’ part to myself. When I finished, I waited impatiently for him to make a decision. I mean, the man was dying…

"I see," he replied after several long moments. "If you believe he might be of value here, go and ask Sasori to bandage him up. When he is able to, tell him to come and see me," he explained.

"Hai, Leader-sama, yeah," I said, getting up and stepping out of his office.

I went to my room and placed him carefully on the floor, being careful to keep him off his back so the shuriken wouldn't be pushed in any further. I went to the closet, grabbing a few thick blankets and put them on the floor. I got a towel out of the bathroom and put it on top of the blankets so that his clothes and wounds wouldn't ruin them. I'd have to get a new towel though... I shook my head at the ridiculous thought and moved the blonde onto the blankets. I stared at his pale face for half a heartbeat before leaving to get Sasori-danna.

So, there is the first revised chapter of Forsaking Sound, Joining Akatsuki. I hope you enjoyed; my writing style has changed significantly since it was first posted.

Sorry if it was still as confusing as last time, but our protagonist will be given a name in the next chapter.

See ya next time~

Deidara: If there is a next time, yeah...

Saiai: Shut up T_T

~SaiaiAngelAlchemist