Kisame stopped as they neared the end of a hallway, two large double doors in front of him which were closed over tightly. Koraru could hear the murmuring of voices behind them, her ears straining as she tried to make out what they were saying.

"Don't let them intimidate you. If they think you're weak then you're in trouble."

Koraru faced Kisame, a smirk etching across her lips, her hand raising to rest on her hip matter of factly.

"I may not be as physically strong as you are Kisame-kun, but I know how to handle myself just fine."

He returned her smirk, as long as she appeared confident, the others wouldn't push their luck until they got to know her...with the exception of Hidan, but he was pushing his luck by breathing sometimes. Kisame rested his large hand onto the door in front of them, pressing against it forcefully, the doors swinging open with ease. Koraru walked in ahead of him, she wouldn't hide behind Kisame, she wouldn't let them think she was afraid. She wasn't of course, knowing that her companion was close by, she was however wary. Her eyes rested briefly on Itachi who nodded to her curtly, before they wandered the room around her. It was a little more decorated than the rest of the base, a faded red carpet rested below her feet, and at the back of the large room was a pool table, along with a well used dart board, both battered and abused with what was likely years of use. An aged refrigerator hummed loudly from the far corner, and a large TV, seemingly the newest thing within the area, rested against the wall to her left. In the centre of the room sat two sofas, a two and a three seater, worn as well as occupied. The room had fallen silent upon her entry, several sets of eyes resting on the form of the stranger standing before them. It would have been a lie to say that she didn't feel intimidated at all, these people where after all, 'dangerous criminals' as Kisame had put it. She was reassured as the blue skinned male stepped into the room behind her, a silent reminder that he was there.

"Hi I'm Tobi! Tobi is a good boy!"

A man dawning an orange mask bounced to her excitedly, her eyes growing wide in shock as he captured her in a warm and affectionate hug, squeezing her tightly. She froze in confusion, the man humming in delight before he released her. Well, he certainly didn't seem all that dangerous...

"I'm Koraru, I'm your new medic."

"You're a Mizutenshi."

Her pink eyes trailed to the man who had spoken. Most of his face was covered by his headdress, his eyes dark and somewhat bored as he stood from his spot. Some of the others gossiped between themselves as they watched on curiously, the dark eyed man stopping abruptly before Koraru.

"Correct. And you are?"

She kept her voice stern but low as she spoke. The man ignored her sentence, continuing with his own.

"I trained under one of you're kind in my youth for a while, she taught me everything I know about reattaching limbs. I leaned much under her."

His eyes flashed, a dark quiet grunt escaping his lips.

"And on top of her, and behind her. She was quite knowledgeable."

Koraru's lip twitched, the others in the room watching her carefully for her response to the words spoken to her. Gaining control of her facial muscles as well as the situation she freed her hand from her hip, holding it out towards the man before her, an impish smirk stretching across her coral lips.

"If one of my own taught you, it's likely you have learned all you could. I do hope the knowledge served you well."

His eyes flashed once more, the man releasing a short smug noise as he held his hand up, taking hold of her own firmly and shaking it slowly.

"Oh it has. You can call me Kakuzu."

Kakuzu's words seemed to break any semblance of tension in the air. The others in the room moving from their original positions. Altogether there were 7 others present, one being Itachi and another Kisame. She had already been greeted by Kakuza and Tobi and now standing in front of her was a rather bored looking red head. His head creaked as it moved, Koraru's eyes trailing his neck as it did. His physiology was incorrect to say the least. Likely because he was made of wood. Now there was something worth leaving her cave to see. His hazel eyes trailed her carefully before settling on her face, the woman staring to him with curiosity.

"Sasori."

What was his first and apparently last word spoken the man walked past her, Koraru glancing behind her as he disappeared from her view down the hallway. She needed to know more about that one...how unusual. She kept her eyes on the hallway as her head turned around, and when she fully faced infront of her, blinked quickly as she gasped, bright yellow eyes only inches from her own. The man smiled to her sinically, his eyes twinkling as he reached forward, taking a hold of her hand with his own and raising it up, his gaze falling to it as his thumb ran a circle on the back of her knuckles.

"Mizutenshi...your people fascinate me greatly. You're bodies stay young much longer than they should, you'll be as lovely as you are now when you're well into your older years hmm? Quite spectacular indeed."

Kisame watched carefully as Orochimaru ran his fingers across Koraru's hand, slightly expecting him to try and cut it off or something of the sorts. The dark haired man glanced behind Koraru to Kisame, his grin stretching as he chuckled, his eyes trailing back to Koraru slowly.

"Should you ever grow tired of Kisame-chans chakra, I would gladly share with you a few methods I have knowledge of regarding absorption of foreign chakra, for a fair trade in a few Mizutenshi secrets of course. You may call me Orochimaru my dear."

She nodded to him, smiling to him sweetly. He may have been a little...off, but he didn't seem to be that bad, honestly she was unsure of what Kisame had been worried about, so far everyone seemed just fine with her.

"Make way old man!"

Orochimaru glanced to the left, rolling his eyes before stepping back from Koraru, giving her a light bow.

"Until our next encounter, Koraru-chan."

He passed by her quickly, however Koraru didnt have time to turn and see which direction the man had went in, his spot now occupied by a young man. His silver hair was slicked back, his burgundy eyes fixated on her tightly and a devilish smirk set across his face. Kisame's eyes narrowed as he looked down to Hidan, giving him a warning look from behind Koraru. The man paid the warning no mind, his smirk stretching.

"You can call me Hidan babe. Repeat that wont you?"

She arched an eyebrow inquisitively, but adhered to his request.

"Hidan."

Hidan grinned, his head tilting back in what appeared to be satisfaction.

"Smooth and sweet in that voice of yours. I cant fucking wait to hear you moaning it over and over again."

Her welcoming smile fell, her face falling into an all too practiced unamused stare. That couldn't even be considered a pick up line, honestly one of the worst she had ever heard. Hidan reached forward , however before his hand could reach her she took a tight hold of his wrist, her brow narrowing and her frown deepening, her bright eyes glossing over in annoyance.

"No-one touches me without my permission. You would do well to remember that, less you find yourself dismembered."

His smirk never left his features, his dark eyes boring into her own as he leaned towards her, his voice sounding as a husky whisper.

"I hope that's a promise babe."

He stayed close to her, inhaling carefully before a dark chuckle slipped past his lips. Koraru was less than impressed, a sudden reminder of how obnoxious men could be standing right infront of her. Kisame kept his eyes trained closely on the jashinist, his jaw clenched shut tightly. As much as he wanted to intervene, Koraru had to do this on her own, or Hidan would walk all over her.

"You smell good babe."

He moved to walk past her, however stopped when they stood shoulder to shoulder, Koraru's head turning to keep her gaze on him, she got the feeling he wasn't someone she should left sneak around her out with her field of vision.

"I bet you taste even better."

Kisame grunted in annoyance, Hidan's grin quivering as his head threw back further, a loud bellowing laugh escaping him as he absorbed the swordsman's hateful glare.

"Pfft what's with the fucking look fish boy? You think a fine piece of ass like her would give you the time of day when I'm around? You're delusional shit face!"

Kisame's frown deepened, but before he had a chance to retort Koraru's hand was already returning to her side, a large red welp mark rising up on Hidans left cheek.

"You can keep your repulsive thoughts to yourself!"

Hidan's grin grew once more, his eyes shimmering in delight as they ran over the woman slowly.

"The slap of yours stings just right babe. I think you and I will get along."

Her eyes narrowed on his back as he walked off down the hallway, leaving Koraru, Itachi and and Kisame alone. She tutted in disgust as he left her sight, her pink hair bouncing as she turned to face towards Itachi.

"Is he always like that?!"

Itachi sighed as he pushed himself away from the wall he was leaning against, his arms still folded over his chest tightly.

"Hidan is a Jashinist. Pain or even death are no threat to him, he's almost completely unkillable."

Koraru closed her eyes for a moment, recomposing herself and adjusting back to a calmer state of mind. She hadnt liked Hidan's words, nor his mannerisms, but altogether, the Akatsuki members seemed tolerable.

"If he touches me again, I'll put that theory to the test."

Kisame chuckled as he watched her sweet face tighten maliciously, nose and eyes scrunched, frown tight, she meant what she was saying for sure...