Yuugao had been captured earlier that day. While she had been relaxing for the first time since Hayate's death. Now she was in a holding cell for the Akatsuki, her off-duty clothes a crumpled mess mostly. She had worn a soft black silk button-up shirt, which was pretty much open to just below her breasts. This, of course, made her black lace bra quite obvious, and her breasts not something she would have liked. Obsidian eyes flashed with anger as her purple hair fell around her. She tried to hide herself this way, but it really wasn't all that effective.
She wore a skirt for the first time in a long time, but it was practically rolled up to her hips now. That was from rough handling, and her majorly struggling. Now it was quite obvious there was a nice pair of black silk panties beneath the black skirt. Black, she liked black; it was neutral and safe. The faintest hint of lace was seen at the outer edge of the panties. Her sandals had been lost a while ago, and her headband was tied to her upper arm. Captured, she muttered.<|im_end|>
Deidara walked up to the little prison cell she was kept in. He wore his standard Akatsuki clouded robes. He smiled at her. "Enjoying your stay so far, hm?" He asked, and then grinned at her, his blonde hair being brushed out of his eyes by his hand. He looked down on her. "I'm sure you know by now why you're here, right?" He asked, and then used a sealing jutsu to close and lock the jail cell after walking inside. He sat down beside her.<|im_end|>