Ok, this might be slow to update, but its just some random thought that came to my head a while ago which i havent been bothered to upload. I hope you all like it :) Also i dont usually put the writting in the middle like this but i wanted to see what it was like :)
Chapter 1.
"Who knew that to get us all together like that, Orochimaru had to leave?" Kisame chuckled to the other members to lighten the mood. They were all there in the Akatsuki Hideout with their real bodies instead of their chakra selves. They normally wouldn't go to such trouble to meet together like that, however, today was special.
Ignoring his subordinate's comment the leader held up a hand to a small boy standing beside Kisame and Sasori. "Everyone, this is our newest member. Deidara, an explosives specialist defected from Iwagakure. Treat him well, we need him." The leader and all other member's eyes turned to the small blonde boy who fidgeted nervously under everyone's gaze.
"…Uh, hello.." The boy said uncomfortably to the other members, and he looked up to the tall shark-man beside him with a nervous look in his eyes as he bit his lower lip. The man just chuckled quietly and turned back to everyone else waiting for them to comment.
The awkward silence that filled the cave was broken when a gruff voice barked at the fellow members. "Who brought the pipsqueak here? How old is he anyway?"
Kisame spoke up, "Itachi, Sasori and I brought him." He looked down to the small boy and spoke loudly enough for them all to hear. "And Deidara is eleven."
The man who spoke with the gruff voice grumbled disapprovingly when Kisame mentioned the boy's age. The leader decided to intervene, "Kakuzu. Although he is eleven, he has been defected from Iwagakue for at least a year and a half. He was a bomber for hire and now he is your comrade. Live with it."
The other members never said much else after that and Deidara was growing bored of the silence. He had already been given an Akatsuki cloak that everyone was sporting, although his was significantly smaller than the rest. He had already been told and introduced to his new partner Sasori and also given the ring in which made in an official member of Akatsuki. Now he was bored.
Then he remembered something. He still had not had his rematch with the man who forced him into the organisation; or rather, boy, like himself. He stepped forward and turned to face the Uchiha with an angry glint in his eyes. He raised his finger accusingly towards the boy who was only two or three years older than him and he let out a bark, "hey you!"
All eyes turned back to the boy and then flickered over to Itachi to see his reaction. "I still haven't had my rematch with you, yeah!"
The Uchiha let out a low groan and closed his eyes in a vain attempt to ignore the boy in front of him. Slowly he opened them again only to be yelled at when the boy saw his sharingan.
"No, put those crazy eyes away. I don't want them to be analysing me while we fight, un." The boy barked again. He was so loud that his volume was already annoying the other members; although they couldn't hide their obvious interest in what their emotionless and passive comrade would do next.
Instead of saying anything, the Uchiha boy turned towards the leader almost pleading with him to get him out of it. It was embarrassing to fight such a pipsqueak.
The leader let out a low chuckle and ignored the boy's silent pleas. "Fine, you may have your rematch, but don't take long and don't draw attention to yourselves."
"Go outside somewhere for a fight, I don't want in here damaged and have to pay money to fix it." Kakuzu tuned in aggressively.
With that, both boys turned around and headed for the exit. Deidara almost having a skip in his step as he walked alongside Itachi as they left; Itachi almost dragged his feet.
None of the other members bothered to join the Uchiha and the pipsqueak; they already knew who was going to win.
Once outside, Itachi led Deidara further away from the cave into the depths of the forest; once far away from the hideout enough to satisfy him, he stopped and turned to Deidara who had followed silently behind him. Upon turning around, Itachi saw that the young boy following him had his arms behind his head confidently, but his eyes were cautiously analysing Itachi's every move.
"We are far enough away from the base to worry about destroying it. Now you may have your rematch." Itachi said bluntly.
Deidara just eyed Itachi warily and upon seeing Itachi had deactivated his sharingan, he reached his hand into his pocket to begin his attacks. Itachi's eyes narrowed as he followed Deidara's movements as best he could while sharingan-less. Even though they were both skilled shinobi, the fight was going to be a real test.
Several hours later both boys were panting heavily and glaring at one another. In the heat of their battle they had abandoned their cloaks to relieve their bodies of some stress.
They had both reached their limits over an hour ago; they were now only fighting using their will and pride.
"Why don't you give up? Even without my sharingan I can see you have no chakra left." Itachi tried to convince Deidara to forfeit the match. It didn't work.
With a smirk Deidara let out a mocking chuckle, "Why don't you take your own advice? I may not have those crazy eyes of yours but I can still tell you haven't got any chakra left either."
Both boys continued to glare at one another, panting heavily. Suddenly their lungs became tight and they fell to the ground exhausted. On their backs they were listening to each other's panting. Their faces were covered in a thick layer of sweat and their bodies ached from the strain of their even matched fight.
To their relief a cool gush of wind blew over them, making them feel refreshed enough to crawl to their knees and look at each other.
"Haha." They both outwardly laughed at each other's appearance. They were both covered in dirt and their faces were completely drained of colour from their exhaustion. It was both boy's first time genuinely laughing upon joining the criminal organisation and it felt good to relax for a moment.
As another gust of wind blew over the boys, Itachi's laughing stopped short and he quickly tried to activate his sharingan. He couldn't.
Something was approaching, and fast. Deidara noticed Itachi's sudden change in attitude and caught on to what was happening just as four large men jumped from the nearby trees and approached both boys. Itachi's eyes narrowed in frustration as he came to the realisation that neither of them had enough stamina to defend themselves.
Deidara also came to that realisation and quickly got to his feet and ran over to Itachi. Both boys were on their feet in seconds and made an attempt to get back to the base.
Quickly, strong arms wrapped around each boy's waist and pulled them back to the group of strange men.
Their struggles were futile. Itachi turned his eyes towards one of the men just seconds before the huge man in the group grabbed Itachi's neck in a choke hold and raised the boy off of the ground.
Sound nin. Itachi's hands looked tiny in comparison to the man who was choking him. He instinctively reached up to the man's hands as they tightened around his neck and tried-and failed- to pry them from his neck.
"Let him go!" Deidara yelped helplessly, still in the arms of one of the sound ninja. Just as his consciousness was fading, Itachi felt the man lower him slightly and a second later there was a sharp sting in the back of his neck. Instantly he knew what that foreign object embedded in his neck was even before he felt the warm liquid flow into his neck, forcing him into a deep sleep.
The large man laughed, dropping Itachi on the ground and watched with amusement when Itachi didn't move. The drug had worked. The man who had injected the substance into the teenager's neck was now eyeing the glass needle in his hand with a smirk on his lips.
"What did you do to him?" Deidara asked in a panic, struggling further to be released from the man holding him. He stopped immediately when he saw the man who had injected the drug into Itachi approach him. Deidara let out a helpless groan as he tried to push away from the man when he came within arms length from Deidara. The man gabbed Deidara's arm forcefully and pulled it towards him, looking into Deidara's eyes and chuckling at the defenceless child in front of him. "You were a fool to allow yourself to so completely exhausted. Now die." The man held his kunai above his head and began to plummet it down into Deidara.
Deidara waited for the impact and the sharp pain…But it never came. Slowly he opened his eyes and saw the man with the kunai inches from Deidara's head, but his gaze fixated on Deidara's small hand.
"Y-You have…You have a mouth, on your hand…?" The man asked confused and Deidara blinked up at him.
"…I-Its my kekkei genkai…" Deidara mumbled, slowly pulling his hand out of the man's grasp.
The man holding Deidara sounded just as confused as the man who found the mouthes on Deidara's hands. "Should we take him back to Lord Orochimaru?"
The man pulled his kunai away from the boy and replaced it with another needle he had prepared in case the first needle didn't work. He then proceeded to plunge it into the boy's neck and watched as the boy's eyes fluttered closed.
"Yes. We will definitely take him to Lord Orochimaru." He said finally, turning around and signalling for the large man to carry the teenager who was collapsed on the ground. The large man uncaringly picked up the teenager and harshly threw him over his right shoulder and followed after the rest of the group as they began their long walk back to Orochimaru's mansion.
Their mission would soon be a complete success.
There you have it. I hope you liked it. Tell me what you think :)
