I didn't mean to write crack! –cries-

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Thank god, because if this is what came out, I'd be frightened.


Deidara stared at the rain from beneath the cover of the ramen stand while he waited on his food. He wasn't quite dramatic enough to stand out in the down pour like some people (other wise known as pissy and going-blind Uchihas). The blonde nin scowled out at the rain; the humidity was making his hair frizzy. Though really, that wasn't why he was in a bad mood.

Deidara swore he would kill that pink haired bitch. He would delight in placing thousands of tiny bombs on her and watching her intestines flying through the air when they exploded. She would pay for killing his Sasori no Danna. He wasn't very fond of going through the days without his sempai beside him.

It wasn't that he was dependent on the man. It was simply that he was damn horny without the puppetman around.