A/N: Mhmhmhm hello everyone. This isn't my first fic, nor will it be my last. This is just a simple one-shot I had written some years ago, recently remembered. I decided to dust this thing off, and edit it. This is unbeta-ed, save for myself on a few lonely nights. Enjoy, you dirty little yaoi fans. Oh and yes, this is a two shot, and there may be a sequel…

The blonde sat unmoving at the edge of his bed, his usually sparkling blue eyes staring dead at the floor in front of him, small droplets quickly pooling on the wooden surface. A year had passed since Sasori's death. The puppet master had been his only small comfort in this place, ever since that damned Uchiha had ripped him from his hiding to join the Akatsuki. He sighed, standing to retrieve a change of clothes for the shower. Faded black lines trailed down his cheeks, eyeliner having run with the tears. He vaguely remembered the puppet commenting on it, and the memory brought a fresh wave of tears.

Deidara walked to the bathroom, pants fisted into a tight wad in his left hand, the right combing through his bangs. He had been paired with Tobi, the child-like idiot that replaced Sasori shortly after his death. He unwrapped the red tie holding his top knot, and slid the familiar cloak off of his body. He stepped into the porcelain tub, water cascading down his shoulders, plastering his golden hair to pale shoulders. Another sob wracked his body, hands balling into fists once more. He remembered a day with Sasori, while the puppet was teasing him about his rather feminine looks…

The blonde was applying his normal black liner, fishnet shirt riding up his torso, just enough to expose his navel. The puppet master behind him, reapplying poison to his array of weapons.

"You really do look like a girl, Deidara-san," The statement came from nowhere, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled over them.

"Hey, un"! Deidara replied heatedly, glancing at Sasori in the mirror. "That's not funny, yeah." The puppet just chuckled, rising and making his way over to the blonde man, jabbing him in the ribs with his fingers, causing Deidara twitch, and sending the brush slashing across his cheek, leaving a thin black line in it's wake.

"Sasori-Danna, yeah!" The blonde complained, wiping off the mess. Sasori chuckled once more, the action becoming more common to him since Deidara had joined. He ruffled the blonde hair, making the bomber growl, then returned to his weapons.

Deidara sighed, resting his forehead against the cool tile. He had been the tender age of sixteen that day, and had since grown out of most of the feminine shape and features, though still retaining a touch of softness in his face. Deidara dried, pulling on a pair of cotton pants, and making his way toward his bedroom, wet feet slapping lightly on the cold floor, the sound loud in the thick silence of the room. He pulled back the sheets of his bed, the thick comforter pushed up above the pillows. He sighed wearily, fixing the mild annoyance until he was tackled by something akin to and orange blur, knocking him unceremoniously to the floor.

"Deidara-senpai!" The voice was high, prodding on Deidara's already throbbing nerves.

"What, Tobi?" He growled in reply, the sound surprising for the lack of oxygen entering his lungs at the moment, courtesy of the body currently crushing him in a vice grip the masked nin called a hug.

"Leader-sama sent us a mission scroll! Tobi is a good boy and brought it to Deidara-senpai!" Tobi squealed, elation clear in his voice, despite his hidden features. Deidara huffed, heaving his partner off him.

"What does it say, Tobi?" He was almost afraid to ask at this point, but the exhaustion was affecting his decision making.

"We leave tomorrow, Deidara-senpai! A simple assassination of a rich man. Make it look like an accident, Leader-sama said." The masked man replied, a giggle escaping him as he handed Deidara the scroll, watching the other scan over it for details.

"This says we leave tomorrow morning…" The blonde groaned, his mood shifting from bad to worse. "You better go sleep, Tobi. We start early, yeah." Tobi nodded, practically jumping into the bed across from Deidara's.

"Good night, Deidara-senpai!" Tobi squealed, his obvious excitement about being deployed irking the blonde. Deidara finally made it to that deep unconsciousness that came with sleep, only to be yanked out of it by the familiar sensation of someone tugging lightly on his hair, the feeling sending a shiver down his spine.

"S-Sasori-Danna?" The name barely escaped his pale lips, black lined eyes wide with shock.

"No, it is only Tobi-chan." Came the soft reply, a blond strand twirling between gloved fingers. With this, Deidara's eyes pooled with tears once more, threatening to spill and stain the perfect white that was his pillow.

"Deidara-senpai has pretty hair…" Tobi stated, stilling his fingers. "Did Tobi pull Senpai's hair?" He asked noting the small, dark circles that now dotted the pillow.

"Tobi is sorry! Tobi is a good boy and will make Deidara-senpai feel better!" Deidara smiled weakly at this, an odd squawking sound tearing out of him as the masked nin came just short of shattering his ribs in a hug.

"Yay! Now Senpai is all better!" Tobi squealed, releasing the blonde and picking up the single backpack that had been filled the night before, and opening the door. "Time to leave, Senpai." Deidara rose, stretching and following his partner out into the dark hallway, forming a clay bird as they went. Deidara allowed himself a light yawn, tossing the white clay avian onto the grass, watching it expand with interest. He stood on its back, Tobi seated firmly on the tail, the two S-ranked criminals flying off into the colors of early dawn.

They arrived back at the inn, Deidara nodding at the care taker, making their way upstairs.

"How long do we have left, un?" The blonde questioned, sandals clicking softly on the old wooden floor.

"A few days, Senpai." Tobi replied, following closely behind the blonde.

"Hm…" Was all he got back from the other. The mission had been a simple success, Deidara planting a tiny (but powerful) spider bomb in the man's dinner plate, so when the servant went to swat the scurrying creature, it caused a massive explosion on impact. The blonde grinned. Simple, effective, and entertaining.

"Go on up to the room. I'm going to go get some food from the shop down the street, yeah."

"Alright, Senpai!" Tobi chirped, skipping the short distance to the door, disappearing inside.

After the sound of the door slamming finished assaulting his eardrums, Deidara was left alone with nothing but the sound of footsteps and his thoughts to fill the silence. 'Oh Danna… You have no idea… How my heart aches…'

He came to the end of the hallway, descended the stairs and exited the inn, making his way to the small grocery shop and restaurant down the street. He stopped at the ramen bar, ordering two bowls of the first thing that caught his eye. He paid, thanked the waitress and was on his way back to the inn with ramen in hand, waving his free hand to dissipate some of the sweat. It had been hot in Iwa, but this was ridiculous. The blonde gave a happy sigh as he opened the door to the inn, cool air washing over him. The bomber walked slowly up the stairs, trying not to disturb the elderly care taker. He opened the door to their shared room, letting it close with a soft click.

"Tobi, un! I brought ramen, yeah." It was then that he noticed the orange mask on the bed nearest him, along with all of the other nin's clothes.

"What the hell, un?" Deidara muttered, wondering what kind of stunt Tobi was pulling today. He just shook his head, peeling off the soaked shirt that seemed plastered to his skin, tossing it away from himself.

"Nasty, yeah…" he said to no on, closing his eyes and silently rejoicing the coolness of the room. It wasn't until he heard a sharp click of the lock sliding into place behind him that his blue eyes shot open, the blonde's whole body tense.

"Tobi, yeah?" He called, relaxing a bit, "I brought ramen, un." This was met with a dark chuckle, a deep sound reverberating off the walls, and giving the bomber shivers down his spine.

"That's very generous of you, Deidara." The voice had Deidara rigid*, hand reaching for a kuni that wasn't there.

"Who are you, un? And how did you get in? I had this whole place sealed, yeah." Another chuckle, a smirk sliding into place on the intruder's features.

"My dear Deidara…" The words were laced with what he could only describe as evil intent, the blonde turning slowly to face the other man, who was now a mere foot away from him, long, spiked ebony hair framing the chiseled features, dark eyes trained intently on Deidara. The stranger was clad only in one of the inn's white towels, dark spikes still dripping onto tanned shoulders… The blonde had to force his eyes from traveling any lower, a blush coloring his pale cheeks.

"T-Tobi, yeah?" He stammered, the dark eyes alive with laughter.

"Do you not recognize Tobi-chan, Deidara-senpai?" This was said with a wide smirk, Deidara's expression disbelieving as his childish partner's voice came from the other man, save for the last word, a seductive growl. The blonde all but whimpered, blue eyes widening as the other advanced on him, Deidara taking tentative steps away from the man, the impact of his knees pressing against the mattress jolting him out of whatever spell those dark eyes had over him.

*All those of you whom have perverted minds, raise a glass and celebrate. ^_~

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