No ownership goes to me *sigh* If you'd like to comment on my writing or give suggestions, they are always welcome. Constructive Critiscm welcome but please, if you don't like it just don't comment. I'd prefer not to be put down with no advice on how to improve...
Warning: I am a slow updater. I'm sorry for this and I will try to write faster... It willing go a bit better as I am supposed to be getting a laptop in the next month and once I get that I'll be set to write all the time but it's a bit hard for me at the moment.
Deidara walked out of the bathroom and back to the room he shared with the child of the Akatsuki.
"Deidara sempai?"
He sighed heavily.
"What Tobi un?"
Tobi shuffled to the end of his bed, closer to where Deidara was standing clad only in a white towel. His eye was focused on the sealed mouth that covered Deidara's bare torso.
"What's that mouth for?"
Deidara sighed again. There is no way that this idiot would ever understand his art. Not even Sasori no Dana had understood his art, stating instead that true art lay in the beauty of something eternal like puppets. Deidara had commented on more than one occasion that it would only take one explosion and they would be gone. No, any idiot should know that real art was about that instant yeah. That glorious second where everything disappeared in a bright flash and a loud bang! Deidara explained this to Tobi who looked at him, seeming to be confused behind that hideous orange mask.
"But Deidara sempai, that doesn't explain the mark on your chest." Tobi's quizzical voice was loud and grated down Deidara's nerves.
"Tobi, it's like this yeah. This mouth is my last piece of art. When I have no option left in a fight, I will release the seal and feed clay to it. Then, as my finale, I will blow myself and anything within 3 miles of me to smithereens yeah! That will be my death, my wonderful, artistic death and I will have achieved perfection in my art yeah.'
Deidara didn't notice until it was too late that Tobi had launched himself off the bed. He collided with the force of a fully grown man coupled with a child's impulsiveness, knocking Deidara off his feet and sending them both crashing to the ground.
"Tobi you idiot! What did you do that for un?" Despite Deidara's yelling Tobi locked his arms around his sempai and refused to let go, all the while muttering in an anguished voice.
"Deidara sempai wants to die. Sempai hates Tobi. His art is important but nothing is worth sempai's life! Tobi will not let him do it. Tobi will find a way."
"Get off idiot or I'll kill you instead! Get OFF!"
With one hand clutching his towel, Deidara used his other arm to throw Tobi off of him and stood up hastily, adjusting the towel that was hanging haphazardly around his hips. Sweat trickled down his chest, evidence of the brief struggle. Deidara glared at the now cowering Tobi.
"If you try to stop my final masterpiece, I'll kill you. Now get out."
Whimpering under his sempai's furious glare, Tobi ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Stupid Tobi yeah... Could never understand" Deidara muttered before turning back to his wardrobe.
Tobi fled through the Akatsuki base, his mind screaming at him to do something so that his sempai could never use that jutsu. His feet thudded heavily on the floors and tears trickled under his mask. A mask that was squashed against his face a second later as he ran headlong into the shirtless and masochistic Akatsuki member. A hand gripped Tobi's jacket lightly, pulling his face close to the one above him.
"What the fuck do you fucking think you're fucking doing you shitty bastard? You fucking soiled my skin with your fucking heathen germs and now I'm gonna have to perform another fucking sacrifice to please lord Jashin! Is this your fucking way of volunteering shit face? Cos leader said I can't take anyone from the fucking nearby villages cos they'll get fucking suspicious. The fuck they will!"
During the speech, Hidan had started dragging Tobi towards his room, swearing profusely about heathens and holy Jashin while ignoring Tobi's struggles. As they drew closer to Hidan's door, Tobi grew panicked. 'Was Hidan-san actually going to sacrifice him this time? If that happened then no-one would stop sempai!' Tobi's struggles increased as he tried to get away from the dangerous man. Legs kicked out, connecting and drawing out a muffled oath. Tobi's arms flailed, beating thoughtlessly at anything close to him.
"Let me go Hidan-san! Let me go!" Though Tobi was striking with his kicks and punches, they didn't seem to affect the immortal jashinist as he lifted Tobi bodily off the ground and slammed him against a wall. The sudden wave of pain stopped Tobi's yelling and attempts to escape. Hidan crushed him into the wall with his half naked body and hissed into Tobi's ear.
"Stop your fucking yelling. No-one is going to come. No-one fucking cares about you dumbass. They'll probably fucking thank me when they find out what happened to you. Not even your," his voice twisted the word mockingly, "sempai will fucking mourn you. You're a good for nothing fucking weakling."
Each word caused a strange ache in Tobi's chest and he slumped in Hidan's grip helplessly. His head hung low as he waited for Hidan to take him into the room so it came as a surprise when he heard another voice in the supposedly deserted corridor.
"Drop him Hidan. You can satisfy your god in other ways."
Hidan's eyes narrowed at Kakuzu and he spat out his next words.
"He's mine this fucking time. You can't fucking stop me killing him." His grip on Tobi tightened as he argued. From the corner of his eye, Tobi saw Kakuzu's eyebrows raise in silent challenge before the hands pressing him to the wall disappeared sending him crashing to the floor in shock. He scrambled up quickly and noticed the many strings connecting the two men. Kakuzu turned to him.
"Leave Tobi. I will deal with this."
Hidan's eyes blazed when Tobi glanced at him and his unresponsive body. Sweat trickled down his hairline. It was the only indication of the struggle he was under as he tried to get away from Kakuzu and his strings.
"Hai Kakuzu-san" Tobi said as he backed down another corridor before turning and bolting away.
Both sets of eyes watched him run before they turned back to each other. Kakuzu smiled underneath his mask.
"You shouldn't play with him like that. He may act like a child but he is still part of Akatsuki. Leader wouldn't have let him in if he didn't have a criminal side like us."
Hidan dropped as Kakuzu released him and was pinned to the ground just as suddenly in quite a similar position to the way he'd held Tobi. Furious eyes met his and though he was immortal, the pressure on his throat was uncomfortable as Kakuzu leaned down.
"And don't you ever talk to me like that again."
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