Okay so, I don't really know where this story is headed but i do know there will be future Lemons! So please read, enjoy and review! x]

Sasori walked by the side of both Itachi and Kisame, the two of them towering well over him. They were headed for Iwagakure in search for the next recruit, the leader's orders.

To be honest Sasori felt sorry for the poor soul they were going to find. Akatsuki wasn't the most glamorous of organisations and it wasn't exactly the high life. He had joined himself not long after the third Kazekage's death -this still remained a mystery to the sand village- as he had wanted to try out his latest creation.

As they neared the gates of Iwa Sasori looked towards Kisame,

"Who exactly are we trying to find again?" his deep voice questioned

"Some terrorist-bomber, got quite a high bounty." Kisame expressed a toothy grin.

"Why would he remain in Iwa if he has a high bounty?"

"Apparently he was last seen here 'passing through'."

"How long ago?" Itachi spoke for the first time

"Two days."

They continued further into Iwagakure.

III

He teased the clay before popping it into the mouths on his hands. He was sat peacefully by a nearby lake, sculpting some new bombs for his collection. The mouth spat out the clay and he closed his hand around it, moulding it neatly. When he opened his palm a long, yet thin, centipede stood there. It would be used for speed and strength.

A rustle in the leaves behind caught his attention abruptly. He spun his head around, blond bangs falling into his face, searching the clearing for any intruders.

Within seconds three figures had stepped out of the shadows and entered the light of the dimming moon. Two tall men, one with long black hair tied behind his back, the other with a pale blue skin, and another man this one rather small, his mouth covered so only his eyes were visible.

Deidara stood carefully, the centipede clay bomb wrapped around his wrist. He eyed them all carefully before asking,

"Who are you?" his voice stern

"We have been ordered to collect you." The one with the pony tail spoke first

"Bounty hunters?" the young boy questioned

"No, we also have bounties on our heads. Now, you can either come voluntary or forced." Smirked the blue man

"What's in it for me, un?" the blonde raised a thin brow

"A place to stay, food to eat, and a chance to get even stronger." The smallest growled

Deidara thought about it for a while, he didn't want to get messed up in more trouble than he already was.

He shook his head before answering, "No, I don't want anymore trouble. I just want to express my art. I just want people to appreciate it, yeah." A moment of sadness passed over his face, before been replaced by a stern look.

"Guess we will have to use force." Itachi stepped forward.

With a flick of his wrist Deidara sent the centipede, which had been resting on his arm, flying towards the approaching man. It landed easily around the man's waist and shoulders and he raised his hand, ready to detonate at any second.

"Whoa! Calm down, maybe you should take a closer look at yourself." The blue man raised his hands in defeat.

Confused, Deidara dragged his eyes down towards his torso. A white clay centipede was wrapped firmly on his skin waiting for his signal to explode.

His eyes widened in shock as he realised what had happened. A Genjutsu.
The man with the black hair stared into the blondes crystal eyes, his own a deep red.

A Sharingan.

"When?" Deidara shouted in rage

"From the second you looked into my eyes."

The smallest man shook his head,

"I have to work with this guy?" his voice sounded strained.

"I suggest you come with us."

A sudden surge of chakra seamed to escape from Deidara's body before he blacked out.

III

A faint thudding was erupting from inside his head, the migraine circulating behind his eyes. He opened one of his eyes slowly, trying to keep out the bright light that threatened to shine through.

Raising his head and opening his other eye, he noticed that he was inside a plain room, accustomed with two beds, two bedside tables, a desk and chair, and one window. Where was he?

He brushed a few blonde strands of hair from his cheeks before standing from the lumpy bed. How long had he slept? The last he remembered was standing in the clearing at night. He glanced over towards the window where sunlight was bursting through.

The sound of voices suddenly came from outside the door and a familiar chakra entered. A small man around 4, 5 acknowledged Deidara by giving a slight nod before shuffling over towards the desk.
There was a few seconds of silence before the man spoke,

"I see you're finally awake." His voice deep

"Where am I?" Deidara asked quietly

"You're at our newest base." The voice seamed bored

"And just where would that be?" Deidara rose from the bed and stepped towards the man.

"You don't need to know that right now. All you need to know is that you are now the newest member of Akatsuki, you will be my working partner, and my name is Sasori."

"I don't understand why I have been brought here!" anger flashed red across his face.

The man turned to face him, annoyance smothering his facial expression, "You're here because you have potential, brat!" he spat

"Oh." It was all Deidara could manifest out of his dry mouth.

"If you need any food the kitchen is down the hall to your left, so don't disturb me anymore. I have work to do." And with that Sasori pulled out some polish and tools as he started to clean the wood from under his desk.

III

Sasori didn't like his new partner. It had only been two weeks but the boy was starting to get highly on his nerves. He was loudmouthed, clumsy, and just plain arrogant, and there was definitely a few times when Sasori had wanted to wipe the smirk from his face. However, the boy respected and he liked that. He never asked what he was doing when working on a new puppet, and he had even started calling him 'danna', which never failed to make the red head laugh inside.

Sasori was sat quietly at his desk, his favourite puppet Hiruko placed on the floor, and his hands working fast to complete his work before Deidara got back. No one had yet seen Sasori in his real form and he feared what anyone would say. That fear grew large when he heard the door behind him open slightly,

"Sasori –No-Danna, I brought some food-."

Silence filled the room as Deidara tried to register who was sat at the desk. Sasori cocked his head backwards slowly, trying to see Deidara's expression. The boy's mouth was slung open and his brow was raised dangerously high, so high Sasori thought it might get caught in his hair.

"Close your mouth Dei, you'll catch flies." He continued back with his work

"Who the hell are you?" Deidara placed the food on his bed before creeping his head over Sasori's shoulder, trying to get a better look at the 'stranger'.

He sighed, "Who do you think it is? Sat at this very desk, constructing puppets, just like any other day." The sarcasm dripped from his tone.

"That is Sasori," he pointed to Hiruko on the floor, "not you!" the blonde placed his hands on his hips.

Sasori spun around in his chair, now facing the boy, "Deidara, that is just a mere puppet, look."

He gathered chakra into his fingertips before strings extended from himself towards Hiruko. The puppet instantly came to life and walked over towards the two of them, "see?"

"Why do you communicate through your puppets?"

"It's just easier." He walked over towards the bed and grabbed the bowl of rice that sat on the tray, and shovelled it into his mouth, "Anyway the leader wants to see us." He crawled under Hiruko's cloak and a few tapping sounds were heard before he spoke again,

"Don't tell anyone of this." The familiar gruff voice spoke as Hiruko came to life and headed out the door, followed by a confused Deidara.

III

A man with orange hair stood in front of them.

His face was mounted with random piercings; some going through the bridge of his nose, his lips, eyebrows, and even his cheeks. Next to the man stood a smaller woman with deep violet hair and a similar piercing on her chin. They both wore matching cloaks to Sasori, black with red clouds.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you." The man spoke, his voice calm yet stern.

"I'd say the same, but, I don't have the faintest clue who you are, un." Deidara shrugged.

The man quiet chuckle, "Is that so? I am Pein; however, you will address me as leader and that only." He stared Deidara down.

"I understand." Deidara responded quietly

"Now, moving on, there is a bounty mission that you both must complete. All the information is inside this envelope."

The woman stepped forward and handed him a plain brown envelope.

Sasori and Deidara both nodded before exiting the room.

III

"Hiro Shin?" Deidara asked as they neared the hidden village of Sound.

"Apparently she has some secret ties with Akatsuki, but Pein has no need for her anymore. She knows too much and it would be too big a risk to let her just run around freely." The redhead sighed

"Well where exactly are we supposed to find her?" Deidara huffed

"She likes to hang around the local bar; it won't be too hard to find her, especially with her looks." Sasori ginned

Sasori was right.

It wasn't very hard to find her, especially with her looks. She stood out greatly from all the other women in the village. She had bright blue hair that caressed her cheeks and waist snugly, lightly tanned skin, hazel brown eyes, and pink pouted lips. She was stood with a bottle of sake' in one hand, a cigarette in the other.

"Leave her to me." Sasori shuffled forward

As soon as he neared her she turned slightly to face him,

"Oh, It's you." She took a long drag from her cigarette

"Can we go somewhere private? We need to speak." He started towards the back room and gave Deidara a signal telling him to follow.

The room they entered was full of old boxes, which Hiro sat on.

"So, what do you need?" she sighed

"I am no longer in need of your service. Release!" he made a slight hand sign

A shrill scream ran through both their ears as the girl collapsed onto her knees, hands gripped tightly around her head. Her body writhed as she fell face first onto the concrete floor, her sudden fit leaving foam slowly leaving her mouth.

"What the hell?" Deidara pointed a glance towards Sasori

"She was a spy we were using to receive information about the hidden villages; her work with us is done. Now, put her body over your shoulder, we need to take her back to the base." He exited back into the bar.

He picked up the limp girls body and slung her carefully over his shoulder before following.

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