Sasori watched the young boy writhe under his strings, his facial expressions the only part he could control. He watched as the boy let out pitiful screms and wimpers as he was dragged out of the small building he was in only moments before, after being declared and forced to under the wing of the yet famous, Akatsuki.

Giving out an aggrivated sigh, Sasori turned back to the boy after about an hour of struggle down a long empty path in the forest. His cold emotionless eyes of his shell, hiruko, bore into Deidara; making the boy stop in his tracks there and then.

The blond flinched as those eyes of the monolithic male turned towards him. Deidara though still managed to give a glare as jerked back against the invisible strings that forced his body to move against his will. The teen wanted nothing more than to escape, to return to his family, his friends, and his home. The village hidden in the stone. Truthfully the past few hours seemed only to be a blur, he remembered going out with the rest of the ANBU team to track down a suspicious person that seemed to have been sneaking in and out of the village lately. When they arrived though they found a lone figure, a low to the ground, wood encased figure that easily took down every last man on the blond's team. In only a matter of a few seconds to boot!

Deidara wasn't stupid and knew he was out matched, but when he turned to retreat that was when he was knocked out and then brought before the organization known as Akatsuki. He was NOT happy about being forced to join, but was determined to be gone the second this "Sasori" let his guard down.

Sasori scrutinized the young male, and tugged on the chakra strings attached to Deidara's legs, causing a look of surprise as Deidara lost his balance and fell to the dusty ground. Sasori smirked.

"I would appreciate it if you didnt give you're master that look, Deidara" he sneered, hearing shuffling of legs behind him as he rose to his feet yet again.

Deidara managed to push himself back onto his feet, though his hands were now covered in small cuts from the assortment of rocks that covered the unbeaten path they seemed to be following. The blond then turned his gaze back towards the other "man" and growled out as his gaze turned from azure to icy blue, "You are NOT my master, you bastard."

Sasori stopped in his tracks and turned again to Deidara. In a flash, His tail flew towards Deidara and in an instant, was at the edge of his throat. Deidara hadnt even blinked at the sheer speed of it all. Sasori slowly moved back towards Deidara, and stopped a few feet from him.

"See this tail boy? This is poisoned, and although it wouldnt be much, a small, tiny scratch from it will kill you."

Deidara's eyes widened slightley from the threat, making Sasori chuckle at the expression.

"So, I would be light on those 'insults' you throw at me, because it could very be your last-" Sasori's voice halted at the last few words, and turned slightley to the side lines of the road.

Had he imagined it?

Deidara was in fact terrified, would this man really kill him without a single thought or feeling of remorse. No, of course not, this Sasori was a missing ninja. A person that had turned their back on one's own village and home, this was what a ninja was supposed to be like. Detached, ruthless, smart, and packed enough killer intent and chakra to make even a Kage think twice about attacking him.

The blond's eyes traveled then towards that metallic, blade laced tail. From this distance he could see the sheen of the poison coating the appendage of the puppet, was this liquid as deadly as the other said it was? The real question though, was whether or not the blond wanted to find out. Swallowing hard Deidara decided to hold his tongue... for now that is.

As Sasori studied the trees before him, he was inwardly grateful for the boys silence at the moment. He felt something before- a flicker of chakra, a shaking branch... Sasori's eyes thinned deep under his shield as he concentrated. It could be another ANBU from the stone...no..Sasori huffed in annoyance. If it was anything, it was gone. There was nothing now. No movement or chakra to hear or feel.

Giving Deidara another deadly stare, He continued to move down the path, no longer holding the boy by threads. It was no longer nessisary.

Through the thickets of the trees, a single eye peered down on the road below. He never would have guess Sasori would have been able to sense him-but, after all, he did search for him to join his desires in the overall plan. But, the blonde- The 'child' that had been recruted was worth more than Sasori. He was something of a light in the darkness. Yes... He would be of good use to Akatsuki; as long as he wasnt killed. He would make sure of that until the time was right. Seeking him out had been a great plan.

With a flash movement, the orange masked man dissapeared from sight.

Deidara shuddered, his whole body was starting to shake as soft tremors traveled through his body in a futile attempt to warm up the icy figure. Why was it futile? Well it was because the blond wasn't physically cold, no, he was shivering for a completely different reason. Those reasons were fear, for obvious and understandable reasons, but it was also from a sick underlining feeling of excitement as more and more adrenaline was pumped into his system. His mind was racing through plans of escape, yet also plans of revenge. After all, there was NO way that he was going to let the Akatsuki get away with what they had done to him and his team! The mouths in his palms were starting to get excited as well as the tongue would constantly sneak out of run over their sets of teeth, or the tongues and mouths would remain open for short periods of time waiting for a supply of clay that never came as Sasori now had the other's bag in his possession.

Sending a glance over towards the huge bulk that was Sasori the blond started to weigh the chances that he might be able to escape right now or not without his clay and his chakra levels nearly at zero. The probability did not look good and holding in a soft sigh the prodigy of the Rock Village cast his azure gaze around the surrounding forest wondering where they where going.

Hearing a change of footsteps behind him, Sasori slowed down to a stop, before giving a grunt of annoyance. The footsteps were hesitant, and Sasori could already guess what the blonde was thinking.

"Dont. Even. Try, brat. You wouldnt stand a chance trying to get away. Even if you did I would easilly be able to track you down, and I do have more than one type of poison. Do NOT make me have to carry you for a week from paralysis."

With another grunt, Sasori continued to move towards their destination, hearing the sure steps of follow behind him. It wouldnt be soon before dark, and not being human, Sasori needed to let the boy rest.

...Damn brat.