A/N: So, this is pretty much my first SasoDei here, I hope you like it :] Review please? I'll give you a cookie if you do! ^-^

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters mentioned. I wish I did. :/

This story is dedicated to my one and only;

Cami~ :3

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On to the story!

SasoDei - Bonds and Beaches

"What, un?"

"I said, we're going to the beach for a vacation trip, Brat." An annoyed looking redhead glanced at his blond, blue eyed friend from across the table. "It's not like we're going to a far-away country or something, so there's no need to get ithat/i excited about it," he said. The two teens were eating dinner at the redhead's apartment, their chosen food being chinese takeout. It was almost like a weekly ritual for them, ever since they had become friends the year before, when they had had most of their classes together.

"But, Sasori no Danna, you never went on vacation with me before, un!" the blond boy exclaimed, confused. "Why now, all of a sudden, un?" He cocked his head to the side, eagerly awaiting an answer from the redhead, who kept on eating.

The boy named Sasori looked up from his food again and sighed. "Deidara, why shouldn't I? Isn't that what friends do every once in a while?" he asked.

The other teen, Deidara, blushed and looked off to the side. "Sure, un..."
i'Of course he meant it as a friendly offer. What was I even thinking? Sasori no Danna just sees me as his friend, nothing more...'/i he thought bitterly.

Truth is, Deidara was, against all common sense, helplessly in love with his best friend, Sasori.

"Deidara?"

Hearing his name severed his train of thought (Which had mostly consisted of Sasori) and he looked up to see said redhead looking at him rather quizzically. "What, un?" the blond asked, wishing for the light blush on his cheeks to disappear with all his might.
"Oh, nothing." The teen with the red hair waved it off. "So, are you going to come along or not?"

Deidara thought about this for a minute. "How long will we be gone, un?"

The other boy looked impassive. "About three weeks, during summer break. Tomorrow's the last day of school anyway," he answered. The other nodded thoughtfully. Staying in a hotel room alone with his Danna for three weeks (since it was unlikely that Sasori would book two rooms from his own money, and not even Sasori was as cold as to offer a vacation the blond had to pay himself) was going to be hard, but he wasn't about to decline an offer to go on a trip with the red haired artist.

"Sure, I'll go with you, Danna, un." Deidara nodded and looked straight at the redhead.

"Good, I would start packing soon though, Brat, since we will be leaving the day vacation starts." The puppet master smirked and got up from his seat, going to the kitchen. He washed off his plate and stared off into the water. i'Why did he get all excited when I told him I'd take him on a trip..? And.. Why did he all of a sudden look away after I answered that question? It's not like he's in love with me, that can't be, we're just friends after all.. nothing more,'/i he thought. i'Right..?'

"Danna, un?" Sasori heard Deidara's voice from the door. The senior was shaken out of his reverie and looked, again impassively, at the younger one. "What is it, Brat?"

The blond boy sidled over to the other, running his own dishes under the hot water. "It's nice of you to take me with you on vacation, un," he said shyly, while putting the wet plate and silverware in the dishwasher, then disappeared into the living room before the redhead could even think of an answer. "Sure, I guess," he trailed off.

After everything had been put away, the older teen joined Deidara on the couch, who was already flipping through the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch. They ended up watching a show called 'Glee', which Sasori had never heard of before. Deidara obviously had, seeing as he was singing along with every song on the show.
As the younger teen burst into song iyet again/i, the red haired one just rolled his eyes, but couldn't quite suppress a faint tug at the corners of his lips that broke through his indifferent fa ade.

Directly after the show had ended (with one last song that Deidara of course ihad/i to sing along with at the top of his lungs), the blond left Sasori's apartment, his excuse being something along the lines of 'having to study for an exam'. The red haired teen knew that there were absolutely no exams or tests planned for their last day at school, but he didn't ask Deidara about it. He probably didn't really want to know, anyway.

~x~

The next morning found Sasori walking along the main street leading to his school, Konoha High, which Deidara also attended. They were both seniors there and had had their graduation ceremony a few days back already, along with the others in their grade. Today was the last day of school, and everyone had been looking forward to this day, especially the seniors, since after this day, they were free to do what they wanted, though most of them would go to college anyways. Sasori and Deidara included.

The red haired teen yawned and rubbed his eyes while walking, and accidentally ran into some stranger. "Hey asshole, watch where you fucking walk!" the man yelled at him, while the other moved and kept walking, accompanied by a muttered "Sorry."

The stranger couldn't have been much older than him or Deidara, but he had clearly seen that the man had actually had igrey/i hair, and his eyes were a weird pink-ish color. i'Huh, probably a dropout that has nothing better to do than cuss people out all day,'i the redhead thought and continued walking.

The reason for Sasori's drowsiness was that he had been awake all night, working on his puppets. Foremost, his two favorites, Hiruko and Sandaime. The puppeteer had figured, since he would have to share a room with that annoying Brat (that he miraculously called his friend), he should do all his major changes before they left.

At last, his school came into view. Sasori blew a few blood red strands from his face and ran a hand through them once, making them look a little less messy than usual, he hoped.

As he got closer to the building complex, he saw a crowd of students gathered around something in the large courtyard, pointing and talking, but from where he stood, he couldn't see clearly. The redhead picked up the pace a little, his eyes widening for a few seconds once he reached the school and saw what everyone was crowded around. After the initial minor shock, he had to resist the strong urge to slap the palm of his hand to his forehead.

Suspended by a moderately thick rope about thirty feet above the courtyard, hung a huge, white clay bird. Perched on top of it, was no other than Deidara.

The blond looked down from his perch, watching all the students point and stare at his creation. He grinned and started looking for something. Or, more precisely, someione/i. Someone with short, messy, blood red curls, who should have been here a while back.
Intently staring down, lying down on the sculpture to get a better view, he finally spotted his Danna. "SASORI NO DANNA, UN!" he yelled down, waving at the redhead, who looked at him with an exasperated expression. That made the blond's grin even wider, and he signaled Sasori with a finger to wait.

Deidara stood up on his massive clay sculpture and cleared his throat once, then threw up a small clay spider, blowing it up, thus gathering the attention of the students below.

"Dear fellow students of Konoha High," he bellowed. "You are all about to witness the greatest display of itrue/i art you have ever seen, right here where you stand! So I bid you all to take a step.. ior two/i.. back and enjoy the true essence of art itself!" Of course, Deidara had learned this all by heart the night before, while working on the huge bird. He had spent the majority of the night shaping it to perfection, and transporting it to its place.

On the ground, Sasori eyed the blond's speech with one eyebrow raised. There was no way that Brat could have come up with this on the spot.

Deidara smirked. i'This is going to be fun,'/i he thought, as he laid the palm of his hand onto the back of the clay figure. He concentrated, when all of a sudden, the bird started moving, flapping its clay wings until it was free of the ropes and hovered there. The blond artist climbed to the head of the sculpture and yelled, "ART IS A BLAST, UN!" before jumping off.

At this display, the red haired puppeteer raised his other eyebrow, clearly he wasn't .. oh, he was. That idiot Brat should know better than to blow up all his art, just because he had the weird opinion that art was fleeting, when everyone knew it was most definitely eternal. Still, a slight spark of worry lit up behind the unimpressed fa ade which was Sasori's face. i'What if he doesn't land on his feet, what if he breaks some bones by falling on the ground..?'/i a small, worried part of the red haired artist whispered, but was soon blocked out again. He'd make it. Sasori was sure of that.

Several of the students gasped as they watched Deidara fall.
When he was about half way down, he brought his hands together in a seal and yelled one word.
"KATSU!"

The bird, which had still been hovering, suddenly exploded in an extraordinary display of colors, sparks and fire, creating every color anyone could ever imagine. Deidara landed safely on his feet in a catlike stance, directly under his masterpiece, with tiny pieces of glowing debris landing around him, making him look like a deity of sorts. His face was glowing with a smile as he looked up at his creation proudly.

Sasori shook his head and sighed. "Show-off," he muttered under his breath. But again, he couldn't quite suppress the faint tug at the corners of his lips. The Brat had guts to do that, after he got suspended the year before for blowing up a classroom, just because he didn't like the teacher, Iruka-sensei.

After most of the colors and debris was blown away by the wind, almost all the students cheered and applauded the clay artist for his work, Deidara bowing down a thousand times in gratitude.

Until they suddenly all stopped, their eyes widening.

"What is the meaning of this?" a calm, but very frightening voice asked.

The blond's face turned void of all color, and his throat suddenly became parched. He swallowed and turned around, facing the speaker.

"Bus-ted," some boy near Sasori whispered.

A/N: Ooooh, Deidara got busted. By whom? You'll find that out in the next chapter.

I'll be leaving for Vienna, Austria tomorrow, so I won't have THAT much time to write, but I'll get up on my ass and do it :)

Review please! I love reviews :)

~Nova