A/N: This is in Sasori's point of view.


I can't believe this…a letter…from my grandmother.

As a puppet, I shouldn't feel anything at all. But I almost expect to see a tear fall upon the paper.

I can faintly smell the sand from the village…

Why does she choose to write to me NOW? And how does she know where I am? I should probably tell Leader about this, but I won't.

Grandmother Chiyo still means something to me. After all these years…

"Sasori no Danna?" Deidara asked tentatively, entering the bedroom and looking over to me.

"What, Deidara?"

"What's wrong?"

I chuckle, trying to sound amused, but I think Deidara can tell it's an act.

"Nothing…"

Nope. Deidara is smirking in that peculiar way that means he's smelling something fishy. And no, it's not Kisame.

"Nothing, un? Then why are you almost in tears over reading a letter?"

"I'm not 'almost in tears' Deidara. I can't cry."

"Trees can't cry either, but they still weep."

I snort.

"That's the corniest joke I've ever heard…"

"Un, but it's true. Come here, Danna, I'll cry for you, un."

My eyes widen at this.

"Deidara…"

"Come HERE, un!"

Deidara doesn't wait for me to move. He closes the distance between us and envelops me in his arms.

Usually, his hands nip or lick playfully, but there is none of that. Just his warm arms, and after a while, I relax and put my head on his shoulder.

My arms are loose at my sides. I'm afraid to cling to him. He doesn't bother me about it, which I'm grateful for.

Then, all of a sudden, I feel Deidara start to shudder. I feel something splatter onto my head, and I look up at the blond to see that he really IS crying for me!

"Deidara, you don't have to…"

"Danna….I said I'd cry for you…it makes me sad that you can't, un."

I poke at a falling tear with the tip of my finger and smile.

"Thank you, Dei-kun…"