They stood there face to face. One holding a look of annoyance, one of scheming. Well, that's what one of them thought. I mean how could he not? He and children did not get along at all.

"Sasori I'm so thankful that you can do this! Remember my house in now your house, there is a fund you can use to care for yourself and Deidara - I trust you will use it wisely. I mean, who am I kidding? You're Yoshiro's son! He was the most responsible man I'd ever met -"

Whatever else the man was saying Sasori didn't hear, he himself was too busy processing what the little blond boy could possibly thinking about. No five year old boy could stand there so perfectly still with such a look on their face without planning something.

Maybe the kid was just brain dead? Sure the kid was undeniably cute to even someone like Sasori, but the boy wasn't hiding the fact he wasn't going to make his job very easy. Well, you just had to look at him! Blond hair that looked like it had never seen scissors, and not to mention a wealthy father who appeared to buy the him his every desire. This kid was going to be a spoiled little shit that's for sure.

Wait wait wait, what's going on here?

Well the lowdown is, Sasori and Deidara's fathers used to be best friends in school, while Sasori's father quickly became a family man, Deidara's went to the life of a high position job and working immediately, putting off marriage and family until later in life. After taking a widowing break after losing his wife, Deidara's father had to go back to work - and would be going overseas and have no one to care for his sweet treasure, Deidara.

Needing someone to 'babysit' his son, he could find no one to care for his angel. In the end he had called up Sasori, the son of his old friend, when he found out the boy would be going to university in the city. Offer to pay for food and housing in exchange for the nanny-care of one child, how could Sasori refuse?

The man kneeled down to his son and planted a big kiss on his cheek bringing Sasori and the boy out of their staring battle. "Alright Deidara, you be good for Sasori! I'll be back in six months for a visit."

The boy named Deidara nodded and looked back to Sasori and gave a smile before wrapping his hands around his fathers neck in a big hug, "Of course Daddy! Nanny and I will have sooooo much fun, un!" He pulled away and received another big kiss from his father, "I'll miss you Daddy, please stay safe."

Just then there was a car horn, "Ah, there's the taxi!" He grabbed his bags and ran out the door to the vehicle, once he was all settled in he looked back to the two boys standing on the front porch and called from the window, "I love you baby! Kisses!" And started blowing many kisses which Deidara returned happily.

As the car turned the corner, Sasori looked down at the sad looking boy and patted his shoulder. "It's ok, he'll be fine." However he quickly pulled away and as the little boy gave him another toothy smile.

Sasori didn't say anything for a moment but just stared wide eyed at Deidara. apparently the simple smile screamed THREAT. Well, at least it did to Sasori, who was still holding onto the idea that the small blond was without a doubt a demon child. ' you're doing this for benefits, not the kid.' He thought bitterly and took a deep breath.

The boy on the other hand teetered on his feet and chewed on his knuckle, "So nanny, what are we gonna do now?"

Sasori grit his teeth, the Nanny name would have to go as soon as possible. Heaven forbid the brat call him that in public. It would be like a child calling their Mother 'Woman' in public. Not that Sasori was the kids Mother, It'd just be rude and the redhead would have no tolerance for a rude snot nose child. Besides, a male nanny wasn't a job you went around telling people you had, it would best to keep that under cover...

"Nanny! I'm so bored, you're killing me, blah!"

"Can you NOT call me Nanny? I have a name and it's Sasori and you will address me as such."

"Our house has an address! I'm not sure what its for, but it has one! Nanny, did your old house have an address?" The boy rambled sitting on the floor with a thud at the older mans feet.

Sasori growled and stomped out of the living room and marched to his own, hopefully the kid would take the hint and leave him alone. Maybe also learn to not call him a Nanny -

"Nanny~!"

Sasori looked behind him to see the smiling child running with a waddle after him and grit his teeth. "You have toys in your room! There is a TV! I'm here to watch you, not entertain you so leave - me - ALONE!" And with that he slammed the door in the boys face. He walked over to his desk and started to work on a piece of art, which so happens to be puppets.

He achieved maybe twenty seconds of silence until a loud thump hit the door -most likely the boy falling on it in a hissy fit - and then uncontrollable sobbing broke out from behind it. Sasori smirked 'if that spoiled brat thinks crying will get me to play with him, he's dead wrong!'

Deidara cried and cried and cried, and it seemed like it wasn't ever going to let up. Sasori even thought he was going to break since it would take a heart of stone or nerves of steal to put up with that shit - and Sasori certainly didn't have nerves of steal. Lucky for him however after about twelve minuets, the crying turned into a whimper, and then stopped completely.

Sasori worked for another thirty minutes and then decided he had had enough - that boy was far too quiet for his own good! He was clearly up to something out there, how could he not? The redhead had only yelled at him, slammed the door in his face, and left...him...to...cry...

"Oh shit..."

The boy could have run away for all he knew! He quickly picked up the pace after his epiphany and opened the door, but almost tripped on a lump on the floor. Sasori caught his balance and looked and the lump and sighed. He bent down and picked up the sleeping child and started carrying him to his own room.

After getting him to his own bed to rest more, Sasori inwardly groaned at the circles under the small boys eyes, and the tear stains on the his fat cheeks. Perhaps he really had gone too far.

The next time he looked at the blond Sasori jumped in shock as two blue eyes stared at him quietly. "Uh, hey brat."

"Unnn...Why do you be so mean?" Sasori raised a red brow at the boy in question. "Daddy said he would have someone nice an caring an stuff an would play with me but you're a meanie weenie."

Sasori let out a disgruntled noise and ran a hand through his hair. Why did he treat the boy so badly? He'd only been here hardly an hour and the kid just wanted to play!

"Well you kept calling me Nanny you see..." Sasori murmured slowly as if trying to think of more reasons to justify his shitty behavior. "and I don't really get along with kids. They always act like little brats."

The boy giggled and twisted around in his bed before reaching out a small leg and kicking the older male, "I'm going to hafts to live up to that excepshun now Meanie, un."

Sasori sighed and rested his head in his hands, "I'm Meanie now?"

"Un. You no likey?"

"Not particularly..."

Deidara giggled and grabbed the bottom hem of his shirt to chew on. "Nana na boo boo! naan na duh...nana dan na..na" the boy mumbled kicking his feet around playfully.

"You could just call me Sasori y'know?"

Deidara rolled on his other side and laughed, "Yeah right, of course cause you're the boss, Dan-na!"

Sasori froze.

Deidara sat up.

"Please Brat, not that!"

The boy hopped up and started jumping on the bed giggling, "No can do Danna, un!" Before plopping himself onto Sasori's lap. "What are we gonna play, Danna? What's for dinner, Danna? How old are you, Danna? What's your favorite colour Danna - "

Sasori slowly raised his hands to his face and let out a sigh. Truly this kid was going to make his life hell.

I blame cheesepie.

deidara is 5 and entering grade 1. He started school early, yes. Sasori is 19 and entering his first year of university to clear things up more.