(Waves) Hello! Wow I've been gone for a while haven't I? Well no fear. I come bringing a new story, and this ones not crack. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but I am trying to get paperwork on the Akatsuki!
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"Sasori no Danna!"

Typical Deidara, always the one to break the silence.

"Sasori don't you think greasing your joints would make them stop clicking like that?

Always the one to ask stupid questions...

"Sasori are you listening, un?"

and to keep asking until they were answered.

"Sasori can I ask you something else, un?"


Never giving a moments peace….

"Sasori… are you afraid of fire?"

"Hm, what?" The puppet masters musings were broken.

"I asked if you were afraid of fire."

"I heard what you said; I mean why did you ask?"

"Just wondering"

The puppet master sighed, abandoning the puppet he was working on. "Why would I be afraid of fire Deidara?"

The blond paused a moment looking at the floor. "Because Danna's puppet, un" He paused again looking into Sasori's eyes. "Puppets burn"

Sasori shook his head going back to his puppet. "I'm not afraid of fire Deidara."

The blond reclined on the bed looking at the ceiling. "I think you are, you just don't know it."

Sasori gritted his teeth turning to face the blond. "I think I would know if I was afraid of it brat!"

The bomber looked over at him, once curious looking eyes suddenly turned serious. "Are you sure? Have you ever seen the way you look at fire? I have. You get this uneasy look on your face whenever we burn wood, like your trying to get away by going somewhere else in your head. Hell, sometimes I even catch you staring at your palms where those fire cannons are, like your afraid their going to burn you from the inside!" He stopped to take a breath. "Did you ever notice that Danna?"

Sasori opened his mouth to respond but no words came to him. He thought back to days when he'd turn in discuss whenever he caught someone burning wood in the street, he always thought that burning wood was like wasting art materials. But his puppets were made out of wood, strongly built and made to last forever, but if they ever caught on fire…. Sasori was the same way; if he was ever burned he'd share the same fate as his puppets. The once great Akasuna Sasori would be reduced to ash by something as simple as fire.

The puppet master sighed to himself returning to his puppet once more. "Who knows brat, maybe your right."

Giving a small smile Deidara went back to staring at the ceiling, welcoming the silence back into the room.