To get to the story fast, I obviosly don't own this. Or the manga would have crap for art quality and lots on lemons between the still liveing artists. (God that sounded immature..)
Well, here ya go.
For Sensei, whoem I wuv.
"Business in… Iwa?" Sasori repeated slowly. "But why Grandma, and why do I have to come!" he frowned.
"Because sweetie, I can't leave a 7 year old by himself." Chiyo said straitening his clothes.
"I can take care of myself, I am the top of my class grandma." Sasori pointed out.
"No, now go pack your stuff." She said shooing him away. Sasori glared at her before walking towards his bedroom.
"Stupid grandma, I don't want to go." He sighed and began to pack a few things as they where staying for a few days. Extra clothes, picture of his parents, toothbrush, puppet he was working on, a few basic tools, he looked at his hairbrush for a second and threw it in. He never used it but it would save him trouble from his grandma later. He looked at his backpack and threw it around his shoulder. Walking out his grandma was still sitting in the kitchen, her bag by her side. "Ready?" she asked. Sasori nodded.
"This is Iwa." He said looking around, there where few trees and stones everywhere. Everything seamed to be separated by walls, like a maze. Children where running through the streets, adults talking. The people here weren't much different, but they all wore light clothing as the sun wasn't as hot as Suna, but still rather bright. They regarded Sasori and his grandma curiously with their strange dress.
"Sasori, why don't you go play." Chiyo said handing him a slip of paper. "This is where we are staying." Sasori nodded and handed her his bag which she took. He stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"Great, so now I have to pass time until nightfall." He sighed. "Just great." He walked around aimlessly not noticing when the city itself seamed darker, gloomier. The people seamed to only be half in reality, he looked around quickly, the people here didn't seam so friendly. One man gave him a creepy smile and walked over.
"Hey kid, whacha doin here?" he asked, his words slurred. Sasori immediately realized he was drunk.
"Passing time." He said simply and started to walk away when the guy grabbed his arm.
"No introductions?" he asked chuckling.
"Let go of me!" Sasori insisted trying to pull away. "Now!" he kept struggling with no avail.
"Hey kid, who are you?"
"Dose it matter?" the guy holding Sasori looked up onto an awning. "I thought he told you to let go, un." The small blond kid jumped down, his long blond hair fell in front of his left eye.
"And what are you going to do?" the guy asked laughing, trying to grab the blond, he slipped around the guy and kicked his wrist hard, he let go of Sasori in pain.
"Lets go, un!" Deidara grabbed Sasori's arm and was pulling him through the streets, Sasori trying his best to keep up with him.
"Who are you anyways?" he panted still running.
"Names Deidara, call me Dei, un." The kid said, not even out of breath, he stooped suddenly in front of a brick wall. Sasori was doubled over panting.
"Dei-un?" he panted. "That's an odd nickname for Deidara."
"No, just Dei, okay un?" he asked. He looked up at the wall. "Can you climb, un?"
"Okay, Dei-kun, but, wait, climb!" he looked at Deidara like he was crazy. "I'm not used to running, let alone climbing!" he took a few more deep breaths finally getting his breathing back to normal.
"Wait, why, un?" he asked.
"Because I'm from Suna! You can't run well in sand and there is nothing to climb!" he said.
"Okay er.." Deidara paused. "Whats your name, un?"
"So, I get dragged to Iwa, and a crazy boy who looks like a chick wants to know my name, no." he shook his head. "I am grateful for your assistance but I must be going now." He nodded and started to walk away but Deidara grabbed his arm.
"I wouldn't do that, Danna, un." He shook his head. "That guys going to be after us, un."
"Oh? You don't seam to be worried." Sasori glared yanking his arm back "And whats with calling me Danna?"
"Well, everyone's always after me, un." Deidara grinned. "And it fits you, that and I have nothing else to call you, un." Sasori paused.
"Fine, but don't think I'm not leaving because I like you brat!" he glared.
"Glad to offer my services Danna, un." Deidara's smile widened. "Besides, no one likes me, not like it makes a difference, un." He jumped onto a trashcan near the wall then hoisted himself onto the roof nearby. He then jumped onto the wall. "Come on Danna, un!" he called jumping over the other side. Sasori stared at the wall.
"Why did this happen to me?" he sighed before trying to copy what Deidara had done, he then took note that Deidara was at least 3 inches taller than him when he finally reached the top of the wall he looked down and suddenly felt sick at the height.
"Come on Danna, un!" he exclaimed. Sasori gulped.
"Uh, how am I suppose to, get down.." he said slowly.
"Jump, un!" Deidara exclaimed. Sasori's eyes widened.
"N-No!" he exclaimed "It's, too high!"
"Nu-uh, I'll catch you if it helps Danna, un." Deidara said. "Come on, un!" Sasori looked down again.
"What, no! I jump myself." He said he grabbed the edge of the wall and swung his feet over, he looked down, the ground was still a good 5 feet away. He let go, making the mistake of landing on his feet. He fell to the ground in pain.
"Danna, are you okay, un!" Deidara exclaimed running over. "I thought you had enough sense to know not the try and land standing up, un!"
"Deidara that's not funny you little brat!" he growled aiming a punch at Deidara, Deidara easily caught Sasori's fist in his hand.
"You need to work on your strength, un." He sighed. He looked curiously at the leg Sasori was clutching with his other hand. "Danna, that might be broken…"
"W-what! My grandma's going to be so mad…" he groaned
"Here, let me see, un." He carefully moved Sasori's hand away he touched it gently, Sasori cringed.
"That hurt you little.."
"Definitely broken, un." He sighed. "Come on, we should probably get you to a hospital but…" Deidara looked worried. "Ugh, come on. We need to find someone to take you, un."
"Wait, why can't you?" he asked as Deidara helped him up, he tried standing on his broken foot but it only sent pain throughout his body, He instead leaned against the wall.
"I told you already, no one likes me. In fact, most people who know who I am try to kill me but, their loss, un." He looked at Sasori worried.
"I have already met two people from Iwa, and out of them you are the most sane. And that is saying something." He looked at him. "Well? I can't exactly go find my grandma!"
"Calm down Danna, uh, you could spend then night with me, it isn't that far away. I can put that in a splint, I'd reset it for you but that would hurt a lot, best if your on medication when they do that, un." Deidara smiled.
"I guess I don't have a choice, but wont your parents mind?" Sasori asked.
"Uh, well they are kind dead.." Deidara grinned and scratched the back of his head. "They didn't appreciate my art so, I kinda had the show them.." he smiled holding his arms out for emphasis "That art, is a blast, un!"
"Idiot." Sasori said. "Art lasts forever!"
"No, Art is fleeting, un!"
"Eternal!"
"Fleeting!"
"Eternal!"
"Look Danna, dose it matter, un?" Deidara sighed. "I couldn't care less about what you think of art right now.."
"Because you know your wrong,"