Abused

"Mother, mother! Come fast, mommy! Come fast!" a 6-year-old Deidara yelled.

"What happened, hun?"

"Mom, what's happening to my hands? It hurts, mom, make the pain go. Please, make it go!" the blond answered showing his hands to his mommy.

"Oh, god no! Deidara, what did you do to your hands? What, tell me?!" his mom yelled.

"I don't know mommy! I don't know, I'm sorry! But please make the pain go! Please!" Deidara said.

His mom knew very well what that was. It was his kekkei genkai, his hand-mouths that would chew clay or rock and make explosives or spies from it. She hoped it wouldn't show, but now it was no other way. She had to sew the mouths while they were still appearing.

"Come, Dei. Come, I will make the pain go" she said sadly knowing that this will hurt more than anything.

Deidara followed his mother into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Dei, I want you to be brave. Don't look at what I'm doing and ignore the pain. This is for the best"

"Ok, mommy. I trust you."

After he looked away, his mom took a sewing needle and some thread and took one of his hands.

"I'm sorry Dei." she whispered before pushing the needle into the already blood-soaked palm.

"Aaaaah!" The yell was heard all over the village and outside it. There, close to the gates, were 2 rogue shinobi with long black and red-cloud pattern cloaks.

"Come Kisame. This yell is slightly familiar to me. Let's see what's going on." one of them said.

So, they entered the village and headed to the house from where the yell came. They pushed the door open and went into the small house. When they entered the kitchen, they saw a brunette woman and a blond boy. The woman was pushing a needle with some thread into the boy's left palm.

"What is happening here?" the black-haired shinobi asked.

Terrified, the woman looked at him, making the big mistake to look in his eyes. Then, she slumped in the chair with her eyes open.

"Itachi, what did you do? We have no business here. Tell me boy, what happened to your hands?" the one named Kisame said.

"I-I don't know, un. It was a big pain coming from my h-hands then....." the boy widened his eyes and then fell on the table, eyes open.

"Itachi" growled Kisame. "What did you do?"

"It is a kekkei genkai. The boy is precious. We have to take him, Kisame. I planted a memory in his head about his mother throwing him out of the house. He will wake up tomoorw probably. His mother won't remember anything, not even her son. Come now. We have no business here anymore." Itachi said and took the boy in his arms.

They reached the base with the boy in Itachi's arms. There was only one person without a partner, and that person was the sick and perverted Sasori.

"You know, Itachi, I'm sorry for this boy. He might have to suffer Sasori's sick games. Why not keep him secret in my room for a little more? At least until we find out what's with his hands" Kisame said.

"Ok, fine, but you're taking care of him. Keep him hidden for a week, then present him and after 6 months you'll have to give him to Sasori" Itachi said.

A few months later

"Kisame-san! Come play with me!" Deidara yelled at a sleepy Kisame.

"Uh, not now kid. Later, please, I have a hangover" the shark-man answered.

"Oi, but Kisame-san, I have something to show you too! Come on, wake up!" the kid said and ran to the bathroom.

He liked Kisame very much, but they said he'll have to be Sasori's apprentice soon. That guy, Sasori, was creepy. He always had a sick look in his eyes when he looked at him. A shiver passed through his body at the thought.

"Ok, kid, what did you-" Kisame stared wide-eyed at the sight in front of him. The boy had blood on his hands and there was blood all over the bathroom. "Kid, come here" he said as he lifted Deidara and placed him on the counter-top of the sink.

He took a clean towel and soaked it in warm water. "It might hurt a little, but don't worry. It's going to be ok" the shark said.

He put the towel over Deidara's hands and cleaned the blood. Then, he washed it and stopped the bleeding. When he was finished, he realized with horror what was this kid's kekkei genkai. Two moths grinned at him from Deidara's hands.

"Damn. Kid, how did you get this to show?" he asked slowly.

"I cut my hands with the kunai Sasori gave me yesterday. My hands feel numb, I don't know why. But, that helped me to endure the pain. What are they, Kisame-san?" Deidara said.

"Numb.....kunai....Sasori.....KID, COME FAST! WE HAVE TO GET YOU ON THE BED IMMEDIATELY!" Kisame yelled as he realized that the kunai must've been dipped in poison.

He lifted the young blond and went to the bed, where he placed him on his back. He worked 3 hours to get the poison out, because even if he had somewhat of healing skills, they weren't so good. Finally, he finished. Deidara had passed out after he finished. Finaly, the poison was out.

Kisame was so sorry he had to give the kid to Sasori, but Leader-sama wanted this, so it was no other way.

He also knew Deidara's kekkei genkai was very rare and only came from the mother. 1 in a hundred children from his clan got that. The kid was special, very strong but also very kind-hearted.

3 years later

"Sasori danna! Sasori danna! Look what I did! Come see it, un!" a 10-year-old blond said.

"What do you want now, Deidara? I told you I'm busy. Or maybe...fine, come on, show me" a red-haired teen said with an evil grin on his face.

He was going to enjoy this. Very, very much. Like he did all those 3 damn years. The boy, Deidara, was very handsome and he took his chance a few times. Of course, the others didn't know about their little secret and he made sure Deidara won't tell anyone.

"flashback"

"Deidara, come here" said Sasori.

"Ok, danna. What is it, un?" a 8-year-old Deidara asked. As he entered his master's bedroom, he found him lying on the bed, shirt off. Sasori sent a kunai and closed the door behind the blond.

"Come here, Dei-kun. Take a sit, why so shy?" the puppet master asked with an evil grin on his face.

Deidara hesitated, but then got an the edge of the bed with Sasori. The older shinobi got in a sitting position then pulled Deidara closer. When he was close enough, he took off the boy's clothes, living him completely bare. Then, he laid the blond down and got over him.

"S-Sasori d-d-danna, what are you doing, un?" a frightened Deidara asked.

"Don't worry, child. This is good for both of us." he said. 'Especially for me, brat' Sasori thought.

Then, Deidara shut up and let Sasori have his fun. He didn't even feel the hot tears coming down his cheeks or the pain in his lower regions that night. He thought this was good, as his danna told him. He didn't know that the others considered this an awful act, so he didn't say anything.

Close to the morning, he finally allowed him to sob, waking his master up.

"Why are you crying, brat? Shut up, I'm trying to sleep. And if you say any of this happened to someone else, you'll be my next puppet" a grumpy Sasori said then fell asleep again.

So Deidara didn't say anything. That wasn't the only thing he kept secret. He also didn't say how many times his master beat him leaving ugly bruises, nor he said about the foul mouth of Sasori.

"end of flashback"