A/N: Hey all of you. I know I haven't written in forever, but I'm going to try and write more often now. Anyways here's this story! So this is going to be a series of one-shots that you can consider separate or connected; it's your choice. It's in an ABC kind of way. Its based off a word so yeah... I hope you like it, I really tried my best, and hopefully got better in my writing! And yes, I know it's short, unfortunately. Please review it'll really make my day!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

-Aspiration-

He just didn't understand.

Why were all of Konoha's ninjas aspirations all the same, exact, thing? He had been so bored that day that he had asked the pink haired brat who was assigned to watch him; what her dream or goal was. And you know what she answered with?

"To protect those precious to me as well as my comrades that fight along side me; even if it would cost me my life."

He scoffed at her dream. To protect those you care about? To protect your comrades? It was preposterous! No one in the shinobi world was truly caring enough to want to risk their own life to protect someone.

He knew for a fact that he wasn't and told her just that. She eyed him with contempt as she scowled at him.

"I would expect that coming from someone in the Akatsuki."

He grunted in distaste. He seriously didn't understand, it may have been the fact that he never grew up being cared for nor caring for someone else that made him the way he was. He never had someone there for him. He was alone all his life, it's how it has always had been. Even after joining the Akatsuki, no one truly ever cared for the other. It was just a group of accomplices who worked for their own ambitions.

He at some point stopped caring for others and began caring solely on his art.

The girl: Sakura had then looked at him and had asked, more like growled out, what his aspiration was.

He grinned at her; his eyes lighting up in joy for the first time ever since he was captured and was kept prisoner within this wretched village.

"My dream? To show the world that art is an explosion! That instantaneous art is the best! To show that my art is the superior form of fighting! That life itself is fleeting and that's what makes it beautiful, hm!"

She shook her head at him then, exasperated on trying to figure him out.

"Life isn't just about art! Yes I admit life is fleeting because we don't live forever, but that is the reason why we protect and spend time with those we care about. It makes life more worth living in. If art is all you see in life then I seriously pity you."

He seethed at her. How dare she put down his art like that! She just didn't understand his dream, his goal! No one did! If only he had his clay and chakra then he would have personally given her a first time experience of his art. She would have gone out in a bang!

He had a sudden thought there and then as he watched the pinkette preparing breakfast. And he smirked at her.

"I have a new goal." He stated with finality.

"What are you talking about?" She questioned as she turned to look at him.

"My goal is to make you acknowledge my art for what it is. You'll see, one day you'll look back at this day and realize that you were a fool for not acknowledging my art, hm."

She scoffed at him and turned back around, not wanting to put up with the annoying blonde Akatsuki any longer. She was sure as all hell that she would never see his art the way he did.

Even though she wasn't looking at him, he grinned at her back. He was going to enjoy making the annoying Konoha kunoichi see his art for what it was. No matter how long it took.

He, Deidara, of the Akatsuki; new goal was to make Haruno Sakura of Konohagakure understand his art, his life, to change the way she viewed life as she knew it. At least doing this would help satiate his boredom.

What neither of them knew was that today was the start of their life changing road, the road that changes their view of life, one that they would trek through together.