Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but I sure wished I did. Masashi Kishimoto does. Lucky guy.
Author's Note: This would be the first fanfiction I have ever written. I do not appreciate flaming, but constructive critism would be helpful. The characters are pretty OOC. I will try to update this as much as possible! This has light SasoDei, and DeiTobi.
One by one, the clouds floated through endlessly in the never-ending sky. Some of the clouds were ruffled and wispy, while the others just appeared to curl up and continuously flow about. One would be able to take the form of a stingy scorpion, cautiously scurrying elsewhere, and another cloud would be so thin and delicate, that it would it not be, quite considered as a cloud at all.
The crimson locks of his, ruffled messily in the chilling breeze that had swept by. His eyes followed the clouds; tracing their every movement.
"…Deidara…?"
It was no coincidence that he had to intrude into this relaxing dream of his, ending it.
"Danna, un!" the Iwagakure missing-nin exclaimed, hissing softly, as he, according to Sasori himself, was continuously tapping his wooden forehead.
"What do you want?" snapped the puppet master, as he awoke groggily from his tender sleep.
"Cranky, un?" teased the clay specialist, "You overslept, un. We were all supposed to go on a trip to the beach, remember, un?"
Scowling, he muttered, "Yeah, yeah, I'll get ready, now."
His crimson locks were messy and tangled together.
"Danna, un! I'll brush your hair, un!"
"What? No!"
"Come on, un," whined Deidara like a young child, trying to persuade his parents to get him some ice cream.
"No."
Sasori didn't like to fuss over his hair, instead of reaching for a hairbrush, he went for the closet and he quickly took out his Akatsuki cloak.
"Danna, un! We're going to the beach, not a killing spree! I am going to bring an extra pair of swimming trunks for you, un! Whether you like it or not, un!" Deidara grinned, and held up a cerulean pair with ducky prints.
'The horror,' thought the puppet master, as his left eye twitched.
"What're those?" Sasori asked, hoping for something not related to their trip.
He pointed his wooden finger at two inflated tubes.
"FLOATIES!" squealed Deidara, "Deidei knows Danna won't survive in water, so I got an extra one for you, un!"
Now, Sasori's right eye twitched. "I never said I needed one, and you can't swim either, hm?"
"Y-yeah…un…" Deidara rubbed the back of his head and sweatdropped.
"Breakfast, un?"
They both went down, for Sasori was taking his time to the dining room. 'This is a nightmare! Why couldn't this be like my dream? Nice, white, and fluffy clouds!' thought Sasori, over and over again, twitching. 'Nice, white, and fluffy clouds!'
'Nice, white, and fluffy clouds!'
'Nice, white, and fluffy clouds!'
'Nice, white, and fluffy clouds!'
"Something wrong, un?" the Iwagakure missing-nin cocked his head.
"...No..." the puppet master muttered quickly, "Nothing's wrong..."
"Danna, aren't you hungry, un?" Deidara inquired as he stopped eating.
"No. Puppets don't eat."
"Look! Look!" exclaimed Tobi joyfully in his usual, spiral, orange mask, "Look what Tobi made!
"What is it, Tobi, un?"
Tobi raised the frying pan to reveal an orange-colored maple syrup-covered pancake, with a chocolate syrup hole and spirals. "Tobi made Tobi!"
"Err…un…" Deidara sweatdropped.
"Well, Leader-sama, Itachi, Kisame, and Zetsu have already left without us, so, we'll take my bird to go to the beach, un!"
This was Hell, according to Sasori.
To be continued.
