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Chapter one;

Sasori Akasuna was known as the cold, impatient business owner of a Suna wooden furniture company. He was also listed as the number one bachelor in Suna. Much to his annoyance. This meant he constantly had women after him. Not that anyone could blame those women. The man was handsome. Fair skinned, milk chocolate coloured eyes, six feet tall, messy red hair that slightly fell into his eyes, and he was only twenty, at the time. To keep his grandmother off his back he often took women on dates, and even more often brought them back to his place. Yet, he never kept any of them longer than a night. He was polite to them, but none of them understood him. In Sasori's opinion, anyways. They just never kept his interest long.

As was mentioned Sasori is a business owner. He owns a company that produces puppets, and other means of wood. (Tables, cabinets, chairs, ect.) Yet, puppets seemed to be the specialty. Sasori himself created his own puppets in his spare time, as a hobby. In fact, he even used them in shows from time to time. When his company had to do something for a charity event. Eventually, he also became known as a puppet master. Normally, people could control two to four puppets at a time. One to two for each hand. Sasori could control ten. No one really knew how he did it, but were always impressed nonetheless.

Even though he was a business owner he was very modest about where he lived. Currently, he lived in a simple two bedroom apartment. Each apartment was designed the same. As soon as you walked in you were greeted to the dining room. Which had a large, round dinning table, that was surrounded by five chairs. There was a ceiling fan and lights above said table.

Through a large arch to the left, and a small set of two steps, there was the living room. It had one large window in the wall across from he archway that had a wonderful view of Suna. Next to the archway was a black soft-felt armchair, and on the left of it was a small side-table with a lamp and a book on it. To the left of the small side table was a rather large, black soft-leather couch. In the middle of the room was a coffee table. It had a few magazines and DVDs scattered on it, as well as coasters. Sasori was very strict about coasters. Across from the large sofa was a 42 inch flat screen t.v. that rested on a t.v. stand of Sasori's creation. It was black wood, and had two other shelves. On the first shelf was a DVD player and a game console. On the bottom shelf were the games for said console. Under the large window was another small shelf Sasori had created. It held books, and the rest of his DVD collection.

There was another smaller archway that could be seen as you stepped into the dinning room. This archway was next to the hallway. It led to the kitchen. It alone was rather small. The sink was directly across from the archway. There was a two door, chrome refrigerator directly to the left of the archway. The left door was the freezer, and the right door was the actual fridge. Counters took up the rest of the space, and a built in dishwasher was located in to middle right of the right side counters. Cabinets lined the walls, except for above the sink.

As was stated the hallway that led to the bedrooms and bathroom was to the right of the kitchen. The master bedroom was at the very end of the hall. It had a king-sized bed that had the headboard pushed against the right wall. Across from the bedroom doorway was a sliding door that led to a balcony. On that balcony were two chairs, and a small, round table. On that table was an ashtray, and a small cactus. the balcony overlooked the swimming pool, and 'yard' of the apartment complex. In the 'yard' there was a small playground, for the children of the other residents. To the right of the bed was another small doorway. This led to the master-bathroom. It was small. It only had a walk in shower, a toilet, and a sink. To the left of the bathroom door was a four drawer, tall dresser that faced the bed. On the left side of the bed was nightstand, that also held a book and a small lamp. Across from the bed was a desk, and a spinning desk chair. The desk was littered with papers, notebooks, a laptop, sketches, a few puppet parts, and a small desk lamp. Under the desk was a tool box. To the left of the desk was another door, that led to a small closet.

A little ways on the right of the hall was the normal bathroom. The bathtub was rather large, and had water jets on the inside. Sasori often used this bathroom to relax. The bathroom also contained the necessary toilet and sink.

A little to the left, across from the bathroom, was another bedroom. The bedroom was half the size of the master bedroom. There was a bed against the right wall, and a small night stand with a lap on it was to the left of the bed. On the left side of the room there was a three drawer, short dresser. On the left side of the dresser was a door that led to the closet.

The hall was lined with a few certificates, and pictures of Sasori's family. There was a few of Sasori and his grandmother, Chiyo, when Sasori was a child. One of Sasori favourite pictures was the only one of him and his parents together. He had been a baby, then. His mother was holding him, and his father had his arms wrapped around the both of them. There were also a few pictures of Sasori when he was younger with this cousins; Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara. They were the three children of the mayor of Suna.

Sasori's parents had died before Sasori turned a year old. By a plague that swept through their town. When they passed away granny Chiyo took him in. She had been very strict, and rarely affectionate with Sasori. Though there was no doubting the woman's love for her only grandchild, but it just wasn't the same as the doting, parental love a parent could give. So, Sasori grew up with the same cold, strict personality of his grandmother. He kept people at a distance, and the only people he could really say he was close to were his cousins, and best friend; Itachi. The two had met in high school when Itachi and his family moved to Suna from Konoha. The two were both highly intelligent, and rather reserved. Which, in their opinion, made them ideal friends.

Currently, Sasori was sitting at the dining room table. Papers were stacked up neatly around him. He was going over some business deals from Konoha. Gaara's friend, Naruto, was from that city. Sasori's cousin had talked him into maybe making a deal with a business from there. So the two cities would never have any friction between them. Sasori had agreed, and currently he was looking over the deals that Konoha had offered. The only one that caught his interest so far was a deal from a lumberjack company ran by a man called Yamato. To make a deal with a factory that cut down trees, and produced planks and blocks of wood would definitely benefit Sasori's own business.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Sasori looked curiously at the sound, and removed his reading classes. It was ten at night. Who would be visiting at this hour? Everyone who knew Sasori knew he would be busy right now. Sighing, Sasori stood to answer the door.

"Who is it?" He asked in a bored tone as he opened the door.

He blinked in surprise. There wasn't anyone there. Were, perhaps, a couple of the young children living in the building playing a prank? Sasori growled in irritation, and was about to close the door when he heard a whimpering sound. He looked down. There, on his door step, was a tiny, blonde baby. It wore nothing but a diaper, and looked rather dirty. The only other things with it were a note, and it had been laid on a green blanket. Sasori looked curiously at the note, and plucked it from under the blanket.

'His name is Deidara. He's six months old. We can't afford to care for him. We know if you take care of him he'll having everything he needs. Please, keep him. We love him so much.'

Sasori blinked in surprise. Was this really happening? Two poor parents left a three week old baby boy at his door, and begged him to care for it because he was wealthy? No, things like this didn't happen. It had to be some kind of surreal dream. Sasori pinched himself. Damn, not a dream. Again, Sasori looked down at the baby. It looked up at with a pair of curious bright blue eyes. Damn it all.

Sasori gently scooped the baby up, and took it into the apartment. He sat in the armchair of his apartment, Deidara in his lap, and took out his cellphone. The baby looked amused by the device. So, it was an orphan now?

'Just like you were.' A voice in the back of Sasori's head whispered. Sasori flinched. Damn it all! With a sigh he dialed his grandmothers number. She was the only one he could think of to help him in a situation like this.

-Time skip!-

At midnight Sasori heard a knock a the door. He had been entertaining Deidara for about thirty minutes with ihs cell phone. The baby would giggle uncontrollably whenever Sasori hit a button, and the phone lit up. So, for thirty minutes Sasori would let the phone go to black, watch as Deidara looked at it curiously, and then hit a button to light the phone up again. It actually warmed Sasori's heart a little to listen to the baby giggle. He got up, and answered the door.

"Ah, this must be who you were telling me about." Chiyo studied the baby in Sasori's arms. "Well, what are you going to do?"

"Keep him." Sasori stated simply.

"Oh?" Chiyo raised an eyebrow. Now, Deidara was studying her with infant curiosity.

"I don't see why not. The note seemed desperate I keep him." Sasori explained as he handed Chiyo the note. She read it over carefully.

"Well.." She started. "You'll have to buy a lot of things for him. Bottles, diapers, baby medicine, formula, baby food, a crib, toys, and many other things."

"Can you.." Sasori paused for a moment, then sighed. "Can you help me? Show me how to feed him, and whatnot."

"Of course." Chiyo smiled slightly. "You'll also have to get adoption papers for him."

"I figured as much."

Deidara started to whimper. Sasori looked down at him with a raised eyebrow. Then, the child started screaming. It startled Sasori so, that he almost dropped the baby.

"Oh, what?!" Sasori looked to Chiyo.

"Perhaps he's hungry? He looks slightly under fed." Chiyo suggested.

"I don't have anything for him." Sasori looked distressed as Deidara wailed.

The man tried rocking him and shushing him, but to no avail. He took a finger, and gently caressed the baby's cheek. Deidara grabbed the finger, and placed it in his mouth. Instantly, the child was silent, and was gently sucking Sasori's finger. Chiyo looked slightly amused.

"I'll run to a 24 hour store, and get some bottles, formula, and diapers for him. I'll hang around to show you how to feed him and change him. Then, tomorrow we'll head out to buy his other things." Chiyo said. Sasori just nodded.

Chiyo returned in an hour to a wailing Deidara, and a slightly frazzled Sasori. The baby had learned he could not, in fact, eat Sasori's finger. So the child had once again started to cry. Quickly, Chiyo showed Sasori how much formula and water to add to a bottle. Once the nipple was placed in Deidara's mouth he was silent, and drinking the formula hungrily. As it turned out he could already hold his own bottle, and could sit up on his own. Sasori held Deidara in his lap as the boy ate. When he was finished Chiyo showed Sasori how to lay a towel over his shoulder, and burp the baby.

It was a couple hours before Deidara needed his diaper changed, and Chiyo gladly showed Sasori how to do so. She only explained how to put a new diaper on, because Deidara needed a bath. Desperately. So, Chiyo showed Sasori how the bathe Deidara, put a new diaper on him, and how to slip a footed onesie on him. The outfit was green with a white bird on the front. The baby giggled happily and kicked his feet as a pacifier was placed in his mouth. Sasori gently rocked the boy to sleep, as Chiyo made a make-shift bed of pillows on Sasori's bed.

"Be careful not to roll over on him, or he'll suffocate." Chiyo warned.

"I think.. I'll just take the day off tomorrow. So I can stay up all night, and then go with you tomorrow to shop for him." Sasori sighed wearily. It had been an eventful night, to say the least.

"Very well. It's after midnight, so he should sleep through the night. If you have any questions just call me." Chiyo said as she opened the door to leave.

"Thanks." Sasori muttered. Chiyo just nodded and left.

Deidara had finally fallen asleep, and Sasori placed him on the make-shift bed Chiyo had made. He decided he would turn the guest room into a nursery, though Deidara would sleep in his room until he was at least a year old. Sasori didn't want anything to happen to the boy. Tomorrow they would shop for the necessities, and they would get adoption papers. Sasori leaned against his headboard as he sat next to the sleeping Deidara and sighed. He never imagined he'd be a father. Let alone to a child that wasn't his. Yet, when Sasori looked down to see Deidara sleeping so comfortable and peaceful, he decided that he really didn't mind.