Author's note: I may feature non Akatsuki members a little in future chapters. If you have any ideas on hobbies the Akatsuki might enjoy, feel free to tell me.
Shooting Clay Targets
"Come on Sasori, at least give this a try."
"No. For the thirtieth time, that's not art."
"Suit yourself." Deidara loaded more clay seeking bullets into his gun. He just didn't know why Sasori wouldn't try having fun for once. It's not like they had enough free time to enjoy themselves often. Deidara walked over to the make-shift target launcher and loaded some of his creations into it. Deidara tried to ignore how Sasori was giving him his classic annoyed as hell expression as he activated the launcher.
"Are you sure you don't want to try? It'll be a blast, un!"
Sasori rolled his eyes. That brat didn't know the meaning of entertainment. How could shooting clay be fun anyway? It didn't scream when you hit it and it never put up a fight. Sasori glared at Deidara and growled, "Just get this over with."
"You'll never attract any ladies with that voice, un" Deidara replied. He waited until his art was shot out of the launcher before he fired five of his bullets. Four of them hit their marks and blew up their targets. The last one missed, but then it turned in midair and landed into its target with a bang. Deidara smiled. Who needed aim when you had art that did the work for you? He loaded his gun with another bullet before realizing he'd left the rest at the lair. Damn it! He didn't have time to make more and the lair was twelve miles away. His free time would be wasted if he went back for them now. Before he could ready the launcher, Sasori interrupted him.
"Maybe I should try it."
"It's good to see you've come to his senses." Deidara handed the gun to Sasori before he turned around so he could see his shot. Little did he know Sasori's target wasn't one of the ones that he had prepared.
Sasori made sure the gun was properly loaded. His target had clay being prepared in his hands, so he knew he would make the shot. Deidara needed to learn not to make him angry. He should have at least done some research before he even tried to insult him. Too bad his old girlfriend had died or Deidara would have learned how nasty wind users could get. Sasori made sure to aim between Deidara's legs. He didn't need to kill the brat; he just needed to make his point. Deidara was still waiting patiently, but Sasori knew that wouldn't last. As Sasori prepared to shoot, he started grinning beneath Hiruko. This was too easy. Sasori braced himself and then he pulled the trigger. Deidara had been daydreaming about his art, so the shot scared the heck out of him. He ended up running and once he realized the clay targets hadn't been launched, he didn't even think about stopping.
"This is NOT funny, un!"
"It is to me. Who knew your clay was good for something?"
Deidara bit back a sharp retort. The bullet was catching up and he could mess with Sasori later. As he put in a burst of speed, Deidara started sweating bullets of his own. He didn't know how long he could keep up his pace, but at least he was losing weight. Deidara knew that even his own special bullets couldn't keep going forever. He just hoped he wouldn't run out of steam before it did.
Sasori watched as the blond brat ran from the bullet. He knew Deidara would probably blow up his bed when he returned, but it was worth it. After that thought, Sasori heard a high pitched, girly scream from the direction Deidara had run in. If the bullet had hit its mark, Kakuzu would have his work cut out for him once Deidara returned. Deidara would never be able to forget what the other members would probably say either. Sasori kept on grinning as he started to head back to the hideout. He should spend his free time with Deidara more often.
End note: Like it? Hate it? R&R either way. Sorry if this sounded like bashing, I can't help myself when Deidara's involved.
