The Blonde and the red head were just having another fight over what art really is. Sasori saying it's eternal, Deidara saying it's fleeting. Oruchimaru is just watching Sasori with lust filled eyes.
"ART IS A BANG! IT'S FLEETING! A MOMENT OF A SINGLE SPARK!" Deidara screamed.
"No. Art is everlasting. Eternal. Never fading," Sasori retorted.
Itachi walked into the room, "Will you both shut it! You guys are so ANNOYING! Here- Art is eternally fleeting!" he walked out of the room slamming the door.
Dei mumbled something like, "Stupid Uchiha. He thinks he knows everything…" not accepting the facts.
"He's right," Sasori stated bluntly. "We are both being idiots."
Deidara just stared at him with confusion.
"Exxactlyyy Ssssaso-Sssan…" Oruchimaru hissed, molesting the red head, "But, you're my idiot~!"
"EW! Do you HAVE to do that in front of me?" Deidara questioned.
"You could leave," Sasori mumbled.
"Yessss~! Then we can-" Oruchimaru got cut off.
" I did NOT just here that! I'm just going to leave!" Deidara stormed away.
-THE REST IS CENSORED- :P
~I don't write lemon, so, yeah~
*This was a quick crack fanfic inspired by my drama teacher blocking a scene for our school show*