Welcome to another chapter of Akatsuki Band! This chapter is moving the story line (LOL what story line?) a little further down the road! By the way, they live in a building type thing. It's their own building they fixed up. There's a few floors and the roof. Just FYI.

Quick notes: I'm using WordPad, meaning I don't have spell check. My apologies for any misspelled words, please let me know if you see a mistake that needs to fixed and I'll do my best to fix 'er up.

Also, disclaimers in the first chapter, please check there for any misconceptions and information about the band.

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"Here's the last box, Deidara," Kisame said, setting the box of Deidara's belongings into his new, box filled room. Deidara, already unpacking so he could mingle with the rest of the band, smiled at the shark resembling man.

"Thanks a lot, un!" He said standing up and thanking Zetsu also. "Really appreciate it, guys." The two taller, and Deidara thought to himself, scarier, men nodded and left the blonde to unpack.

Deidara looked around the nearly empty room, sighing. So much to unpack, he thought. Opening a new box, he began digging out his books and posters on various things. He looked up when he heard someone walk in.

"Sasori!" Deidara said smiling. "This must be fate!" He laughed and Sasori glared and rolled his eyes.

"Shut up, brat. Pein told me to give you the rules and dress code," he said, sitting on the blondes bed.

"Dress code, un?" Sasori tossed him a bottle of black nail polish. "I have to paint my nails?"

"It's part of being in the band. We all have our nails painted," Sasori said, flashing his teal nails. Deidara nodded, setting the bottle down on the provided dresser. "Next thing, the band, we're all like one big dysfunctional family. We have our fights but we all get over it because if it weren't for each other, we wouldn't be here. So respect everyone here." Deidara nodded. "We do everything together, we're all best friends. So don't worry about not fitting in, they're all excited to meet you, actually."

"Ahaha, really?" Deidara smiled and blushed a little. "How embarrassing, yeah?" Deidara eyed Sasori for a moment.

"Also, if you hurry up, I'll show you around the building," the red head said.

"You're kinda like my danna, aren't you?" Deidara laughed and Sasori rolled his eyes.

"How am I like your danna?"

"Cause you're telling me all this and I feel the need to go, 'yes master!', un." He laughed again, putting his books on the small bookshelf he'd brought with him.

"Whatever," Sasori said shaking his head. He glanced at the books Deidara had, noticing there were multiple ones on art. "You're an artist?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, un!" Deidara smiled and pulled a smaller box to him, opened it, and pulled out small figurines of different animals and people. He handed them to the red head.

"Wow," he said, inspecting them. He noticed very small detail, how smooth everything was, how realistic they were. "You're a real artist, Deidara."

"Haha, you think so?" Deidara laughed. "Art is amazing. It's tied with music. They're both something I'm very passionate about. Music being the escape, art being my big bang!" Deidara's eyes had a weird shine to them.

"Big bang?"

"Of course, art is fleeting after all, Sasori no Danna." Sasori narrowed his eyes.

"I take it back, you're not an artist!"

"What? Why not, un?" Deidara pouted.

"Art is not fleeting! Art is forever, eternal!" Sasori crossed his arms.

"Pffff," Deidara laughed. "And here I thought I impressed you, Danna. I guess not. But art is never eternal. Collecting dust and sitting there for God knows how long until someone forgets about it. Art should be a beautiful explosion making a memory to keep forever, un." Deidara smiled.

"Good luck impressing me, you big brat. Art should be eternal, to be seen by everyone and cherrished throughout the ages," Sasori said. Deidara shook his head and smiled.

"Whatever you say, un." He stretched, stood, and looked around the room. "I'll finish this up later, I need food. " he made a face and walked out the room.

"Wrong way," Sasori called from his spot on the bed. All was quiet before a flushed Deidara was seen going the other direction. Sasori cracked a smile and followed the younger to the kitchen, showing him various rooms along the way.

"This is Itachi and Kisame's room, this is Hidan's and Kakuzu's, over there at the very end is Konan and Pein's with Zetsu and Tobi on the other side. The larger room next to yours is mine," Sasori said pointing at all the doors.

"Aww, I'm the only one who doesn't share a room. I wanted to be your roommate, Danna, un," Deidara said pouting playfully. Sasori shook his head and blew it off.

"This is the bathroom, we have a few spread out in the building, but this is closest to your room," Sasori explained. They walked down a long hallway before coming into a large room with couches, a tv, game stations, and a few bean bags. "This is our lounge, or living room, if you'd like."

Deidara glanced around as everyone was watching him. He nervously smiled and waved at everyone.

"You've already met Pein, he's our manager." Deidara nodded. "Konan, his girlfriend, is the one who books our shows and gigs."

"Nice to meet you, Konan," Deidara said, smiling. She smiled in return.

"You already know Kisame and Zetsu, they set up the stage, the lights, they are our handy men, basically. We really do appreciate their help, though," Sasori said. The two men nodded at Deidara, Kisame with a sharktooth like grin. Zetsu just looked at him with his oddly colored eyes. Green hair is something you don't see everyday, Deidara thought.

"Thanks again, guys, un."

"This is Kakuzu. He's in charge of our finances. He handles our money." Kakuzu looked at the newest member and went back to tapping on a calculator.

"Nice to meet you," he said in a deep raspy voice. He's kinda strange, hm, Deidara thought. He had tattoos of stitches all over his body and his eyes were strange colors.

"And you know Hidan, our bassist, from the audition," Sasori said. Hidan gave him a big grin.

"What's up fucker?" Deidara laughed nervously.

"He has a filthy mouth," Kakuzu said, poking the silver haired man on the forehead.

"That's Tobi, over there, our drummer," Sasori said, pointing to a really young looking boy with black hair sticking out in which every direction.

"Hi, Deidara! Tobi is a good boy and drummer!" Tobi said hoping up and down. Deidara just stared.

"Hi.. un."

"And this is Itachi. He's our electric violinist."

"Hn." Deidara just waved slightly.

"Uh, it's nice to meet you all!" He said smiling. The rest of the group all smiled and welcomed him. He was drug to one of the empty bean bags and welcomed into the big dysfunctional family, as Sasori had put it, like he had always been apart of it.

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As Deidara was heading off to bed, he not only tripped over multiple boxes in his room, but found out he tripped over boxes and fell on his ass in front of Sasori who was at his door, laughing at him.

"Oww, why don't you quit laughing and get your ass over here and help me up, yeah?" Deidara said pouting and rubbing his butt. Sasori snorted and helped the blonde up.

"You're a dork, brat."

"And you're an ass, Danna."

"Would you like it any other way?"

"Nope, un!" Deidara laughed and layed on his bed, the Akatsuki band symbol of the red cloud with a silver lining present on the spread, and watched Sasori leave the room.

"Tomorrow starts band practice, get some sleep, brat," Sasori called from the door before shutting it. Deidara turned on his side, smiled, and fell into a peaceful sleep.