Chapter 1 Reviews
Megami-Lenia-VampTigressDemon- So far I am enjoying it. It has more substance than the other one, which interests me, although the first one was still interesting X3. I'm anxious to see how well this one comes along. ^w^ And how much changes. And if Sasuke and Naruto get to be together for the entire story...I'm interested in a lot of things X3 So yeah, I loved it, and wish for more, service the fans!
- Megami 3
Ren Sayonia- Soya nii this is good. I feel really bad for Deidara and Naruto to hell with Orochomaru and Kabuto.
Anyway this is a really good start can't wait for the next :D
TeaAndCrumpetsIfYouPlease- Well! I actually haven't read the un-edited version so I can't exactly compare the two... :x
Now I don't know if I should go read the other one cuz it'd spoil the ending... *conflicted* x_x;;
Nonetheless! :3 I liked it very-much-so and look forward to more! :D
All the Pain: Edited
Chapter 2- Sasori-Danna, Workshop, Big Step!
November 30, 2042
Deidara couldn't suppress his gasp of surprise as they rode the hill to one of the largest houses in Yura. He heard a light chuckle and looked over to see Naruto gaping as well, but before the sound escaped the raven-haired lips; then the blond was staring a glaring match with his master.
Deidara sighed, why did Naruto have to fight so much? He was just going to get himself into more trouble. Deidara pressed his forehead against the cool glass, even though it wasn't winter yet the grass outside was covered with frozen dew. He hadn't noticed the changing season's when he had lived with Orochimaru, though the man rarely let Naruto and him leave their cages.
"It's just you two living here?" Deidara found himself asking. He turned back around facing Naruto again; though the blond was too busy glaring at his raven master (Sasuke seemed interested too). Deidara flinched as he heard the clink of a lighter and turned in time to see Sasori snuff the flame, after the skinny white stick was lit.
"No, Sasuke's brother, Itachi, lives with us as well and his slaves Kisame, Zabuza, and Haku." Sasori said. The red-head inhaled deeply and Deidara flinched as the smoke was blown into his face, he couldn't stop his scowl as his master smirked proudly, as if seeing Deidara show some form of emotion was entertaining. Was it?
Sasori turned away, closing his eyes to enjoy his cigarette. Deidara turned back to watch the act of Naruto and Sasuke, their glaring contest still going strong.
As the car slowed to a crawl Sasuke looked away from Naruto and Deidara caught that little smirk and the mischievous twinkle in his blond friend's eye. The click of the car door opening showed Sasori had already escaped the confines of the car. Deidara waited until Sasuke was out then grabbed Naruto's arm before the younger blond could follow.
"Stop being a bastard," Deidara hissed. Naruto's eyes widened.
"What?"
"They brought us for good and it could be the best or worst situation," Deidara growled, "Just stop fighting so much, ok?" Naruto frowned and ripped his arm from Deidara's grip, he scowled at his older friend.
"No, not ok," Naruto said, He started for the open door then jerked his head back to glare at Deidara. The older blond flinched and looked away. "I'm not going to be like you Deidara; I can't just… just roll over to everything that's done to me." Naruto sighed and gave a slow shake of his head; he cast Deidara one forlorn look before stepping out of the car.
Deidara sat in the car trying to breath, his vision was already getting blurry. He was such a fool, he was crying over something as stupid as Naruto pointing out something he already knew; he quickly ran a hand over his eyes, pressing roughly into the soft sockets so the tears would stop then quickly crawled out of the car not wanting his master to wait any longer.
Once he was out in the natural light he realized Naruto and Sasuke weren't there anymore. He jumped when he heard a dry chuckle and turned to see Sasori leaning against the car. His red-headed master leaned away from the car, a new cigarette in his mouth. The bud lit up as his master took a slow drag and then blew the white smoke into the air.
"Come on," Sasori said. He grabbed Deidara's forearm and started him pulling him towards the front door. A pretty brunette stood at the door, her long brown hair fell over her shoulder as she bowed to Sasori when the man grew close enough.
"Hello Haku," Sasori said his voice polite but cold, "Where is Itachi?" Haku looked up and Deidara almost gasped. She was gorgeous, her eyes were big and a soft brown, they twinkled with a motherly light. She smiled slowly.
"He is with Kisame." Haku said. Sasori nodded and gave a low grunt before pulling Deidara into the house. Deidara heard a whimsical laugh from behind him and he knew Haku was laughing at him. He felt his cheeks flush and was so lost in his own thoughts it wasn't until they were in front of a gorgeous glass door that he looked up.
"This is your room." Sasori said. He took another puff of his cigarette and turned the nob, pushing the door open. Deidara slowly walked into the room and took in all the items; he looked at the ornate poster bed and the large, beautiful bay windows with soft looking benches underneath. A large wardrobe leaned against the wall across from the bed, with two fluffy chairs squeezed on both sides of the ebony furnishing. The quilt on the bed was puffed and Deidara held himself back, not to dive into the white covering.
"This is mine!" Deidara gasped. He ran his fingers over the grayish blue paint on the wall as he walked further into the room. It wasn't really large, but it was larger than any room he had every lived in. He heard the creak as the door slid closed and Sasori walked over to the window.
"It is," Sasori said. He pushed the right side of the window and leaned against the wall as he lit another smoke. Deidara watched him in intrigued silence; his master was different, in a good way, but he didn't seem to want Deidara in a sexual way, at least from what Deidara could tell.
"Why did you buy me?" Deidara found himself asking. Sasori turned a blank brown gaze on him and then looked back forward as if the wall would give him an answer to Deidara's question.
"You interested me." Was the only thing the red-head said.
In complete silence Deidara followed his master from the room and the red-head began a tour with an air of uninterest. Deidara contained some gasp of surprise, but couldn't hold his excitement when they passed a room filled with art supplies, he jogged into the room forgetting that he was Sasori was he ripped tarps away from blank canvases and easels. He pulled open drawers and found paints and wet bags of clay. He found more clay in a closet hidden behind more canvases.
"Do you like this?" Sasori's cold voice made Deidara jumped. He dropped the worn brushes he had been inspecting and turned toward his master, who seemed to have another cigarette in his mouth. Deidara felt his face flush and looked at the ground. Before he was sold as a slave, before his parents were killed by his village, he had loved to draw and look at art work.
"Yes, sir," Deidara said. He cast a quick ashamed look Sasori then sighed; it wasn't like the red-headed man was going to let him practice his art, but the next words from Sasori's lips nearly made his heart fly from his chest.
"You would have to ask Haku, since this is all his, but he might let you use of the supplies." Sasori said. He looked directly at Deidara as he leaned against the door frame, sagging slightly against the white painted walls.
Deidara gaped for moment, staring like a fish, "Haku is a slave isn't he." Sasori chuckled and the sound filled Deidara with an unknown feeling, something nice and soft.
"If you haven't noticed yet," Sasori said, "The only thing slaves here aren't allowed the do is leave without their master's permission."
"But…"
"Zabuza is Haku's lover, Itachi brought them to keep them together, Haku cooks and cleans and mostly he'll be watching over you and that blond kid; also Zabuza is mostly brawn for the household, he will only move if he told by Itachi or me and will only stop when he is told by Itachi, Haku, or me."
"There are no rules?"
"Only that you listen when called and that you respect everyone in the house, but those are the house rules. I have my own personal rules; those will come… once we see my shop." Then he was gone, Deidara staring after him in astonishment.
"Wow!" Deidara gasped. The little wooden room filled with chunks of wood styled into puppets, big and small, hung from the ceiling. Deidara sniffed, the smell of fresh cut wood, different types, filled him. He jumped at a soft chuckle and turned just to see Sasori standing against the door frame; hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face, and an almost burnt out cigarette between his lips.
"You shouldn't stand there with your eyes closed and you ass poking out," Sasori said, he started towards the blond patting his bottom before passing him, "You're just trying to temp me."
Deidara felt himself flush, but the feeling of sickness didn't fill him. He couldn't understand it, but he liked Sasori maybe a little more than just sex slave and master, though it was too early to tell, and wasn't like the man wasn't gorgeous.
For some odd reason he wanted to man's approval, his attention. Deidara felt himself becoming depressed; Sasori wouldn't look at him anymore than he would look through a glass case and see a beautiful, used doll, which was a fact.
"Deidara!" Sasori's agitated cough made the blond jump. He looked at his master and flinched realizing he hadn't heard Sasori speak.
"Y-yes Master." He stuttered. He flinched at his own voice, he was never afraid of his masters, no more than he would be something that could injure him physically.
"Pay attention, I'm telling you the rules." Sasori snuffed a cigarette on the arm of one of his dolls. "Don't come in here unless I give permission, I am in here, or Itachi tells you. Don't ever listen to Sasuke when he tells you to come in here, only me and Itachi, the little shit sometimes like to mess my puppets up." Deidara nodded. Sasori smirked and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, he grimaced harshly when he realized there were none left. Deidara heard himself laugh when Sasori tossed the empty paper container harshly in the trash.
"Damn, Kisame and Zabuza don't even smoke the same brand." Sasori growled. He didn't even glance at Deidara when the blond chuckled. Both of them jerked when a door to the studio swung open, Deidara jumped back as a large shadow fell over him. He turned his back to Sasori as he looked up, I mean really looked up, the guy was huge!
"What do you want Kisame?" Sasori growled. He itched to wrap his fingers around a cigarette; he took hold on Deidara's wrist instead pulling the blond closer to him.
"Nothing," The man chuckled, "Itachi just wanted to meet your new boy toy." Deidara flushed and flinched when Sasori's cold fingers dug into his side. Deidara looked at Kisame and noticed he was staring at him, his eye half-mast. Deidara noticed then that he was completely naked, but he couldn't work up the energy to be embarrassed, considering he was usually paraded around naked.
"Get him some clothes Sasori, he just got here and we don't want him catching a cold." Kisame said smirking. Deidara bit his lip as Sasori's finger dug into his ribs then relaxed.
"Yeah." Sasori said. Deidara nodded to Kisame as the man slipped outside disappearing within the brightness of the snow outside. There was moment of silence between Sasori and Deidara before a soft tap of his ass had him looking at Sasori.
"Let's get you some clothes, then maybe you can meet Itachi and he won't rag on me like he does his giant fish." Sasori said. Deidara heard the laugh, but he hadn't realized it had come from him until Sasori gave him an amused smirk.
"Keep that up and I'll be really tempted." Sasori chuckled. The amusement didn't really reach his eyes, but it was there. Deidara watched his master leave before touching his cheeks, feeling the tug at his cheeks as he smiled.
This home wasn't so bad.
Deidara sat in his room his thin arms wrapped around the posh pillow as he stared outside, his blue eyes casting over the cold frosted ground. A knock on the door made him turn away from the saddening sight to look at the alcove where the door rested. He didn't hear it open so, no one had walked in. Where they waiting for his permission?
"Dei, let me in!" Naruto's half whine made him smile. He pushed the pillow down on the bed and stood up, still ignoring the fact that he was naked.
"Yes Naru?" Deidara said as he walked to the door. Naruto thrust out a pile of clothes, he smiled when he looked back up and laughed a little at Deidara's surprised face.
"These are for me?" Deidara asked.
"Yes, Sasu-chan he doesn't like naked slaves, I can't believe Sasori hasn't dressed you."
Deidara pulled a face, "You shouldn't call Sasuke-sama that."
Naruto frowned and pressed the clothes closer to Deidara, once the older blond was holding the items he turned and left, leaving his friend with a dumfounded look on his face. Deidara felt like a complete idiot and tool. Deidara shook his head and walked farther into the room placing the clothes on the edge of the bed, he rolled out the pants first; looking at the black skinny jeans he wondered how he was going to get them on.
Deidara frowned but pulled the piece of clothing from the bed and slipped them on, going commando, buttoned them up, and readjusted his penis within the confines of the tight pants. He smiled, this was better than being naked all the time.
He reached for the shirt next, quickly slipping it on as he heard the door open. He was just adjusting the tight fabric to his shoulders when Sasori came around the corner. He was smoking a cigarette; he didn't glance at Deidara until he opened the window and tipped some ash into the wind.
"Sexy," Sasori said once he got a good look at his slave, he did a couple of look overs before taking a drag and doing it again.
"Master, do-do you need something?" Deidara asked cautiously. Sasori took a drag before answering.
"The blond-
"Naruto," Deidara corrected.
Sasori made a face, but didn't comment, "The blon- Naruto was to give you the clothes then have you make dinner with him and Haku, but he came down alone and I don't care much to call him out for it, you and the blon-, Naruto are pretty much free to do as you wish unless you are told otherwise."
Deidara frowned and nodded slowly.
"Well," Sasori said after Deidara didn't make a move, he arched a nicely trimmed eyebrow, "Go help make dinner."
Deidara nodded and bowed slowly, "Yes, mas…
"Call me Sasori."
"But…"
"It wasn't a recommendation."
"But…"
"Deidara."
"Sasori-Danna," Deidara slapped a hand over his mouth and lowered his eye when Sasori narrowed his eyes. He flinched when he heard Sasori's quick footsteps; once his master was in front of him, he slowly looked up twitching slightly when Sasori reached out to him.
"What happened to your eye?"
Deidara jerked away, realizing Sasori had moved his hair. Was he blind in his left eye?
"I…
Sasori was silent looking directly into Deidara's eyes.
"Never mind, just go make dinner." Deidara nodded and scurried away, but turned when Sasori gave a slight cough; ready to help his master he almost laughed at the adolescent look on Sasori's face.
"I like 'Sasori-Danna'." Sasori said. Deidara couldn't help his smile or the little hop in his step as he walked downstairs, towards the kitchen, to make dinner.
Deidara watched in apt attention as Haku moved around the kitchen, completing tons of dishes by himself as Naruto slowly chopped lettuce and other vegetables to put into a large bowl on the marble island.
"Hello Deidara-san." Haku stopped, once his quick movements halted everything in the chicken slowed down and gave Deidara time to observe the gigantic room. The blond took in the countertops that wrapped from the opening, where he stood, to a dark wooden door that was adjacent to a rounded dark oak table with four dark chairs. A man sat there, his eyes on a book that rested between his fingers, he glanced up at Deidara but his gray eyes didn't linger long, before he was looking back at the pages.
"Zabuza, you should speak." Haku said, he had already turned back to the stove and was stirring a brownish broth.
Deidara jumped when the book slammed closed, he flinched as "Zabuza" stood, the man towered over him, and his spikey brown locks waving as he gave Haku a withering glare. Haku laughed, but never turned around.
"Come over here Deidara, help Naruto make the salad," Haku said. Zabuza rolled his eyes and walked, slump shouldered, out of the kitchen, "dinners in a few minutes."
"Yeah," Was the gruff reply. Deidara waited for Zabuza to disappear from his peripheral before walking to the island to stand across from Naruto. He let his hair fall over his eyes as he peeled the cabbage. He dropped a few leaves in when a loud crash made him jump.
"Dammit Deidara, "Naruto's voice was loud. I glanced up at Naruto then to Haku; the raven was mixing the brown stuff and a pot of powered mashed potatoes.
"Please, Naru…
"No! I want you to tell me why you let everyone walk all over you?"
"Naru.."
"Why don't you fight back?" Naruto lashed his arm out. Deidara saw Haku flinch and recoiled away from the island, taking slow steps back.
"Please, Naru…"
"No! Deidara why are you…you…you so sad?" Naruto growled. The last word was spoken with such pain that Deidara couldn't stop the tears from welling up and falling. Naruto look dumbstruck and flinched when there a clatter.
"Naruto, why are you upsetting him?" Haku hissed. Deidara at that moment wondered, in all the chaos, wondered if Haku was female or male?
"Haku, come on I'm his friend, I want to know, I want to take care of him."
"Well you're not helping by letting the whole house know how you feel." Haku grouched. Deidara shook his head, pulling on the sleeves of the black shirt, he wiped his eyes. He sniffed and backed away as Haku came around the island, towards him.
"Deidara, come now, sit down." Haku said. His/Her voice was soft as he/she touched his arm leading him to the chair Zabuza evacuated. Deidara continued to rub his eyes, unable to stop the tears as they fell. Naruto teetered on the edge of Deidara's vision, the bigger blond afraid of getting any closer.
"Now, Now Deidara, just sit and allow me and Naruto to finish dinner." Haku said. Deidara nodded staring at his hands; he played with his fingers as he sniffed. Haku turned back towards the stove, where the top of one pot danced, little puffs of steam piling out of it, when Deidara spoke again.
"Are you a boy or a girl?" The pale blond blurted. There was a moment of silence before Naruto burst, he keeled over laughing, and meanwhile Haku and Deidara were both flushed. Naruto leaned against the island, his hand over his stomach as he laughed so hard tears came to his eyes.
"I-I'm a boy." Haku said, his voice shaking. Deidara blustered as he couldn't find the right words to describe his embarrassment. His hands fluttered as he mashed his fingers together over and over again. Eventually he just got up and walked from the kitchen passing Kisame and a pale man that looked exactly like Sasuke. That must be Itachi, Deidara stopped and bowed slowly.
"He's bowing to you Itachi." He heard Kisame's gruff whisper. Deidara jerked upwards, realizing Itachi's pupils were completely black.
"Itachi-sama?"
"Yes," After a moment, "You must be Deidara." The man said, looking directly at Deidara.
"Yes, Itachi-sama." Deidara nodded, but he figured Itachi wouldn't see it.
"Where you going somewhere?"
"I-I embarrassed Haku so I-I was going to busy myself before dinner." Itachi was quiet then he turned towards Kisame whom leaned down instantly. They spoke silently, Kisame nodding every now and then.
Kisame turned back to Deidara, "Itachi said your chore will be to clean the outside onsen and make sure Sasori's shop is organized."
"Yes, Itachi-sama, Kisame-sama." Deidara bowed, he gave both of them a last look before taking off upstairs. He heard someone whisper before the sounds downstairs disappeared and all he heard was his own heartbeat and his thoughts.
Naruto had said he let everyone walk all over him, but he had spoken back to Sasori today! That was a big step!