Deidara was sat in the basement, cuddling his knees. He was tempted to go out and find Sasori – but what if he was still looking for him? But then again, Sasori would have found him by now. Wouldn't he? Deidara didn't know what to do, and he was confusing himself. He pushed himself up from the cold damp basement floor, and flung a stray strand of hair over his shoulder, before ascending up the basement stairs, and out into the kitchen of the Akatsuki lair. The brightness of the lights stunned Deidara for a moment, and he stood still, giving his eyes time to adjust, seeing as he had been sat in a damp dark basement for god knows how long. He walked into the living room, hearing the TV, and saw a red mop just above the back of the chair. "Danna un?" Deidara stood in the doorway waiting for Sasori's reply.
"What is it brat?" Sasori didn't take his eyes off the television screen.
"Did you forget …un?" Deidara's head bowed, not really wanting to know the answer.
"Forget about what?" Sasori really had forgot, he had no idea what his partner was talking about. Deidara curled his hands into fists, and fought back tears.
"N-Nothing un…"Turning and running back to their shared room, Deidara collapsed on his bed, and cried into his pillow. 'I knew he wouldn't really want to play with me un!' He sobbed and turned over looking at the black ceilings, then over to one of Sasori's puppets, who was positioned looking like it was staring at Deidara. "What you looking at un?!" Deidara yelled, throwing his extra pillow at the puppet, knocking it over, once again causing a bang. There was a knock at the door, and Deidara flew into the wardrobe, hoping it wasn't Sasori.
"Deidara I know you're in there" Itachi's cold voice said, opening the door. Deidara stepped out of the wardrobe and looked innocently at Itachi.
"Don't tell Danna un, I was angry" He glanced over at the puppets piled up on the floor, and then back at the ever murderous looking Uchiha.
"I wont. Why are you angry Deidara?"
"Un?! Why the hell would you want to know un!" Deidara's face curved into a frown and a scowl, looking at his socks. Black with mini explosions on them. Bang.
"Just curious. Lunch is ready – so come down" And with that he left the room. Deidara walked to the pillow and picked it up, placing it neatly on top of the one on his bed. He wasn't hungry, but he knew he would be later. Sighing, he shifted his feet towards the door and down the stairs, into the kitchen. Soup, great. He took his place next to Sasori, trying to keep the frown and scowl on his face, slurping the soup annoyingly. He wasn't particularly fond of soup, but he ate it anyways, and slurping it to annoy Sasori. Payback. Suddenly Deidara was pinned to a kitchen counter by his partner.
"You're gonna' get splinters in my neck if you aint' careful Danna!" He informed his friend of the risks, but that just made Sasori push on harder. "I was just eating soup un!" He defended.
"Stop – the – slurping!" Sasori growled.
"Why un! I like it!"
"Brat!" Sasori slammed his partners head into the wall as another warning. Deidara raised his hand to his partners face, making his hand mouths lick Sasori's face. Sasori stepped back, releasing his grip from Deidara's neck.
"What the hell are you doing you freak!!" Sasori yelled, and wiped his face with his sleeve. Deidara stood there gob-smacked for a second or two. Danna knew how much he hated being called a freak. He hated Sasori right now, but he wanted to finish his soup, regardless of whether he liked it or not, Zetsu had made it, and so he shall eat it – if he didn't want to get eaten in his sleep that was. He went back over to the wooden table and angrily ate his soup.
"That wasn't a very good thing to do Sasori. Tobi wouldn't do that, Tobi's a good boy!" The table turned to face Tobi, then back at Sasori.
"What?!" He growled. Deidara slammed his spoon on the table, and all the faces turned from Sasori to him.
"I hate you Danna un" With that, Deidara pushed his chair back, poured the soup down the sink, and put the bowl in the dishwasher, leaving the kitchen. He headed towards the front door, grabbing his cloak from the hangers.
"Wait! Dei-sempai, where are you going! It's very cold out there!" Tobi shouted.
"I know Tobi"
"Deidara…" Itachi warned.
"Don't waste your breath, if he wants to go and be an idiot he will" Hidan said.
"Exactly. Cause that's all I am un! A stupid blond idiotic good for nothing freak un!" He opened the door, walked out, and slammed the door shut behind him leaving an eerie silence.
"Way to go Sasori. It costs a lot for a funeral you know" Itachi moaned, finishing off his soup. Sasori glanced at the door his partner had rushed out of, then at the window next to it. It was getting pretty wild out there.