Deidara perked up the collar of his new cloak, looking himself up and down one last time in the mirror. His held his hand out in the light of the small lamp on the table by his bed, adorning the ring entrusted to him as a member of the Akatsuki organization. Satisfied with himself, he left his room, confident that he would keep himself off of Sasori's bad side today.

As Deidara walked down the hallway, he found Sasori leaning against the wall, waiting with his arms crossed. He looked annoyed already, and Deidara hadn't even done anything yet. He was on time; he hadn't said a word… why did Sasori already look like he wanted to kill him?

Sasori looked up at the tall blonde beside him, and without a word, walked off. Deidara assumed he was supposed to follow him, and since Sasori said nothing of the contrary, he figured he had guessed right. They were supposed to be on some sort of training mission, to prepare Deidara for what may come ahead, now that he was part of such a notorious criminal organization.

Once outside, they walked a short ways to what looked to be a small abandoned village. Sasori stopped and turned to Deidara, "The goal of the Akatsuki is to collect demon spirits, or bijuu, which often reside inside the body of a human being. These people are called jinchuuriki, and can be identified by their usually large amount of chakra. In this scenario, you will be tested on your ability to identify the jinchuuriki, though its chakra level will be only a fraction compared to the real thing. Then you'll need to catch it without actually killing the jinchuuriki. Any questions?"

Deidara shook his head, "I don't think so…" Of course, Sasori gave him no time to think of any questions before he had disappeared. "I guess that means start, un."

As he walked through the miniature village, he looked around, and actually began to notice that there were people there. However, it was strangely quiet. None of them were talking, and they were, for the most part, very still. Still, he could pick up their chakra, but kept his guard just in case. Towards the end of the village, a much stronger chakra vibe was coming from what seemed to be an elderly man. He had his back turned to Deidara, so he crept up slowly and quietly behind him, his hand in a small pouch at him side, prepared for anything. Deidara was less than eight feet from the man when he suddenly whipped his head around, and the ground began to shake. Deidara quickly jumped back, avoiding the sinking earth. This is weird… Deidara pulled his hand out of the pouch, the mouth in his palm intently chewing on something. The old man was now rushing towards him, a kunai held in his hand to attack. A small clay spider emerged from the mouth, just in time for Deidara to slide out of the man's path and attach the figurine to the back of his right shoulder. Before the man had time to turn around Deidara's hands were together in a hand seal, and with a quick signal, the spider exploded. "Katsu." The explosion took out the man's right arm, the one with the kunai, which rendered him not only weaponless, but unable to create hand seals as well. The man's body fell to the ground and lay motionless. "What was that, un…?"

"That was one of my older puppets, a former jinchuuriki. That's not important right now, what is, is that you realize what you did wrong. Suppose we had traveled four days to capture that man, what's wrong with how you handled the situation?"

Deidara thought as Sasori waited for an answer from the roof above. When nothing came, Sasori continued, "When we're on missions like that, we have limited supplies and time. He could very well bleed to death under those circumstances. Also, you have to take into account the age and health of the jinchuuriki, understand?"

Deidara nodded. "I'll remember all that next time."
Sasori came down from the roof, taking Deidara's palm and examining closely. "You created an explosive with this… how?"

Deidara slipped his hand from Sasori's loose grip and pulled out a small wad of clay, "With this, un. I can mold it in the mouths on my palms and infuse my chakra into the figure." He put the clay into the mouth, allowed it to chew a little, and soon a completed spider emerged, an exact replica of the first. Sasori scooped it up from Deidara's hand, turning it this way and that as he looked it over. "And it detonates on command, correct?" Deidara nodded, "That's right, un." Sasori dropped the figure back into his partner's hand as if he were suddenly no longer interested in it, "Well, I guess you're not quite as talent-less as I thought," he turned his head slightly as to not look directly at Deidara, "You can take that as a compliment." He then simply walked off as he had done before. Snapped from his train of thought, Deidara chased after him, "Wait, that was it, un?"

Sasori kept walking, "I wasn't sure how much of you I could put up with for one day, so I decided to play it safe."

Deidara didn't bother to try to catch up with the red head. Instead he stayed behind. He looked around the empty village and sighed, dragging his feet back towards headquarters.

I know that was not the best, but I promise the next chapter(s) will be much better. I was at a loss of inspiration with I wrote this one.