A/N: Ugh I sometimes I don't know why I cave in and post stuff even though I get no feedback or stuff. Even though I say it's a one shot but well. Sorry it's a bit short.
Flashback: Dara sat on the bench in at the daycare center of the village thinking about something long and hard, until Deidara came by on his weekly visit, to disturb her thoughts. "Hi Dara honey, un" the blonde took a seat by his cute daughter, patting her lightly on the head, but she did not respond to his greetings like usual. "What's wrong Dara?" He noticed the thoughtful look in those blue eyes that she was deep in thought. "Daddy uh are you gay by any chance uh?" Dara eyes big and innocent, looking at him, anxious for an answer, some student had said her daddy was gay or something like that when they poked fun at Deidara's appearance.
The blonde father was extremely shock for the moment, shades of dark purple and red changed each second, and three mouths gaped at the question. "Daddy uh?" Dara poked at the effeminate man that had now fallen off the bench with a loud thud over the cement ground. "So are you uh? Fine I'm taking that as a yes uh." Dara got off the bench now heading to the apartment home the mother owned in the unkempt area of the village. When Deidara recovered from that surprise, Dara had waddled a block away. "Dara, honey wait up un" he strided quickly to the girl, now by her side. "What made you get that idea, un?"
"uh nothing daddy, forget about it uh. I never mentioned at all go it? Or I'll send baby birdy at you." In the her tiny left hand her baby phoenix appeared, it was now brushing it's neck against her fingers as a back rub. "Dara, that's dangerous honey" He kneeled down to puff out the bird. "My birdie uh!" Big tear welled up in each eye the size of dimes. Deidara stared dumb founded at his daughter's reaction but looked quickly at the carts that sold food, without much thought he took a box of Pocky and waved it teasingly at the girl.
The tears stopped temporarily her hands tried to reach for it but the father kept it and inch above her reach. "Pocky, pocky, pocky, uh" Dara was standing on tip toe like a little dog on hind legs trying to reach its owner's treat. "Un cute, no more crying okay?" He wagged the box higher in the air, while his daughter stayed on tipped but jumped to reaching up for the box. Tiny fingers encased the box and pulled it out of his grip, she ripped open the box like a hungry wolf and stuck the chocolate coated bread sticks in her mouth. "Good girl un" His hand patted the top of her head, then moved lower to hold her hand as they walked home well at least the mother's home. But on the way there Dara had walked smack into something, it toppled on top of the small frame of the girl. "Ugh watch going you dope" A red haired boy with pale skin got up slowly to his feet, then began to walk away in the opposite direction to a pink haired lady that waited, but his mother spoke up at the rude retort her son gave. "Sakuya, apologize to the little girl right now."
"Do I have to?" He sighed for a brief moment then said "I'm sorry" as he now looked below at the younger child whose eyes stared back, taking in the older boy's appearance for a moment. "Sasori?" but as that name was heard the light pastel mother rushed over immediately and took her son's hand quickly dragged the boy behind from the two.
End of Flashback
Dara sat over Sasori's bed for a moment watching the puppeteer skillfully polished and sanded his latest creation before saying a word. "Uncle Sasori?"
"Yes, Dara?" Sasori stopped working, taking his eyes off the puppet than glancing at the Dara, who sat by him. "Do you have a son uh?" There was a still silence in the room for a moment until Sasori answered a terse answer "No" and continued working. "Are you sure uh?"
"I do not have a son, Dara" He answered again this time his answer more firm sounding and more convincing without the hesitation to answer like before. "Okay if you say so uh" She got of the bed and padded out the bedroom door.
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