Deidara wasn't happy, not happy at all. Why did his Danna insist on intimidating and bullying him? Was it because he was blonde? Or maybe just too hyper-active? Maybe it was because of their art differences…? No, it wasn't any of them – It was because his danna was his danna, he was his master, he had to, it was his place. 'Yeah, that's it un' A few minutes after being out in the snow, Deidara began to feel the impact of the cold weather. White lace fell onto his eyelashes, and his feet were buried with snow with every step he took. He wrapped his black cloak around him, and trudged on.
"C-cold un…" He walked for an estimated three hours before coming to a bench, and a smile played his lips. "God un, to cold to smile" He whispered. He walked over to the bench and curled up on it. He was tired already. If he was on a mission, Sasori would surely kill him for being so tired in so little time – but then again Deidara would have preferred to fly. Flying… Deidara watched as the white lace fell from the sky and landed on the snow, he's never tried flying in snow. "Too cold to do it now un" He closed his eyes, and listened with his frozen ears to the wind circling above him.
Sasori had finished his soup ages ago, and was now re-painting his newest puppet. It took him a while to untangle the puppets…again! He was going to kill his partner when he got back. Sasori stopped painting in realisation.
Flashback!
He had grabbed Deidara's neck, maybe a little too tight – but he wouldn't know – he couldn't feel. Plus, his partner wasn't going purple, so that was good – sort of. Suddenly, Deidara's hand reached out, Sasori thought he was going to slap him, which he did sort of, but then his hand mouths – eugh! Them disgusting things! They licked him, and he had to pull back. It was horrible! He wiped his face with his sleeve and looked at his partner.
"What the hell are you doing you freak!!" He had yelled. He thought he regretted the words – but he couldn't be sure…No, he couldn't feel. He didn't mind what he said, he wasn't supposed to care. But Deidaras face – when he said the final word … It wasn't a face he wanted to see again. It was like his partner had just stabbed him. The word freak echoed in Sasori's head.
End of Flashback!
He had called his partner a freak. He had made Deidara run out. It was his fault. And what was it Leader-sama had always said "Take care of your partners no matter what – you never know – they might be your best friend one day" He remembered the day that was said, and everyone laughed. But Sasori now realised, Deidara was like his best friend. Sasori always yelled at him, called him a freak, a girl, a brat, a transvestite, teased him in any way possible – yet Deidara, even though being sensitive to some of those names, always came back bubbly and giddy as though nothing ever happened. That was it, Deidara would walk through that door in a minute, laughing and saying it didn't matter. Sasori stared at the door, prepared for a bang and a laugh. Nothing. He looked at his clock, then back at the door. Still nothing. There was a knock, and Sasori stood up, walking quickly to the door. See, he came back. Nothing to worry about. Sasori swung the door open a little, and leaned his shoulder on the doorframe. He frowned.
"Tobi…What is it?"
"Tobi thinks that you should go get Deidara-sempai. He could be in trouble, and Kisame agrees! It wont take long, and I'm sure Deidara-Sempai would appreciate it lots and -"
" Tobi, if its so easy why don't you do it?"
"Tobi isn't allowed out on his own, Kisame said, and if Tobi doesn't do what he's told, that would make him a bad boy, but Tobi's a good boy. Will you do it Sasori-Sempai? Please?" The orange swirled mask was tilted to the side in a pleading sort of way. Sasori sighed, stepped forwards, causing Tobi to step back, and shut the door.
"If I have to"
"Yay! Thank you!" The orange and black bundle skipped down the stairs, then there was a bang, followed by a laugh. Sasori quickened his pace to the edge of the stairs, revealing Tobi face down on the floor, laughing in hysterics. 'Wasn't Deidara…' Sasori thought. He sighed, descended down the stairs, and grabbed his coat.
"I'm going to find the brat" He announced.
"Wait! Sasori-Sempai you can't go alone!" Tobi 's eye widened in terror. He jumped up, recovering from his laughing fit, and walked towards Kisame – obviously slightly dizzy. "It's cold out there. Kisame will go, wont you?" Kisame gave a nod, and went to get his coat, meeting Sasori at the door. "Yay! Tobi's a good boy!" Tobi climbed onto the back of the couch and waited for them to go, waving frantically at them. "Good luck! Bring Deidara-Sempai back safely!" He waved and chuckled, falling back off the couch. He didn't get up.
"He's going to get himself killed one day.."Sasori concluded. "By something as simple as that" He shook his head, and fell into line with Kisame out the door.