Pein dragged Sasori to his own room and gave him sleeping pills, before going back to Deidara

Pein dragged Sasori to his own room and gave him sleeping pills, before going back to Deidara. Deidara, whose injuries were almost fatal, and only could be cured by magic. He was going to have serious scarring and, if someone of considerable power didn't come, and soon.

Tobi came bubbling in. "Leader-sama! Look what I made!" he said, holding up a lopsided paper heart.

'It's really good, Tobi."

Tobi gaped. 'What happened to Deidara-sempai? Will he get better? Tobi loves his Sempai…"

Pein was stunned for about a second. Then, he snapped, "Tobi-kun. Can you heal your love? But only to the point of him being able to live." Deidara whimpered as Pein spoke, twisting and crying.

"Of course Leader-sama!" he squealed, and began to heal his struggling sempai.

Tobi's mask melted off his face, red Sharingan activating. As Deidara looked up into Madara's eyes, he lost consciousness and was transported to the Sharingan Realm, where everything is blood-red.

Madara healed Deidara from the soul out, leaving him a better, if still terrified, version of himself. However, Madara couldn't counteract Orochimaru's jutsu. When Deidara woke up, three minutes later in real time, he was completely healed… physically. He still was, however, emotionally ravaged.

Deidara cried as if still in pain as Tobi-turned-Madara skipped out of the room. Pein cracked his knuckles and said, "Ok then. Now that your healed, we can torture the answers out of you."

He grabbed Deidara and trotted to a room down the hall, down a flight of stairs, and into a room with weapons and torture devices everywhere, a table in the center. Restraining Deidara, he called for Itachi, who strode down the steps. "Get some answers out of him." Leader-sama ordered the Uchiha, who nodded and turned on his Mangekyougan.

Deidara woke up very confused. Everything was a dark red, and Itachi was standing in front of him. Deidara had always admired Itachi for his skills, both in the battlefield and with his emotions.

That was when Deidara noticed that he was chained to a wooden post. His eyes got very big, and he started whimpering again.

"If you don't tell me what I want to know, I will severely hurt you," the dream-Itachi said. For that was what Deidara had assured himself it was: a dream.

"Wh- what do you want to know, un?" Deidara stammered, terrified of what Itachi would do to him.

'Why do you hate Sasori?"

"He hurt me, un."

'Why do you 'love' Orochimaru?"

"My Danna saved me from Sasori. He loves me too, un."

Itachi stabbed him, "Lies."

Deidara screamed and writhed. "It-its the truth, un!" he sobbed.

Itachi slashed the side of Deidara's face, the side without the scope. "Stop! Un!" Deidara's cries went on deaf ears. Itachi twisted the sword, gouging a hole in the scope, tearing into his blind eye.

After the 72 hours were over, Itachi released Deidara, who was even closer to death than before. Leader-sama hadn't said he couldn't kill him . . .

By the time Tobi/Madara had healed Deidara again, Pein had his answers. He called a meeting. "It seems Orochimaru is more powerful than we anticipated, being able to craft a jutsu of this strength. We need to find a way to reverse it, to get the Akatsuki back to normal again, before we can go and annihilate Orochimaru. We will not kill Deidara, seeing as he was under the influence of something more powerful than he is."

The rest of Akatsuki agreed, and Sasori had tears in his eyes. Hidan then turned, and said, "Oi! Fucking Red Puppet! Are you fucking CRYING! Fuck!" Kakuzu smacked him on the back of the head, glaring at him, as was Konan.

Sasori wiped his unshed tears away, and growled, "Stuff it, bastard."

Deidara was curled up in a tight ball, tears falling from his eyes as the door opened. He looked up, expecting Pein or Konan, to instead be greeted by Sasori. He trembled and sobbed, "Please, just go away, un!"

"No, Dei-chan! I love you, do you not understand that?! Shithead!"

"GO AWAY!" Deidara wailed. Why is he calling me names if he loves me?!

"Fine, I'll go. For now. Just don't go crying to me when Orochimaru is dead!" he turned and stomped out, Deidara now wailing and screaming.

"OROCHIMARU WON'T DIE, MOTHERFUCKING DICKHEAD! UN!"

Somewhere, Hidan applauded himself for teaching the Akatsuki colorful phrases.

Somewhere else, Sasori was making a puppet that looked exactly like Orochimaru, and blasting it into smithereens after injecting a poison that made the wood warp and turn black, bubbling like the La Brea Tar Pits.

Somewhere that was neither one of those places, Deidara was playing over and over again in his head everything that he could remember Orochimaru and Sasori doing to him. He decided that he liked Orochimaru better when suddenly, a harsh cloth was thrown over his mouth.

"Be quiet," Orochimaru hissed, "or I can't get us out of here."

Deidara felt joy fly into him, until the door burst open, and the rest of the Akatsuki ran in.

"Let Blondie go, you, mother fucking snake!" yelled Hidan, slashing with his scythe.

Pein laid a hand on the white haired one's shoulder, and was about to speak, when Orochimaru burst into flames, Deidara dropping to the ground. Tobi peeked his head out from behind the snake's body. "Oop-see!" Sweat-drops from the entire Akatsuki, except Deidara who sobbed and screamed.

"No, you can't take him away from me, you can't, you can't, un!" Deidara screamed, forming so many rapid hand-signs that it looked like one big spiral. "KATSU!" The wall nearest the Akatsuki exploded, and Deidara was riding the sonic wave into the sky, to be transported to a clay bird that was waiting there.

He was gone in a flash. No, literally, a flash. Another wall exploded to cover the direction he went in.

Sasori coughed wildly, staring at the place Deidara had been. 'Oh, God! He's going to kill himself!' "Leader-sama!"

"I know, Sasori. Now, get him! Go!"

And with that, the Akatsuki left in search of their suicidal member.

Deidara, in fact, was going to kill himself. But first, he would make the world pay. Not just the Akatsuki; the entire world. He had at least enough slay to make a couple million bombs; if he was going, he was taking the world down with him. He could either set it all off at once and hope that it would cause a chain of disasters worldwide, or he could set off as many small ones as he could, and hope that he could hit someone worthwhile.

But first, he had to find out what happened with Orochimaru. So, even though subtlety wasn't his forte it was blowing things up—isn't that the opposite of subtle? he lay in wait for the Akatsuki he knew would be on his tail.

After 3 months, he started to go crazy. His blue eyes became red again, and he would run around, flapping his arms and screaming, "Oro Danna! Oro Danna!" This caught the attention of Konoha. They caught him one night as he was rambling in his sleep, drunk, and brought him to the torture chambers when they realized who it was.

Tsunade was appalled. That the Akatsuki would let one of their members go insane terrified her. What could be the conditions within the Akatsuki base? How long had Deidara been tortured? So, she took Deidara in as a son. All of Konoha began to accept him; after all, he was harmless.

Sasori stared at his leader. Deidara had been taken into Konoha?! And was now accepted?! He couldn't, wouldn't accept it! But, alas, it was true. They were going to get their blonde back!

Sasori couldn't lie to himself. He could barely function without Dei. He could hardly talk himself into getting out of bed, let alone not letting opponents kill him. Only memories of their good times together kept him alive and functional.

Like the way he smiled when kissed, even when it was just a little peck; the way he loved you forever, as long as you loved him back. Of course, those thoughts were always tinged with cold, hard reality.

Tsunade walked into her house, smiling as she saw the innocent looking Deidara asleep on the couch. But, if you looked behind it, you could see the tortured soul that was the younger blonde. She walked up to him, and stroked as cheek tenderly. Her eyes swelled with tears as she looked at him, 'How could they do this to a child?' she thought to herself, the tears slipping down her cheeks. Deidara moaned in his sleep, and whimpered. In his sleep was the only time he could truly reveal himself.

Sasori, however, was right behind Tsunade. She looked up, and into the infamous eyes of Uchiha Itachi. Caught in the world of the kekkei genkai, she slumped to the ground, unconscious.

'Take him," was all Itachi said as Sasori caught Tsunade, and set her on the couch, right where Deidara had been in his alcohol-induced peacefulness.