Alright, so here's Chapter Four. I'm uploading the first Five Chapters in bulk because, well, I have up to Chapter Eleven Written and I don't want to leave you all on terrible cliff hangers, especially if I get lazy one day or just have to study and have no time at all to type (Noo!). But none the less, I do want to thank you if you've read this far, I know for some large stories seem daunting, but I don't think mine will go forever... Anyway, I don't think I need to tell you any warnings, but you all get the gist of it, am I right? :3 Reviews are beautiful!
Chapter Four
"Brat... Brat! Deidara! Get up you lazy boy!"
Sasori was met with a small groan. What was with this boy, you let him sleep in once, and he spends the rest of his life sleeping in. Well, not his whole life, but his life so far in Akatsuki. Okay not even that, he was exaggerating now. Tobi poked his head in through the door, a small party hat on his head. "Sasori-Sama! Is Dei-kun awake yet?"
Sasori looked up irritably, glaring at Tobi. Idiot, he was going to spoil everything! He made a shooing motion before looking down at the blonde hair sprawled against the pillow, long and silky soft. They hadn't told Deidara, but after many, many months of searching and hunting, hell, close to a year, they'd found out lots of information on the blonde. Well, a lot compared to what they'd known before, Deidara, to them, was still a complete mystery, not talking about his past often.
Especially not about what most of the organisation thought important. His birthday. They'd only found out about a month ago that Deidara would be having his twelfth birthday that day. So they'd spent a whole month in frenzied panic, trying to conceal the plans from the boy, preparing for the one day Deidara would have a birthday surprise. Possibly part of the reason, Sasori now realised, the blonde had asked to sleep in on this day for the past few years. But what he found odder was the blonde was always rather upset on this day.
He never knew why, stubborn blonde refused to talk.
But now, the roles had been reversed, and Sasori was being the stubborn one. He had to act 'normal' and wake him up, tell him to get to breakfast and watch as he was surprised by the rest of Akatsuki.
"I said get up!"
"Mmm... But Sasori no Danna... Please, un... Lemme sleep today off..."
Rolling his eyes, Sasori leant down, taking the sheets and tore them off sharply, making cool air meet Deidara's warm body.
"AH!! FINE! FINE, UN! I'M UP! HAPPY, UN!?"
Sasori smirked. Oh yes, very happy.
Deidara had long since gotten over his nightmares enough to stop waking up screaming nearly a year and a half ago, but waking up in tears or trembling wasn't all that uncommon for him. But to see Deidara looking so upset, and on his birthday, well, it just didn't feel right for Sasori.
Resentfully, Deidara got up, slipping his feet into a pair of slippers, rubbing his eye with a fist before he looked at Sasori. Why was he still there? Standing and waiting? Normally he had gone off for his coffee, so... "Danna, un?" "Come on," Sasori instructed, turning and started to walk out of the door.
Blinking, Deidara nodded before padding after Sasori, latching onto Sasori's hand, padding along beside the red head obediently. There had been a time, years ago, when Sasori had objected whole heartedly to Deidara holding his hand, but had grown wary of the argument and simply let the persistent boy do it. Not that he hated it, it was actually quite the opposite... And of course...
Hidan and Kisame.
Two bastards, continuously poked fun at the two partners as Sasori was always seen with Deidara clinging to him, following him like a little duckling. Hidan always wondered aloud why Sasori didn't get annoyed, but Sasori merely replied with a shrug. It felt good to have someone depend on you and need you. Plus, he wouldn't admit this out loud, but Deidara padding after him, occasionally bumping into him when he stopped unexpectedly, looking at him innocently...
It was all pretty cute to Sasori.
This particular morning, Deidara was rather spaced out, staring out the windows to the side, watching the fields, lost in deep thought. This only served to help Sasori; the blonde wasn't paying attention to the shuffling sounds in the kitchen where everyone was finishing up. Stopping at the end of the hall, Sasori turned his head, only to see Deidara bump into him, blink, look up, blush, look down and mumble a quick, "I'm sorry Danna, un."
Sasori shrugged off the apology, grabbing the doorknob, twisting it and pulling the door open, gesturing for Deidara to enter. Oblivious to the occupants of the kitchen, Deidara walked in, staring at his feet, the room slightly darkened before--
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEIDARA!"
There was an explosion of cheers and some of the Akatsuki members jumped out happily, cheering and clapping, lights going on, lighting up Deidara's stunned face, eyes wide, mouth slightly open in shock. "Wh-Wha?" he stuttered as Sasori placed a hand on Deidara's shoulder. "They said Happy Birthday Brat, how could you hold back information like that against Akatsuki?" He asked in a stern tone. Blushing Deidara looked up, panicking. "I-I'm sorry Danna, I-" He was silenced by a wave of the hand from Sasori, a small chuckle and a very small smile.
"I was joking. Happy Birthday Deidara."
Staring at Sasori in slight disbelief, he couldn't help but smile widely, face lighting up in joy, excitement and youth.
Standing by the side, Sasori watched as Konan and Tobi hugged Deidara tightly, Konan having a small teary and clinging to Deidara, exclaiming how he'd grown up so fast, Tobi going on his high from air and screaming his joy out, pulling the slightly overwhelmed blonde with him through more members who wished him a happy birthday and to the cake and presents.
Soon everyone was laughing, talking, eating and drinking. Tobi was high off sugar, Hidan was totally wasted from the amount of alcohol he'd consumed and was hitting on a half drunken Kakuzu, Itachi was sitting very close to Kisame who was laughing, a deep red blush on his cheeks, he too was drunk then, while Itachi had only had a bit to drink. Konan was talking merrily to Deidara while Zetsu started to ice the cake for the twelve year old, starting to lay the candles on it.
It seemed Sasori and Pein were the only two sitting to the side, watching the loud group.
"Why not join Sasori?"
"And take my chances with a drunken Hidan? No thank you."
"Your partner's twelve, you should be happy; you won't have to baby him so much."
"I am, hopefully I can get a full night's sleep soon then."
"He'll still be sharing your room."
"Understood."
"You're going to have to start teaching him more."
"I take him outside to train nearly every day."
"I don't mean that kind of teaching."
"Sir?"
Pein turned to look at Sasori, a small smile on his face. Oh lord, that was creepy, no matter how many times it happened, it always scared the living shit out of him.
"What I mean is... He's twelve, and soon to be hormonal teenager... You're going to have to talk to him about... Certain subjects," Pein exclaimed, and then, it hit Sasori. Raising a six year old was easy, now came girlfriends, crushes, social activities, rebellion and what Sasori was dreading; The Sex Talk. Looking pleadingly at Pein, Sasori sighed. "Couldn't Konan-Sama do that?" "No. You're his partner, it's your job, Kisame did that with Itachi." "And a bloody great job he did on that too," Sasori thought, looking at the blue male who had his arm slung around Itachi's shoulder, the pale raven haired man blushing slightly.
Smirking, Pein pat Sasori's shoulder. "Send him off to the village later with Itachi, then talk to Kisame, get advice," he said before standing from the seat, moving forwards as the lights were flicked off and a cake with twelve lit candles was placed on the table and the birthday song was sung.
Sasori watched, helpless it seemed, from the sidelines. It was true, Deidara was growing up. One day, he'd end up finding a nice girl, bringing her back and giving her all the attention, leaving him alone. Again. It made him feel rather lonely and clingy.
"Danna, un! Come here!"
Snapping out of his thoughts, Sasori smiled as he saw Deidara's bright grin. That face would become famous one day. Standing as well and moving to stand beside Deidara, he bent down, face near Deidara's, not noticing the blush forming on the blonde's cheeks. "Deidara, make a wish, and then blow out the candles. Then later, we'll see if your wish can come true."
Blushing more, Deidara smiled at his Master and nodded. "Un!" he said happily. "When you're ready, you can head off into town with Itachi, okay? Buy yourself something nice," Pein said as he held out some money with one hand, the other pushing Kakuzu away while Hidan held him tightly. Laughing, Deidara nodded.
This would be his first time into town, just like his first party ever. And his first wish. He had to make it worthwhile, yes... What would he wish for the most? Gah! He felt like he was put on the spot, and the room was so silent.
Looking nervously at Sasori for help, the ginger gave a small nod, making Deidara blush more, looking down at the candles, blushing a deep red and nodding. He knew what he wanted the most in the world. Taking in a deep breath, he leant forward, blowing out all the candles at once, a cheer erupting from the group. "Yay! Great work Dei-kun! What did you wish for?" Tobi asked happily as Konan playfully slapped Tobi's shoulder. "He can't say, otherwise it won't come true!"
Smiling, Deidara nodded, "And we can't have that happening, can we, un?"
"Especially because... My wish... Is to always be with my Sasori no Danna... Forever..."
"Wow! This place is so big, un!" Deidara exclaimed. Itachi gave a small nod, looking around. He'd been to town many times before, but seeing as it was Deidara's first time in a village, he understood the blonde's excitement. Looking around, Deidara took time in surveying the area. He'd only ever been to the area directly around the base to train, and also go outside and play with Sasori when he'd been slightly younger.
Leading Deidara expertly through the town, Itachi pointed out, in as little words as possible, stores he believed Deidara would be interested in, also pointing out some stores other members enjoyed visiting. "Ne, Itachi-Sama, which... I mean, which store is... Sasori no Danna's favourite, un?"
Turning to look at Deidara, Itachi studied the blonde's face. He was facing away, visible eye staring at a random shop, awkward look on his face, cheeks flushed a deep red. Analysing this, Itachi became slightly more suspicious, but not in any bad way. Tapping the blonde's shoulder, when Deidara turned to look at him, he pointed to a store at the end of the road. A small Art Supplies store.
Smiling, Deidara nodded. He figured Sasori would like a place like that. But he didn't want to go there alone, not without Sasori. Instead he looked through other stores, ending up buying some sugary sweets and a nice pouch and some clay.
"Wow Itachi-Sama, this place is amazing, un!" Deidara said happily as he took another sip of his chocolate milkshake. Itachi gave a nod. "I just wish everyone would stop calling me a girl, un," Deidara mumbled, placing his elbow on the table, chin in his hand, twirling the straw around the glass, looking at the chocolate drink with slight distaste.
He wasn't about to admit Hidan's taunts were confirmed in town and he did look 'Girly'. It was only his hair...
"You're troubled."
Deidara looked up, slightly startled and blinked, smiling and laughing at Itachi, nodding. "Un, you would be too if you were accused of being the opposite gender," he said with a smile, taking another sip of the milkshake.
"Not that. You've been weird." Oh geez, what a nice way to put it Uchiha. Well, man of little words, as always. "H-Heh, what do you mean Itachi-Sama, un? I always act like this, un!" "You're lying." Deidara blinked, making eye contact with Itachi but instantly looked down. He was brave, but not foolish. If Pein became angry with him, he'd set Itachi to look into his eye and he'd see horrible things.
Sasori explained it was a mental torture technique, and Pein's way of saying to behave. But Sasori would always help, as soon as the horrible things stopped and Deidara was free to go, he'd run straight into Sasori's arms, if he could still walk that was. Thinking of the red head, Deidara was unaware that he had started to blush a little. "That look. What are you thinking about?"
Looking up at Itachi, Deidara blushed more before sighing. "Itachi, you're eighteen, un, you've got more experience... Could you... Help me, un?" Deidara asked shyly. The raven haired male raised a delicate eyebrow, nodding. "Depends." Blushing more, Deidara swallowed, licking his dry lips. "I know that I'm a guy... And... Guys are meant to like girls-" "Not always," Itachi corrected, his elbows on the table, fingers interlaced, chin on his fingers. Deidara nodded, looking down, fidgeting with the base of his black shirt, staring at his fingers. "Is... Is it wrong to... Like... Guys, un?" he asked softly.
"No."
Sighing in relief, Deidara looked up, but was still feeling rather tense. "A-And... It's not wrong... To like someone... Older... Is it, un?" Deidara continued slowly.
"No."
Deidara gave a small smile, relaxing tensed shoulders and slumping in his chair lightly. "That's good, un! Now I can relax a bit!" "Who is it?" Ah, did he say relax? Forget it; he was all tense and nervous again.
There was an awkward silence, and for the first time, Itachi was the one to break it, not the other party. "Tell me, or shall I guess?" Looking up at Itachi again, Deidara's cheeks were a deep red so that it put Sasori's hair colour to shame. Itachi looked into the blondes eyes, studying for a moment before he smiled, a small one, but it was a smile nonetheless. "You wished for him, didn't you?" Smiling himself, Deidara held a finger up to his lips. "I can't tell you, or my wish won't come true, un." "No, but you can tell him."
Blinking, Deidara stared dumbfounded at the Uchiha. Tell him? "But... He won't accept-" "How do you know? Try it." Looking down at his drink, Deidara began playing with the straw, watching the brown liquid swirl around.
"Tell him? But how do I tell him that I love him, un?" "Be yourself." Looking down at his milkshake sadly, Deidara nodded.
"But it's harder than that... If he rejects me... My life is over, because he is my life... My Danna..."
Sasori sat, working silently. He had to make sure this was finished before Deidara got home. Itachi had been told to hold him off until late so Sasori could get a chance to finish his present. Each member had given Deidara a gift, and Sasori had only whispered in the blonde's ear to wait until later that night. He'd drunk in the gorgeous deep blush that had painted his partners cheeks, the innocent look and the small, shy nod. He could be too adorable sometimes.
It wasn't anything dirty, no, the boy was only twelve, but it was something that he knew that Deidara would love. It was to help improve his vision and so he didn't have to wear a large scope on his eye. This one was slightly smaller and went inside the eye so it could be slept with. He knew this one gave Deidara lots of pain to take it off and put it back on, and to have to do that every morning and night to sleep would be plain torture, so he'd been working, nearly a year, on this one.
And it was finally ready.
With a sigh, he slumped in his chair, holding up the small clear disk, turning it in his hand, inspecting it and-- "DEI-KUN!!" Ah, Tobi was a good alarm after all, but a startling one; Sasori had nearly dropped Deidara's present. Hearing chatter, Sasori sat in his chair, pretending to work on something, whilst holding the small lens in his hands. Within minutes he could hear the soft padding footsteps that belonged to his Deidara.
"My Deidara? Since when was he mine??" Sasori mentally scolded himself as he sat, waiting still, arguing with himself mentally before- "Sasori no Danna! I'm home, un!" Sasori couldn't help but smile at the boy's voice.
"Welcome back Deidara, did you have fun?" Sasori asked as he stood, hiding the lens in his hands as Deidara stepped forward into the room, beaming and shutting the door behind him. "I never knew the town could be so wonderful! It was so big! And there were so many people, un! I didn't know there were so many people in the world!" Deidara exclaimed happily, placing his bag and clay by his bed. Sasori smiled. Growing up yet still such a child.
"Would you like your present now or are you too sleepy from your adventure?" Sasori asked with a smile. Deidara could have melted at the smile, but shook his head quickly, blonde hair fluttering around his head. "No, no! Not too sleepy, un!" he said as he stood, trying so hard to contain himself from bouncing around. He loved receiving gifts from his Danna, but to receive one on a day like this was... Amazing.
Chuckling slightly, Sasori held out the lens, smiling. "It's an improvement to your scope, you'll be able to see further, better and won't have to take it in and out, so you can leave it in forever, or until it needs repairs," Sasori explained, watching Deidara's face escalate in joy. "Thank you so much Danna, un!!" Deidara cried out happily, bouncing up and down in joy.
Walking forward, Sasori gently pushed Deidara down onto the bed, leaning over him. "Take your scope off please," Sasori spoke softly, holding the lens. Deidara reached up, pushing back his long blonde fringe. It had always made Sasori cringe in pain at what had been done to Deidara before he'd been taken to Akatsuki, but knowing this would be the last time Deidara removed the scope made Sasori very happy.
Gripping the edges of the scope, Deidara shut his visible eye in pain, frowning as he wiggled it slightly before pulling, clenching his teeth and shuddering. It was out, but it had dried blood stains on the edges. Deidara was a modest person, and he liked his flawless body, but it was only flawless because of the multiple times he'd gone into a 'Surgery' and Zetsu had corrected flaws and wounds, but the left side of his face Sasori knew Deidara felt ashamed and embarrassed to show it.
He was pale in skin tone, but the deep blood red, almost purple-black scar that slashed through his eye was the most visible feature when shown, his eye deeply slashed, the once beautiful blue mingling with red where it had been damaged and where blood vessels had been broken. Zetsu was working slowly on fixing the scar, but Deidara had to reach a certain age before such strong chakra could be used on a delicate area as his head.
But according to his card he'd received, that day would be soon.
Sasori leant down, gently touching Deidara's usually hidden cheek, thumb gently brushing over the scar, looking into Deidara's eyes. "Have you heard of contact lenses Deidara?" Sasori asked as he gently placed his thumb against the bottom of Deidara's eyelid, pulling it down gently. "Yeah, un," Deidara muttered, looking up at Sasori nervously. "This is put on just like that, do you think you can manage it on your own or would you like me to do it for you?" "C-Could you do it Danna, I'm a bit scared I'll hurt myself, un."
Nodding, Sasori bent down, moving his hand and placing the lens on the bottom of Deidara's eye, instructing him to look up. Carefully he made sure the lens was sitting right before feeling a hand grip his own. Blinking he looked down, seeing Deidara's hand gripping his own tightly. Was he hurting him? Gently he moved his hand away, letting Deidara know to look down and blink. The blonde did so, frowning a bit and blinking a few times before looking up at Sasori who was, well, speechless.
Amazing, as soon as the final surgery was done, he'd see what Deidara looked like before the village had gotten to him. His eye seemed perfect, no red showing through, no damage shown, just an exact resemblance of his right eye. Stunning.
"Does it feel alright Deidara?"
Nodding Deidara smiled, a tear rolling down his cheek. Sasori blinked, stunned. What was wrong? Crap. He'd hurt him, hadn't he?
"Deidara? What's-" "Thank you Danna... So much, un.." Sasori was stunned, especially when he felt himself tugged down slightly into a tight hug, Deidara's head buried in his neck. Blinking, he looked down, blushing lightly himself before wrapping his arms around Deidara's slim waist.
"It's okay... Happy Birthday Deidara..."
"A mission." The room was silent and solemn, everyone looking down. All members of Akatsuki were present, all but the one they were talking about. "He's too young, he can't," Konan spoke softly. Pein shook his head. "He's going to grow up some time, and we didn't bring him here to raise a baby, we brought him here to raise a killer," Pein spoke. "The fucker's not ready yet, he fucking fainted when he saw my ritual, he can't handle the blood," Hidan said, chin in hand, looking sceptically at his leader. "He'll deal with it," Pein said solemnly.
Sasori didn't like this, keeping silent he stared at his hands. "We can't have Sasori going alone on simple missions, and this is the perfect one to start the boy off," Pein continued. "But an assassination's a bit much to start him off with," Kisame said softly. Pein slammed his hands down onto the circular table they were all sitting around. "I said he's going off on a mission and that's final, he's come of age, it's time you lot stopped babying him!" Pein growled before turning to Sasori who was staring down, head downcast. "Any further objections?" Pein growled before turning, rounding on the red head. "Sasori?"
The red head looked up, face unemotional, but eyes betraying his true feelings, worry, sadness, guilt and a small hint of fear. But not for himself.
"Understood, I'll have Deidara ready to leave on our mission tomorrow morning."
I felt bad when writing this chapter towardsat theend. Ah, poor Deidara, a nice happy home and all of a sudden he's brought into the shock reality of being an S Class Criminal. How will he react? How will Sasori act on his first mission with his partner since Orochimaru? Is there perhaps some feelings brewing that may stop him from acting normally on a mission? And above all, WHY AM I ASKING THESE POINTLESS QUESTIONS!? You'll find out soon... Until then, later!