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Sasori couldn't help but stare at Deidara through the art class. The blonde artist was resting his head upon his table sleeping and breathing peacefully. He sighed and went back to work on his puppet. For once he didn't really care nor could concentrate on the work.
Somehow he felt guilt without knowing why. Saosri already knew the blonde good enough to know he wouldn't sleep through a class especially not art if he didn't need. Therefore he made sure that the teacher didn't get anywhere near Deidara. Pein wouldn't be happy if the blonde got into more troubles. The others still claimed that he was the reason for the fight yesterday. Sasori ran a hand through his hair and sighed. All he did was kissing the stupid brat. It wasn't his fault that the other one had reacted like that.
The bell rang and most everybody left the classroom expects himself and the sleeping Deidara. When he was sure no one would disturb them Sasori walked to Deidara and poked him at the shoulder waking him up.
Tired Deidara looked up at him before he startled and jumped backwards onto a table. Rubbing his head he rose quickly. Sasori grabbed his wrist and stopped him from running away. "Listen, brat, we need to talk."
Deidara struggled to get free and Sasori tightened his grip. "No running away before we have talked."
"About what, un?" The blonde no longer tried to get free but he was avoiding his eyes. Sasori sighed. This wasn't going as smooth as he wanted it to be. "Why you don't want to join for example."
"Maybe because I don't want to be around ego centred control freaks, un." Sasori frowned. He should have known the brat would say something like that. "Are there more or can I leave? I don't want to be late for my next lesson, un."
Deidara turned his head to the side looking out the door where another from Akatsuki was waiting to escort him to his next class. The bangs moved slightly and Sasori tightened his grip to make sure he didn't get away.
Still holding him Sasori lifted his blonde bangs wile the blonde stated struggling again. Sasori's brown eyes grew wider. The entire left side of Deidara's face was covered in bruises. "Brat, what."
Deidara lowered his head seeming in shame. "Deidara, who did this to you?" Deidara started trembling as if he was trying not to cry.
Suddenly Deidara jerked away from him and towards the door. Sasori didn't try to follow him. He knew that another was ready outside the door. There was other and more important things for him to do right now.
Sasori grabbed his telephone and waited until he could hear someone answer. "Pein, it's me. We need to talk rightnow. Make sure the others also are there. And don't be late." Before the leader could ask about anything Sasori turned the power off. He hated waiting as much he hated making others wait for him.
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Deidara walked in the baths when he was sure no one else was in there. He had been the last to finish running his laps. This time Kisame hadn't waited for him. Deidara had slowed down when the blue-skinned boy had tried to run with him, and ignored the teacher yelling at him.
Deidara was silent while he stripped off his gym clothes and walked into the shower stalls. The warm water felt good Deidara's bruised skin and wounds. He closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander free. Enjoying his bath where no one would disturb him.
He had to figure out what to say next time he saw the red-headed boy. It would be best to avoid him and the others until things had calmed down. After some time Sasori would forget all about what he had seen. They always did.
He left the shower and tried to get dressed quickly before someone would come to see where he was. He couldn't let anyone see his body as it was right now.
The door opened and Kisame walked in. "I just forgot... Holy shit kiddo, what had happened to you?" Deidara only had his boxers and pants on at the moment. He tried cover his damaged flesh but Kisame had already seen enough.
"Dei?" He asked sounding scared and concerned at the same time.
Not wanting to explain Deidara threw his shirt over his head, grabbed his bag off the bench and quickly fled the room before Kisame could ask anything else. He needed to get away before he was caught.
The world rushed around him in a mixture of colours and sounds and smells as his feet pounded against the floor. He had to get out of there. He had no idea where he was going. It didn't matter as long as he just got away from them all. Not only one but two people had seen the marks his father had left on his body. His father would kill him this time for sure.
Deidara slowed down when he reached the park a few blocks from his own home. He was sweating and breathing hard and his body was begging him to sit down and relax. Even if it was just for a moment.
There weren't many people in the park at this time and Deidara stopped walking- He didn't know how he had made it all the way to here. Hopefully no one had followed him this far. One of the last things he needed was someone that found out where he lived.
Deidara sat down his back against a tree. It wouldn't to rest a little before he headed home. He was already late and maybe a few minutes wouldn't matter.
"You can't fucking stop me, Kuzu. This time it's going to die." Deidara listened. The two boys weren't far away from him. "Calm down, Hidan. If they see you, if they see you they'll throw you out, again."
He looked from his place behind the tree and his eyes grew wide. Not more than a few steps away from him were two Akatsuki members. The pink-eyed Hidan held an axe in his hand swinging it around like a mad. Kakuzu stood a little to the left seeming to ignore the fact that the other one had a weapon in his hands.
"I tell you, this time that tree is going down. It shall no longer make fun of me because it has leafs and I don't. Jashin demands a sacrifice and I follow his words." Now Deidara was sure. Those guys were crazy and dangerous.
Deidara froze when Hidan pointed a finger at him. "It's fucking going down now and no fucking guard can fucking stop me this time." He breathed out when he realised it was the tree and not him they were talking about.
Slowly he climbed backwards. Ha had to get away but moving too fast would let them realise they were not alone.
"Hey Dei-chan. What the fuck are you doing here?" He grabbed the bag, got on his feet and looked at Hidan who still had the axe in his hands. "Sorry, un. I've to go now."
"Guys, don't let him go, leader-sama's order."
He looked over his shoulder and saw Kisame and Itachi walking towards him. His eyes narrowed. "See you on Monday, un." His father would be mad if he was late and he'd wasted enough time already.
As he started running Deidara grabbed something from his bag and started kneading the clay.
Deidara avoided Hidan when he tried to catch him. "Listen, kiddo. We fucking just want to help you. Calm down then we fucking don't have to hurt you more than you already are."
Suddenly Deidara stopped jumping and turned around to face the other boys. "You guys better leave me alone or else you are the ones that will be hurt, un."
"Calm down Deidara, we just need you to calm down and come with us." Deidara took some steps back when Kakuzu tried to get near him. "Fucking way to go, Dei-chan."
"Hn."
"I agree, Itachi. We better end this before someone shows up."
When the clay was ready Deidara smiled tired. "People will come. 'cause I will show you what true art is like, un."
"Not another fucking art freak."
Deidara threw the little clayfigure over to the five boys. "No one have ever seen this before. Be happy that you will be the first to see the effect, un."
For the first time in a long time he smiled when his art exploded. "See you when you get out of hospital next month, un." He started running. It wouldn't be good for him to be around when they started waking up.
Deidara collided hardly into someones chest and pain went through his body. The impact being so rough in fact that he was nearly propelled backwards were it not for two strong arms wrapping around him. Preventing him for falling, pulling him closer. Closer into the warmth.
"Take it easy Deidara. It's not like I want to hurt you."
"Hn."
Deidara began to struggle fiercely in the huger boys arms but the killer grip stopped him from getting away.
"Get off me, un. Get off."
Slowly Deidara felt the grip melt somewhat but he was still held in a death-trap. He made a quick move to slap Kisame but was caught in mid swing.
"Itachi, what shall I do with him?"
"Hn."
"You're right. Sorry kiddo but we don't want attention. I hope you don't hate me for this."
Something hit the back of his head. His vision became blurry and everything went black.
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What will they do to poor Deidara? You'll know in next chapter. Until then see you.