Okay, I have a many reasons why it took my forever to post this chapter.

First off, I'm failing math with a fucking 65 right now, and I am having to go to tutoring after school every day and early in the morning. And then I'm having some family problems so I had to go to my cousin's house for the past two weeks to live because my mom thought that it'd be a better idea than to stay home where she thinks that I am in "danger." They don't have any Internet on their computer there and my school blocked this site so I had to type this chapter at the Library. I also broke my arm and so I had to type this with one hand and I feel like shit. This past month has been the absolute worst.

Pity meee!! Lol, I'm just kidding. Anyways, enjoy this chapter and please leave me a review. Sorry if it sucks, I had to do it all in about two hours since I typed it in the library.

Deidara POV:

I waked slowly to the wooden door of Tsunade's room, hesitating before warily knocking on the door. I thought to myself about what was so damn intriguing about this psychiatrist. I mean, they all look the same here, right? It's just another psychiatrist dressed in complete white, which, in my point of view, is quite annoying, and their hair is always up in some way or form.

I suddenly heard a stern "Enter," that told me to come in.

Without a second thought, I quickly comply to her command to come into the room and shut the door behind me. She was across the room facing the wall in a chair. I see some blond hair sticking out on the sides a little from the back of it, and she motions her hand for me to sit down in a chair in front of her desk. I sit down quietly, waiting for the woman to finish whatever she was doing. It was probably paperwork of some sort, and she seemed quite busy, with papers piled all over her desk and books stacked on chairs and tables.

I could now see that her blond hair was parted into two small, loose pony-tails. She turned around and set her work down on her desk, adding to the ever-growing piles of paper and then faced me, a perky little smile on her face.

"Ah, hello Deidara."

I'm paying no attention to what she's saying. All I can do is stare at her chest, which was abnormally large. I thought that boobs could only get so large, but I was obviously wrong.

'Daammnn.'I thought, my eyes probably as large as her boobs, 'Get a look at that rack.'

She continues to talk, but I realize that I can't take my eyes off of her massive chest. I think she wore a V-neck shirt on purpose because while she was talking, she would bend down and back up, making them jiggle. What was worse was that she wasn't wearing a bra, so when she did bend down, it revealed just about everything that was to be revealed. I eventually forced my eyes off her chest and into her brown eyes.

"... so to make it short, I just want you to tell me about yourself."

I say nothing, not able to find any words to say. She stood up off her chair and over to me and sighed, "Here, I'll start. I'm Doctor Tsunade and I've been working here at Vanderbilt Psychiatric Hospital for about a year now as a replacement. I enjoy working here very much and seeing children here such as yourself. Now, I'd like to hear something about you."

"... Isn't my life pretty much all written down in that file you were reading just a moment ago, un? Not to be rude, but that was what you were doing just a second ago- reading about my life and judging me."

She sighed, "Wrong answer. Please," she kept her voice the same as it was; calm, "tell me about yourself..."

I still say nothing. She smiles sweetly, "We have all day."

I rolled my eyes in my head and unwillingly speak. "My name is Kanagawa Deidara and I am from Iwagakure."

"Go on..."

"... That's really about it, un."

She jotted something down on a piece of paper on the desk and moved back to me, "So, Deidara, tell me why you think you're here."

Why do I think I'm here? Because every one seems to think that I'm some psychopath or something else within that range.

I answer differently, "Uhm... Because I'm not... normal?"

She jots something else down on the piece of paper and changed the subject, "So, I heard that you where somewhat of a pyromaniac."

A small smirk crosses my face, "... I suppose you could call me that, un."

"So you like fire then?"

"Well, un, it's not really the firethat I like... It's really explosions and such..."

She writes something down again and then turns back to me, "Okay, now I'd like you to tell me about your family life... Do you like your parents?"

Again, I say nothing. I don't want to tell her about my Father and more importantly, I feel that I can'ttell her. It's like something inside of me won't let me speak- my mouth opens but nothing comes out. This feeling makes my stomach churn and makes me feel like throwing up. What I said to Sasori-danna about the past being the past and nothing more was merely a bluff, because right now, it seems like I couldn't even tell her my Father's name nevertheless what the bastard used to do to me on a daily basis.

This time, she said nothing to make me speak. She merely stood there next to her desk, the paper in her hands, with that annoying smile on her face. That smile that every psychiatrist has here that makes you want to slap it right off their face. The smile that was much worse than speaking or telling me to do something, because it just sat there, unmoving on her face, tormenting me and mocking me.

I looked down from her mocking smile and stared at my hands. They were trembling and shaking uncontrollably, and I couldn't make it stop. I looked back up at Doctor Tsunade.

Silence. Complete and utter silence. She said nothing and I said nothing. But she didn't need to speak, her smile said everything, and what made me absolutely mad, was the fact that she knewher smile drove me crazy. How could she not?

To stop myself from losing what of me was sane, I continuously open my mouth to say something, but no words come to mind, so almost immediately I close my mouth again. Instead, I put one of my shaky hands on my arm and dig my nails deep into it and look at my fingerless glove, trying not to lose control.

... Pointless. Actions.

That's all I've ever done my whole life. Father's been trying to tell me. I now know this. I'm the same kid I used to be ten years ago. I can't do anything more but pointless actions... That's what I'm doing now, and that's what I always did- I'm worthless.

"Please, un..." I say, my voice as shaky as my hands, "I really don't want to talk about it... Not now, un..."

She finally said something, but the smile was still there, "Did your father ever-"

"No," I say abruptly and coldly to Tsunade, not looking her in the eyes.

"Your Mother told me that he used to do stuff to you-"

"No! Just shut up!" I yelled, my voice as shaky as my hands.

But despite my yelling, she continued on, as if I said nothing. "What did he do to you, Deidara?"

I made a futile attempt to shut her voice out by covering my ears with my hands.

"Shut. Up." I hissed through clenched teeth.

"What was worse? What hedid, or what your Mother didn'tdo?"

I abruptly stood up from the chair, knocking it over as I did so.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I scream loudly at her. I would continue to speak, but I impulsively put my gloved hand into a fist and hit her desk, knocking off the many piles of paper and onto the floor. I then stomp out of the door, infuriated.

I start my way to my room, but I realize that I have no Earthly clue where the hell I'm going and on top of that my vision is so blurred that I can hardly see straight. All I can do is stumble my way through the hallway and hope that either I find my room or some one finds me. All the while going through the halls, I have what she said to me going in a loop in my head.

"What was worse? What he did, or what your Mother didn't do?"

... Really, to tell you the truth, I don't know what was worse...

Sasori POV:

I'm sitting in chat therapy, they called us in for it after Deidara went to talk to Doctor Tsunade, and for reasons unknown, all I can think about is the said blond boy. All I can do is wonder about what happened in there with Doctor Tsunade. The first time I talked to her, I wanted to beat the living shit out of her. Deidara's only been here for a couple of hours and he already had two psychotic breakdowns that I know of, and to tell you the truth, he seems more unstable than me. He's had two less than me, but of course I've been here a couple more months than him.

Practically every one here in chat therapy is reluctant to talk, including me. Fortunately, it wasn't my turn yet. It was Tobi's turn, who didn't seem able to focus. Not that that was not normal for him, but for some reason he seems to be focused on Dei.

"So, Tobi, how has your day been so far today?" the psychiatrist asked Tobi.

"Great!" he answered happily, "Tobi had the pleasure of being able to meet some one new today! But... He got mad at me. And then Hidan got mad me too... The boy seemed like he would've been nice though. You see, Tobi got his gender confused and so did every one else, so Tobi thinks that he has a reason to be angry."

"Oh, what's his name?"

"Ooh, ooh, Sasori told me that his name was Deidara!" he says a little too gleefully.

The psychiatrist turns to me, "... Where is Deidara, Sasori?"

"Uhm... He was talking to Doctor Tsunade last I heard..." I answered back to her.

"But," she started, "Doctor Tsunade had a meeting ten minutes ago, and she should have dismissed Deidara already, and he should have been led her by a psychiatrist by now..." there was a short pause, "Here, I'll phone her."

I nodded as she picked up the talking device from her shirt and held down button number four, most likely Tsunade.

"Hello, Doctor Tsunade."

There was a short pause.

"Have you released Deidara yet?"

Another short pause.

"Oh, really? Okay... Would you like me to send some one to get him?"

She nodded, "Alright then. Good-bye Doctor Tsunade."

She pressed the button to hang up and clipped it back on her shirt then turned to me, "He left in the middle of their conversation and she said that he was quite upset. She was about to call some one to go get him, but she's be extremely busy. So, Sasori, would you mind trying to find Deidara for me and bring him back here?"

Do I want to? No. Do I have to? More than likely, yes. Oh well, at least it's an excuse to leave this dumb-ass class.

I sigh inwardly, but cover it up with a small, but fake, smile, "Sure."

She nods, "Alright. Go ahead then."

I walk to the door and leave, having no clue where to even start looking for him. I turn to my left, unsure, and the turn to my right. I doubt he's in the art room again. I think that he's smarter than to go back in there... I sure hope he hasn't done something again.

"I guess I'll go to the... Left." I say to myself, turning down the hall.

I walk down the hall silently thinking. I wonder where he would have gone... Or better yet, what she said to make him upset. It's not that hard for her to piss you off, I know that for sure. When Grandma Chiyo dumped me in this place, that was one of the first things they made me do here. Of course, I was already pissed off that she abandoned me like that and the last place I wanted to be was here, so her questioning my past just put the icing on top of the cake. She pushed me to the point that I had an outburst similar to my previous one, except I caused almost as much damage as much as Naruto could do himself.

Speaking of Naruto, I don't know where he is either. Ever since he went ballistic and knocked the shit out of Sasuke, they've kept him out of everything. He wasn't in our chat therapy conversation earlier and I didn't see him at lunch, either. Of course, we had our own fight going on at that time.

Deidara POV:

My vision got so bad that I had to sit down against the wall. Right now it's alright and I can see okay, but I still don't know which way to go. I haven't found any one to help me find my way around this place, so I just decided to wait until some one finds me.

My thoughts are suddenly interrupted by some one's hand touching the back of my shoulder. Turning around, I see a head of short blond hair and two bright blue eyes. A smile graced his features and I realized that he had something on his face that appeared to be whiskers.

"Hey, are you new here?" he asked me.

I didn't know him, and I don't know if danna has ever said anything about him either. "Uhm... Well, I guess you could call me new, un. I..."

"I thought so," he laughed a little, "You look really lost."

I started to get up from the floor and off of the wall, "Yeah," I said scratching the back of my head a little and slightly laughing.

"Say, what's you're name?"

"Oh, I'm Deidara, un."

"Nice to meet you!" he said, taking his hand out to shake mine. I look at his hands for a moment though, almost unsure of what he wanted. I guess I'm not used to much normal human contact, especially since I have mouths on my hands, so shaking hands is something that is almost alien to me.

I shake his hand back with my gloved hand.

He smiled again, "My name's Naruto, by the way."

Naruto? Hmm... Wasn't that the kid that danna and that nurse were talking about before? The one that had an outburst in the art room? The nurse said that he made a big ruckus, but right now he seems completely normal.

"So, where-"

"Deidara!"

The blond boy and I both turned around to the calling voice only to see my danna.

"Oh, Sasori. I was looking for you, actually."

He walked up to us, "Yeah, I was in chat therapy and the nurse talked to Tsunade and she said that you left early from your conversation."

"Yeah..." I said a little nervously.

"So, you've met Naruto?"

Naruto looked at me and then back up at Sasori, "Yeah. I didn't know that Deidara knew you..."

Danna just smiled a little.

"... You seem strangely, dare I say, happy today, Sasori."

His smile instantly turned into a frown, "No. I just came by order to get Deidara... So, let's go. We have to go to chat therapy."

Naruto smiled, "No, that's not it at all. You were smiling."

He blushed a little, "I'm not smiling."

"No, but you were smiling." he said with a wide grin.

"Let's. Just. Go."

I sighed as Sasori and I began to walk forward. Naruto went in front of us and started talking to us walking backwards.

"Yeah, and you're just oh so excited to get to chat therapy why?"

"I'm not. I never said I was... I just don't want to get in trouble is all. If I get in any more trouble I might have to stay here with you freaks longer."

Naruto started to laugh, "Sure, Sasori. Whatever you say."

Sasori pushed Naruto behind him to where he was in front of us.

"Damn right whatever I say." he said under his breath.

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