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Sasori been over to that damn blonde's apartment many times in the past three weeks, and that hasn't done anything! No matter how many times he tells the damn landlord it isn't him, he keeps on saying how multiple residents claimed it was Sasori. He really shouldn't have taken the wrap for it the first time.

It had really fucked him over. What reason did the landlord have not to trust him anyway? It was so frustrating. His stomach growled and he frowned.

With a growl, he opened his refrigerator and looked around for some lunch. He was pissed. He hadn't gotten a good night's sleep in so long… He was started to get bags under his eyes and he couldn't have that. If he went in to collect him money from work, which he often times had to do, they might question him about this. With out a proper REM cycle, his aim could be compromised.

This did not sit well with the redhead. All he needed was something, some little push, some tiny poke to give him a reason to let the blonde have it. His phone started vibrating. He snarled and pulled out the cell phone from his left pocket.

He checked the caller ID before answering.

"Yes sir?" He asked dulling, getting a horrible feeling in his gut.

"Sasori…" The voice of his landlord said over the speaker. "I got more calls today… I just can't be having this… I'm terribly sorry, but I'm going to need you out of there in two weeks."

"You're evicting me?" The redhead growled into the receiver. "You've got to be kidding me. I told you it wasn't me. It's that damn blonde next door."

"I'm sorry Sasori. I've already drawn up the paperwork. It'll be delivered to you later tonight." Dead tone. The redhead snarled and threw the electronic device across the living room. Damn that blonde.

He jumped up and flew out his door.

Screw knocking! He grabbed the handle on the blonde's door and threw it opened. Said blonde jumped up from his couch and held his hands up, saying something stupid, Sasori was sure. He couldn't really tell. His ears were ringing with adrenaline. He was a killer, a murderer, yet he'd never felt a rush like this.

"How many times have I told you to keep it down?' He growled out, voice dripping with poison.

"I dunno, un. Like twice?" Twice? Fucking twice! That was his guess! Oh screw him! Sasori narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth.

"More than that, brat." He snarled viciously. "Remember the first day when I'd said I got blamed for your sex-capades?" He barked. The blonde gave him the affirmative, cheeks a dusty pink. If Sasori wasn't so pissed of he might've appreciated the beauty Deidara could sometimes show.

"Well, even when I went back and said that it was you, the fucking landlord didn't believe me. So, now guess what? Since you can't help but bone one man every bloody night, I was evicted! You damn asshole!" He raged. Honestly, why was he such a whore? Sasori knew that it was a different man every night, for two reasons. One, the voices never matched up, two, there was never any 'I love you's or name referencing. So, Sasori knew that Deidara wasn't making love, but having sex. As there was a unique difference. Even the emotionally inept redhead knew that. Thus, he felt no guilt in referring to the blonde as a slut.

The blonde's face fell and Sasori wanted to smile.

"I-I had no idea! I'm so sorry, Danna!" The redhead scowled, but ignored the name, for the time being, assuming the blonde was using it because he felt guilty. Useless vermin. Humans are useless. Sorry? Sorry was the best he had? Sasori scowled.

"You're sorry? Oh. All better. Thanks Deidara." He rolled his eyes.

"Well… When do you have to move out?"

"Two weeks, the usual."

"Well, until you can find a new place…" Sasori lifted a brow. Until then what? You'll let me stay here? AS if! "You can stay here." Sasori's mouth parted slightly, in surprise.

Wait a minute… This could be the perfect way to get revenge on the blonde! Perfect! He could feel the maniacal, murderous wheels in his head begin to turn. He wasn't planning on actually killing the blonde of course, well, not physical. Perhaps he could find some sort of emotional torment?

"Fine asshole. At least this way I don't have to tell my work that I've switched buildings…" He mumbled. He wouldn't had to tell them anyway, since they deliver his money to a P.O. box, that is, when he doesn't go and pick it up himself.

"Where do you work, Danna?" Apparently the name Danna was going to stay. Work? Perhaps it was a bad idea to mention it. Sasori's eyes gleamed. Nah. Just another way to be an asshole.

"None of your business." He said sharply. The blonde scowled.

"If you're living here I should know more about you." Sasori suppose that was true. But screw him! He was always good at being a dick.

"Fine. My name is Sasori Akasuna, I have an idiot of a neighbor, I have red hair, my parents are dead, and I'm not- I don't have a criminal record." He caught himself. Being a mercenary wasn't exactly pro legal. "And I'll start bringing things over next week." With that, he stormed out.

Fucking idiot blonde! There was no way Sasori was going to allow that damn blonde to have sex that loudly while living with him. One night, he'd tried to come over and yell at the blonde, but the door was, predictably, locked. This way, he could yell at him with ease. His plan was to screw the blonde over in as many ways as possible.

It shouldn't be that difficult. The blonde seemed sporadic and not that secretive. Living with him would be a pain, but ultimately worth it. Sasori just knew he would get something good out of it.

Technically, the redhead was right, but not in the way he thought…


Thank you for reading the next chapter of Sounds Like the Beginning! I wasn't going to write or post this chapter tonight, but AkatsukiMemberWoolfy asked me to, and how could i refuse? It's short, but... Nah, that's all I've got for you. It's short. My apologies! I dunno... Lately I haven't been able to write long chapters! Sorry readers!

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