Note: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story, just the idea, and I receive no benefit from writing this story (more like I get a deficit). I hope you enjoy this story!
Quite some time later…
"Konan, do you know if the Iwa's are back from holiday yet?"
"They were on holiday?"
"Yeah, in the Bahamas. Why else did you think the brat wasn't around?"
"His mother told me he'd gone to visit his grandmother."
"Can't be, he doesn't have any grandparents, they're all dead. It's just him and his parents."
"You don't think…"
"No! They can't have!"
"Calm down Sasori. I'll go see what I can find out."
"Hello?"
"Hi! Sorry to bother you, but is Deidara back yet? The teacher assigned him and Sasori a project on discrimination, and he needs this sheet."
"Deidara isn't back yet, but I'll be sure to give this to him. Thank you, good bye."
The blonde woman slammed the door shut, and Konan dejectedly trudged back to her and Sasori's apartment.
"Well?"
"No sign of him. Is mum said he wasn't there."
Sasori slumped back down in his seat, looking like he was about to cry. Of course, he'd felt so bad when it happened to Kabuto, and for it to have most likely happened to Deidara when he could've saved him…That must be hard. She perched on the seat of his chair and softly stroked his silky red hair.
"Don't worry, I'm sure he's okay."
He bit his lip and she sighed, realizing that he didn't believe her. Not that she could blame him, she didn't believe herself either.
"I'm gonna take a shower, could you clean up in here please? And close the doors when it starts raining. There's going to be a big storm tonight."
She didn't bother waiting for an answer. Knowing that he would do as she asked. Hopefully it would distract him for a while, but she knew what he was thinking about and she also knew that he wouldn't be happy until he had Deidara close to him.
The term 'saved by the phone' had never rung so true. The lady looked over at the door, pausing mid-blow, then turned back and spat on him.
"We'll finish this later, you stupid slut!"
He watched the woman left, tears leaking from his eyes.
Monster, look at you, you're pathetic. If only you blew her up, set her on fire, but you can't even do that, you can't lay a finger on this woman you call mother. Because you're weak, you let your emotions get in the way! One day she'll kill you, and it will all be your fault because you didn't kill her first. Because you allowed yourself to love her!
Love. That word, the one the walls detested. When they said love, he thought of death. But this time…He saw Sasori's face. Sasori. What would he think if he found out how weak he was?
Weak…Pathetic…Monster…
Sasori, with his crab-coloured hair and his love of puppetry. Sasori, who kept his favourite work of art in the bathroom. Sasori, who lived five balconies over…Five balconies over!
Deidara shot up, hissing at the pain in his side. He slowly struggled to his feet, valiantly blocking out the protests of the walls as he stumbled over to his door. He peeked out; No one there. His dad wasn't home, and his mum was probably in the kitchen where the phone was. Perfect. Struggling to keep himself upright, he limped over to the balcony door, heaving it open just enough for him to slide out before closing it again. He looked over the edge, then at the divisor.
"Come on Deidara, you can do this, un."
Painfully, he swung his leg around onto the other balcony like he'd seen Sasori do, and pulled himself over. He fell to the floor, landing on his face. Well, he might not be as graceful as Sasori at this, but this meant he could see the red head, so he'd willingly endure the pain.
He'll hate you, you know. He'll see how weak you are and he'll shun you forever, he'll spit on you and despise you!
"I-I don't care, un! I have to see him!"
Thump. That was the second balcony. Sasori's would be the fifth he landed on. The one with the open doors; Sasori always kept those doors open.
Third balcony. But he might have closed them. It was raining heavily, and the wind was beginning to pick up. There was going to be a storm.
You won't make it. You'll fall and die.
"No, I won't, un! I have to see him! Just one more time, I have to see him, un!"
Fourth balcony. The rain dripping from his body was red. He didn't care. It was cold, and wet, but he couldn't feel anything. All he could feel was an overwhelming desire to see his Danna again.
Deidara grabbed hold of the divisor, and his hand slipped. He growled at it, then took hold of it again. Next, he swung his leg over the railing and around, letting out a hiss of pain when it bashed into the railing on the other side. He tried to lift his leg over, but he was so tired, and it hurt so much. After shaking his water-clogged bangs out of his face, he pushed off, bringing his other leg around. It cleared the railing, then there was the black of the sky and his hands had slipped and he wasn't vertical anymore.
"Deidara!"
He was falling and it was cold and wet and he was going to die without seeing his Danna and he was scared and tired and he wanted to scream but nothing came out. And then suddenly, something was wrapped around his waist and he was upright again, his lower body pressed against the railing and his upper body held against something warm. The warmth disappeared and he was pulled over the railing and into the apartment, hearing the click of the doors behind him, and then he was warm again and he saw the source.
"Sasori Danna!"
His Danna was here, he was here with his Danna, and then he was crying and shivering uncontrollably.
"Sh, it's alright, I'm here. What the hell were you doing out on the balconies during this storm?"
"I-I had to see you, un, I had to tell you, I had to-"
He broke off, violently coughing, and Sasori pulled him closer, rocking him back and forth as he stroked his back soothingly.
"It's okay, everything's gonna be fine. Konan!"
"Sasori? What's going on-Holy Shit!"
Fast footsteps approached, then another pair of arms were encircling him, holding him. He flinched away from the contact, burying himself further in Sasori's shirt.
"He came across the balconies, you have to help him!"
"Bring him to the bathroom, then go get some dry clothes for him."
"Konan? I've got the clothes."
"Good. Can you help him into them, please?"
Sasori knelt down next to Deidara, carefully pulling the clothes onto the blonde. He tried to focus his gaze on the boy's face, but he couldn't stop his eyes from drifting down to stare at the bandages covering Deidara's torso, arms, and legs. Red was beginning to seep through already, and he felt anger boil inside him. Anger against whoever did this to the boy. It was completely unfathomable. Sure, the boy could be annoying at times, but he always backed off when asked, and he was never annoying to the point that he'd make people want to injure him so badly. Sometimes he'd piss Sasori off and he'd feel like punching him, but that was out of frustration, and he didn't necessarily want to punch Deidara, just wanted to punch someone. Once he was done dressing the blonde, Konan wrapped multiple blankets around him before shoving his clothes into the laundry basket.
"He's still too cold. Sasori, do we have any more blankets?"
He was about to reply, then someone rang on the door bell. A few seconds later, they rang it again, this time pounding on the door for extra effect. This guest obviously wasn't going to go away.
"You two, stay here. Do not come out until I say so, okay?"
Konan left. And Sasori pulled Deidara into his lap, rocking him like a little child as he eavesdropped on Konan's conversation.
"Hello again Mrs. Iwa, how-Is that blood?"
"I-It was Deidara! He came back and attacked me, then escaped over the balconies! I'm sorry for disturbing you, but I was worried, I thought he might have come here."
"No, he must have gone somewhere else, I'm alone in the apartment."
"Do you mind if we have a look around?"
Shit. That voice. The apartment manager. If he wanted in, he'd get in, and if they found Deidara…No. They wouldn't find Deidara. He'd hide him, somehow,
His eyes landed on Hiruko, and he shuffled closer, opening the hatch. Deidara looked u at the familiar noise (Sasori would often stay in Hiruko while in the apartment).
"D-Danna, un?"
"Sh, brat, it's okay. You have to get in Hiruko."
"N-No, un! It's dark in there, un!"
It was a good thing Deidara's throat was hoarse, otherwise their guests probably would have heard him.
"I was in the shower, I'd much prefer it if you didn't come snooping around."
"Brat. Deidara. I know you don't want to, but you have to. They'll find you if you don't. I'm sorry, if it were up to me you wouldn't have to, but it's the only way."
"Ms. Akasuna, you appear to underestimate how dangerous the situation is. This is a known psychopath we are talking about, God knows what he might try."
"B-But it's dark, and scary, and dark, and it's really dark, un."
"I know, I'm sorry."
"Fine, you can come in, but make it quick. I'm off to visit a dear friend of mine, I have to leave soon."
Deidara whimpered and pressed himself even closer to Sasori, wrapping his legs around the red-heads waist.
"I'm scared."
"It's okay, I am too."
"Where's Sasori?"
"Already left. I stayed back to sort some stuff out, we probably won't be coming back for a while, by the way."
He heard footsteps, and cursing the fact that there was no time left to get Deidara more comfortable with this, he lifted the boy up and stepped into Hiruko, closing the hatch mere seconds before the familiar sound of the bathroom door met his ears. Deidara whimpered quietly, and he pulled him even closer, pressing the blondes face into his chest to try and muffle any noise the boy might make.
"Holy Shit! What the fuck is that thing!"
"Sasori's puppet, Hiruko. Don't fuck with it, he will murder you."
Thank you Konan for making him sound like an insane artist. Then again, technically he was ne, so…A quiet yet ominous noise interrupted his musings, and he unwillingly tensed as he realized it was the sound of someone running their fingers along the puppet shell. Deidara must have sensed this, because he pressed his face into Sasori's neck to silence the whimpers. Sasori shivered at the sensation of the cold skin and the warm breath mingling against is bare skin.
The noise stopped; then he heard the door open and close, and the group was gone. He let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding, absent-mindedly stroking Deidara's hair.
"S-Sasori Danna, un?"
"Yeah?"
"Are they gone?"
"Not yet, Konan'll let us know when they are."
"It's really dark in here, un."
"I know. Just close your eyes and pretend to sleep."
"O-Okay, un."
The blonde yawned, shifting to a more comfortable position in Sasori's lap. He smiled slightly as he also closed his eyes, focusing all his attention on what he could hear. Deidara's quiet breathing, the rain drops on the window, the wind rushing outside, the dripping of the shower, the footsteps in the room-Wait, what?
"Sasori? They're gone now."
Hiruko's latch opened and he blinked at the sudden burst of light, lifting Deidara out of the puppet.
"Aw, you two are so cute together!"
He glared at Konan as he gently set his brat down, cursing the heat flowing to his cheeks.
"Are they gone?"
"For now, but I get the feeling they'll be coming back, and next time they probably won't bother with the pleasantries. Grab what you need, we're leaving."
"Right."
Pulling Deidara along behind him, he rushed to his room, grabbing two bags and filling them with clothes.
"I don't understand, what's happening, un?"
"We're kidnapping you. Here, take this, it's yours now."
Deidara hesitantly took the bag, still looking utterly confused.
"I'll explain later, but right now we've got to go, so just follow me?"
"Okay.
He ran back out into the hallway, Deidara right behind him.
"You two done?"
"Yeah."
"Right, let's go. Deidara, put this hat on."
"Okay."
Konan peered out the door of the apartment, then gestured for them to follow her. They casually slunk down the hallways, ninja creeping their way over to the elevators. Luckily for them, the doors opened straight away! Unluckily, the elevator already had people in it. As in, Deidara's parents and the apartment manager.
"Shit."
"Run for it!"
Konan grabbed Sasori, and Sasori grabbed Deidara, and they ran for the stairs, rushing down them at an alarming rate. They ran down all twelve flights of stairs, out the lobby and into the parking lot. Konan let go of Sasori in order to pull out the keys to the only physical gift of their parents: A sleek, fast black sports car, that unluckily only had two seats. Oh well, looks like Deidara would have to sit on Sasori's lap. Not that Sasori minded, he liked having the brat close to him. Sasori slid into the passenger seat, pulling Deidara along with him, and slammed the door much harder than necessary as Konan revved the engine. They zoomed out of the parking lot just as Deidara's parents and the manager came running outside, and within minutes they were on the highway, racing along at astounding speed.
"Have we lost them, un?"
"Hell yeah. There's no way they're catching up to this baby."
Konan rubbed the steering wheel affectionately as Sasori and Deidara both relaxed, bodies shaking slightly from the adrenaline rush.
"So where are we going?"
"Well, you remember Zetsu, right?"
"God no!"
"Hey, it's either him or Kakuzu. Your choice."
"…Fine. But he better not try eating me again!"
"Don't worry, he's over his cannibalism. Could you call him please? My phone is in my left pocket."
Deidara leaned over and pulled out the phone, silently handing it to Sasori. He thanked the blonde before scrolling down to the bottom of the contacts list and hitting call, placing the phone on speaker as it was immediately answered.
"Hi! Tobi is a good boy!"
"Tobi, get the hell off my phone!"
"But Tobi's a good boy!"
"They're calling me, not you! That wasn't nice! I don't care."
"Zetsu? Why the hell is Tobi answering your phone?"
"Oh, hi Konan. The twat stole it. Borrowed. Stole! We gave it to him! You did, not me!"
"Okay, forget I ever asked."
"We will. Shut up before I medicate your ass the hell. Fine! Bitch. Anyways, Konan. What's up?""
"The sky."
"Hi Sasori. Stinking midget."
"Remember that kid I told you about, Deidara?"
"Yeah. He sounds delicious."
Growl. And glare, even though the phone can't see it.
"Someone's possessive. Shut up. Besides, we're vegetarian now. You are. The medication's right under the sink. … That's better. So Konan, why are you asking?"
"Um, we kinda kidnapped him and got chased out of the apartment complex by his parents and the apartment manager."
"Konan, you naughty girl!"
"Hey, he came crawling over the balconies in the middle of a storm all bloody and bruised, this is a rescue mission!"
"I get it. You can come stay with us, but…There's someone else here."
"Fine by me, Sasori and Deidara can always share a room."
"We're going to hold you to that later. The fine by me part, not the horny teenage boys sharing a room part, I'm not dealing with them fucking non-stop. That's stereotyping. I don't care."
"You do know they're both here and they can both hear you, right?"
"Shit. Your fault. So when will you be arriving?"
"Erm, probably sometime tomorrow evening, since we're going to stop somewhere for the night."
"We'll see you then. Later bitches! That's it! Tobi, get the medication! No!"
"Tobi is a good boy!"
Sasori ended the call and placed the phone in the glove compartment, deliberately not looking at Konan.
"Um…Who was that, un?"
"Zetsu, an old school friend of mine. He'll look after us while we figure out what to do next. Tobi used to go to school with Sasori."
"He's bloody annoying."
"He's not that bad!"
"Yes he is! You never had to put up with him!"
"Zetsu does it every day!"
"Yeah, well Zetsu's insane!"
"Look, I've already told you. Zetsu or Kakuzu, which do you choose? Or we could turn around and go back to the apartment."
"Zetsu."
"Exactly. Now can you help me out, we need to find someplace to stay the night. And skip the first three places, they always check those."
"Right…"
It's done! Yay! I don't really have much of an idea of what to do after this…Oh well. And I'm sorry this took so long, I've had test week and then my laptop stopped working and so I'm on a different computer with a crap keyboard and it won't let me upload the chapters from it so I have to type them up here then upload them on a different computer and it's fucking annoying! But anyhow. I like this chapter a lot, I think I've finally got the voices right. You know, the voices that talk to Deidara.
CLARIFICATION: When Sasori and Deidara are talking in the bathroom, the bold speech is what Sasori hears going on at the door, so it's Konan, Deidara's mum, and the apartment manager talking. Do they even have apartment managers…? And bold is Black Zetsu, and regular text is White Zetsu.
So, yeah. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
