AUTHOR'S NOTE: Teehee! Update! Yey! I kinda thought that there "love" thing isn't progressing that well... hmmm... this is a yaoi fic, right? Right! So I'm gonna start with the hints, and no, I don't want this to be that corny. :D

DISCLAIMER: I do not own. Not one. And the last part (Though it was another pair), well, I got inspired after reading this story, it was a drabble. (It's in my faves.) And the mission thing was still inspired. (Still in my faves. Multi-chaptered fic, yeah.)

SPECIAL NOTE: Here's that Deidara and Sasori filled chapter! Enjoy! This is a dedication to ArtIsABandXD, because she/he wnats a cool chapter with Deidara and Sasori and other members so yep. Enjoy, love. :)

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Chapter 8

"The Cold"

"Well you can just stick that damn pansy art up your ass, fucker!" A pissed off Hidan yelled as he put his hand down, tempted to grab the scythe that was slung on his back and whip the damn idiot blonde, wait, whip? No, he'd use his rope for that. He'd cut off the freak's hands. Slash the mouths on them. Gauge the eye out. Rip his throat. Slash said throat. And then take his spleen and feed it to Jashin knows what kind of fish! (Kisame, really, but the Kiri-nin might find it offensive.)

The said blonde that was mentally tortured, gruesomely tortured by the horrifying masochist just stuck his tongue out. "Well! If you could keep your damn mouth shut for a damn minute, then maybe we wouldn't have problems, yeah!" He snapped back, and glared at him with his visible eye.

"What? You're blaming me for our problems?!" Hidan growled, and had already taken a firm grip on the edge of his scythe. "If you haven't, and didn't do that fucking damn jutsu, or whatever shit you call that ugly thing that emerges from mud, then maybe we wouldn't be in this damn fucking problem!" It was now quite obvious that Deidara and Hidan did not get along. Not all that well. And having these two in one mission would be… hell.

"Stick that damn pole up your ass, pinky, yeah!" Deidara had crossed the line when he called Hidan 'pinky.' And Hell really broke loose after that, broke loose even more, as Hidan slashed at him with his scythe, his body crouching as he smirked sadistically at Deidara. "Jashin-sama will have your fucking gay soul, pansy!"

Deidara glared. And Hidan glared. And the blonde took his own stance as he opened his palm, two small birds fell to the ground with a hallow thump and with a puff of smoke, the said two its fluttered to life. As the two ran for it, towards each other, and before they could make any good impact, they were both jerked backward, rather roughly.

Deidara fell back to the ground, sliding all the way to the back where his back, which hurt already because of another shinobi (Sasori was just 'fixing' his puppets and it accidentally shot a kunai at Deidara's direction, none the less, it was watered-down, so no poison.) His back hurt even more. Growling, he glared at Sasori who just stood there impassively, his hands laid out as the visible blue lines appeared, tracing his fingers.

Hidan did not have such luck, Deidara probably had less, or Hidan had less, whichever, because Hidan actually felt a rib crack and felt one of his (probably useless) organ dislocate (Possible?). He looked at Kakuzu who shot his arm back in place, and with another fiery, fuchsia-eyed glare, Hidan got up and gave the taller man the finger.

"Would you two damn brats stop it—NOW?!" Kakuzu roared as he walked over to Deidara, and with his height and strength, he grabbed the blonde by the back of his collar, then he walked back to Hidan and did the same. He raised them both up, a smirk evident behind that white cloth that covered his mouth.

Hidan spat. And spat at Kakuzu he did. "Fuck off, Kakuzu."

"What's your problem, yeah?!" Deidara hissed, kicking—and scratching?—at Kakuzu but being the tall man that he is, he wasn't even fazed. The blonde's feeble attempts were…feeble.

He punched the two in the stomach, Deidara having the hard impact because he wasn't immortal, that fact made Sasori smirk slightly, as his partner flew back to the cracked tree for the second time within 5 minutes. Hidan was jabbed, punched, and of course, stabbed as Kakuzu threw him even harder than Deidara, Hidan managed to break three trees in the process as his back collided with a very, very, really, big rock that formed a seemingly small crack in the middle.

If Hidan weren't immortal, then maybe surviving that would've been pretty hard. But he was immortal and he still felt the pain like the damn masochist he is.

Not a moment too soon before he could react, he felt Kakuzu's hand shoot out once more, as tentacles grabbed Hidan by the neck, Deidara wondered how one could do such a thing, but then he looked at his hands and stopped doubting. But he still wonders on how Hidan could survive such heavy… attacks--? —By Kakuzu.

Hidan got pulled closer, he was short, and Kakuzu was tall, taller than most of the Akatsuki, and he pulled Hidan up to face him, and glare at him directly in the eye. The tentacles wrapped itself around the pale-haired nuke-nin's neck, digging in deep as Hidan smirked.

Kakuzu remained silent, but his glare was intensifying. "Fuck you, Kakuzu. Put me down." Hidan said, breathing in as his hand, which still gripped the rope of the scythe, surprisingly, he hadn't let go of it, clutched it tighter then tugged on it.

The tentacles not only wrapped itself around his neck, but some new ones dug into his body, stinging, making Hidan wince in pain as he let go of his most treasured weapon. But that smug, that fucking smug smirk still remained. "Bondage?" Deidara would never, not even once, think Hidan is smart.

Kakuzu glared. And his glare could've burned because Hidan raised his free hand up in defense. And the slaughter of Hidan went on. Making Deidara wonder what Hidan—and Kakuzu—really was, along with his own partner.

-;-

"Hey, Sasori-danna, yeah." When Deidara starts with that sentence, it could only mean he would tease Sasori's art, or he was serious enough to respect the redhead, or he was curious and wanted an answer to his inevitable question. (Inevitably annoying question.)

Turning his head at his blonde partner, Sasori put the needle down as he spread his legs apart, and propped his elbow on his knee, he dropped a few needles in the process, but if he had to, he would throw them all (hundreds of poisoned needles…) at Deidara. With no hassle. With much ease.

He raised a fraction of his eyebrow and that was enough for Deidara to continue. "What are Hidan and Kakuzu, yeah?" And threw the needle he will, because if he answered that question, he would be giving something important away like trash.

If Deidara wanted answers, then he had to earn Sasori's trust. Even if it meant otherwise. And really, if Sasori wants to know something deep about Deidara, he would earn that so called trust from him and vice versa.

"You'd have to find that out for yourself, Deidara." Sasori said dryly as he turned to his needle once more, and then picked up the fallen ones.

Deidara grinned and the grin almost blinded Sasori. "Thanks, danna, yeah!" The blonde beamed; maybe he had a few of Sasori's trust, seeing as the redhead had started calling him by his first name already.

"We're almost at our destination, brat, try not to get lost." Sasori said, Deidara's grin didn't falter as he stood up and jogged in to the forest. They were so close to their destination. And Deidara was so close to answers already.

-;-

Deidara huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, why did the Leader give them such a mission? His first mission and he was failing. He fought with the one element he wasn't ready to face, he fought with ice. He fought with the coldness the wind brought in. And he fought with waist-high snow. Collecting weaponry and some payment was not a very good idea in a place like this. Kumo was cold. Really, really cold.

Deidara wondered why Sasori wasn't shivering. Why his teeth wasn't chattering. He didn't flinch. Kakuzu just gave mild annoyance to the cold as Hidan cussed and cursed and hated the cold white dirt.

Everything Sasori wasn't doing, Deidara was. His teeth chattered and he could barely keep them together, he bit his bottom lip shut, stopping the said teeth from chattering as his arms started to shiver. Oh, the cold was not a good thing for a shinobi that wore an annoyingly black and some tints of red cloak.

They could've bought a jacket! Deidara wasn't expecting it to snow like hell before Winter. It was like what? Autumn. But the leader has said; 'Where the cloak always.' A jacket couldn't have hurt. And man was that Leader smug for tricking him into brining absolutely nothing—clothes—aside from the ones on his back—Deidara grumbled, which ended up to be a squeak because of the cold.

His hair was practically freezing and standing on ends like a Popsicle, along with his whole body. He stopped for a moment, rubbing his hands; good thing the cloak had sleeves. He would've died already.

He breathed, and glared at the visible air in front of him. Hidan snickered on at Deidara, "Ha, you're going to die here in the cold before this fucking mission's over with, huh, pansy?" Deidara mustered the urge to shake his head as roughly as he could and his teeth chattered once more.

"D-Damn you, H-h-Hidan. I-I'm not g-go-gonna d-die…" Deidara said in between chatters.

"You're just going to freeze, brat. Now get going or you'll die frozen." Sasori said dryly, not bothering to spare his partner a glance as he walked on ahead, Kakuzu, tall as he was, could've mocked the height of the snow. Hidan on the other hand, other than cussing and cursing, was practically tripped and falling face-first towards the snow and then sinking. Often times it happened.

If Deidara weren't so cold, he would've been laughing already because Sasori plus waist-high snow is a funny thing to see. Hell, he was taller than the redhead, thus the title, 'Superiority Of A Midget, Redhead Bastard'.

Deidara clasp his hands together, rubbing them to keep warm.

"Kakuzu, can't you fucking do anything?" Hidan snorted, pulling a leg up as he leaped through the snow only to sink. Kakuzu could've grinned there, if the movement was visible enough as Hidan had that eerie feeling he just gave Kakuzu an idea to sadistically torture him.

-;-

Deidara could only grasp the moment within a second because he ducked, and by ducking, he sunk deeper into the snow, his arms on top of his head as he let out a yelp, which was barely audible because suddenly, the wind just blew and the coldness went on.

He looked up just in time to see a large stream of a fireball jutsu, going towards their direction, to Hidan's, unfortunately, Deidara was beside Hidan and he could've gotten burnt if he didn't bother ducking.

Sasori put his fingers on his temples and sighed irritably, a foreign action done by the puppeteer seeing as he doesn't breathe. As the fire ceased, steam erupted from the jutsu. But it had a good effect. Kakuzu's large katon melted the snow, making an easy, snow-less path for them.

But with the heavy snowflakes falling, it won't be long until the ground gets covered again.

Deidara shot back up as he regained his balance; Hidan had slung the scythe off his back as he glared at Kakuzu. It was like a repeat of episode 1 from earlier when Hidan gets jabbed again.

Putting his hand down, Sasori went on ahead. If they were so resourceful, then maybe they can get some sleep for tonight. But as known, Akatsuki rarely sleeps on missions. They don't. But that doesn't mean Deidara doesn't. In fact, its his fault on why they had stopped to rest. Deidara would've frozen from the cold already if they didn't.

But Sasori thoroughly argued that if the blonde sleeps, then chances are, he wouldn't wake up because of the cold. But no, Deidara was very sleepy. And if he wouldn't or if he slept too deep, one of his art would explode beside him and wake him up in a jiffy. Just to assure Sasori that he will be fine.

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Now the only problem was where they would 'camp' out, surely Kakuzu wouldn't sleep, Sasori wouldn't even blink. Hidan and Deidara were probably the liability on this mission, seeing as Deidara was the newest, and Hidan was the second newest.

So basically, the two were the liability for this mission, if Hidan froze, he'd still be alive, but the masochist needed sleep, like everyone, and Deidara can't just keep on popping soldier pills. It'll sooner or later drive him insane, it will, and it wasn't very good for unstable shinobi like him.

Deidara kept rubbing his arms, and for the hundredth time, he thanked Kami that he the Akatsuki cloak had sleeves. Heaving in a sigh, Deidara shivered from the cold and was on the brink of breaking into pieces, literally.

"Can't we find shelter for the night, yeah?" He suggested, looking back and fourth at the two seniors, and not bothering to look at Hidan. Akatsuki do not sleep. Akatsuki do not rest on mission. And Akatsuki certainly do not freeze. But Deidara was a shinobi that makes exemptions. So with him, his Akatsuki partner will rest, the others will follow, and not only will he freeze, but he'll bring them along with him in his cold hell.

"No, brat. We must keep moving." Sasori deadpanned as he looked boredly at Deidara. That same face that seemed to scare himself and others out of their wits.

"But, danna, yeah!" Deidara started to whine. Since when did Shinobi—Akatsuki shinobi, whine? Deidara stopped in his tracks and mumbled something under his breath. "Ok, fine, yeah." He huffed, crossing his arms.

Hidan smirked and then sniggered. Sasori shot a glare towards Hidan then looked back at Sasori, who seemed to have stopped in his tracks. "I saw a cave down below," Sasori said idly, in a monotone as his eyes trailed off from Hidan then to the said direction.

Deidara grinned sheepishly as he rubbed his hands together once more and nodded.

Kakuzu didn't quite get the point, he wanted the money, he wanted his money now, and he wouldn't want to rest. It'll only hinder them.

Sasori seemed to have disappeared from view as they rounded an unsteady corner. Deidara blinked and with just one step, he fell down the steep cliff-like thing made out of snow. He went down, sliding down, that is, and as he was abruptly put into a stop when he felt someone's shoe against his cheek.

Grumbling something in reply, he pushed said shoe out of his face, but the owner of such said shoe had stepped back, probably because the concrete Deidara was laying at wasn't so concrete. Deidara wasn't all that heavy for a shinobi. No, he wasn't. But the impact on his fall made the concrete, seemingly concrete, crack and break.

He fell instantly down to the cold waters as Hidan and Kakuzu took a leap, only to land on top of the water. They were ninja, and as ninja, they learned how to control their chakra and put it on their feet. Too bad Deidara didn't have that much time to do so for he had already fallen in the dark and cold water (of no return. Joke, joke.)

He felt himself get hoisted up by Kakuzu as the older man picked him up by his soaked collar to the safety of Sasori's side. He fell down with another hallow thump as his teeth chattered uncontrollably, his face was drained of all the color possible and his (sparkling) blue eyes seemed dazed and wary. His whole body shivered and it wasn't a good thing.

Deidara had just fallen in very cold water. And he had nothing else to wear. Feeling himself get dragged by the redhead, like a sack of sand or rocks, he was put into the dark shelter of the cave where he immediately took of his wet cloak. "T-t-t-thank you, danna, yeah." Deidara said, as he threw his cloak to the other side, hitting Sasori Square in the face.

He blamed Sasori for his fall. And he blamed Hidan for this mission. If the ancient-nin could've just kept quite along with his partner, they wouldn't have to be battling the damn elements. Or just two of the most annoying elements, the wind and the cold.

"Kakuzu," Sasori said coldly, as cold as the area around them, the taller man crouched low to get inside the cave and had lighted up a small fire for them. Sasori had taken the liberty to sit with Deidara, if Deidara would die, then at least he'll be there to (sadistically) hear the blondes last breath.

"Sleep." The ex-Suna-nin said, in a commanding tone as he spared Deidara a stoic glance. The blonde just shook his head.

"C-C-C-Can't, danna, yeah." Deidara said curtly as he threw all the sense he held and scooted closer towards Sasori, as he expected the redhead would do; the said redhead didn't do it. He didn't push Deidara away. He didn't threaten the blonde to anything. He just left him there.

Deidara snickered rather happily as he slumped towards Sasori, his shoulder leaning against the shorter ninja as he rubbed his arms together once more. He closed his eyes and then yawned, before huffing.

"Heh. Fucker." Hidan said, smiling rather smugly as he picked his scythe up and got out of the cave. "Where the hell are you going, bastard?" Kakuzu sneered, standing up also as they got out of the cave.

"It's been a fucking while for my next ritual."

"We'll scout the area," The green-eyed ninja alerted the other two inside the cave.

"Try not to die until we get back, asshole."

-;-

Deidara slowly closed his eyes, but then snapped them open once more. He wouldn't sleep, really, but Sasori asked him to. And to think he was the one who kept whining earlier before that he wanted to rest.

Sasori shrugged and practically nudged the blonde slightly as Deidara grinned. He leaned closer towards the fire. "Sleep, brat." Sasori deadpanned once more as Deidara shook his head. "You might kill me, yeah."

"I'll put up a mock burial. Don't worry." Sasori said smugly.

"I'll haunt you, yeah"

"I'll kill you again."

"I'll bring you with me, yeah."

"Brat."

"Damn midget."

"Sleep."

"Like I said, danna, you might kill me."

"Mock burial."

"Ok, then, yeah."

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Morning soon came, and Deidara was found under the crook of Sasori's arm. His head resting on the redhead's shoulder as a dry cloth was wrapped around Deidara. That warm cloth was actually Sasori's. And he didn't know what got into him to do such an action. He really didn't know why he let Deidara get so close to him.

Sometimes, one doesn't need to know. And Sasori just wants to shrug it off and be that stoic bastard he really is.

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Next Chapter: Deidara and Sasori... say what? Haha. They just got closer! And what happened to Hidan and Kakuzu? Where'r they? What happened to the scouting? Where exactly is their target? So many questions!

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