It's a strange feeling, literally putting yourself in someone else's shoes. One wouldn't think how attached you get to your body; most think that it's just a body, and your naturally feel comfortable in it. That isn't true. There is a special synchronization that happens between the mind and the body, that is practiced from the moment your mind develops. Only you can be the master of your own body, since only you have been in it since before you were born.

Since I was not in Deidara's body since before I was born, it is expected I had some difficulty moving around. I kept tripping on things, because I would misjudge how long my legs were and where my feet would land, I would reach out for something and find myself missing it because these arms were a bit shorter than my own. I must have been a sight to see for those around me.

Of course, all they saw was a very clumsy Deidara walking around the neighborhood like he had ever been there. But I could tell from the look some of the neighbors that saw me in the area that Deidara had walked down this street many times before.

It wasn't long before the single, dark stone house same into view. It was small; just big enough for a normal sized family. If you just looked at it not knowing a monster lived inside, you would think that a nice family lived there. I did know, however; thus, the sight of it repulsed me.

But now was not the time to get sick or trip all over the place. This was the time to remember all I could about how Deidara acted; specifically people he didn't particularly like, but had to respect. Meaning Itachi, Pein, and Sasori (before that red headed bastard stole Deidara's heart).

He was very sarcastic and stubborn. He always put up some sort of fight when told to do something-what that something was never mattered. And when he wanted something, well, he used his ultimate weapons: seduction, black mail, or bribery, usually the first or the last. Seduction wasn't very hard for him; he already had the body for it. Not to mention those bright azul eyes of his that I loved so much. And his soft blonde hair, and his wonderful personality, and those soft pink lips that moved ever so gracefully every time he spoke a word-

'Woah, okay Tobi, you're getting way off track there!'

Back to my original train of thought. If I wanted to pull off a convincing Deidara and go through with this plan, I had to perfect his ways.

This plan was risky. By putting Deidara's well being as my first priority, the first thing I would need to do is get Mori away from him. And I had a plan that was so stupid and crazy, it just might work.

The door to the cursed home was twenty yards... ten yards... five feet... aaaaand right in front of me. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves- which were on high end at the moment. I knocked on the door, hoping that Mori was home.

There was some scuffing from behind the door, and-with a speed I wasn't certain could be any good for the it-the door was whipped open.

Mori stood there, still wearing his solid black pajamas; a tight shirt with the sleeves cut off and baggy sweat pants that were dangerously low. I gulped and brought my attention back to his face, suppressing my blush. I guess it showed through anyways, because a smirk made its way to his lips.

"Well, well, well. Looks like a sexy little mouse decided to show up at my door. Hmm... what could he possible want? Our meeting isn't until tomorrow. Unless, of course, you were so eager that you just had to give yourself up to me this very instant."

He looked at me with a sultry air around him. My legs were twitching to turn me around and run for it. I had to tough this out though. There was a chance that I wouldn't make it out of this place completely unscathed, but it didn't matter; no matter what happened I was going to get hurt.

I put on my best Deidara act and faced him with a fake confidence.

"In your dreams, yeah. But I would like to come in. There's something I needed to talk to you about, yeah," he pouted before eying me skeptically. After a moment he stepped aside, motioning me in. The set up wasn't really what I expected. It wasn't over the top "horny teenager" decor with posters of heavy metal bands and nearly naked or full out naked girls in strange positions. It wasn't that at all. It was actually pretty normal.

The walls were a light beige color with white trim at the top and bottom. The floor was made up of neatly patterned dark brown and grey stones. There were a couple of house plants here and there, but it was bare besides that. All in all, a cozy-but kind of plain-little house.

Of course, you can never judge a person until you've seen their room. I didn't plan to stay around long enough to see that.

I found the living room quickly, and took a seat on the couch. He sat down on a chair opposite me.

'Let's see, how am I going to say this...'

"So, you sure you're not here 'cause you want what only I can give you?" He flashed that annoying smirk once again, but I ignored it. He had just given me the perfect set up for my plan.

"No, not exactly, yeah. But it does have to do with it..." I was getting more nervous by the second. This had to be convincing, but I couldn't say the wrong thing and screw it up.

He silently urged me to continue.

"It's about our deal. I think I might have an offer that will interest you, yeah. It has to do with Tobi..."

Normal POV

Of course, Mori had known it was a trick from the second Tobi had knocked on the door. No one he knew came to his house; everyone but Deidara and his crew was too afraid of him, and the ones that did come over just barged right in. Especially Deidara.

So when he opened the door to find Deidara standing there, it chocked him a little. Then he remembered looking at the page that had the jutsu Tobi and Deidara had been working on. It was a jutsu that allowed someone to trade bodies with another. He smirked knowingly as he let "Deidara" in. It was obviously Tobi, but no else needed to know that, now did they?

The only thing Mori didn't see coming was the offer that Tobi made to him. It shocked him silent for a few moments. The thought of it was...actually quite impressive. It took a lot of courage and dedication to do something like this for someone else, and it was a lot to give up. Since Tobi was in Deidara's form, to anyone else who didn't see through the trick would just think it was Deidara being cruel and not being loyal to his friend, but again, Mori wasn't someone else, and he did see past the facade to see the sacrifice.

The deal was made within ten minutes, and Tobi left the small house. The last thing he wanted was to revert bodies, and Deidara find himself in Mori's home. That would undoubtedly bring up questions that he really didn't want to answer. So, the first thing he did was find the local art museum. He planed to browse through the halls and enjoy some art while in the body of the world greatest artist, but sadly, he ran out of time.

The dizzy feeling was the same as before, and when he opened his eyes again, he was sitting at a dango bar, a half empty plate in front of him. Tobi laughed a little. That was one way to get him to eat more. Not wanting the food to go to waste, he quickly ate the rest and tossed a quick 'thank you' to the woman serving.

Getting back to Deidara's apartment was a bit of a hassle. One really had to know their way around the city to get anywhere within ten minutes. Unfortunately for Tobi, not only had he not been here that long, he also ad a bad habit of never paying attention to where he was going, and constantly got lost even if he had been to that place more than once. It was sad really. Today was his lucky day though; he found the tall apartment complex on the first try.

The black haired nin darted up the stairs and into their now shared apartment, where they had agreed to meet. Deidara was already there; the art museum was much closer than the dango bar.

"Hey! I see you visited the art museum today, yeah," the blonde was sitting on the couch, a magazine in hand.

"Yup. And you found a way to get me to eat more than 1,000 calories a day."

"Heh heh, pretty smart of me wasn't it, hmm?"

"Anything you do is smart sempai..." Tobi leaned over the back of the couch to kiss Deidara. It was short though, and Tobi pulled away quickly, smiling. "Well, most of the time."

Deidara scoffed and whacked him over the head. "Stupid kohai."

After that, Tobi retired to his room. He was happy and smiling on the outside, but he was going through serious emotional turmoil on the inside.

He was scared. He was about to give up one of the most valuable things a person can have, and to Mori nonetheless. Saying he was scared was a bit of an understatement. He found comfort in the thought that this was for his sempai. He would do anything for his artist, if it meant Deidara could be happier.

The day was done, and Tobi fell asleep clutching that one source of comfort like a life line. Deidara sat on the couch, reading his magazine, unaware of how his life was about to change for the better...

Or worse.