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Chapter 9: Sasori's Wrath
The ride back to base from the Sound Village went a lot smoother than the initial ride to. Daisuke had admitted earlier to Deidara that he loved flying and with his permission, was curled up on the clay bird's head enjoying the scenery. Deidara was concentrating on getting home and Sumiko was next to him, sleeping.
Deidara watched Sumiko. Her hair was truly beautiful in this breeze and whirled around her in an alluring manner. That hair… I wonder how it feels like… Wait a moment… What the hell am I thinking?
Sumiko shifted in her sleep and muttered a little bit. Deidara leaned close to her, trying to catch the words. She rolled again and was right next to Deidara. "Hmm… Sasori… Refrain from killing Deidara-kun… I have not got to kiss him yet…"
Deidara turned red at Sumiko's sleeping words and just noticed a certain fox next to him. "This is why genjutsu needs to be cast whenever she sleeps… She sleep-talks a lot and tends to reveal far more information than a spy ever should."
Deidara raised his eyebrows. "Spy, un? I thought she was an informant for the Akatsuki?"
Daisuke nodded. "She is but do you think her talents were lying dormant while not on an Akatsuki mission? She also had to have a little pocket change in order to live. The Akatsuki pays well, but sometimes, you just have to supplement your income."
Deidara pondered this new development for a reason. "So… Who did she spy for and did she do anything that would incriminate the Akatsuki, un?"
Daisuke knew what Deidara wanted… Damn… He is a lot smarter than Hidan told me he was… "She spied for the Kazekage himself. And no, she did not sell out the Akatsuki. The information she presented would never incriminate the Wind Country or the Akatsuki. You see, Sumiko is very loyal and would never break the ties that she has with others unless they are forcibly broken."
Deidara was troubled. "So… If she won't sever the ties herself, how will she become an Akatsuki member? You have to be a missing nin…, un."
Daisuke's gaze fell upon Sumiko. She was still curled next to Deidara, but her muttering had, to Deidara's joy, ceased. "That I do not know… Sumiko-sama's loyalties are frightening in how loyal she stays and the missions she does, but… Even I do not know the extent of her loyalty, yet alone who she is truly loyal to."
Back at base, Sasori still was not taking the facts about Sumiko's mission well. All he had gotten out of Pain was that she had successfully obtained Orochimaru's ring without Deidara or Daisuke's help and would soon be an Akatsuki member. Upon hearing that, Sasori had pretty much taken up permanent residence at the entrance of the base.
Kisame was walking back from a fishing trip and used a jutsu to enter. Upon entering, he noticed Sasori standing guard. "Sasori-san, your sister will be fine. What is the worst that could happen?"
Sasori looked stoically at the Mist shinobi. "Not much other than the fact that out of all the members to accompany here, Deidara had to."
Kisame roared with laughter. "I never took you as the overprotective brother. Then again, I didn't know about you having a sister until that mission. Don't worry so much. What's the worst that could happen?"
Sasori's gaze resumed its battle with the boulder blocking the base. "Deidara may not get any women cause of his kekkei genkai, but Sumiko will see past that. She may develop feelings for him and based on Deidara's personality, he will most certainly break her heart."
Kisame looked confused. "How the hell do you get that? Deidara may act like a player, but he never would hurt someone, especially your sister."
"Not just that." With that, Sasori glanced at Kisame. "He says that he wants to go out with a bang. He won't hesitate to kill himself in a suicidal explosion just to kill an enemy and engulf himself with his art." Sasori snorts upon thinking about Deidara's art. "If he gets involved with my sister and does that, how am I supposed to pick up the pieces again? She is like a puppet: strong and very resilient, but when something constantly batters you in the same place, you will break down regardless of what you wished otherwise. Sumiko has been hurt many times and such is reflected in how she fights… She is merciless on the battlefield and won't hesitate to do acts that even members of the Akatsuki would find questionable."
Kisame let out a low whistle. "Just out of curiosity, did you ever cause her emotional pain?"
Sasori nodded. "When I left, her face… I wanted to go back immediately to comfort her, but I couldn't. I wrote her a scroll when I became an Akatsuki member and it was from that point on that she had been helping Leader and me with information gathering. She refused to report on sensitive issues with the Wind Country however. She has some loyalty to their Kazekage you see. I just don't want to see her hurt again…"
Kisame nodded and Sasori resumed staring at the boulder. "How long have you been here? I've never known you to be the patient type."
"I've been here since Leader had that communication with Deidara about Sumiko's mission."
Kisame's eyebrows crinkled. "But that was…"
"Yes… Three days ago and if Deidara doesn't get here with my sister unharmed… He will wish he had the pleasure of being one of my puppets, but he simply won't have enough of his body left…"
Kisame excused himself with a grimace and silently wished a certain blonde good luck.
Deidara sneezed and Sumiko muttered a 'bless you'. He turned to see her wide awake and smiling. "Deidara-kun, you look cute when you sneeze."
Deidara turned slightly pink at her statement. "We are almost to base, un. I hope Sasori-danna has a mission or something. I prefer not to die, un."
Sumiko laughed a sound that sent shivers of pleasure down Deidara's spine. "I won't let him kill you." She got close to his face, so close that Deidara could feel her soft breaths upon his face. "I still haven't had the chance to kiss you yet."
Deidara smirked. "What's stopping you, un?"
Sumiko pointed at the fox curled up on the clay bird's head. "Present company."
Deidara rolled his eyes. "If we won't get the chance here, what makes you think we will get the chance to once back at base? In case you forgot, you have a seriously overprotective brother, un."
Sumiko smiled. "Just a feeling I have that Sasori won't be completely murderous towards you."
Deidara still had a nervous look on his face as he steered the clay bird down the base. Using a jutsu, he raised the boulder blocking the base and narrowly avoided a strike from Sasori in his Hiruko's scorpion tail.
"Damn Sasori-danna! I haven't had the chance to say hello, un."
Sasori was about to strike again when he was unceremoniously ripped out of his own puppet by the chakra strings of none other than his twin sister. "Take a load off bro. Seriously, you need to chill. We just got back from a mission and want a little relaxation time before my induction ceremony." Before Sasori could ask, she showed him the pilfered ring.
Sasori nodded slowly as Sumiko retreated inside the base to relax. Sasori's gaze snapped to a cautious Deidara who shuddered. "What the hell did you do to my sister?"
"I dunno what you're talking about Sasori-danna, un!"
Sasori's gaze softened at Deidara. Deidara, however, was backing away uncertain as to Sasori's almost loving look. "No one has been able to get my sister to relax. She has even gone back to talking in that obnoxious informal matter I despise. I don't know what happened, but if you did that to my sister," Sasori paused giving Deidara an appraising look, "I thank you. You did what I or anyone else has been unable to do."
Sasori turned and walked inside the base. Deidara was still sitting on the ground staring at the spot that Sasori had been at moments ago. Daisuke walked next to Deidara and silently nudged him inside. Deidara nodded and turned towards the fox. "What did I do that Sasori's talking about?"
Daisuke gazed up at Deidara's confused features. "You are fixing her shattered heart."
