Saso: Finally feeling better?

Indeed. I hated being sick.

Dei: Haha, who doesn't un?

Freaks.

Dei: Good point un.

Disclaimer?

Dei: Kari-chan doesn't own Naruto or anything else previously owned un!

Saso: So shut your trap if you think she does.

DOMO! XD

Chapter 10: Sasori's Gift

Deidara was following Atisuto out of the mansion. It was odd for the younger. Atisuto didn't live in the mansion, which meant that, for the first time, Deidara would need to sleep out of the home he had always known. Not that it mattered…

"So, what do you like to do Deidara?" asked Atisuto, bringing the young warlock out of his thoughts. "Me? I like a lot of stuff." "Like?" "Well…" this was something Deidara wasn't used to. Ever since his parents had passed, he hadn't really spoken to adults that were interested in him. Raito was only interested in Luke… To be talking to someone that wanted to know HIM… "I like art. Or…I used to…" That was right. Deidara had stopped with his art after his father had died. Why? He didn't even remember anymore.

Giving the boy a confused look, Atisuto walked through the main entrance of the mansion, leading Deidara out into the dark world of the Underworld. "Used to?" he asked. "I mean, I still like it…it's…" Deidara smiled, his eyes dilating and a small clay figurine appearing in his hand, "It's my life un." Atisuto chuckled, "I see. Good. That's something you got from me then. Art is something I take very seriously." With a smile, Deidara looked up at the red moon. He didn't know why, but talking with Atisuto… "What was your mother like?" asked the older male.

Smiling, Deidara replied, "She was always kind and gentle. She treated me like a precious prince…my father was the one that was strict with me, but only with my studies or when it came to training. They both loved me a lot. My mother was loved by everyone…always so nice. I don't think I remember when a time she was truly mad. Heh, though, she hated when me and father would pull pranks on people. I remember we once mad my other grandfather walk into a fountain!" Atisuto laughed. "Yes, you are definitely my grandson. Playful little prankster." He patted Deidara on the head, "I'm glad. I never…heh…the way you look at me…means that in your time I am no longer among the living."

Deidara averted his gaze, "I never knew you. Mother always told me that you had passed before I was born…" Atisuto nodded, "I see. And when you speak of your parents, you use past tense…meaning that they have passed as well." Loneliness surged through Deidara as he nodded. His eyes started to tear up as he thought of his parents, but he held them back. He wouldn't cry. "It's ok to cry Deidara." Deidara looked up at Atisuto in confusion. The elder smiled softly at him, "Your eyes…they went from cocky determination to lonely so quickly…who takes care of you now?"

With a scowl, Deidara kicked at the ground, "My other grandfather…Raito…" "You hold hatred towards him?" "Yeah. He…let's just say that Raito never really sees me. I'm nothing important in his world…all he cares about…is that stupid experiment un…" "Experiment?" Atisuto stopped walking, looking at Deidara oddly. The blonde stopped walking too, turning to his grandfather, "Well…before I was born, Raito thought that my mother wasn't able to bear children un. Since he's such an impatient bastard, he made a kid. Luke. My so called older brother." Deidara looked to the ground, his eyes narrowing, "When my parents found out about me, Raito begged them to take care of Luke anyway un. My father was wary, but my mother took pity on Luke…and that ended up being the death of them both.

"Out of jealousy, Luke killed my mother and father. They always treated me better. I was their flesh and blood…so Luke got mad…" Deidara scowled. That ass. Luke really needed to pay. "He's done more than just that. I can sense it. You hold a deep hatred for Luke…"Atisuto placed a hand on his shoulder. Deidara didn't look up, "I don't like to talk about it un." The silver haired man's brow furred; he tried again, "You can tell me Deidara. It's good to let hostile feelings out."

Not removing his gaze from the spot on the ground, Deidara answered, "I just don't like thinking about rape, do you?"

~Sasori~

A dark aura was coming from the red head. A dark, deadly aura. He stormed down the hall, Raito appearing from the stairs. "Sasori, what is going on?" demanded the old man. "I was just about to find out Raito. I left Deidara here, in this mansion. He's not here anymore. Nor is he with his friends. That only leaves one other thing. Luke." Raito frowned, "Luke wouldn't dare to-" "He killed your son and his wife right in this very place. If he has harmed Deidara, I will personally rip him to shreds Raito." Sasori interrupted, sending a cold glare at Raito.

Raito gulped, "I've never seen you this protective of someone before Sasori." He muttered. Sasori remained silent. Raito found it so very strange. Sasori, the most feared creature that he knew, the one that had watched his own cousin get devoured, the one that killed without mercy, was protective of his grandson. Why? What had caused Sasori to fall so deep? What had changed the red headed devil so much? He knew Deidara was not one to fall so easily either. Deidara hardly let anyone into his heart anymore. For two people, who had locked their hearts away so fully, to open up…what had one of them done? Who had fallen first?

And what would happen now?

Had Luke really harmed Deidara?

Raito didn't think that Luke would kill him. No matter what, he knew that Luke held strong feelings for Deidara. He harmed anyone that brought pain to the younger boy. So why was he being so difficult? Why was Luke being the one to harm his brother himself? Raito shook his head. He just didn't understand it. Luke had been so obedient when he was younger. Why had he changed so much?

Come to think of it, Deidara had become more distant around the time that Luke had become more difficult. When Deidara had turned fourteen…

Raito was brought out of his thought by Sasori stopping in front of the door to Luke's room. Sasori, not being a patient man, kicked the door open and stormed into the room. "LUKE!" Said teen looked up at Sasori, "Yes?" he asked calmly. Sasori glowered at him, "Where's Deidara?" Luke put on a shocked face, "Isn't he in his room?" "Cut the bull shit Luke. Where's Deidara? I know you have something to do with it." Growled Sasori. He didn't want to play games. He wanted his blonde. Now.

Luke smirked, "Don't worry. I didn't hurt him. I just sent him somewhere where he wouldn't be in my way." Raito's eyes widened at the words. Sasori, on the other hand, grabbed the blonde by the collar and slammed him into the wall, "And where, pray tell, would that be?" he asked menacingly. Luke merely smirked and said, "You think that you can have him don't you?" Sasori blinked, not expecting that as an answer. Luke chuckled and continued, "Well, it doesn't matter what you do. I'm one step ahead of you."

Sasori growled. What the hell did that mean?

~The other guys~

Hidan glared down at Abunai. Inside, the albino felt very satisfied. Abunai was clutching his side in pain, blood seeping through his fingers from a very deep gash there. The older male was beaten, half dead. He looked as though he had been through a tornado of swords and had burns everywhere from the lightning. Hidan, gripping said lightning in one hand and his scythe in another, slammed a foot on Abunai's stomach. Abunai cried out in pain, his molecules scattering slightly. He looked up at Hidan and chuckled, "What are you so angry about?" he asked. Hidan's glare darkened, "Well, at the moment? You made a friend of mine cry. That on top of what you've done to me? Fuck off." "And what did I do?" Hidan raised his scythe, "you killed my sister."

He brought the blade down, slicing through Abunai's throat.

Turning, he met the gaze of his friends. After Sasori had left, the other three had decided to leave Abunai to Hidan, knowing full well that the Jashinist had issues with him. He felt grateful to them because of that. He had finally gotten the bastard back… He shook the thoughts out of his head as he walked over to them. "So, I wonder how Sasori and Deidara are doing?" he asked…

~Deidara~

He looked around the sitting room. He smiled at how different things were from the mansion. It was small and cozy, with a fireplace that now had a nice, warm fire burning. Deidara observed the professionally painted portraits on the walls and sculptures on shelves throughout the room with a smile. He liked that Atisuto seemed so…bright. He was open and kind, gentle even. Having only known how Raito was, Deidara was very comfortable with his other grandfather.

"Come. I want you to explain to me what he did to you." Said Atisuto, motioning for Deidara to sit on the couch next to him. Deidara hesitated, but only for a moment. He sat down, shocked at how comfortable the Victorian style couch actually was. He looked at Atisuto who grinned, "I had a little witch that lives next door make it more comfortable. I enjoy lying here on cold nights with a book." He explained. Deidara smiled as a woman walked in. "Atisuto-sama, would you or your guest need some sort of snack?" she asked. Deidara took in her appearance. She wore a red skirt and shirt, her dark hair pulled into a bun. Her onyx eyes seemed serene as she gazed at Deidara with a soft smile.

Atisuto nodded, "Yes please Liza. I am getting the urge for a treat. Deidara? Would you like something?" "Uh, sure. Anything is fine." Replied the blonde. The woman, Liza, bowed slightly before walking out of the room. "Very kind little demon she is. Always knows when I'm hungry." Commented Atisuto, making his grandson laugh. He smiled before a calm demeanor came over him.

"Tell me." He demanded. Deidara frowned. He never liked speaking of that incident; he avoided even thinking about it most of the time. But…maybe he should talk about it. It was so easy to speak his mind around Atisuto; the elder seemed to understand him similar to how Sasori did…but he didn't plan on telling Sasori; it would infuriate him and that was something Deidara didn't want.

Taking a deep breath to collect his thoughts, Deidara looked at the fire, letting the words flow from his mouth. "I was fourteen un. Two years had passed since my father had been found dead in his office…and I was out in the garden, just looking around…"

~three years ago~

Deidara smiled as the sun shone down on him. It was on days like this that the young blonde felt happiest. He felt like all of his misery melted away as he stood out there in the sun. The young fourteen year old sat in the grass, though his grandfather would probably scold him for it later, and pulled out a spell book that he had taken from his grandfather's library (he'll most likely get a scolding for that too).

The young blonde looked up as he heard footsteps; his eyes met those of his older brother. "Oh, hey Luke." He said plainly as he turned his attention back to the spell book. Luke smiled at him as he usually did. "Hey Otouto. You know grandfather will yell at you for taking his spell book. It's against the rules." Deidara rolled his eyes, "I don't get why you wanna take over after gramps un. You're such a damn goody goody. You should do something more kind or something. I think that's why dad wanted ME to take over you know?"

At the mention of their father, Luke's smile fell, and his face took on an emotionless look. Deidara, too into his spell book, didn't notice. "Hey…Otouto?" the blonde looked up, "Do you…hate me?" he asked. Deidara looked up at the sky. "Well…you're not my favorite person in the world…but no. I don't hate you." "Good…because you're really important to me…you know that don't you?" Deidara shrugged, "You're my brother. I kinda guessed that." He replied. Luke moved so that he was sitting in front of Deidara, "But do you know how important?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

A chill went down the younger boy's spine when the words reached his ears. "Doesn't matter though right?" he asked warily, "Because Gramps will always see you…for him I don't exist un." Luke frowned, "Oh, don't feel like that Deidara." He comforted, pulling Deidara into a hug, "You exist. And you're existence is very important." Deidara was suddenly pulled into a kiss, causing him to panic. What was Luke doing?

He struggled, trying to pull away, but Luke grabbed him and pinned him to the ground. "What's the matter Otouto?" he asked before kissing Deidara again. Deidara tried to kick at him, "LUKE! GET OFF!" he demanded. "Now why would I do that?" whispered Luke as he moved to unbutton Deidara's pants. Terror surged through the younger as he began to struggle once more. "LUKE! PLEASE!" he shrieked, hoping that someone would hear.

Unfortunately…no one did…and Deidara cries of pain and for help were lost to the wind…

~Back in the present~

"The worst part was that I couldn't even tell gramps what had happened. He'd never believe me un…" Deidara now sat with his head resting on his knees and arms wrapped around said legs. He stared at the floor blankly, trying to make the memories from that day fade away again. He jumped as a hand was placed on his shoulder and turned. Atisuto pulled him into a hug, holding his grandson tight. "How terrible. I'm so sorry I couldn't help…"

Deidara felt tears stinging his eyes as Atisuto pulled away, "It's not your fault." He muttered, "Even if you wanted to you couldn't have been there." Liza came back into the room, a tray of tea and pastries in her hands, "Here you are. Oh…are you all right lad?" she asked kindly as she placed a hand on Deidara's shoulder. Deidara couldn't help but smile, "Yea, I'm all right. Thank you for worrying un." Liza smiled softly at him, "Of course. I don't think someone as lively as Atisuto-sama should be so full of pain." She said while placing a hand on the young blonde's cheek before turning and placing the tray on the table in front of them. "If you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask." And with that she left the room.

Deidara smiled, "She's very kind." He said. Atisuto nodded, "Yes. That is why I let her stay. She was a homeless young lass…" Deidara turned to Atisuto, seeing the older man deep in thought. "Hey, Atisuto-san?" he asked, the older man turning to him, "Where can I find ingredients for a spell?"

"Hmm…well, like I said earlier, I live next door to a young witch…younger than you actually. She may have some ingredients." Atisuto poured Deidara a cup of tea, "Here, it'll calm your nerves." Deidara smiled as he took the cup. He took a sip, "Hmm. Bitter un." he stated. Atisuto chuckled, "Sugar? I, for one, like bitter tea, but I see Liza knew you wouldn't." Atisuto raised a small bowl of sugar and Deidara laughed before taking it. He relaxed into the chair, feeling more at home than he had in a long while.

"So what would you need?" came Atisuto's voice. "It's not much. I just need a certain type of dragon blood. If I can get that, I'll be able to pin point the exact location of the book." Explained Deidara as he finished adding sugar and took another sip of his tea. He smiled as the warm liquid relaxed him.

Atisuto smiled as he watched his grandson. He thought a moment, remembering that Deidara had known Sasori. But how? And what was Sasori like? "Deidara?" he asked and the blonde looked up, "What about Sasori? What is he like? How do you know him?" Deidara blinked before taking another sip of his tea, deep in thought. "I…I can't. I'm sorry. It's too risky…" Atisuto smiled, "I understand. I was merely curious. Well, are you done with your tea? If so, we can go and ask my neighbor-"

"Ati-san?" both males turned to see little Sasori walk into the room. He had a backpack on his back this time. "Yes Sasori?" asked Atisuto. Sasori looked at Deidara, "Oh, you're here too? Hi Deidara-san!" he said with a cute smile. Deidara couldn't help but smile back. Sasori….he could always make him feel better. "Hey Sasori. How are you?" he asked gently. Sasori went over and sat in between them, "I'm fine. Ati-san…I found a weird book…" "Let me see."

Sasori pulled a book from his bag. Immediately recognizing it, Deidara's eyes widened in shock. "It had a cool title so I took it from school…but I don't understand what it says…" Atisuto took the book, "The Black Dragon?" he muttered in question. Deidara grinned, "The Black Dragon Spells!" Atisuto's eyes widened in shock. "Where did you get this Sasori?" Sasori kicked his feet a bit, "Well…I got it at school…but…I heard when Deidara-san said he needed it to get home, so I asked my warlock friend, Raito, if he knew what it was…"

Laughing, Deidara thought of the irony. Indirectly, Raito had just helped him, something he hadn't done in a long while. "Sasori…thank you so much!" he said as he pulled the small red head into a hug. Sasori giggled, "You're very welcome Deidara-san! I think someone misses you a lot in your home. I know I'd miss Ati-san if anything happened to him!" Deidara smiled widely as he looked at Sasori. Missed him…if Sasori came back…

"I need to go." Deidara suddenly stated. "So soon?" asked Atisuto. Deidara nodded, "I need to go make sure the people I care about are safe…Sasori..." "Hmm?" "Take care of yourself ok?" Sasori nodded, "You too." He said, worry flashing through his eyes. "Sasori?" "Please…be careful with your enemy Deidara-san…" Deidara's eyes widened. "He…will do what you least expect." Deidara stood in shock for a moment, "I…I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for the warning Sasori…Atisuto…Grandfather…"

Deidara jumped as he was pulled into a hug. "Take care Deidara. I know that I'm watching over you…do you? And please…Sasori seems to have had a premonition. Keep it in mind…it will help you." Deidara felt tears welling up in his eyes as he pulled away from Atisuto, "R-right. I will. Good bye…and thank you…for listening." Deidara smiled and opened the book, flipping through the pages quickly. He stopped suddenly and his eyes started to dilate. He took one last look at Sasori and Atisuto, meeting a soft smile.

A single tear fell as Deidara vanished.

Atisuto felt worried. But as he looked at Sasori, it vanished, "Well little one, let's take you home." Sasori nodded, "Ok Ati-san." Atisuto thought as he watched Sasori walk ahead. He knows Sasori, and fairly well by how gentle he spoke with him. I don't think I have anything to worry about. Sasori can handle it when he's older…

(A/n) I KNOW I KNOW! DON'T KILL ME I'LL SICK SASORI AND DEIDARA ON YOU!

Dei: She will too un.

I was so busy with school work…but I finally got this done! Next? AKATSUKI'S CHIBIS!

Saso: Heh.

So, R&R, and flames will be used as a toaster.