*Miyako's POV*
Sasori, Deidara, and I walked through the forrest on the way to some random village where there was some random guy who knew to much and blah blah blah kill him blah blah blah. Typical Akatsuki mission. Anyways Deidara and Sasori were walking side by side and I was slightly behind them. Deidara turned to Sasori with a smirk.
"Sasori no Danna, I do believe we have been presented with an amazing opportunity, un," Deidara said.
"What are you talking about, baka?" Sasori asked.
Deidara looked back at me, still smirking.
"Miyako?" Sasori asked, "What about her?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"She's an artist like us, un, so she can prove who's right once and for all!"
"Hmm, I suppose you're right."
They moved back so they were standing on either side of me. I glanced back and forth between the two of them.
"What?" I asked.
"So, un," Deidara began, "What do you think art is? Something that is in an instant like my clay bombs . . ."
"Or something that lasts like my puppets?"
I thought for a moment. I had never really tried to define art, it was just something I did.
"Umm, well, it's kinda both," I said.
"WHAT?" they both exclaimed.
"Yeah, I mean think about my music. It's art, and it's both instant and forever. Sure, the song, the lyrics, they'll be around for a long time. But actually hearing me sing it, that's in the moment. You can't be listening to me singing all my songs in their entirety all at once and all at the same time at all times, it's a momentary thing. You go to one of my concerts, and it leaves a memory, but you know and maybe even sing the lyrics for a long time."
They stared at me for a moment.
". . . she does have a point . . ." Sasori said.
"Yeah, I never thought of it that way, un," Deidara said.
"So . . . does that mean we're both right?"
"I guess so, un."
We continued walking, Sasori and Deidara glancing awkwardly at each other every minute or so. They were abnormally quiet.
"What's up with you two?" I asked, "You're really quiet all of a sudden."
They looked at me, looked at each other, and shrugged.
"Oh my gosh don't tell me that you guys spent so much time arguing about that art thing that now you have nothing else to talk about."
"Uh . . ."
"Well . . ."
"Oh wow, you guys are pathetic."
"Hmph. If you're so smart, come up with something yourself," Sasori muttered.
"Alright, I will. Hey Deidara, how did you learn how to do the stuff with your clay?"
So we spent the next couple hours walking and talking about Deidara's background and eventually Sasori's background. Turns out both of them learned almost as much about each other as I did. Kinda strange for how long they've been partners. But oh well, at least now they won't be arguing about art all the time!