Deidara smiled as wandered around in the castles garden. The sun was about to set and he loved climbing onto the walls and seeing the colors dance off the fields and kingdom. Sasori had sent him out to get an herb for a poison, but he didn't seem like he needed it right away, so he had a few minutes to spare. The herb house was farther away from where he was heading, but it was worth it.

Looking around himself, he checked if any guards were present, or looking in his direction. He grinned when he saw none and he stealthily moved into the flower bushes to go to the wall. It was over ten feet tall and a long climb, but the vines that had been there for years had used as a very good leverage. Gripping a large, but sturdy one, he began to climb, his feet knowing the motions to take so he had his footing.

Every few seconds he would look over his shoulder to see if anyone had spotted him yet, since it did look like he was trying to escape. Sticking out his tongue, he reached for a taller vine with his right hand; this one was always they hardest to get. He stood on his toes and gripped the vine in his other hand tighter. He grinned in triumph when he got it, but he didn't understand what he was hearing.

It sounded like something was ripping. Looking over to his other hand he paled as it began to break. He couldn't grab onto another vine fast enough as it broke and he fell backward. He knew that the fall would hurt, since he was about nine feat up and he closed his eyes. His fall was cut short when he was caught by something, hearing a grunt.

"God, brat, you grew." opening his eyes, he blushed as he saw who caught him. Sasori stared down at him, an annoyed glare on his face. He sighed and let the blond onto his feet, "You were supposed to be getting an herb, not climbing like a crazy peasant, brat." Deidara looked down embarrassed, "I wanted to see the sunset. It's... pretty, un."

Sasori scoffed and looked up at the castle, "You have a good view of the sunset from my window, you could watch it from there and not climb the wall." Deidara frowned and looked at the wall he had just climbed, it's shadow covering him and Sasori. "I like to see it from that view, un." Sasori just scoffed and also looked at the wall.

"The view is the same, brat. Now, come on, I want to get that herb and be done with this." Deidara nodded and followed his Danna, slightly disappointed. The sunsets in the summer were gorgeous and he loved seeing all of them. After about five minutes they arrived at the herb house and Deidara opened the door for the prince.

"Ah, your highness!" Deidara looked up to see a man in his working clothes bowing down to Sasori then getting back up, "I have gotten the herb you have been wanting for the last week now," the worker went through some jars and picked one up, nodding, before going back to the redhead, "This is it! It was rather difficult to get, but-" Sasori just took the jar and left, leaving the worker in mid-sentence.

"Let's go, brat." Deidara nodded and followed his Danna out of the humid house; looking back he saw the worker glare at him and he walked faster. Once they were back in Sasori's room the sunset had passed and Deidara was just looking out the window, seeing the somewhat peaceful night. "Deidara," the nine year-old just looked up, frowning.

"Is there any reason you are crying?" Sasori asked, annoyed. Deidara blinked; he wasn't-... He brought a hand up to his cheeks to feel the salty drops of tears running down his face. "I-I don't know, un." he really didn't. All he knew was that he was watching the night go by and nothing more. "Well, keep it down, I'm busy." he didn't even know he was making noise.

He began to wonder why he had been crying and that's when it hit him. It was the seventh night. He remembered crying himself to sleep on all of the seventh nights and he guessed that maybe that was just happening now. Wiping any remaining tears left, he stood up. "You shouldn't leave." Sasori said, not looking up from his paper, still writing on it.

"W-why not, un? I have to go to bed." the redhead stood up and looked down at the blond. "It's late." Deidara blinked when he saw Sasori going to his dresser to change, "I have some spare clothes you can use for the night, but I want them back in the morning." Deidara blinked, "I'm sleeping here, un?" the redhead just nodded and threw the servant some of his clothes.

"Hurry up and get dressed." he said with a yawn, taking off his shirt. Deidara quickly turned away from his Danna, blushing. He took off his rags and put on the silk sleeping shirt. It was something he never thought he was going to ever wear, since it was too rich for even some nobles. He smiled and rubbed it against his face. It really was nice.

Quickly slipping his pants off, he changed into the sleeping kind; the ends of the pants and sleeves were past his hands and feet, and both garments were rather baggy. "Where am I going to sleep, un?" he asked, still looking down. "Where do you think?" Sasori asked, stretching and getting into his bed. Deidara blinked and lied down on the floor.

"God you're a fool." Sasori stood up and picked the blond up by his arm; Deidara began to protest, but stopped when Sasori pointed to the bed, "You'll be sleeping in there, since it'll be cold tonight and I don't want you being sick and not being able to work." "B-b-but I can't, un!" he said in protest, only to get a scoff, "It's not like you haven't slept in this bed before, brat."

Deidara frowned. That was true since he had slept in it once when he was tired and the other time when Sasori had saved him. "... Okay, un..." sighing in defeat he climbed into the warm blankets and his eyes fluttered. It was like sleeping on a cloud, but ten times better. Deidara saw Sasori blow out all the lit candles in the room and then heard the redhead's footsteps.

The bed shifted as Sasori got in, "Stay on your side of the bed. Goodnight." "G-goodnight, un." Deidara closed his eyes and let his dreams take him away...
He was running. Heart beating faster than ever before. His feet hurt from running so much, but he had no intention on stopping whatsoever. He could hear them laughing and could practically feel their hands all over his body. He willed his body to move faster, but it was too late. They pulled him back by his hair and he fell to the ground with a thump.

No faces could be seen, for there was no light to illuminate them, but he was bright and easy to find. They laughed at his scared face and he bit his lip as they began to hit him. He felt kicks, fists, slaps, all that you can imagine. He cried as the hits got harder and harder. It hurt so bad...

Sasori blinked his eyes open. Why did I wake up? It was still night time and he wasn't thirsty or had to use the bathroom. There was a small whimper and he blinked, before it turned into a cry. Sitting up, he looked at the blond beside him, flinching with tears running down his face.

He felt his clothes being removed and he felt as though he couldn't breathe at all. He felt claws rake across his now bare chest and he cried out again. He felt them biting his neck and arms, this time drawing blood. All together, it all stopped. He blinked and tried to sit up, only to be bound by ropes. Soon he felt one of them on top of him and more pain came.

Deidara began thrashing around this time, screaming. Sasori quickly brought the blond over to him and held him. He was crying and Sasori guessed that he was having some sort of nightmare, "Ssh ssh." he kept on shushing him and gently rubbing his head. Deidara had stopped thrashing around, but he hand't stopped crying.

Sasori continued to hold the crying blond, till he fell back into a peaceful slumber, tears still on his face. Deidara was still sniffling and his eyes opened. He felt warm and he snuggled closer to it. It felt nice. The hand on his head continued to stroke his hair, lulling him to sleep.

-Meow-

In the morning Sasori had gotten out of bed before Deidara had even woken up and had got dressed. His night shirt needed to be washed now since it had been soaked in tears. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the blond's sad face, tears staining it. He had cried almost the whole night. Sasori looked at the sun, as it began to rise a little higher, meaning that it would be breakfast soon.

Walking over to the bed, he shook the blond's shoulder gently and his eyes opened slowly. His eyes were bloodshot from crying and he looked up at his Danna with tired eyes. "We have to go to breakfast right now. We have guests over today." Deidara didn't understand the words, all he knew was that the blankets were off of him and he was pulled into a sitting position.

"You can wear your clothes from yesterday." Deidara just nodded and stood up with shaky feet. It felt as though everything in the nightmare was real and he was feeling the effects. He knew it was in his head, but it all felt so real. He wobbled over to his clothes and and picked them up. Taking off his borrowed shirt, he began to put his on only to be stopped by a hand.

It travelled down his back and there was a sigh, "I could've helped you with this." Deidara frowned and shook his head, "No, you shouldn't at all, un." he quickly changed and faced his Danna. "Who're you having breakfast with, un?" Deidara asked, rubbing his sore eyes; Sasori sighed and looked at the blond with a sad gaze, "The Haruno family."

Deidara's eyes widened and he gulped. He didn't like that family one bit. One time he was walking behind Sasori and Sakura's father glared at him and spat in his direction. Of course he never got in trouble but it was still unsettling to the blond. Her mother had gotten drunk one time and she had thrown her glass at Deidara.

Sakura, or course, had always done things on "accident", like tripping him, making him drop plates he had been carrying; or one of the obvious ones telling the guards that he had called her vulgar words and cry and he'd be taken away, of course Sasori was there to stop it and he would try and tell Sakura to stop faking, but she always claimed not to.

Once they were on the first floor where the main dining hall was, they entered. "Sasori," Deidara looked around his Danna to see the pinkette curtsying and smiling in her pink dress. "I'm glad you invited us over for breakfast, Sasori." the redhead just sighed and walked over to his seat, Deidara running forward and pulling the chair out for the redhead to sit in.

"You can thank my father for that. He's the one who invited your family." Sakura's smile dropped slightly, but it stayed up. "Well, we're here now." Soon food came and they began to eat. Deidara tried to silence his stomach as he smelled the delicious food. "Bah!" the king pushed his plate away and glared at his food, "Dia made better food then this, but she had to die."

Deidara looked up, shocked. The king had just mentioned his dead mother's name. "Who?" Sakura's father asked, looking down at his food as well. "Oh, the old chef. She died from this little brat." Deidara blinked and looked around as they whole table minus Sasori was looking at him. "How?" this time the mother asked, "Like I said, died giving birth. Her husband died in the war; a good knight, but not good enough to keep alive."

Deidara looked at the prince confused, who was avoiding his look. His father was a knight? His mother had died from him somehow and it was his fault. What else didn't he know. "She would have died quicker if Sasori hadn't found her. He was wandering around and he had stumbled upon the chef and had gotten help," the king chuckled.

"Sasori should have known better than to help someone who was going to die soon anyway. Maybe if he hadn't helped her the brat wouldn't be here right now?" Deidara was so confused as he heard everything. Sasori had helped his mother? "I'm done with my breakfast, I'l be in my room." "B-but, Sasori! We were supposed to go horse back riding today!"

The redhead just shrugged, "I never agreed to anything like that," he walked out of the room, his father just sighing. Deidara followed his Danna and gazed up at him. He wanted to ask dearly about what he had done, but he chose not to, knowing that Sasori probably wouldn't want to talk about it.

Two days ago was my dad's B-day so we went out and he bought me something awesome! My flute kept on breaking since it's a beginners flute (It's broken 3 times this month) and so we went to go by a new one (preferably Yamaha since my last one was a Jupiter)

We get to the shop and we find an awesome one! I misread the price tag and I thought that the flute was 195 dollars. Turns out it was 1,195 dollars ^_^" We still got it and it's awesome! It plays very well and I can take out these buttons so the holes will be open! He just happens to carry of 1000 dollars in his wallet *shrug* Then he got my POCKEY!

And me and Matt are going out secretly ^w^

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