"So Madara, what's happened after I died, hnn?"

"Well, Sasuke killed Itachi, and found out the truth about the Uchiha clan massacre."

"What do you mean, 'the truth', hnn?"

"That's right, Itachi never told any of you..."

-Madara goes into that mode that only people over 60 can do and tells Deidara the story of the massacre and the Uchiha clan, somehow making the whole thing sound really boring, finally stops when he notices Deidara is sleeping and all his mouths are drooling.-

"DEIDARA."

"HUH, HNN?" -He woke up from a dream about Tobi's face being nothing but a bottomless black pit, and he fell in.-

"Were you paying attention?"

"Uh, yeah, hnn."

"Then, tell me my brother's name."

"... I wasn't paying attention, hnn."

-Madara proceeds to smack Deidara, which I notice.-

"Hey, what's going on over here? I swear, if you're trying to kill him..."

"I'm not. He's just being an idiot and not paying attention to what I was trying to tell him."

"It's not my fault you're a boring old man, hnn."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

-I pull them apart, and sit them on the couch with me in the middle.-

"So Chelsea, hnn, when are we going to the store for my clay, hnn?"

"Well, not today, it's Sunday so the crafts store is closed. We can probably go tomorrow."

"Great, hnn."

"Wait, he gets clay that he can BLOW UP, but I can't have kunai?"

"The rules are the same for weapons, don't worry."

"But it's art, hnn."

"And it's still dangerous, sorry."

"How am I supposed to feel art if it can only happen at certain times, hnn?"

"If it's at certain times, that just makes it more special than before."

"Oh, I guess, hnn."

-Madara smirks because I just tricked Deidara into agreeing with me.-

"So what were you telling Deidara that he stopped paying attention Madara?"

"I was telling him the story of the Uchiha clan, and the truth of the clan massacre."

-At 'story', I knew it wasn't his fault. Madara has the tendency to take forever on something. An example is that he takes about 45 minutes in the bathhroom.-

"Oh, I see."

"I still plead innocent, hnn."

"I have a story Deidara, I think you'll find it funny."

"Just PLEASE keep it short, hnn."

"Alright. I think Madara has a crush on me."

"Really, hnn?"

"Yeah, he's hugged me before, and left me some really cute dol-"

-Madara gags me, ties my hands together, and locks me in my bedroom. Man, maybe I'm the one getting abused... JK!-

"So, do you really like her, hnn? It doesn't matter to me, hnn."

"I do have a fondness of her." -Trying to sound tough? Your cover's broken Mada-kun!-

"Seriously, if you do, tell me, hnn. This way I don't think bad things if I see you hugging her or something, hnn."

"Alright. I like her."

"That's probably a good thing, hnn. Everyone needs someone EVENTUALLY, hnn."

"If you tell anyone I'll kill you, regardless of Den rules or what Chelsea says."

"Whoah, cool down, hnn. Anyways, do you like her, or maybe a little more than that, hnn? Again, this is so I don't assume things if I see something, hnn."

"I've hugged her twice. That's it. You won't SEE anything, you pervert."

"I am not a pervert, hnn. That's just offensive, hnn." -Smirks-

-Madara hops off the couch and walks away-

So, after I managed to untie myself and get out of my room, I went to the living room to over see the damage. Not seeing any, I was pleasantly surprised. But, just to make sure it wasn't hidden, I checked under the cushions, behind the furniture, and in the corners. Suddenly, out of the shadows, someone poked me.

"HOLY SHI- ... OH, hey Deidara san... Jeez, you scared me." Catching my breath I stared down at him. Even in full size, I'm slightly taller than him. He's 5'4", I'm 5'5". Madara towers over us all, he's 5'7". I wonder if that's on purpose somehow.

"Madara said he liked you, hnn."

"Then, maybe you're thinking what I'm thinking?" Glancing into his eyes, I knew he was.

"Let's go out and discuss our plan to get him to admit it to your face, hnn."

"I couldn't agree more." With that, we walked out the door with the usual stares of people who either loved or feared Deidara, and went to the cafe because Madara can't stand that place. It's the one place he wouldn't look, he said it was because it was loud and annoying. I ordered cappuccino and we got down to business. About an hour and a half later, we got up and went to check the crafts store just in case it was open, but alas it wasn't. So me and poor clay-deprived Deidei went home, and put our evil scheme into action.

"I wonder where they went..." Stepping into the lviving room, he saw me and Deidara watching SpongeBob. He shuddered and went to his bed. It was a bit early to take a nap, but he had just been meditating, and it really strains on your mind. Getting under the sheets, something crinkled under him. It was a note. Written in Japanese, it was probably from Chelsea who knew his English was h.o.r.r.i.b.l.e..

(Translation)

'I know you like me. And... I have some feelings for you. Meet me at the training ground tonight at 11:30 p.m., I want to get this over with. Thank you.

~Chelsea'

Madara instantly started coming up with reasons why Chelsea would have written this. That pervert Deidara might have pushed her into it for his own sick amusement, but wait... She would have just kicked his ass if he did. Chelsea normally isn't a pushover. If he doesn't go, she'll wait there all night, and in the morning she'll glare at him and make his breakfast bad on purpose. Her type of getback is so annoying... Ugh. He'll just go and get this over with while she's willing to talk about it.

So, at 11:00 p.m., he noticed Chelsea wasn't in the house. She had put a genjutsu on her mother to think she was in her room, sleeping... Damn, she was getting good at that. He might have to watch his back.

AGH, IT'S SO COLD OUT HERE. It's not even mid-way into September and it's freezing! I should have brought a jacket... Oh well, it's 11:28 p.m. right now, Madara should be coming in like, not even a minute. He's usually on time for stuff.

He walked up, and saw her, leaning against the tree she pounded the crap out of a few days ago. Walking until there was about 3 feet of space between them, he stopped at looked at her.

"So, was the note serious? Or are you just messing with my head?" He sounded nervous. It was ok, if he wasn't I would be shocked.

"Yes, I was serious. So, what are we going to do about it? I know that it's driving us both insane, so ignoring it is only going to cause problems." Now I was nervous. This was one of those times where you couldn't predict what he was going to do.

There was silence. I figured nothing was going to happen, so I went in his direction so we could go home, back to WARMTH. I was thinking of another possible plan when Madara gently grabbed me.

"I know what we're going to do about it." The way he said that, it seemed perfect. Like he prepared to say it for hours instead of a few minutes. He pulled me in closer, and kissed my lips.

People say that when you kiss someone you love very much, it's the best thing in the world. They are all completely right.

To his surprise, I pulled away. Wasn't this wrong? He was older than me, and on top of it, I adopted him!

"Is something wrong?" Staring at me, I could tell he was inwardly blaming himself.

"... I'm thinking about if this is ethically correct. I mean, you're older than me, and I adopted you in a way... Something about it just seems wrong." Trying to explain myself so he didn't feel bad. I'm a sucker for when someone feels bad. That often gets used against me. He got an 'Oooohh...' look on his face, then pulled me in again and kept kissing me.

"If this is 'wrong', doesn't that make it more fun?" Suppressing a laugh, he stopped kissing and we walked home.

Once I was alone, Deidara walked up to me.

"So, what happened, hnn?" Now I would tell him the result of our diabolical plot.

"He didn't say it to my face, but he acknowledged it. That's probably as far as I can get." Deidara could tell I was leaving something out, so at the suspicious look, I continued.

"He kissed me." I was probably turning 20 shades of red at the moment, because Deidara smirked.

"So you two were plotting against me, as I feared." Madara just said out of nowhere, making us both jump about 2 feet.

"W-WHOAH, HNN! Where did you come from, hnn?"

"JESUS I'LL NEVER KNOW HOW YOU DO THAT!" Damn. All secrecy blown in a matter of seconds.

"I suppose... I should be pissed because you two planned for that kiss." He trailed off, giving me a chance to respond.

"What? We didn't plan for a kiss, just for you to say you liked me to my face! Which didn't happen, by the way." I was still red, because now HE was smirking too.

"Deidara, leave." This was enough for Deidara to be scared out of his mind, because he left post-haste.

"Now," He said, turning to me.

"No more secret plans. I'm serious." I looked down, I felt both embarrassed and ashamed I planned behind his back.

"I understand."

"Goodnight." He hugged me and went to bed.

JUST FOR CLARIFICATION. Deidara now sleeps in Madara's old Chibi-sized bed. They are now both Chibi for as long as possible indoors because of space issues. Deidara seems to enjoy torturing my siblings as well, especially my sister. His mouths freak her out, and while it's hilarious, it has to stop. So I'm getting him clay A.S.A.P.