LOL Lots of dialog this chapter. So go ahead and read!

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Deidara had had a difficult time carrying Sasori back to the car. It felt as though the redhead was being weighed down by lead and his body was heating up at a fast rate. 'This is bad.' He thought. He didn't even know what to do.

The blond placed Sasori in the passenger's seat of Sasori's car and fished the keys from his pocket before going around to the driver's seat and getting in. He was quite glad he'd gotten his driver's license a long time ago, before he was turned.

While he drove, Deidara wondered if the wound he'd given Sasuke was enough to kill him. He highly doubted it. It had been enough to scare him off and that's all that really mattered. Unfortunately, it hadn't been soon enough.

For once, Deidara thanked his werewolf blood. Because of it, he hadn't bled to death and he'd healed enough in time to get to Sasori before Sasuke took him away. He hadn't missed a word that Sasuke had said, however. It made him wonder.

The one who'd turned him had never once come to him demanding anything. Hell, he hadn't even seen that werewolf since the day he'd been turned. If what Sasuke had said was true, then why was that?

'Would I really be unable to defy an order issued to me by him?' He wondered and shuddered a bit at the thought. 'All Uchihas are the same.' He thought and snorted. Deidara dragged his thoughts away from that and instead looked over at Sasori who was still passed out. His breathing had become quite labored and his face was red, indicating the temperature of his body.

"Hang in there, Sasori …" Deidara murmured as he turned his gaze back to the road. His only option at this point was to bring Sasori to Pein. He knew for a fact that Sasori was unlikely to just accept this and would fight against it with all his will, as Deidara had done. But the initial bite could kill a person if it wasn't properly treated. Deidara didn't know why. He made a mental note to ask Pein about that later.

Fifteen minutes was all it took to get back home. Deidara had driven way over the speed limit. Ironic, considering the passenger of the car was a cop. Once they pulled into Deidara's driveway, the blond got out and then got Sasori out, carrying him with an arm under his knees and behind his neck.

Thankfully he didn't have to go far. Pein, as if sensing that something was happening, appeared in the doorway to Deidara's house and ran down to him. Deidara completely forgot the fact that he wasn't wearing any clothes as he ran forward to meet the other werewolf.

"What happened?" Pein asked as he came to a stop before Deidara and looked down at Sasori.

"Sasuke happened." Deidara growled. "He bit him …" He murmured. Pein considered his options for only a moment before he reached out and took Sasori from the blond.

"Go get dressed as fast as you can. I know you won't let me take him anywhere without you."

Deidara nodded, too worried to be embarrassed, and ran into his house. He slipped on a loose t-shirt and some jeans before he ran back out. Pein nodded and then turned, running off with a grace Deidara just didn't understand.

The blond followed him, heading deep into the forest. Eventually they came across a large house Deidara had completely failed to notice was there before. It was well hidden so he didn't blame himself. They must have been running for ten minutes, too, so it was pretty far out.

Pein stopped before the door, only slightly out of breath. "The rest of the pack is here." He warned and then motioned for him to open the door. Deidara opened the door for him and followed him inside.

From the inside, the house looked like a cottage. The walls were made of wood as was all the furniture. But that didn't catch Deidara's attention. What did catch his attention was the next person to walk into the room from a door on the other side of the room.

"The Hell, Pein!" Deidara recognized Hidan's voice. "It's the middle of the night! We're all tryin' to sleep and-" His words died when he caught sight of both Deidara and Sasori in Pein's arms.

Pein just nodded at him before turning and walking down a hallway to the right. Deidara followed him, glancing back at Hidan as the silver haired man turned and walked back into the room he'd come out of.

Pein led them into a large room with only a bed in it. Deidara didn't care what type of room it was. His attention was completely focused on Sasori, whose breathing was so ragged that it was hitching and his face was so red that it looked as though it would burst into flames. Even his hands were red.

Pein set him down on the bed and then placed a hand on his forehead, removing it only a second later. "Not good …" he murmured to himself as he left the room. Deidara moved to Sasori's side and touched his forehead, which felt like it was thirty degrees Celsius.

Pein returned a few minutes later with a blue haired woman at his side. The woman looked at Deidara, smiled softly, and then went to examine Sasori. Pein motioned for Deidara to follow and left the room. Deidara hesitated. He didn't want to leave Sasori.

"Go on." The woman said. "I'll take care of him."

Deidara nodded a bit and left the room. He followed Pein into what appeared to be a living room and sat down on one of the two couches in the room. Pein went and sat beside him. Deidara sighed and covered his face with one and.

"He should be okay." Pein said.

"I heard you say 'not good'." Deidara stated flatly.

"Just because things aren't good doesn't mean he won't survive."

Deidara suddenly remembered his question and decided there was no better time to ask it. "Why is it that?" He asked. "Why do some people die because of being bitten."

"It's some complicated procedure with the immune system." Pein replied as if it were an everyday subject. "Basically, the biter it injecting the wolf gene into his victim and the body naturally struggles to reject it. But the wolf gene is like a very bad virus that just doesn't go away and simply multiplies faster than one million per second. And there's only so many cells in the body."

Deidara nodded, only half understanding what he was saying. "So … it's inevitable that he's going to become a werewolf if it doesn't kill him?" He asked, unable to hide the grimness from his voice.

"Unfortunately for him." Pein confirmed, staring directly at him. "There is a high chance he won't make it, though." He added.

"What? Why?" Deidara asked quickly, suddenly even more worried.

"After being bitten, a werewolf needs another werewolf nearby to tend to them. He went far too long without that tending to before we finally got to him." Pein said. Deidara nodded again, slowly.

He suddenly remembered how the one who'd turned him had been there for the entire night of his turning. "When will he shift?" Deidara asked, his voice a bit shaky.

"It's different for every werewolf. He might shift tonight, next full moon, or maybe several months or years from now." Pein told him. "But at least you can always prepare for it, because the first shift always only happens on a full moon."

Deidara sighed. Things were not looking good for his redheaded friend. 'I'm sorry, Sasori.' He thought. 'This is my fault.'

'Please don't die.'

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LOL I'll start the next chapter tomorrow. Am WAY too tired. I was surprised I even got this one done! I'll see you all tomorrow!