I've been trying to write Family, but still no progress -_-" I think I can't write, but typing is fine... I'll try that.

"So a-are y-you going?" Hinata asked trying to convince her blond friend.

"I don't know, Hinata, un. I mean I'm not really into going to balls." Deidara answered hoping the violet haired girl would give up on asking him.

"Y-you could take E-Eien w-with you and I heard Tenten w-was bringing her little cousin with her, maybe th-they could d-d-dance?" she suggested, but only got a sigh out of the blond.

"Eien's sick, so I don't think-"

"What a-a-about when y-you and S-sasori went t-t-to that o-one ball?"

Deidara froze. He really didn't like thinking about that night. "That was oaky, but I still can't go... I have to work at the tavern that night, un."

"Th-the tavern i-is closed th-th-that night."

Deidara cursed himself. "Well, I have to-"

"Please!" Hinata pleaded and pleaded until Deidara finally gave in.

"Fine, un, but I will only stay for an hour then I'm going home. Eien has a bed time." A big smile stretched on the violet girls face and she hugged the blond.

"Th-thank you!" Deidara sighed and pushed the girl away from him.

"Your welcome, but I have to head back home now. I only came here to get some groceries and medicine un." Hinata nodded and they said their farewells.

-Thirty minutes ago-

"Eien, I'm going to go to the market to get some milk and bread... I may get some candy when I get back, but we'll see, un." Deidara kissed his son's forehead, who was currently residing in bed, sick. "I'll see if they have any medicine, un. Stay in bed." Eien nodded, but once the blond left, he threw off the covers and went to the drawer that Deidara forbid him to look through.

He opened the first drawer and took out some papers. Some were letter, others pictures. He looked at the letters and decided that he couldn't read it, so he went onto the pictures. Some he didn't care for, or were boring. He looked at a picture of his mum a few years younger, holding a baby in his arms and smiling at the camera. Another of his mum holding a baby in his arms, but this time feeding it with a bottle.

He sighed and wiped some sweat that had started forming on his forehead. Being sick sucked, and his temperature was getting really high. "He began looking at other pictures of a man with red hair and his mum. One was of the blond holding a baby in his arms while the redheaded man had his arms around the blond. When he looked closely he could tell he and the man had similarities.

One big one was their hair, then just the shape of the face. The man's was more sharper, but that was probably due to age, since Eien was only five, his face would be a little chubby. But the one thing they didn't share was their eyes. Not just the color, but the whole sense. He held up a picture of the man holding a baby who looked almost one.

They looked so much alike, but the eyes were so opposite. The baby's were blue and filled with so much emotion and happiness, when the man's were brown and held nothing but emptiness. "Eien, un!" said redhead looked up in fear to see his mum standing in the doorway, fuming. "I told you to stay in bed, un." he looked at the papers scattered all over the bed and sighed.

"Didn't I tell you to not look through my stuff, un?" he walked up to the five year old and took the picture out of his hand; he then proceeded to scoop up the papers all over the bed and put them back in the drawer. "What were you doing looking through all of that, un?" Deidara asked with sad eyes, making Eien look down at the bed, feeling almost betrayed.

"Who was that man in all of those pictures...?" he asked, catching the blond off guard.

"You haven't answered my question, un." Deidara said, trying to keep his guard up.

Eien huffed. "I saw them on the floor that one time and was curious," he said, looking at his mum. Deidara sighed. "Are you going to tell me who that man was?"

Deidara sighed once again. "Why do you want to know who that man 'is', un?" he asked, getting a scoff out of the redhead.

"I'm just curious..." he said looking away from the blond. Deidara sat on the bed, trying to get his son's attention. He took out the picture Eien was previously holding and held it in front of the said redhead.

He pointed to the baby in the picture. "This is you when you were almost one and this," he said, pointing to the man, "is your father, un." Eien stared at the picture, as if anticipating it to do a trick.

"Where's he now?" Deidara froze. He didn't think he'd ask that.

"He had to leave to take care of your great-grandmother; she's been very sick-"

"Why didn't we go with him?"

"He didn't want us to go, it is very dangerous where he was heading, which is why she couldn't come here, un."

Eien sighed. "How long has he been gone?"

Deidara gulped. "Five years."

Eien closed his eyes and pulled his knees to his chest. "Why didn't he ever come back?" he asked, the question muffled by his knees.

"It's been very hard for him to do so... His grandmother is still sick and he can't get back because there has been a money problem with the country-"

"What does that have to do with him not being here?"

Deidara sighed. "Eien, I'm sorry that he isn't here for you-"

"No, he should've been there for us. He left and never came back. You get hurt everyday and he should be there to make sure that nothing like that should happen... I can't protect you, that's why he should. He was never there was he?" he didn't even realize that he was crying by the end of it.

Deidara's eyes widened. Those were some pretty deep words for a five year-old. "I'm sorry you feel that way, Eien, but it wasn't his fault-"

"Yes it is!" the redhead whipped his head around to glare at the blond. "He was never there to help us! He was never there to make sure we were okay and not hurting. No one should get hurt, as much as you do..."

Deidara stared hurt at his son, who was now crying. He pulled the redhead into his lap and hugged him; this was really the only thing he could do lately. "Why can't he help us? Why doesn't he come home? Why do you defend him, when all he did was leave us...?" Deidara honestly didn't know how to answer any of those questions, but he hoped reason would come to his son.

"Eien... he is your father and my husband. He loves us very much. I'm sure- No, I know that he still loves us very much, un. You can't blame everything on him."

Eien sniffled and wiped his nose. "Why not?" he asked looking up at Deidara, who just smiled.

"Because, Eien, I made most of those mistakes. It wasn't your father, it was me-"

"Are you the reason you're getting hurt by Itachi all the time?" he froze, his smile fading.

"I guess I am to blame for that, for not being able to be stronger-"

"What about running away?"

Deidara chuckled. "It wouldn't matter, he'd find us and when he did he'd take you away from me an-"

"So, I'm the reason your hurting?" he asked, hurt, more tears forming in his eyes.

Deidara frowned. "No, you aren't the reason, Eien, but all I know is that we could both easily be separated and I don't want that to happen, un."

Eien looked down again, but snuggled closer to his mum. "Is he coming back?"

Deidara smiled at the change of heart. "Yes, very soon, un."

Eien sniffled. "How do you-"

*Knock Knock*

Deidara's head snapped up and he sighed. "I'll be right back, stay here, un," was all that Deidara said before he got up to get the door, but once he opened it he froze.

"Hello~" Deidara seemed to stay frozen for about five seconds till he was able to come back to his senses.

"Uh, yes?" he asked the scary figure known as Hiruko. "Is there something you need?" he asked quietly.

"Oh, I just wanted to stop by for a few minutes, see how you're doing." Deidara obviously didn't buy it, but raised an eyebrow when he saw another figure run to him.

The man had long spiky hair and yellow eyes; he was wearing a brown robe of some sort and it seemed he wasn't wearing any shows; his skin was also something to marvel, it was a dark but light brown. "Hiruko!" said man turned around to see the taller man.

"What do you want, Sandaime?" the gruff voice asked.

"You shouldn't be here." he looked up at the blond and sighed. "Of all the places!"

Hiruko just scoffed. "Oh, look at you doing all of the master's errands like you were some puppet- Oops, I think I struck a nerve."

"You're a puppet as much as I am," he spat right back.

"Umm, excuse me, but is there anything you two need? If not I'll be going back inside-"

"Oh, I just wanted to see how everything here on Earth was-"

"And I'm here to take this turtle back, because your not supposed to be here." Deidara sighed. They fought like a married couple.

"Mum, who's that?" Deidara turned around to see Eien's head popping out from around the corner.

"It's nothing, Eien, go-"

"Oh, this must be the boy!" Hiruko said in delight. "Come here, boy!" Eien took a shaky step, but one look from Deidara made him stop. "What are you waiting for?" the hunched over man asked.

"You have no right to order him around, Hiruko! He is your superior!" Deidara sighed. "Oh, and my master wanted me to give this to you." Sandaime took out a rolled up piece of paper and gave it to the blond. "Now that that's done, we will be leaving. Goodbye, Master Deidara."

Hiruko scoffed at the third's formalness. "Whatever, let's go then." once they left, Deidara closed the door and walked to his son.

"Who was that, Mum?" he asked looking up at the blond.

Deidara smiled. "Friends of your father, un." he opened the scroll and began to read.

Dear Deidara,

I hope Sandaime has given this to you, if he has then that means that I will be back in a week or so. I hope that over the past five years I haven't caused too much distress to you or Eien. I hope that he isn't mad with me 'Too late for that' and that both of you are safe. Sadly this is the only way I can communicate you with since I can't have any contact with the human world for five years. If you want to write a letter back to me, just write on the backside and light the paper on fire, that way I will get it... I wonder why I'm only doing this now? Oh well, next time we can communicate like this. Burn the paper at night and in the morning a new paper will appear on your nightstand.
Please write back, it gets very lonely here.

Love, Sasori~

Deidara started at the paper. After five years he finally had some sort of contact with the redheaded devil. "Mum?" Deidara looked away from the paper and down at his son. "What does it say?"

Deidara gave a small smile. "This letter is from your father... He's coming back in a week or two. Would you like to write back to him?" he asked, but Eien looked unsure. "Here, let's go to the kitchen table and if you have anything you want to add, you'll tell me okay, un." the redhead just nodded and followed his mum to the table. Deidara sat down and found a fountain pen and ink he could use to write back with.

Dear Sasori,

You have no idea how happy I am to actually hear from you again. I have had a lot of questions. What the hell possessed you to jump in front of scythe? Do you know how idiotic that is! You're a fucking idiot! And, what happened to Hidan?
Eien and I are fine here, but he's been feeling a little doubt lately. Mostly about you leaving and not being there for us, but I'm sure he'll come around.
I'm glad that your coming back soon, most of our friends keep on asking where you are and when your coming home, and to tell you the truth it's getting hard making up excuses, but at least your coming home soon.

"Eien, do you have anything you want to say, un?" Deidara asked, hoping his son would find something in his heart.

Eien looked down at the table. "Tell him I want to meet him." Deidara smiled.

Eien said that he'd like to meet you soon, so look forward to that.

Love, Deidara and Eien~

Deidara folded the paper and left it on the kitchen table. "Oh, and we're going to the ball next week, so we will have to get you some appropriate clothes for that, un," Deidara said, smiling.

"Okay," Eien said blandly, making Deidara sigh.

"Eien, if you don't lighten up you'll be sleeping in your room from now on, un." the redhead's eyes widened at the threat.

"Okay, I'm sorry."

Deidara nodded and stood up. "Well, we should probably get it now, since I don't want to get it at the last minute, un." and with that said they headed off to the tailors to get more appropriate clothes for the redhead.

-Night of the ball-

Deidara sighed when he put on the new dress he just bought. It was a strapless dress, though he planned on wearing a shawl to cover his scarred shoulders and the dress reached the floor. It was a light blue, a color that matched his eyes, and it was tight enough that he didn't need a chest to hold it up, though he was having trouble with that at the moment. He exhaled in frustration when he couldn't get the laces in the back tight enough. "Eien!" said redhead walked into the bedroom looking all spified up. (A/N: I don't know what men wear to balls, all I know is that it's fancy)

"Pull these strings till I tell you to stop, okay, un?" the redhead was confused, but did so. He took hold of the strings and pulled them as hard as he could. "You have to pull harder, Eien," Deidara said, knowing it was supposed to feel like a snake was squeezing him to death. Eien gave a grunt and pulled harder, this time succeeding.

"Okay, that's good, thank you, un." Deidara took the laces and began tying them in their proper spots. Looking at his son, he sighed. He was pouting; probably from not wanting to go to the ball. "Eien," Deidara said warningly. The redhead sighed and put on a smile for his mum; even though it was fake, it would have to do for now.

"Once I'm finished with my hair we'll leave." Deidara said, brushing his hair. Eien nodded and left the bedroom. Deidara had all of his hair down so his hair could also cover his scars, but he also put a sapphire clip on his hair on the right to prevent it form getting it into his face. "Let's go!" He left the bedroom to find Eien waiting by the door. Opening the door, they left into the night. There were many people on the streets that night, also attending the ball.

Deidara grabbed the redhead's hand and began walking towards the building the ball was taking place. Once they arrived at the entrance they met Tenten. "Hi, guys! This is my little cousin!" she pushed a girl with short brown hair and brown eyes in front of her. "Her name is Choucho. Say hi, Choucho."

the girl lifted her hand in a small wave. "H-hi." Eien raised an eyebrow.

"Hello." she began blushing which confused him even more.

"I already have a table for us. Hinata will be sitting somewhere else." Deidara nodded and followed the brunette towards the said table. Once he and Eien sat down, food and drinks were brought to them. Deidara looked at the food and sighed. He bet that the Hokage was throwing this party.

When a servant came around pouring wine, Deidara refused, but Tenten went on and jugged the wine down. "Eien, looking at the food wont make it appear in your stomach, now eat." the redhead looked at the food, in somewhat of disgust. There were chopped potatoes that was seasoned with something that smelled vile to him and chicken that was seasoned the same way. It was like the food he was forced it eat at the Uchiha manner, but he didn't have to eat it now.

"Mum, I don't like this food." Eien said in a quiet voice. Deidara looked down at his food and understood. It seemed that the Uchiha's probably helped with the ball, also the food.

"That's alright, you can eat something when we get home, un." the redhead nodded and pushed his plate away.

"So, Eien, what do you like to do for fun?" Tenten asked half buzzed. He looked at the woman, no interest in his eyes.

"I like going outside and looking at the stars," he said in a polite tone. Deidara looked at his son worried. He remembered when the boy would be willing to share anything and was always happy, but for some reason that was slipping away and he was becoming a zombie.

"Hmm, Choucho likes stars and going outside, maybe you two should have a play date?"

"That may be a good idea, un," Deidara said taking a sip of his water, still eyeing his son who looked empty. Soon it was time to dance for those who could dance and weren't to full.

Tenten stood up and looked determined. "I will go dance! But first I have to find someone..." she walked off, leaving her little cousin to talk with Eien who seemed intrigued in the conversation.

Deidara sighed and stood up. "I'm going to use the restroom, don't leave the table." both children nodded and returned to their conversation. When he was about half way to the exit he felt a tap on his shoulder which was exposed at the moment.

"May I have this dance."

Deidara scoffed and kept on walking. "I'm sorry, but I need to go, un."

He heard the man chuckle and felt a pair of hands on his shoulders stopping him. "It wasn't a question, brat," the man whispered in the blond's ear.

Deidara's eyes widened and he spun around to see the one person he was always dreaming about. "You're not saying anything? I'm hurt," Sasori said putting a hand over his heart, but before he could even say anything else the blond threw his arms around his neck, tears of joy falling down his face. Sasori smiled and wrapped his arms around his lovers waist.

Sasori pulled them more to the side, while Deidara continued to cry into his lover's neck. "Who knew you'd be so happy to see me?"

Deidara sniffled and looked up at the redhead. "Shut up, you've been gone for five years, un; of course I'm going to cry." Sasori smiled and pulled the blond in for a soft kiss. Deidara blushed, but quickly returned it.

Sasori pulled away and wiped away some remaining tears on the blond's face. "Now, are you going to dance with me?"

Deidara smiled and wiped his tears away. "Yes, un."

Sasori pulled them to the dance floor. "Good." He put one hand on the blond's waist and had the other holding the blond's hand, when Deidara put one on Sasori's shoulder. They began spin and move around the floor, like all of the others couples.

Deidara smiled up at Sasori. This felt so much like the last time they danced, but not. The whole feel of the atmosphere was the same, but they weren't. The dance was so much more intimate than before. Sasori smirked and let his eyes flash red, making Deidara giggle.

"Hey, who's that dancing with your mum?" Choucho asked pointing to the couple. Eien looked up and his eyes went wide. He saw his mum, smiling up at a man taller than her with red hair. The man was also smiling, looking down at his mum. "He looks like you." the brunette said in amazement. Eien gulped when he saw the man look at him, kindness swirling around in the brown orbs.

"So that's Eien?" Sasori asked Deidara once the song ended slowing their dance.

"If you're referring to the five year-old who looks like you. Yes, un."

Sasori rolled his eyes. "Yes, that one."

Deidara smiled and nodded, but the smile soon faded. "When we go over there he may be a little... upset and he may ask questions, un. He's really been doubting you, so-"

"I expect that. I've been gone most of his life."

Deidara frowned. 'That isn't the only reason he's upset.' "Let's go, un." Deidara grabbed the redhead's hand and pulled him over to the table. Eien just narrowed his eyes at the man as he came over. "Who's that?" Choucho asked politely.

Deidara smiled and looked at the two children. "This is Sasori, Eien's father, un." Sasori gave a kind smile, but all Eien could do was stare, but after that was over he half-glared at the man.

Deidara coughed. "Eien." the said redhead stopped and sighed.

"Hello," he said in a polite tone, that also seemed bored.

Deidara sighed. "Well, let's sit down, un." Sasori took a chair out for Deidara then sat in his own. "How's your grandmother, un?" Deidara said in a quiet voice.

"She's not been doing well, the doctor says she wont last another month," Sasori sighed.

"That's sad to hear, un. Have you had any news on that man who escaped prison, since you didn't tell me in the letter, un." Deidara said hinting Hidan.

"Oh, he went back to his master and stayed there, haven't really heard from him sense."

Eien yawned, rubbing his eyes. He was still have sick meaning that he was still tired. "Mum, can we go home? I'm tired." Eien asked truly tired. Deidara nodded and he and Sasori stood up.

"Choucho, go over to Hinata's table and wait for Tenten, un." The girl nodded and went to the violet-haired girl's table. After that the small family left to go outside.

Deidara cursed how cold it was outside and shivered; Eien following his example. Sasori didn't mind it, he never got cold. Eien stopped and looked in an alley. "Oh, hi, Temari!" he went inside the alley giggling.

"Damn it, un." Deidara muttered under his breath, following his son.

"Why aren't you at the ball? I saw Shikamaru." Deidara sighed when he saw Eien talking to a wall. "You should still go."

"Eien, you can talk to Temari later, right now we have to go home, un." Deidara said grabbing the said redhead's wrist.

"'Kay, bye, Temari!" Deidara pulled him out of the alley, surprised not to see Sasori there. "Where did he go?" Eien asked looking around.

"I'm right here," Sasori said from behind, scaring Deidara out of his wits.

"Don't do that, un!" Deidara said giving a playful hit on the redhead's shoulder.

Sasori chuckled. "Fine, fine." was all he said before they began walking home again. Once they reached inside, Deidara sighed. "Can you start the wood stove, Danna, un?" Deidara asked taking off his silk shawl.

"Sure." Deidara nodded and went to Eien room.

He closed the door gently. "Eien, don't mention that one thing to your father. Do you understand?" Deidara said in a whisper but also dead serious tone. The redhead nodded and Deidara began helping him out of his fancy clothes and into some pajama's. Once his son was under the covers Deidara kissed him goodnight, started the wood stove and left.

He closed the door quietly and turned around to see Sasori looking down at him. "What's that one thing?" he asked, making Deidara glare at him.

"Do you have to eavesdrop, un?"

Sasori smiled. "It's hard to ignore. Now what's that one thing?"

Deidara glared harder. "You made me wait for you to tell me I was pregnant, you can wait for me to tell you, un."

Deidara was never planning on telling him, but he had to say something, right? Sasori sighed. "You'll tell me soon, since the last time you wouldn't confess something we almost had sex in an alley," he said smirked at the blond's blush. "Come on, let's go to bed." he pulled the blond towards their bedroom, making Deidara blush even more.

"You have to help me out of this dress, and don't rip it like the other time, un." Sasori nodded and began undoing all the laces gently and helping the blond out of the fabric.

Now Deidara stood clad in pants, shivering. Sasori smirked and began nibbling on the said blond's neck. "W-we can do that later, un~" Deidara pushed the redhead away and climbed into the bed, snuggling up trying to get as warm as possible. Sasori took off all of his expensive clothing as well, leaving his boxers and got under the covers with the blond, warming him up.

"Goodnight," he yawned.

Deidara smiled and snuggled closer into his lover's chest. "Night, un."

I knew this would be long once I hit 2000 words. This took twos days.
Aren't you happy people! :DDDDDDD

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