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Chapter 25: I Can No Longer Love You

Song of the Chapter:
Crashing Down – Emmi
Reason: The foundations we build amongst ourselves must be cleared for new renovations to begin.

Sumiko was quiet as she trained against Sasori using her puppet. Her puppet Takara moved almost fluidly as she danced around the Iron Sand that Sasori's puppet, the Third Kazekage was using. "Sumiko, you seem angry and distracted." She sneered at her brother and made Takara charge straight into the oncoming barrage of iron sand. A poof later told Sasori that a substitution jutsu had been used. However before she could inch her puppet towards Sasori, her chakra strings disappeared just as Sasori's did. He frowned as he walked towards his twin. "You exhausted your chakra again…"

"Things on my mind brother." She tried to stand up but she collapsed again, barely getting caught by Sasori. "Sleep might do me well."

"Might? It is plainly obvious you are exhausted. Have you slept or ate recently?" She sighed and looked at her twin.

"Find; I will go to sleep. Let me just give Deidara-kun a kiss." He rolled his eyes.

"You two kiss enough…" She laughed as she walked towards the blond bomber's room. She did not bother knocking and she almost had a nose bleed at the sight. Deidara was sleeping on top of his bed, covers and all but she failed to notice the covers over another sight.

Deidara had a towel wrapped around his waist very loosely. She tried to shift the artist so he would be under the covers but he rolled and the towel was about to come off. Her eyes went wide as she took an eyefull and fainted with a loud thud on the floor. Deidara woke up with a jerk and looked over the side of the bed at the unconscious but nonetheless happy looking kunoichi. "Cute, un." He got dressed and tucked her into his bed, delicately brushing the red strands away from her hair.

She blearily opened her eyes but closed them content feeling Deidara next to her. "Deidara-kun…" He placed an arm around her and she snuggled into this chest. "I am tired… can we just stay like this if only for a little while?" Deidara kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her.

"We can stay like this as long as you want Sumiko-chan, un."

An hour later…

Sasori walked past his sister's room and frowned not feeling her familiar chakra. He concentrated and after a moment, strode to Deidara's room and upon opening it, he smiled softly. Deidara was leaning against his headboard with Sumiko in his lap. Her head was curled innocently against his chest as his arms were wrapped around her keeping the kunoichi in place. His head was drooped down, a mere hair's width away from Sumiko's. Sasori exited and smiled. "You two are too damn attached."

The next day…

Hidan scowled as they walked into the sewer. "Seriously this sucks balls having to chase this bitch in this smelly place." Kakuzu silently agreed as he followed Hidan. The two tailed container smirked and was starting to release demonic chakra until she fell unconscious. The two gawked until a familiar face scooped up the kunoichi. "Mamoru…"

He looked up and grinned. "What's with the face for?" His hand went down to his sword. "I thought brothers would be happy to see one another." Hidan narrowed his eyes and brought out a scroll from the inside of his robes. Kakuzu watched in curiosity as Hidan flicked the end of the seal open.

Sumiko snapped awake instantly which woke Deidara up. "I have to go; Mamoru has been spotted." Deidara gaped as she tripped trying to get out. She felt his eyes on her back and turned to look at him. "I need to take care of this; I promise not to be long."

He looked at her and sighed. He stood up next to her and embraced her. "Kick ass, un."

She smiled as a dark smoke overtook her.

Mamoru's eyes widened in surprise. "A summoning jutsu… that's original."

Hidan threw his head back in laughter. "Not my idea."

"Then who…"

"Mine." Mamoru looked at the cloud and his eyes narrowed seeing Sumiko, hands in a defensive pose ready to slash at him with razor sharp chakra strings. "You are going to put down the kunoichi and back away slowly."

"Sumiko-sama… would you really bring yourself to hurt me after all I had done for you?" She spat on the ground and looked at him. Mamoru grimaced as he tightened his hold on the katana.

"I had to hurt the kid who used to be my charge back in the Sand Village; do you think your existence is more important than his?" She charged his, chakra strings solidifying and the wrapped around the Jashinist's body but not cutting, just holding him. "Why are you working against Akatsuki, against me?" She walked closer to the bound man and whispered in his ear. "What about what happened in the past?"

He looked up at her and sighed. "That was in the past. Get over it Sumiko-sama." She nodded and swept her chakra strings up in a silvery energy. "Maybe hell isn't as bad as they say…" She motioned for Kakuzu to pick up the Two Tailed container while her energy was gathering at the junction that was Mamoru. The energy surged around him and he smiled. "May Jashin-sama present you all with a pleasant seat in hell."

He is giving up far too easily… Does he honestly want to die? She made a hand sign and muttered under her breath something that Hidan and Kakuzu could barely hear. "Art is a bang."

Deidara did not sleep and sat up, molding some clay. His ears felt particularly sensitive for the slightest bit of sound; particularly anything that sounded remotely like Sumiko's footsteps. He tensed for a second before returning to the sculpture. Everything has to be perfect… He heard Sasori impatient knock at his door. "Come in, un."

The puppeteer had come before and has been greeted by Deidara making a statue but this time… "That statue is the size of a person…" Deidara smiled brightly as he gestured to it. "And it looks like my sister."

"It does? Good, I was trying to capture her likeness, un." He finished up on her hand that was outstretched in front of her. "Do you think she'll like it danna?"

"Uh… whatever." He had to admit that although it looked like the brat really cared, he still needed reassurance. "What are your intentions with my sister?"

"Danna, I've told you how many times already, un?" Sasori's brow furrowed but suddenly he noticed something about the statue, its finger to be precise and that made him smile. "Now you understand, un."