So this is my new story. Easily said, this is gonna be a very "Deidaraish" story. I just love Deidara, especially SasoDei~ Sorry...
Anyways, here we go. First chapter. By the way, this chapter is actually (almost) how Deidara got recruited to Akatsuki. What they say, is taken from what actually happened recording to Kishimoto. Just letting you know.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto!
My name is Deidara, I was a shinobi from the Hidden Stone Village. I possess the Explosion Release kekkai genkai, which sent me to the Explosion Corps.
I was at a very young age when I realized. The elders were wrong, the teachers were wrong, my dead parents were wrong. Everyone was wrong.
Art is an explosion. What our ancestors have believed was all wrong. Fine art is the beauty of a single fleeting moment of an explosion. Nothing else.
Yes, I stole one of the village's kinjutsu. My desires went further than what the village wanted me to go. It was after that found the art I desired, the Art of a Single Moment.
My problem was everyone in this village. All these fools I was forced to be around, having no sense of art. If I just could show them. The only way for them to see what true art is, are for them to experience it.
Since then I sat off an explosion for when I felt like it. I even blew up the old Tsuchikage's garden. The day I decided to leave my village, I blew up several structures. In that way they could feel the power of my art.
Right now I'm hiding in one of the sacred temples outside my village. After I left the village I became a missing-nin, and the Anbu is still after me. I spend my time here by sculpturing and experimenting with the clay I smuggled with me. I always have two bags packed with clay on each side of my hips, always just in case I have some extra bags.
After a long walk I go into the temple once again, and I quickly sit down on the floor, taking in my surroundings. I look around me. These stupid wooden figures always look at me. There they have been for decades and this is what they call art?
"Tch" I laugh and walk over to one of my bags. I hold my hand over the clay and the handmouths tongue gives it a lick. I let the mouth take a bite of the clay and I take a handful with my other hand.
Sitting down at the floor again, I begin to sculpture. I form a body of a spider and use my fingers to form small legs out of the main body. Finishing one side with four legs, I begin to work on the other side. Until, I hear a loud "poof" sound come from behind. I stop my actions, in fear for it to be the Hidden Stone Village's Anbu. I slowly turn around and my eyes meet three guys, all in the same black cloak with red clouds. They all look different. The one to the left had raven black hair, which was certainly set up in a ponytail. He was shorter than the guy in the middle, which had, blue skin? The one to the right was a lot shorter and fatter. He didn't even look human, as ugly as he was.
"Who are you, un?" I say and frown at their appearance. I turn back to my work at hand.
"We are from Akatsuki," I hear from one of them say, his voice had an annoying mocking tone. "We are here to invite you into our organization"
"Akatsuki?" I turn around to face the group again, still they haven't made any move yet. Uninterested, I revert my attetion back to my clay again. "Sorry, but that really has nothing to do with me. The only thing I want to do is concentrate on my art, un"
"Art?" I hear a deep voice mumble. I smirk upon hearing someone say my favourite word.
"The art I create with clay that I make myself, un!" I say proudly while I hold up my now finished clay spider. "It can also explode. And when it does, it makes its existence more sublime and that's when it finally becomes true art! Because art… is an explosion, un!"
"That's enough" I turn around to face the voice, finding out that it was the black haired guy who spoke. "I'll handle this"
"What? You want to fight?" I say and grin at the challenge.
"Yes," he says, his calmness unchanged "And if I win, you'll become a member of the Akatsuki"
I growl at his tone, making it sound like it will be easy to win over me. I stand up from my once comfortable spot on the floor. "Don't underestimate me… or my art, either! Un!"
I quickly throw my clay spider towards my opponent. I grin at his quick movement backwards and before he gets to far away I plan to set of the C1 within his range. I move on to the Seal of Confrontation and scream "Katsu!"
One second later I see him jump out of the smoke caused by my explosion. I clench my teeth and curse under my breath. He returns back to his calm posture and wear an expression on his face like nothing happened.
"Let's end the introductions here, un!" I say sarcastically and I prepare myself for a battle.
Minutes have passed, and I still haven't been able to finish the guy off. That damn raven-haired have dodged every explosion I've set off so far. I feel exhaustion through my body and I glare at him, he who once again has regained that calm posture. It's pissing me off.
"You're much better than I expected" I pant and smirk. "However…"
What he doesn't know is, that I have another trick up my sleeve. Before he knows it, my clay caterpillar emerges from the ground and traps him. I laugh, he didn't expect that did he!
"This is the end of you, un!" I say triumphantly and prepare the Seal of Confrontation.
"Before you do anything, you should take a good look at yourself," he says. I stop my actions and look down. Before I know it, my own caterpillar is wrapped tightly around my body. I growl upon realizing.
"Genjutsu! Since when?" I scream confused. How annoying.
"Right from the beginning" the same voice from earlier begins, the blue skinned guy's voice "When you first saw Itachi's Sharingan, you were already under his genjutsu"
I curse, by then I see a bright light from the side. I see the one I lost to, his eyes. Glowing red in the shadows, they look down at me. I gasp and I feel my eyes widen. This is… art… Before I realized what I just had said to myself, I feel the caterpillar release me. I fall down to my knees, holding my hand against my head. I curse to myself.
"You have lost this fight" I hear him say. I remember what deal we had, and I curse once more.