A'N: I don't own Naruto, so shut up and read.

Warning: OOC'ness and fluff lie ahead..

"How'd the first day go, Itachi?" Sasori asked, his voice holding a sarcastic tone. "Have fun?

Itachi scoffed, rolling his eyes, "Wonderful. He tried to run away, cried, whined, and cried some more. How in the hell do you put up with it?" He asked, stretching the truth…Just by a little bit. Honestly, he hadn't said much, he just stayed in Sasori's room all day.

"It's called patience, Itachi. Clearly something you don't have." He stated, although he shouldn't have been talking. Well, he had patience for the kid, anyways.

"Don't expect me to watch the brat every time you have to go out." Itachi replied, "It's not my job.

Sasori only laughed.

Itachi glared. "What's so funny?" He asked

"Ahh nothing, nothing…" Sasori stated, grinning slightly, standing up, before walking over to his room, opening the door- Until he felt a familiar blonde boy practically launch himself towards him, his arms wrapped tightly around Sasori's legs, making him stumble back slightly, "Ah…Deidara." He said, kneeling down, picking him up, "Morning, kid."

The boy returned to his rightful place on Sasori's shoulder, a relieved smile crossing his face, "Morning, Sasori-Danna, un." He replied, in a more cheerful tone this time, causing Sasori to blink. Danna? Huh, he hadn't been called that in a long time…

"Itachi-san isn't a very good baby sitter, un…" He said, looking up at him, "I woke up and I heard him talking to that blue guy, and he told Itachi to lock me up in the room all day, and to just let me out to eat and stuff…And I thought you didn't want me here, so I tried to escape out through that window by your bed, but it didn't work because Itachi-san pulled me back in and locked it…And then he told me to be quiet, and to only bother him if it was important…"

Sasori looked at Deidara, wondering if he even took a breath through that whole sentence. Oh well, it was nice to see the boy was talking now.

"It was really boring…" He said, looking down slightly, before looking back up at Sasori, "Do you think I'm weird, un?" He asked curiously and totally off topic.

"What makes you ask that?" Sasori asked, sitting him down on the bed, before unpacking a few things.

"Because of the mouths on my hands." He said. "Everyone always calls me a freak because of them…" He mumbled, looking down at them, somewhat ashamed. Sasori only smiled.

"Not at all. I think they're pretty cool, actually." He grinned, looking over at the boy, "Here…Want to know a little secret?" He asked.

The boys' eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, nodding.

Sasori shrugged off his Akatsuki cloak, revealing his wooden chest. "I'm hardly human."

Deidara could only stare, as one of his hands outstretched, touching Sasori's chest, amused. Sasori laughed again, before pulling the coat back on. "Everyone here…They aren't... exactly what you would call normal."

Deidara blinked, "What about Itachi-san..?" He asked.

"Itachi's…Well…" He started, rubbing the back of his head. "Itachi's just different…" He replied, unsure of how to explain him to Deidara. "You'll learn in time." He finished, placing a hand on the boys head, picking him back up.

"I don't think Itachi-san likes me, un…" The boy replied, looking down. "He always says that you should get rid of me…"

"Itachi just…Has a hard time adjusting to these kinds of things, I suppose." Sasori replied, walking out with the boy, and into the kitchen, preparing a small breakfast for him.

"It's not that I don't like you, kid." Itachi replied, leaning back in his chair slightly, overhearing the conversastion, before standing up, smirking, giving the boy his signature flick-in-the-forehead.

"It's just that you're rather annoying. Of course, then again, all small children are."

Deidara mustered up one of the most fierce glares that he could- …Which wasn't all that fierce, to be honest.

Itachi's smirk grew wider, "You've got attitude, good, good." He stated, "Don't try to scare me though, kid. It's a lost cause." He finished, before wandering off.

Deidara crossed his arms.

This is war, un..

Alright! Sorry about the little mess up earlier on...I was having a few technical difficulties with submitting the chapters...I'm not sure why, but it kept cutting out about half of the story when it submitted...So I'm trying again, and hopefully it'll work, and I can post the rest of the written chapters up without hassle!

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