AN: Surprise Surprise, I still don't own Naruto, or its' characters...Or this song.

Three days had passed, and Itachi thought he was going to go insane. Ever since the first incident that had happened the night after Sasori left, the kid just…Wouldn't leave him alone, and to tell you the truth, he didn't know why. This was Itachi we were talking about. Dark, scary, intimidating Itachi.

…And yet the kid treated him like a damned teddy bear. It was enough to flush any mans pride down the drain. The way the boy would constantly cling to him- or whine because he wasn't holding him every minute of the damned day. He swore he was going to kill the next person that crossed his path- Or dump the kid off on them. Yes, that seemed like the perfect idea. He practically prayed that someone would walk in right about now.

And lucky for him, someone did.

Unlucky for Deidara though, it was Hidan.

Itachi stood up, pushing the boy into Hidans' arms, walking away without another word, walking into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"What the fuck?" Was all that emitted from Hidans mouth, staring down at the child in his arms.

Deidara, on the other hand, was reaching out towards the scythe like object that Hidan was carrying around, clearly amazed by it. He had almost made contact with it, before his hand was quickly smacked away.

Unfortunately, Deidara had struggled, and his hand ended up getting sliced straight across his palm- luckily enough, the cut was up on his hand a little, so it hadn't touched his palm-mouths any.

But that still didn't stop the blood curdling scream that filled the room from escaping the boys throat.

"Oh fuck…For the love of Jashin-sama..." Came the irritated reply, unsure of what to do with the kid now. The gash in his hand looked pretty deep, and dammit, he didn't have time to worry about him, he had daily rituals to start up, and he wasn't about to break his beliefs because of what some dumbass kids' stupidity got him into.

Luckily enough, Hidan was saved as Sasori walked into the Akatsuki lair just in the right amount of time. He quickly handed the now sobbing blonde to him. "Don't ask, because honestly, I don't give a shit. It was Itachi's fault. The end." Was all he left him with, before disappearing into the shadows of his room.

Sasori stood there, staring down at the clearly upset child in his arms. "Deidara..?" He asked, wondering just why he was crying- Before he felt something warm seep into his cloak. Blood?

…Wait a minute? Blood? Why the hell was Deidara bleeding in the first place? Was Itachi even watching what the hell the boy was doing? Sasori had so many questions running through his mind, but as the boys sobs grew louder, he was torn away from those questions as he walked into the kitchen, setting him down on the counter near the sink.

"Open your hand, Deidara." Sasori said gently, prying the boys hand open slowly, letting the water run over the newly inflicted wound, washing away the blood. He reached for a small bottle of liquid, pouring some onto a small cloth as he placed it on the cut.

Deidara hissed, as his blue eyes filled with new tears, whimpering as the liquid stung at the gash in his hand. He struggled slightly, trying to tear his hand away from the offending liquid, but Sasori held on tightly, determined to make sure that his wound was clean and infection free.

"No! Sasori! Lemme go! Lemme go, it hurts, un! Make it stop!" The boy cried loudly, clearly not happy with the current situation as tears trickled down his face.

"I know it hurts Deidara," Sasori soothed gently, "There's nothing I can do about that right now...Now just sit still for me…" He said as he continued to clean and mend the wound, finally wrapping it up after much struggling.

Deidara whimpered softly, his lower lip quivering as he wiped constantly at his eyes, trying to stop his tears. He wanted to be strong in front of Sasori- regardless of all the kicking and screaming he had just done a few minutes ago.

The red haired man picked the boy up off the counter, "There." He said as he smiled, "All better."

But clearly, the blonde didn't think so, because his hand was still throbbing from the deep cut in it, and he was tired, seeing as though he hadn't slept well since Sasori had left. He wrapped his tiny arms around the other mans neck, a few tears slipping from his eyes, soaking into Sasori's cloak.

"Come on kid…" He said, "Lets get you to bed. By the looks of it, you could use some serious sleep.." He finished as he walked into his room, laying the boy down on the bed.

But then, a loud rumble of thunder practically shook the windows, followed by the loud patter of rain. Sasori smiled slightly, he loved the rain, and he loved storms even more. They were relaxing, for some reason. He stripped himself of his cloak, before pulling on a loose shirt, sliding into bed.

But clearly Deidara had different beliefs, because the poor boy was shaking as the next rumble of thunder hit, louder than the first. Another whimper escaped from his mouth, and he pulled himself towards Sasori's chest, curling up. He hated storms, he hated them deeply. Whenever it stormed, it always meant that his beatings were the worst back at home. His tiny hands gripped at the front of Sasori's shirt, another soft whimper leaking it's way out.

Sasori smiled as he wrapped the blankets around the boy, running one hand through his golden hair, "Shhhh…" he soothed softly, kissing his head gently. "You're safe with me, Deidara…I promise…"

A small sniffle was all that was heard from the boy. Deidara shivered as lightning lit up the room, burying his face into Sasori's chest. Slowly though, his eyes grew heavy as a soft song filled his ears, calming him down immediately.

Little child, be not afraid
though rain pounds harshly against the glass
like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger
I am here tonight

little child, be not afraid
though thunder explodes and lightning flash
illuminates your tear-stained face
I am here tonight

Sasori's voice flooded the room, drowning out any fears that the boy had even thought of. He ran his hand through his golden hair, staring down at him.

and someday you'll know
that nature is so
the same rain that draws you near me
falls on rivers and land
on forests and sand
makes the beautiful world that you'll see
in the morning

little child, be not afraid
though storm clouds mask your beloved moon
and its candlelight beams, still keep pleasant dreams
I am here tonight

Deidara's body slowly relaxed, and he rubbed childishly at his eyes, snuggling close to Sasori, a soft sigh escaping his lips. Sasori laughed gently, as he let the song carry on. He felt like a mother- Well...A father, anyways to the boy right about now.

But atleast he was a father who cared.

little child, be not afraid
though wind makes creatures of our trees
and their branches to hands, they're not real, understand
and I am here tonight

for you know, once even I was a
little child, and I was afraid
but a gentle someone always came
to dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep for fears
and to give a kiss goodnight

The boys thumb had found it's way into his mouth again, comforting him further as he felt the blankets being pulled up to his chin as Sasori shifted his weight so he was laying on his side, keeping one arm around him, assuring him that he was safe.

well now I am grown
and these years have shown
that rain's a part of how life goes
but it's dark and it's late
so I'll hold you and wait
'til your frightened eyes do close

and I hope that you'll know...

everything's fine in the morning
the rain'll be gone in the morning
but I'll still be here in the morning…

As he neared the end of the song, he smiled down at the boy, in whom was curled up now, oblivious to the world around him. He kissed his forehead gently, before reaching over, turning off the lamp. He lay down near the boy as he wrapped protective arms around him, slowly closing his own eyes..

Sweet dreams, Deidara.

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