*After Sasori smacked Deidara on the arse....*

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When the birds exploded, Deidara woke with a start, rolling around on his side. "WHY ARE YOU SPANKING ME WITH BEAUTY TIPS UN!!!!!!!!???????" He screamed, blushing hotly.. He sat up quickly, knocking Sasori away...This was NOT how a Princess was treated! All this suddenness made his arm hurt, and he bit his lip in pain, falling on his back, staring at the ceiling with extreme hatred.

Sasori felt ashamed, but he didn't mean to hit Deidara on purpose like that, only the birds. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it immediately.

'Of course Deidara isn't going to listen to me.'

Sasori turned away, not wanting to look at Deidara anymore, and sat back down on the bed, placing his hands on his cheeks and resting his elbows on his knees. His face was as hot as a stove top set on high.

"Danna un….I….."

Deidara sat up, realizing now that maybe the puppet's heart was as sore as his own. He looked on in sadness for a minute, and then, realizing he was still nude, grabbed a pair of (Sasori's) boxers from the drawer. After he put them on he scooted closer, slowly wrapping his arms around the puppet, resting his head on the others shoulder. "

This is a hug, huh? Im….sorry..danna un…."

Sasori shook his head and whispered something beneath his breath. He said it so it was barely audible so that only he could hear it. He then spoke up loud enough for the blonde to hear.

"I didn't mean to hit you with a rolled up magazine….", he said, lifting his head up.

"Its….Its……..fine" Deidara muttered blushing.. -I actually liked it- "I'm sorry I left you huh..and locked you out huh…and flooded the bathroom un…"

Sasori didn't say anything back to that last comment. His face heated up, pink covering his cheeks from the one line, "I actually liked it." He stood up, and turned his lean frame around to face Deidara, a stern, clueless look appearing on his face.

"Deidara, do you um….oh, never mind." He whispered, walking to the door and slowly grabbing the door handle.

"DANNA UN! Wait!"

Deidara jumped up to his knees, sitting on the bed with his arm outstretched. He did not want to be abandoned- not now. He wanted to know what Sasori had to ask.

"Please…don't leave huh?" He asked, blushing and looking very ashamed for his sudden outburst.

Sasori did not answer for what seemed like the one millionth time and twisted the door handle anxiously. After succeeding in turning it, he shoved it wide open and ran out of the door as fast as his wooden legs would take him. He really, REALLY…..did not want to deal with this right now.

DDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAA!!!!"

Deidara, not having his puppet dance away so easily jumped off the bed, adjusting his Metallica boxers as he ran out the door not to flash Itachi again. After a minute he stopped, standing in the living room, realizing he really wasn't loved. His face looked shocked, and he stared into the kitchen where Sasori had gone in a mad attempt to escape. Really now. Deidara turned on his heel, trying not to cry, when Itachi tried to grab his arm.

"Get the fuck off huh?" Deidara muttered. He then went to the door, threw his cloak over his bare shoulders and ran out into the rain….

Somewhere off in the distance, Sasori heard a rather loud screaming of his name. He figured it was just a figment of his imagination. The red head struggled to get up from where he was sitting (which was on the side of the Akatsuki lair), but was stopped by a jagged stone sticking out of the wall, causing the hood of the cloak to get caught, once again(it's fucking karma bitch). He sighed, wishing that the rain would go away, since it would mess up his wood work if he wasn't too careful. Sasori hung there, at the time, closing his eyes and drifted into his thoughts with no regrets.

Deidara found his bird rather quickly, and for a minute they glared at each other, both about to explode. The bird opened its large clay beak, as Deidara remembered he had forgotten to feed it. Cursing his bad luck, Deidara turned to go back into the lair when he saw a small man watching him. The man was wearing a very hypnotic orange mask…Smiling, Deidara grabbed the man and threw him into the birds mouth, screams of "IM A GOOD BOY" Could be heard from everywhere. With his bird now fed, Deidara flew out into the night.

Sasori grimaced to himself, noticing a large white figure in the air lighting up the sky with explosives. He knew that it was Deidara. He felt somewhat guilty, but really, was it his fault that a puppet could not show feelings like real people? No…..he had a heart, and a brain, so what was the matter?

Deidara didn't care about anything anymore. He would have blown up the hideout if he could have just been sure the leader would die too….He might have even blown up himself if only he had his left arm to help him make the right type of bomb. Settling for less, he circled around the hideout.

Sasori heard the flapping noises of wings coming towards his direction and struggling as much as he could with brute force to escape from his akatsuki cloak. It was a success, but not for long. It was too late and it seemed as if Deidara had spotted him. He even landed with a loud thump and managed to obtain mud all over his bare bottom.

Deidara, not able to resist, u-turned and came back over to where Sasori had fallen. Smiling, and halfway happy after feeding the strange boy to his bird, flew close and stood on the birds back, low but not low enough for Sasori to board. He instead, focused on the abandoned cloak, and grabbed it, laughing as he ascended into the sky and began waving it like a flag on an airplane.

Sasori's eyes grew wide with shock. He mumbled something filled with annoyance because of that blonde, little brat. After hesitating for a minute, he brought himself back up to his feet, retreating inside of the hideout with a hand covering his crotch. When he met the door to his room he closed it quietly, hearing fits of laughter from the other members, and camera flashes still blinding his eyes from the step that he came in, to the step that he met at the door to his room.

Deidara was having such fun now! "This is a BANG UN!" He screamed, waving the cloak. He continued flying, forgetting about his broken wrist (in which he covered up), came upon a small village, in which he bombed in euphoria, enjoying each explosion and the screams of the poor villagers as they ran for their lives.

After the city was in flames Deidara landed, walking up to a flag pole. Here he brought the cloak to his face, taking in the puppet's sweet rosin smell. He then pulled down the villages flag and skillfully replaced it with Sasori's cloak. Only then did he dare to return home…

Within a few minutes, the bomb obsessed blonde was asleep on the coach, covered in ash. Beyond his pale bare chest there was a small laughing smile on his face.