Why?

Desolation

Desolation. Destruction as far as the eye could see stretched in every direction as the small child walked onward to some destination known only to him. The desolate, rubble covered wasteland, continued as he threaded his way between the remnants of sky scrapers, vehicles of all types, and abandoned furniture, toys and other things of little or no value. He stopped when he heard a gentle crunching noise that sounded like human footsteps. Immediately he dodged as quietly as he could under an over-hang of what he could only identify as what had once been pavement that had been torn up by some extreme force. Crouching in the shelter he watched a set of legs go by. The shoes seemed familiar in some way as did the pants. Whoever had been following him stopped and was obviously looking for him.

"Deidara, where are you?" A worried voice called out in a hoarse, obviously concerned whisper. "Damn it, Deidara, I know you're there! We need to get back to the hideout; Orochimaru and his gang are out for blood because we jumped Kabuto! We never should have hurt him in the first place, but Pein said we had to and… well… just come on! I have to get you out of here fast; I don't want you to get hurt!"

"Sasori, is that you?" the little boy, who's name was obviously Deidara, said cautiously.

"Who do you think it is the Easter bunny? Seriously, Deidara, sometimes I think that all the lights aren't on upstairs," exclaimed Sasori," it's no wonder Pein asked me to keep an eye on you! Gees, you're worse than Sakura sometimes."

"Well… who said I wanted you to look after me, hmm?! Exclaimed Deidara," I don't need you to care about me, I don't want you to, hmm! You're always followin' me and actin' like I'll die if you leave me alone for even a minute! I'm sick and tired of people acting like I'm going to break if they even look at me wrong, hmm! I've been through all the same crap as all of the guys, maybe even more than most of them! Nobody, treats Itachi like this, not even Kisame, hmm… So… why me?" he finished in a quiet, resigned tone that held almost none of the fury he had just spoken with.

"…" was the only answer he received from the red head whose name was, from what Deidara had said, Sasori. They stood there for quite some time; Deidara waiting for an answer and Sasori standing (sorry cant resist) like a bump on a log, only a log probably wouldn't have had such a blank, emotionless face on.

"Ku ku ku, isn't this adorable, eh Kimimaro, it's really hard to believe that that adorable little blonde boy is really one of the punks who hurt pore, innocent Kabuto," came an eerie voice from behind them.

Immediately they turned and stared in horror at the six people standing menacingly behind them. Deidara only recognized one of them: Orochimaru!

"Run!" Sasori shouted, finding his voice at last," split up and get away from here!" With that, he sprinted off in a random direction that led away from the snake-like rapist and his gang. Deidara ran in a different direction, hearing feet pounding close behind him.

Vaulting over the hood of a partially destroyed car and dodging through mazes of rubble, Deidara strove to lose his pursuers. He risked a backwards glance and saw that he was being chased by the tall, grey haired man with red dots above his eyes as well as red eyeliner around them. There was also a fat man whose orange hair was beginning to recede and a short girl with pink hair reaching about to her shoulders. Deidara turned back around to avoid tripping on anything. He shuddered at the thought of what they would do to him.

Suddenly a black haired man with six arms jumped in front of him and nearly hit him over the head with a metal pipe. The weird man swung his pipe again and Deidara narrowly avoided the hit. He saw a red blur to his right and whirled around to face his new attacker, only to find Sasori punching the big man in the stomach and avoiding hits from the pipe and five other arms. Deidara attacked the big, balding man, jumping onto his back and pummeling him with his fists over the head.

The big man managed to get a hold of him and pulled him off of him, tossing Deidara to the ground like a rag doll. Deidara watched helplessly as he raised his foot to stomp on his stomach, when suddenly sasori, yet again a red blur, threw himself, shoulder first, into the fat man knocking him to the ground. The pink haired woman launched herself at him and put him in a headlock as he rammed his back into anything near in a desperate attempt to dislodge her.

"Run, Deidara! I can handle this! Go get leader-san and the rest of the gang, I'll be fine 'till you get back, don't worry," Sasori managed to gasp out through the tight hold the girl had on his windpipe. The big man was getting up to rejoin the fray as Deidara ran off to do as he was told.

Sasori was hit rather hard in the stomach and hit the ground in a tangled heap with the pink haired flunky still choking him and the balding man kicking him in his stomach repeatedly. He could see the weird black haired man saying something but could not hear what was being said. His vision was going dark around the edges as the pressure on his throat finally lessened and then disappeared all together. He regained the ability to hear just in time to make out the last part of what a voice that sounded chillingly like the snake rapist's was saying.

"-and then when they come for him we'll take them all out at once. What do you think Kimimaro?"

Sasori felt a horrible feeling of dread settle in his stomach as his hands were bound behind his back while he was still too oxygen deprived to put up much of a fight. He caught sight of his captor's leering faces before a foul smelling sack was shoved over his head and the drawstring tightened just enough to keep it in place.