Sasori continued carving the wood making sure to make the wooden shavings fall on the floor and not near the sleeping blonde.

Wood shavings could be a pain in the ass when you were sleeping and Sasori had gotten one too many rashes from whittling in bed and leaving the scraps in his bed. He usually made doves. Although they were stupid birds they were a symbol of peace something that Sasori's mother told him about. It was a time of cake with plenty of sugar and when food was so plentiful you couldn't finish what was on your plate.

He looked up at the new little blonde who was curled up in his bed with a sleepy smile on his face. Every now and then he let out a soft noise and flinched before straightening out and falling back into a deep sleep. At least the coughing had stopped, that medicine always worked for him even if it did taste nasty.

He heard the door slam open and looked worriedly at his new friend. The blonde whimpered uneasily and Sasori climbed over him so he could lay next to him. He wrapped his arm around the blonde like his mother did when he was frightened. He brought himself close to Deidara and began to rub his belly. Deidara sighed and turned over so he was facing the redhead and buried his face in the redhead's chest. The blonde's eyes opened sleepily but closed as he cuddled the redhead even closer.

Sasori was surprised, but if it made the blonde comfortable he didn't mind it.

He heard screaming from the other room, really loud and scary screaming that made him drag the blonde closer protectively. Now he was squirming and frowning and all Sasori wanted him to do was go back to sleep.

That's when the door opened. Sasori could smell the booze on the man he called his father as he took in the scene in front of him. He walked forward and grabbed Sasori's arm and yanked him out of the bed causing him to hit the ground with a thud. Tears formed in Sasori's eyes but he spun around to see his father holding an almost empty bottle of something, it wasn't beer because the bottle was too large but it was definitely alcohol.

That's when he noticed Deidara was awake.

He was blinking sleepily and his body froze up.

One of the men from the camp! What was he doing here?

"Get out of the bed swine." The man's voice was fierce and angered. Deidara shivered in fear. "Now!" a loud smack followed and the blonde scuttled out of bed nursing his injured cheek. "What the fuck do you think you're doing in my house you little pig?"

"Nothing un."

"Did I say you could talk!" Sasori watched as the blonde screamed as his hair was yanked, some of the golden strands remaining in his father's fingers.

Tear filled blue eyes looked at the redhead filled with confusion and betrayal.

"You've soiled my house you little fucker, and do we know what we do to people like you who do that?"

Deidara's eyes widened. "Please un! Not the showers! Please!" Tears flowed down the blonde's face as he dropped to the floor.

"Get up." came the man's didn't move. "Get up!" That's when the bottle was swung at him.

Deidara's prayed the bottle was smash on his head and end his suffering. He could only imagine the pain he'd be in if the bottle didn't and he was dragged back and thrown in a shower. He wouldn't be hit with one of those little shiny things that soared through the sky and killed people instantly. That was too quick.

He heard the glass shatter and he was drenched in something, it was wet and funny smelling. He opened his eyes in fear wondering if he was drenched in his own blood when his eyes widened. Sasori was in front of him, his arms guarding his face which were now both covered in his red blood and shards of glass. He could see the redhead wobble, trying to stay up so he wouldn't fall into the glass that glittered on the floor. He wasn't screaming or howling, but tears were streaking down his face in agony.

His father stared holding the mouth of the bottle, the rest had shattered on impact with Sasori's arms. His eyes were sneering at him with something as he dropped the bottle and walked out of the room, possibly too drunk to remember Sasori was his own child. There was another slam and it was quiet.

The redhead wobbled then fell backwards only to be caught in the arms of the sick blonde who couldn't hold him and the both smacked onto the floor. Deidara dragged him away from the glass. The redhead was breathing heavily and his chocolate eyes were filled with pain as they opened.

"Sasori." The blonde whispered pulling the redhead close. The redhead seemed comforted by the blonde.

"Deidara it hurts." The redhead whimpered as he eyed the blood dripping from his wounds. Deidara wanted to comfort him like he comforted the blonde when he was in pain.

"Help un!" Deidara cried out which caused him to shake as coughs wracked through his body again.

"Sasori!" The scream made the blonde look up as Sasori's mother walked into the room. Immediately she was at their side pulling the redhead into her arms as she held him close.

Deidara stared with tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry un." He apologized and he knew he had to be receiving hateful glares from the mother that had treated him so kindly.

"I..un." he was at such a loss for words when he was picked up as well. He looked into the gentle chocolate eyes of Sasori's mother who was holding him in one arm and Sasori in the other as she sat on the bed. Sasori reached forward and intertwined their fingers. The sad blue eyes looked up to pain filled yet smiling chocolate ones from the mother, and sad ones from Sasori.

"I'm sorry I let him hit you." Sasori whispered and Deidara stared wide eyed, he was being apologized too? "I should've stopped it."

Deidara felt a gentle squeeze and he looked up to see Sasori with tears in his eyes.

"It's not your fault Deidara, it's not your fault."

The blonde broke down and began sobbing as Sasori's mother hugged them both close. Deidara kept his hold on the redhead as Sasori's mother began to pull the glass out of his arms. Sasori was flinching and mostly his in Deidara's shoulder and the blonde could feel the wet tears on his shoulder. Soon the glass was out and she cleaned his arms with medicine before bandaging them. Whimpers kept escaping Sasori and Deidara wondered if the bones in Sasori's arms had been damaged. Sasori's eyes drooped sleepily and he let out a yawn.

"Sasori want to sleep with me un?" If they were older it would've been weird but to the redhead it was an invitation he had been waiting for. Soon the two were tucked in bed. Sasori came forward and wrapped his arm around him like he'd done earlier. Deidara snuggled into the embrace with a slight smile and turned around to face the redhead. "I'm sorry Sasori you got hurt becuase of me."

"I got hurt becuase I didn't step in earlier to protect you." said Sasori matter of factly cuddling the blonde closer. "Now go to sleep Deidara, we can play tomorrow if you feel better!"

Deidara smiled before nuzzling against his savior and closing his eyes. "Mkay Danna."

"Danna?" Sasori asked confused and Deidara smiled.

"Where my mom used to live it meant great respect for someone." The blonde didn't realize only lovers or servants used that term and it was mostly used for the first situation. Sasori smiled.

"You don't have to do that Deidara."

"I do un, you saved me. I could've died and you saved me." The blonde smiled as he felt his eyes droop. "You're my best friend."

"You're mine too Deidara." the redhead whispered before the two children fell asleep.