A/N: Well here it is! Chapter 4. I'm so sorry for keeping all of my readers waiting and chapter 5 is in the works and should be published soon. Hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I did writing it. Read and review! I wanna know what you think =D

Chapter Four

An hour or so had passed before Deidara alone retired to the guest bedroom. His leg was still a little sore after it had been fixed and he was exhausted. He depleted almost all of his chakra in the previous battle but was proud of himself for killing Hitake off. Stretching his arms up above his head, he began to unzip his cloak and took it off throwing it over a chair at the small desk in the corner. He then moved to the bed and pulled the covers back, slipping into the cooled bed that would soon be warmed up by his body heat. Once his head hit the pillows, he pulled the blankets back over him, his eyes closing as he fell asleep almost instantly.

As he drifted into a deep sleep, all Deidara saw was white at this point. Slowly, a dream began to take shape. The blonde's blue eyes fluttered open as he stood in the center of a large forest. Around him stood several large trees in full bloom, leaves gently blowing in the soft breeze that gently caressed the blonds cheek. However the air seemed cool and brisk as snowflakes lightly fell around him causing a smile to form upon his lips as he held his hand out, snowflakes landing upon his fingertips.

It was such a beautiful sight to him even though he was alone. The forest seemed deserted, nobody around at all, just the trees and whatever nature shrouded this forest. He stood there, not moving as he slowly began to walk forward. The grass was green and the forest was alive, but the snow was falling. It was unexplainable but he took it in, admiring the beauty. It was like being in a painting.

However, Deidara longed for Sasori to be by his side at this point. Secretly, Deidara was deeply in love with him but would never surrender his true feelings to the red head. The fear of being rejected, it drove him insane, forcing him to hold everything in, revealing nothing. His heart remained closed, his true emotions held within. He was apart of the Akatsuki, he had no time to be held back by his emotions, hiding behind his art.

The forest, it made him feel lost, the slow steps he was taken began to spread further apart, forcing him to walk forward, urging him to sprint, then run. He had to get out of the forest, he had to find his danna. No matter how fast or far he ran, there seemed to be no end to the forest, a dream taking shape into a nightmare, eternally scarring the blond bomber in fear of it being true, unable to force himself to awaken from his slumber.

Within an instant the sky had changed to black as the snow turned to rain. Thunder rumbled across the sky as the lightning crashed down to the ground, splitting it upon impact. The rain began to fall in a heavy sheet, pounding against the blonds face, mixing in with the now formed tears that streamed down his cheeks.

"SASORIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Deidara screamed out, clutching the sides of his head.

It immediately struck him to his knees, his hands finding the ground, grasping to find some type of bearings. His eyes closed tightly, fear gripping at his heart. He was alone in this world and nothing seemed to explain it. Screaming out in agony, he got to his feet, running at intense speed, trying to find his way back to Sasori. Some how he had to get back. If even just to tell Sasori how he truly felt.

Jolting up off the bed, his eyes opened wide, "SASORI!"

Sitting there on the bed across from him, Sasori gave him a puzzled look, hearing Deidara yell his name. Deidara began panting, falling back onto the bed. He had seen the way Sasori was looking at him as blush crept across his cheeks. It was embarrassing for him to know that Sasori heard him scream his name.

Standing up off the bed, Sasori walked over and knelt over Deidara on his bed. He brought his hand up placing it against Deidara's forehead.

"You're burning up brat. No mission for you until it breaks."

Deidara looked up at him and nodded, still feeling extremely embarrassed about his outburst upon his awakening. He shifted his head to look at the wall. He was overly relieved of course to see that Sasori was right there in the room with him. It put him at ease from his present state of panic as his eyes slowly closed, drifting back to sleep.

Sasori looked at Deidara and sighed as he walked over to his bed and sat back down before laying back. He was completely still as he focused on the ceiling, questioning Deidara's outburst. He clearly couldn't ask about it. He felt the same way about Deidara that Deidara felt about him. Neither of them had any idea, nor would they ever find out until someone brought it up, which was an unlikely topic.

It didn't take long before Sasori drifted to sleep as well. He knew when he woke up he would have to take care of the sick Deidara in the bed across from him. Deidara managed to sleep peacefully through the rest of the night, Sasori as well.

The morning came quickly as rays of sunlight poured in through the slightly opened window. The day was much brighter than the other day when arrived upon a blood red sky and a deadly stream of dead lands. The blonde's eyes fluttered open as he pulled his blankets over his head, the sunlight causing a painful pounding to occur in his head. Sasori was already out and about. He was getting some meds for Deidara so they could get back to their mission.

It didn't take long before the door flew open and Sasori entered holding a small paper bag filled with medicine for Deidara.

"Alright brat, time to get up."

Deidara groaned from under his blankets as he heaved them to the foot of the bed. He nearly rolled out of bed hitting the floor being caught in Sasori's arms as blush crept across both males cheeks.

"Careful brat, you're still sick," Sasori said, lifting him back into bed pulling the blankets back over him.

Deidara coughed lightly, "I'm fine yea."

"You're still carrying a high fever. I just need you awake to take your medicine alright."

Deidara nodded sitting up slightly as Sasori began to take out a small bottle.

"Drink this all brat."

Deidara nodded again taking the bottle drinking the bitter tasting liquid back groaning in disgust. He plopped back down on the bed his eyes closing quickly, passing out into a slumber. In that time, Sasori was going to go out into the village and gather information on Suji and the outer part of the dead lands so that he could strategize and figure out a plan to take Suji down once and for all so that him and Deidara could return to the base with their mission completed. However, they were not suppose to kill Suji nor Hitake but circumstances required them to. They would weaken Suji and leave the rest in Hidan and Kakazu's hands.

Once Sasori was sure that Deidara was asleep, he left the room and headed off downstairs to prepare to head off into the village.

Meanwhile, Hidan and Kakazu were now on their way to the Dead Lands. Pein had instructed them to head out stating that Deidara and Sasori's jobs were most likely near completion. Hidan as usual was complaining the whole way, annoying Kakazu to no end.

"Gah are we there yet! Fuck, this is tiring me out! I wanna get this mission done and over with. Sacrifice those pricks to Jashin!" Hidan yelled.

"Shut up already. We'll be there soon. And you will not sacrifice my precious bounties for the sake of your pointless rituals."

Hidan grumbled, "why the fuck not!"

Kakazu shook his head, "just shut up Hidan."

Sasori stood at the door as he swung a bag over his shoulder. It had been two hours since he gave Deidara his meds, but just as he want to reach for the door handle he felt a tug on his shoulder bag. He turned around to see Deidara, standing there, looking at him, completely bemused.

"Sasori...where are you going?"

"I have to go gather intel, you should be resting still."

Deidara shook his head, "I want to go with you yea."

"Deidara, you're not well enough, rest until tomorrow, and you can come with me again."

Deidara's eyes were fixated to the floor, the expression on his face showing his clear disappointment. There was no arguing with Sasori about this because Deidara knew he would lose in the long run. The one thing he didn't want however, was to be away from Sasori, especially after his dream. Sasori himself could see this as he let out a sigh and placed both hands on Deidara's shoulders, giving him a reassuring but odd smile.

"I promise I won't be gone long brat. Just rest for now. Tanzuya and Saito will be back with dinner shortly, so wait on the couch for th..."

Sasori was cut short by the sound of foot steps upon the roof top. Deidara jolted a bit being startled by the sound as he grabbed onto Sasori's forearms, gripping them tightly which earned a soft chuckle from the red head.

"Calm down Deidara, it's not like we...well I can't take him down."

Deidara sighed, "I know you can take him down yea, but I don't want to be useless to the cause yea."

Sasori moved his hands gripping onto Deidara's upper arms shaking him, "what the hell is the matter with you brat! This isn't like you at all. Smarten up or I'll have Hidan and Kakazu return you to Leader Sama in pieces."

The bomber was taken back by this. Surely Sasori wasn't serious about sending him back to Leader sama in pieces...or was he. He looked down staring off to the side tears threatening to fall from those beautiful blue hues. Sasori sensed his mood change and felt bad as he let go of Deidara's arms and knelt down in front of him. Gently reaching up, Sasori slid his index finger under the blonde's chin turning the younger male to face him.

"I'm sorry Deidara...I didn't mean to lose my temper. I know I'm quick to get angry, especially with you but you've been through a..."

The red head was cut short of his words as two arms wrapped around him hugging him tightly, a face buried into his shoulder letting out soft sobs as hands gripped onto the back of his cloak. Sasori's eyes widened at this as blush spread across his cheeks like wildfire. He hated to admit it, but he longed for this, for him, for his brat. Slowly his eyes closed as he wrapped his arms around Deidara. But what threw him off was the fact of what if. What if Deidara didn't love Sasori like he loved Deidara? Right now, he didn't care. Comforting Deidara was all that mattered to him right now. Alone in a room with his brat, holding him while he cried. A secret dream come true.

"Shh, it's alright brat...I'm sorry." He whispered softly to the blonde, gently rubbing his back.

Deidara tensed up slightly at Sasori's reaction to what he did. He sniffled a bit as he pulled back and looked up at Sasori who was still blushing, his lips pressed in a straight line, trying to mask his happiness. Bringing a hand up and using his index finger again, Sasori gently wiped the tears away as he stared into those brilliant blue crystal hues that were Deidara's eyes.

"Danna...I have to tell you something...but p...promise me you won't get mad yea?" Deidara said, still a little unsure of what he had to say.

"Alright, what is it?" He asked.

Deidara opened his mouth to speak, "I..."

CRASH

Part of the ceiling caved in as a familiar man stood before them. It was Suji, his eyes were full of anger and hatred as he stared daggers into the blonde. Sasori's arms secured themselves around Deidara, holding him tightly. Sasori didn't understand what came over him but he knew it was love but was Deidara going to confess that he too loved Sasori? He shook his head of these thoughts. Now wasn't the time to think of it, he had to protect Deidara.

"Step away from the blond, or I'll kill you both!" Suji growled.

Sasori chuckled a bit letting go of Deidara as he stood up in front of him, not moving out of the way. Suji growled again.

"I said step away from him! I WILL KILL YOU!" Suki yelled out, not even thinking.

Sasori smirked as he brought his hands up in front of himself, catching Suji before he could attack as he tossed him back into the wall.

"Surely you must not be back to full strength after getting fucked up by us last night. But I will be the one killing someone. I will kill you, not the other way around."

That smirk never left the red heads face as he walked towards Suji who was now slumped over on the floor. Evidently still very weak from the previous fight earlier on.

"This is your only chance, leave now...or I will paint the walls in your blood."

Suji glared at him as he pulled a kunai from his back pocket, aiming it up at Sasori as he planted his free hand on the ground pushing himself up trying to stab the kunai through Sasori's gut. Sasori didn't bother moving out of the way catching Suji's wrist and twisted it around until it cracked. Suji cried out feeling his wrist break.

"I won't tell you again, leave now," Sasori ordered.

Suji still didn't budge, trembling from the mass amount of pain that pooled in his wrist.

"Fine. I'll make this quick," Sasori said darkly, gripping onto Suji's broken wrist tightly.

Suji yelled out a long stream of curse words as he tried to pull his wrist free. Struggling only made the pain worse as the puppet master grinned, pulling his arm as hard as he could, dislocating it but not breaking it clean off.

"You fail as a ninja, you know that? You lost a battle several hours ago and lost a loved one. Go figure you'd so blindly run into battle without carefully planning out what you were going to do. Seriously, how can you call yourself a ninja. Push your emotions aside and give your ego a fucking break."

Eyes glared up at Sasori, angered, displeased with his choice of words. Before Sasori could get another word in, Suji spat at him. Sasori growled lowly at him dropping his wrist from his grasp.

Silence filled the room as Deidara sat there, not sure what he could do. But he knew Sasori would give him shit if he tried to help. But all was answered when Deidara and Sasori heard very familiar voices.

"Ha you mother fucker! You thought you could kill these two! You must be fucking retarded you asshole! I'm gonna sacrifice you to Jashin sama BITCH!"

"Hidan! We're collecting the bounty on this asshole. Save your sacrifice for someone who gives a shit."

"Fuck you Kakazu! You money whore!"

Sasori nearly facepalmed, "would you two shut up and get him out of here!"

Hidan and Kakazu jumped slightly quitting their argument turning to face Sasori with a nod.

"Yeah whatever...we're on it. Hidan, grab him and lets go," Kakazu ordered.

Hidan grunted and walked forward. Suji moved backwards slightly trying to avoid the silver haired male but was unsuccessful in his evasion. Gripping him by the hair on his head, Hidan pulled Suji and swung him up over his shoulder. He struggled but Hidan was much stronger than he was.

"Alright Kakazu, let's get the fuck outta this shit hole!" Hidan said, walking out the door rather then the hole in the ceiling.

Kakazu followed him but stopped at the door and turned around, "Sasori, when you and Deidara have rested, head back to the base, your mission is complete."

Without waiting for a response, he followed the jashinist down the hall and out of the house.

Sasori sighed and turned his attention back to Deidara who was still sitting there, looking up at the red head. He moved back and knelt down in front of Deidara.

"Now what was it you wanted to say brat?" Sasori asked.

Light blush covered Deidara's cheeks as he looked at the floor then at Sasori, "well..I...Sasori...er...Danna...I love you yea..."

He immediately stared at the ground again, waiting for the shoot down. He closed his eyes clenching his teeth and fists, waiting for the strike. Moments passed and nothing. Sasori's eyes had lit up slightly but Deidara didn't notice. He instantly jumped when he felt arms wrap around him and pull him close. His eyes shot open as he looked up, Sasori smiling back at him.

"Brat...I hate to say it...but at the same time I don't...I love you too."

Deidara was speechless and Sasori knew this was his chance. Without words being exchanged, Sasori leant in, placing a soft kiss upon his blonde bombers lips. The blondes eyes widened at shut at the gentle touch of Sasori's lips against his as he practically melted into his arms.