A/N: I didn't really like that lemon as much as my other ones, but meh. It was different. Had to put in the dominant Dei. Even though it was...brief...Anyways. Allow me to explain the whole "Sasori can feel thing." He could feel before when he was in his human body, but now, the feeling was increased tenfold. Um...compare it to a pregnant woman's sense of feel. There are some instances where the sensory organs are heightened. That's now. This chapter...I can't really say where this is going. Maybe I'll get into the new threat...dunno. I just woke up a few hours ago...have a good idea and I'm rolling with it. Gotta love my weird dreams. Not really a dream...the first part of this actually happened to me! Lol. Except I didn't have to go on a mission...I had to go to school...that's even worse. It's...3:30 am here. Oi vey. Gonna be another long night! Thank Kami for spell check! About the Sharingan thing, near the middle/end: I will get into more detail at the end of this chapter. Ja ne!


Fated Reunion

Chapter 4: A Past Due Update


Deidara awoke sometime later the next day. His eyes fluttered open, trying to adjust to the intruding light that was the sun. Sasori forgot to close the curtains again. Sighing, the blond let his arm rest weakly over his eyes. He hadn't been in this much pain in a while. Even when it happened the first time, he didn't remember the pain being this bad. His whole body was cramping up. Every muscle in his body was on fire. It took all he had not to groan at the tight feeling. It was torture. He wasn't complaining about the mind blowing sex he and his danna shared. Oh, no. He was just complaining about his muscles not being used to it, like they should be.

His eyes finally adjusted to the bright sun, allowing his arm to slowly remove itself from his head. That in itself was a task. His arm muscles even hurt. And he didn't even use them that much! It was as if every muscle in his body was screaming at him. He could hear them now: 'You fucking idiot! How could you do this to us!?' Deidara sighed quietly. He blinked the sleep away a few times before looking down at he weight on his chest.

Sasori was sleeping. The blond had to literally do a double take. His eyes were wide as he took in the rarely seen sight. The puppeteer had actually fallen asleep. Deidara didn't know whether he should scream for joy, or cry at the beauty. He noticed that his hand was embedded in the red hair, softly holding his danna's head on his collarbone. He smiled. No doubt the red head would be in just about as much pain as he was now. He was not looking forward to that.

Glancing out the window, Deidara estimated it to be about two in the afternoon. Not only was Sasori sleeping, but he was sleeping in, too. This truly was a treat. And here he was complaining about the blond sleeping late. The Iwa-nin looked back at his danna and gently kissed his head. "Danna," he called softly. When the red head didn't even stir, Deidara laughed a little. He really was exhausted. "Danna," he called, slightly louder. Sasori moved a little, burying his face in the blond's neck. The blond shivered at the tickling of his danna's warm breath. "Danna, time to get up, un," he whispered, trying not to get aroused this early. Especially when neither were up to fixing it.

"Be quiet, brat," Sasori growled quietly. He was probably sleep talking.

Deidara sighed and turned his head to the side, kissing his lover's forehead. "Danna? It's past noon, yeah," he whispered delicately.

At this, Sasori's eyes reluctantly opened. Though half lidded, Deidara could tell that he was trying to mask his pain. "Shit," his danna hissed. The pain just hit him. He weakly lifted his head, trying to work out the kinks in his neck. His eyes met Deidara's, who was staring back at him with a sympathetic look that said he knew how he felt. His muscles ached, his head throbbed, his neck hurt the most. There was an uncomfortable stinging and burning present. He tried to remember what happened that might have caused it. He had nothing. His forehead met Deidara's shoulder as he released a pained sigh. "Damn it."

Deidara brought his hand up to idly rub his danna's back. He turned his head to look at his danna. What he was greeted with was a round purple bruise. It looked as if he had been bitten. There was a few punctures in four spots. Most likely from canines. That's when it came back to the blond. He had bitten his danna in his heated frenzy. "Uh...d-danna?" he breathed, voice full of fear and embarrassment.

"There's a mark, isn't there?" he groaned. A whimper from his partner only confirmed it. He smirked. "I thought as much." He looked at the younger male and smirked when he saw the fear shining in the blue eyes. "Don't concern yourself about it. I'm fine." He kissed the blond softly before sighing. He had to get up. Might as well start the agonizing task. His forehead collided with the bed. His arms came up to rest on either side of Deidara's shoulders. He tried to focus his energy on his arms, willing them to support his weight. Once he knew they wouldn't give out on him, he pushed against the bed.

Deidara watched while his danna tried to sit up. The red head groaned as he got to his hands and knees. He glared at his shaking arms and tried to stop them. No such luck. He was drained. Even with sleep, his body was physically exhausted. He looked down at the blond, watching the amusement play out on his face. "If you laugh, Deidara, I swear I will rip out your vocal chords," he hissed.

Deidara started laughing, meeting his danna's glare with his own. "If you did that, then you wouldn't hear me scream your name, yeah," he whispered seductively, getting dangerously close to his danna's face. Sasori just glared at him for a minute before smirking. Deidara sat up more on his elbows to look at his danna. "We have an understanding, un," he said smugly.

Sasori grinned dangerously. The blond blinked and shrank back a little. "You know what?" he whispered, leaning back down to his lover. He saw the younger gulp nervously. The red head leaned closer until his face was by the Iwa man's ear. He stayed there in silence for a few seconds, letting his uke worry. He lightly kissed the pale neck before whispering delicately into his ear. "I love you, Deidara." With that, he got up slowly.

The blond just laid there, completely frozen. There definitely was a significant change in Sasori as of late. He didn't know what it was, but it kind of scared him. This made the puppet unpredictable. Usually, the blond could tell what he was thinking, thanks to their little sessions with each other. Lately, it was like he never even knew him at all. "Get up, brat." Deidara blinked out of his thoughts and watched his danna pull on his pants with difficulty. Once the pants were up and in place, Sasori turned back to his lover.

"Danna, what's wrong with you, un?" he asked quietly. Sasori stared silently, unsure of what he meant. Deidara averted his glance as he slowly pushed himself to a sitting position. He winced at the shooting pain in his hips and lower region. He sighed heavily, lowering his head. "You're not acting right, un...is something wrong, danna?"

Sasori tried to understand. He thought over what he could mean and how he had been acting the past few nights. His gaze was fixated on the floor in thought, making him appear pissed. It just dawned on him that he had, in fact, been acting differently since he regained feeling. It must have been that his emotions were spilling out at his happiness. His stoic demeanor had slipped and faltered before around the blond brat, but as of late, it had been almost nonexistent.

Snapping from his thoughts, Sasori lifted his head to gaze at his partner, who was currently struggling to get dressed. "You're afraid," the puppeteer stated calmly. This one statement caused the blond to stop his actions immediately. The red head smirked and nodded in understanding as he went over to his blond lover. He stood in front of him. "You don't have to be afraid, Dei. It was just elation. I'm alright now." Deidara looked up at his danna to make sure he wasn't lying or hurt by what he said. When he saw the normal cold stare he was used to, he smiled and hugged him gently. Sasori rested his hand on the top of his head. "Hurry up. We're going to be late for the meeting."

A few minutes later, Sasori and Deidara made it to the main part of the Akatsuki base. Sasori walked in normally, trying to hide his pain to the best of his abilities. Even in his battle puppet body, he was in pain. How was that possible? Who knows... Deidara...He limped inside painfully. The Akasuna had to resist the urge to carry him. If he did, it would show weakness. Though he loved the brat with every fiber of his being, Deidara had to learn to deal with pain. Sasori took his seat and watched his blond partner limp in to his seat. Once he plopped into his seat, the two stared at each other apologetically. The younger started laughing when his danna smirked.

The others started to flood into the meeting room, the two lovers silencing themselves. When Pein finally sauntered into the room and took his seat, all bickering stopped. He took his seat next to Deidara and leaned back in relaxation. He looked over everyone to study their actions. Everyone but Deidara looked normal. "Deidara. Is there a problem?" he asked, raising a brow.

The blond grinned and waved his hand. "Nah."

Pein rolled his orange eyes and stared down at the paper in his hand. Everyone sat in silence, missing the glances Sasori and Deidara gave to each other. The Leader cleared his throat and cracked his neck. "As you are all aware...there is an enemy that is after the bijuu." Everyone nodded. "We must do something about it. I never got the chance to receive your reports on the watch I sent you on two years ago. Now is the time. Without further hesitation, we shall start at the top. Shukkaku the Ichibi. Deidara."

Everyone's eyes landed on Deidara, waiting for his report. The blond sat up in his chair and shrugged. "Gaara of the Sand has become Kazekage, un. I posed as a member on the council. They spoke of upping the security at the village borders, un. The guards had been ordered to 'attack first and ask questions later' if they saw the Akatsuki cloak being worn by anyone, yeah. If they looked like Akatsuki, they were to be brought in for interrogation." He sighed as he tried to remember everything else he heard at the council.

Pein nodded. "Were you caught?" he asked, staring at the blond in warning.

"Any longer and I would have been, yeah. Gaara was beginning to become skeptical. He even made every member of the council take tests, un." Everyone stared at Deidara, causing him to sweat-drop. "Stop staring at me, yeah! I'm not stupid, un! I passed," he mumbled. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced half-heartedly at Sasori, secretly thanking him for supplying him with all the Suna knowledge he possessed.

He turned back to Pein a few seconds later. "Gaara insisted that most of the Jonin be sent out to scout the perimeters, leaving it wide open for an attack, yeah. It was also confirmed that the carrier of the Nibi would be accompanying them, un. This was why Gaara was being so paranoid and sending all the Jonin out on guard, un. The Sannin would be split up...some would be on the inner perimeters of the village and some would be with the Kazekage at all times, yeah."

Pein nodded and crossed his arms. "Just as I thought...he's too predictable." Deidara nodded. "Is that all?" The blond nodded. "Understood. What were these tests you went through?"

The Iwa-nin shrugged nonchalantly. "They asked questions about the village's history, un. Who was the Kazekage before Gaara, un? How was his position made free? What were his kids names, yeah? They asked 'what was Sasori of the Red Sand's specialty,' yeah."

Sasori smirked as everyone's attention was on him. "It seems your village has not forgotten you, Sasori," Pein commented with a brief smirk. The red head shook his head with a small sigh. The Leader turned his attention back to the blond. "So, then you and Hidan came into contact?" he inquired. Both men nodded. "Well done. Next...Nekomata the Nibi. Hidan."

The silver haired man sighed as he crossed his arms. "This Waterfall Village woman possesses the fucking cat. When someone challenged her to a battle, she kicked their ass. Bad." He snickered lightly at the faces the men made as they died. "Not only can the fucking cat control the dead, but it can control fire."

Pein had to remind himself that Hidan was a comrade so he wouldn't 'accidentally' harm him. "What is this woman's name?" he asked as calmly as he could. Wasn't an easy task when he had to listen to the constant profanities spewing from the disrespectful bastard.

Hidan held his chin in thought. "Fuck if I know. Something like...Amara Tsukichi. Yeah, that's it."

Pein sat quietly in thought for a moment. He could have sworn he caught that Nibi. He remembered extracting it from a Cloud Village woman. He didn't bother to remember her name. He glared at the floor, trying to remember how it got free. His eyes closed as he tried to remember. The memory escaped him at the moment. Everyone sat in silence while the Leader appeared to be thinking. "Leader," Konan called in her quiet voice.

Pein's eyes snapped open as he finally remembered. Someone snuck in the hideout and destroyed the statue. He remembered. It was Orochimaru and Kabuto. Nekomata must have escaped and wandered from village to village until it found a suitable carrier. That would make sense as to why it chose this Amara Tsukichi woman. "Lea-"

"Does she have control over her Jinchuuriki?" Pein finally asked, cutting Konan off. The woman sat back, seeing that her partner was alright.

Hidan raised a brow. "Fuck no," he said with a laugh.

Pein's brow wanted to twitch. He resisted the urge and asked again. "Where does she stand, concerning her village?"

Hidan thought about it for a while. "Her village fucking loves her. She's like a damn god to them. Apparently the fucking cat isn't that much of a threat, so they support it." He shrugged. "Waterfall Village is fucking weird." Kakuzu glared at him and slapped the back of his head roughly. The Jashinist fell forward a bit and rubbed the back of it. "Fuck! Asshole!" he hissed at his partner. Kakuzu shrugged and crossed his arms as if he never moved.

Pein secretly thanked Kakuzu for slapping him when he did, otherwise, he would be tempted to dismember the foul mouthed man. He shook his head and decided it best to move on. "Isonade the Sanbi. Kisame."

Everyone's attention fell upon the shark man. Kisame shrugged. "The Sanbi found a suitable carrier after a year of me watching it. It surfaced a few times, just keeping watch over its territory, but nothing out of the ordinary. The last time it surfaced, it was attacked by a few Kiri-nin. They sealed it into a scroll. A few days later, a kid returned the the same spot where Isonade was caught."

"Were you able to gather any information on this kid?" Pein asked, trying to get him to give a name or something.

Kisame nodded. "Shinji Tamara of the Mist. He's nineteen years old, specializes in water based attacks, beat Zabuza at age eleven." Pein looked at him curiously. Kisame nodded. "He participated in Kirigakure's annual tournament and won every single match without a scratch. His attacks are close range. Long range aren't all that good, unless they're jutsu."

Pein nodded. That was more than enough information for him. "Did you keep the tournament card?" Kisame dug in his cloak sleeve and threw it to Pein. The Leader caught it easily and looked it over. The kid had dark ebony hair, reaching to his shoulders. His eyes were a deep blue and his skin was a dark tan. Underneath the picture was the boy's stats. "Anything else?" Pein asked, still reading over the card.

"He's always hanging around this one girl...I think she might be a Jinchuuriki. I sensed something odd," Kisame said, crossing his arms in thought.

Pein nodded and decided that if he and another Akatsuki came into contact with one another, the girl was a Jinchuuriki. "We'll look into that in the near future. Souko the Yonbi. Sasori."

Sasori kept his voice level and low, as if it wasn't a big deal. "I didn't see the bijuu until two months into the surveillance. When it showed itself, it attacked." Pein looked at him oddly. "It took a few days to fight it off. It's very territorial. Once the fight was over, it disappeared from sight until another four months down the line. It had taken refuge in a Sound Village ninja, Kai Kusuke."

"Anything else?" Pein asked impassively.

Sasori nodded. "He participated in the Chuunin exams in Konoha. He single-handedly took out every enemy he came into contact with, without the use of any jutsu. His fighting technique resembles that of Sasuke Uchiha." Itachi glared at him. Sasori glared back with an accusing glare. "If my memory serves correctly, you said that you and Sasuke were the last of the Uchiha clan."

"We are," Itachi said coldly.

"Then...tell me...how did he acquire the Sharingan and the Uchiha fighting style?" Sasori asked coolly.

Pein stared at Sasori for a moment. Another Sharingan user? "Sasori, are you positive you saw the Sharingan being used?" he asked, trying to make sure it wasn't pure assumption. Sasori nodded. The Leader turned to Itachi. "Explanation?"

Itachi stared back at his Leader calmly. He sat in silence for a moment, trying to think of how this Oto-nin acquired the Sharingan. He had killed everyone in the Uchiha clan, save his pathetic brother. The Sharingan was a recessive trait of the Uchiha clan. It couldn't be Sasuke's child, even if he did somehow get a woman that was able to bare his child, she would have to have the Sharingan trait on one of her chromosomes, meaning she would have to have been a part of the Uchiha clan. (1)"Itachi," Pein called impatiently.

Itachi looked at Pein and blinked, warning him that he was thinking. "The Uchiha clan is dead, save my brother and I," he confirmed.

Pein stared quietly for a few moments. He would have to do research on the Sharingan, knowing he wouldn't get anything out of Itachi. The Uchiha prodigy never discussed his clan. Shrugging it off, and pushing it in the back of his mind for now, Pein turned to Sasori, nodding for him to continue. "He-"

"Sempai!" came an annoying voice that made Deidara flinch. Sasori just glared at the incoming nuisance, as did Itachi and Pein. Tobi came into view and glomped the Iwa-nin, causing him to fall out of his chair and onto the ground. He got an annoyed expression on his face. "Tobi was looking for you, sempai!" he laughed.

Deidara looked at Pein, noticing he was glaring at the little fool. "Get off of me, you little shit," warned the blond in a low hiss.

"Aww...but, sempai-"

"I said, get off, yeah!" Deidara growled, pushing Tobi off angrily. The blond stood and brushed himself off. He looked at Pein. "Who is he and why is he here, un?" he asked, trying to sound respectful.

The Leader glanced at Tobi. He glared for a moment before turning his attention back to his subordinate. "Zetsu found him," he said vaguely. He was hiding something. (2) Deidara didn't want to anger his Leader, so he let it go, glaring at Tobi. "Tobi, stop interrupting meetings," Pein growled quietly, his orange eyes flashing to silver, showing his serious tone.

Tobi whined and dropped his head. "But...aww...okay..." He exited the room quietly with a sigh, leaving the others to glare at his back. They all had had their fair share of his annoying behavior.

Once Tobi was gone, Pein redirected his attention back to Sasori. "What were you saying?" he asked, trying to regain his composure. Sasori shook his head, saying he was finished. The Leader gave him a skeptical look. When he was greeted with an emotionless mask, he decided it was nothing. He turned his attention back to the other bijuu. "Houko the Gobi. Itachi."

The Uchiha elder nodded. "The bijuu has taken refuge in Ritsuka Minato of Ame."

Pein raised his brow at a bijuu taking refuge in a Rain-nin. It was uncommon, especially for this particular bijuu. Nonetheless, he nodded. He knew he would have to question Itachi if he were to get any information out of him; Itachi sure as hell wouldn't up and say it. "Does he possess any particular fighting style?"

Itachi nodded. "His specialty jutsu are elemental based. Hand-to-hand needs some work."

"Were there any abnormalities in his routine?" Itachi shook his head. "Did he at least leave the village?" The raven haired teen shook his head once more. Pein began to get somewhat frustrated at such short answers, but he let it go. If he had more questions concerning Ritsuka, he would pull Itachi aside and demand answers. "Your silence needs adjusting," the Leader suggested. The Sharingan user just stared coldly. "Moving on. Raiju the Rokubi has sought shelter in a woman named Ayame Takushi from Cloud Village. Throughout the two years under my surveillance, she has been alone, training for her tournaments. She specializes in thunder-based jutsu and excels in stealthy attacks. Her hand to hand is remarkably strong."

Everyone nodded at their Leader's brief explanation. Deidara nearly fell out of his chair at the speech by his, usually quiet, Leader. Pein continued as if it were nothing, once again. "Kaku the Shichibi. Kakuzu."

The money hungry man put down his calculator and stopped counting his money, having paid little to no attention of the bijuu update. "Kaku the Shichibi was seen hanging around Shinji Tamara, the Sanbi. I didn't bother to make contact with Kisame, due to the simple fact of my not caring. Their meetings were brief, but long enough to know there is something between them. Kaku resides inside Himimatsu Shizumi of Kiri. Her speed is exceptional, as well as her knowledge of rare jutsu. She is considered a rogue ninja, looking for trouble. Upon further research, I noticed her name in the Bingo book. She is wanted for mass murder and known as one of the highest ranking assassins in any country."

As soon as Kakuzu stopped speaking, he went back to his calculator and money. He had to keep up Akatsuki's finances! Pein nodded and rolled his eyes at his subordinate's money obsession. "Yamata no Orochi, or Hachimata, the Hachibi. Zetsu."

The plant man sat in silence for a few moments. "Hachimata is currently harbored in Jin Akeitaro of Sound. His whole being resembles Orochimaru. I believe he is a descendant of him. He looks almost identical to him, uses the same summoning jutsu, even has someone that looks like Kabuto to work for him," the white side informed calmly.

Pein glanced at Deidara. He seemed to be taking this in rather easily. He turned his attention back to Zetsu. "What is his status with his village?"

"Same as the snake bastard that deserted us,"the black side replied with an arrogant tone.

The young Leader just stared for a moment and nodded. "Kyuubi no Youko. Konan."

The blue haired female nodded and started her explanation in her calm, quiet, respected voice that held an air of authority. "Naruto Uzumaki has been busy searching for Sasuke with Haruno Sakura and Hatake Kakashi. Kyuubi recently started showing his appearance through Uzumaki. His eyes turn red, his nails grow sharper, his lips turn black, and his facial markings become more prominent. He has been accompanying Tsunade and Jiraiya wherever they may go. He has perfected a Rissengan jutsu as of late."

Pein nodded. He turned his attention back to everyone else. "All of your surveillances went well. Your information will be thought over and I will inform you of the Akatsuki's next step concerning the Jinchuuriki. I have missions for some of you." Everyone listened carefully. "Sasori, Deidara. You are to go to Kusa to gather information from an informant concerning the new threat. You leave in two hours and are expected back in two days."

The two partners nodded. "Hidan, Kakuzu. Go after the Nibi in Waterfall Village. That will be the easiest to capture, due to her lack of control. I expect you back in two weeks, unless otherwise discussed." The two nodded. Pein stood fluidly and started walking to the door of the meeting room. "You are dismissed." With that, he and Konan were gone.


TBC

(1) Sharingan- The Sharingan is a recessive trait of the Uchiha clan. Though it's found on the male's 'X' chromosome, and possibly can be passed on to the offspring, it's so uncommon there is a VERY slim chance that it will be passed onto other generations. Sasuke has this big dream of restoring his clan, but he doesn't take into account the Sharingan trait. It's said that Itachi possesses this knowledge, but it has not been proved.

Say the Sharingan in the brothers are 'Ss' and their normal eye color is 'SS.' Thanks to the Punnet Square, we come out with the offspring's traits as: 'SS,' 'SS', 'SS', and 'Ss.' There is a one in four chance of the baby having the Sharingan. Now, that's not taking into account the woman they have the child with. Say the woman they have a child with...her traits for eyes are 'Gg.' It throws off the entire pairing. 'GS,' 'Sg,' 'Gs,' and 'gs.' See what I mean? Sasuke can easily restore his clan, but the Sharingan will die with him and Itachi, unless the new members plan on doing what Itachi is: ripping out his eyes for personal use. Even then, they would not possess the Sharingan eye trait. It would just be like...plastic surgery. You get upgrades to your face and everything else, but that is not what your body was born with, therefore, you don't possess the trait.

The only way for him to restore the Sharingan would be for him to find a woman that possesses a Sharingan trait on one her 'X' chromosomes. That would be impossible, however. Itachi killed off every single Uchiha. That includes the women. The only way for someone to possess the Sharingan is by cutting out another Uchiha's eye, and implanting it in their own head, like Obito and Kakashi. And even then, you have to take into account the blood type. So, you see, there are multiple problems with restoring the Sharingan.

(2) I am well aware of Pein working under Tobi/Madara Uchiha/Obito. That is what he was hiding. But, I am also aware that they have an unspoken deal. Madara would pose as Tobi with his mask on, but when it comes off, Madara is the true leader of the Akatsuki. Sorry for those of you that didn't know.