A Diplomatic Mission for Suna’s Akasuna no Sasori Chapter 2: Missing, a naruto fanfic

A/N: I had fun writing this chapter. Sorry for the wait. I'm really not helping the Akatsuki image...

Warning: Slashy goodness, OOC Itachi and Sasori, a pedophilic Orochimaru... and Deidara.

Disclaimer: Orochimaru is currently being held in my closet, bound and gagged. If Kishimoto-sensei wants him back, then he'll have to trade the rights to Naruto. But I'm assuming he doesn't want Oro-kun back seeing as how the dude -beeped out for spoilers- Oh well. My brother always did want a life-size Naruto figurine.

I Missed You, Danna.

It was raining again. How annoying, un. The blonde teenager reflected as he stared at the sky. It feels like lately… All Iwagakure has to offer is rain. There's no mom, no dad, no Sasori-danna.

All right. Let's go find them, un. I'm sick of this pseudo-Amegakure.

Akasuna no Sasori had a permanent frowning expression glued to his face.

He had left Suna two years ago, joined Akatsuki a week later and was partnered to this…. thing two days after. He supposed the thing had a name but really. It didn't deserve one. Why?

Because it was ugly. And it had stupid ideas about art. And it was hitting on Itachi Uchiha right now. And it was the reason as to why said Uchiha was glaring at its partner and asking for the redhead to put the thing on a leash.

"Orochimaru. Get off of Itachi. Or else he'll go Mangekyou Sharingan on your ass and as hilarious as that would be, I can't afford the hindrance." Sasori snapped at the it.

The 'it', whose name was Orochimaru, took another look at the fifteen-year-old mass murderer and decided to follow his partner's advice for once. He did as he was told and watched jealously as the prodigy gave him one last glare and at next to his partner on the couch where they flipped through the channels, Jan Ken Pon-ing each other for control over the remote.

"You little shit! You can't use your Sharingan at Jan Ken Pon! Cheater!" Sasori shouted at Itachi, acting extremely childish for once.

"I'm not cheating, I'm being resourceful!" Itachi retorted as he yanked the remote out of Sasori's grasp, thus ensuing a remote war.

The other members of Akatsuki, well, the ones who weren't sulking or out greeting the new recruits, watched in amusement.

Or at least, that was the plan until the alarm went off. Leader bzzt-ed into existence.

"Zetsu, report. Who are the intruders and which village are they from?" He asked briskly as the rest of Akatsuki assembled behind the two.

"Actually…" started Zetsu's white half.

"There's one intruder, girly looking, blonde, flying on a bird, about eighteen or nineteen, has an artificial eye. He took out the seals with explosives that seem to be able to move. He has mouths on both hands and is preparing to explode the main entrance. He appears to hail from Iwagakure." Finished the black half.

Sasori cursed very colorfully.

"Um… What was it that Sasori-danna said that one time? Oh yeah-" Deidara started only to be cut off by…

"Don't go around blowing things up. Because you're my responsibility, I have to pay for the damage you caused. So next time, why don't you just send a clay bird to me or something?" Sasori finished, stepping out of the rock dust.

"Sasori-danna!" Deidara yelped. He jumped off the clay bird onto the water as it exploded behind him. The rest of Akatsuki winced when it blew up a few trees and rocks. Zetsu looked scandalized. However, the blonde teenager and the red-haired puppet master ignored this.

"Deidara, if you remember, why do you still insist on going around blowing things up?" Sasori asked as he walked slower to the blonde, carefully skirting a floating, burnt tree branch.

Deidara Katsuhiko, age eighteen, grinned at the twenty-four-year-old. "I was afraid that after two years of never seeing me, you might forget what I looked like so I decided to jumpstart your memory with a bang, un!"

Indeed, although they hadn't seen each other face-to-face, they had exchanged letters on occasion.

Sasori walked over to his friend of ten years and stood beside him as the rest of the Akatsuki slowly advanced closer. Dangerous S-class criminals they may be, not a single one of them had bodies meant to be exploded.

"Sasori, would you like to introduce us?" Leader asked stiffly, trying not to look at the bit of clay Deidara was toying with.

Sasori opened his mouth to speak when…

"I'm Deidara Katsuhiko, un!! I'm from Iwagakure and I'm the third Tsuchikage's son. Therefore, I'm a boy. But he's been dead for six years now so I don't know as much as you guys might want me to know, un. I like sweet things and things that go BOOM!!! Oh, and Sasori-danna. That's why I'm here, un! I decided that I didn't like Iwagakure anymore because they only thing it had was rain and rain is boring." Deidara chirped.

"…"

"Okay… Kakuzu, why don't you get an application for Katsuhiko-san? Meanwhile, why don't we go somewhere more… secluded?" Leader asked, his voice becoming increasingly more strained. But poor Leader didn't realize that this was only the beginning of Deidara's antics. And neither did he realize that Deidara was only the first of three other psychopaths who would join the ranks of Akatsuki but never act like a member of Akatsuki was expected to act.

Sasori sat next to Deidara on the couch where the blonde was crouched over a form and scribbling hastily.

"Hey, Danna? What do I write for 'Strange Habits'?" Deidara asked, poking Sasori in the ribs with a pen to get the redhead's attention. "Because… like, what if I don't have any, un?"

Sasori stared in disbelief.

"Um… Deidara, you do have strange habits. You have weird habit of tacking an 'un' at the end of all your sentences. And when anybody gives you more than a tablespoonful of sugar, you become hyperactive. And you have those nights when you just refuse to sleep. And you have an obsession with your hair. And wherever you go, a mess of clay follows. And you have a somewhat violent addiction to sugar and caffeine." Sasori listed.

Deidara pouted, "Those don't count, un!"

"You also like prank toys and you have a tendency of being overly-friendly with people to the point that they would like to kill you." Sasori continued. "You have an obsession with cooking. You wear your emotions on your sleeves. You complain on a daily basis and you are a talented actor who will use a cute face and crocodile tears to get your way. You fold your underwear and you insist on using orange mint toothpaste because no other flavor will do."

The eighteen year old crossed his arms, "Those aren't habits, they're preferences!"

"The mouths on your hands eat clay. You give strange if not disturbingly accurate nicknames to people. You can eat talk and breathe at the same-"

"Okay, I get it Sasori-danna!" Deidara shouted. After another ten minutes of scribbling, the blonde nin was done. He fell back and laid himself down, half on the couch, half on Sasori's lap with a tired huff. The older man looked down and Deidara waved the papers in his face.

"What do I do with these, un? Do I give them to Mr. Person Without A Face or do I give it to Mr. Tentacle Things?" he asked, referring to Leader and Kakuzu respectively.

Sasori began toying with Deidara's hair, a habit that had developed ten years ago and despite two years of not playing with the golden locks the habit still hadn't broken.

"You keep them until Leader calls you for your first test." He replied absently, his fingers running through the hair.

"Yeah? Okay then, Danna…" Deidara was asleep in seconds. And the rest of the Akatsuki immediately surrounded Sasori. Itachi sat next to the older man on the couch's armrest while Kisame, Orochimaru, Kakuzu, and Zetsu popped up from behind the couch.

"I give him a week." Kisame announced.

"He won't even make it in." Orochimaru said.

"Hn, you're both wrong, he'll last as long as Sasori is here." Itachi said, clicking his tongue against his teeth.

Kakuzu put in his two cents; "I say that Itachi's right so if we win then you guys give us twice the amount."

Zetsu commented last, "I think… He'll last even after Sasori leaves. Leader likes him."

Sasori frowned, "Do I get to place a bet?"

The five replied at once, "No, you cheat."

Deidara lazily opened his visible eye and yawned, "Sasori-danna wouldn't cheat…un." He mumbled before shifting and cuddling closer to the redhead.

The other five ninjas stared at Deidara in awe. No one got that close to Sasori and lived to tell the tale.

"So you didn't really do anything to get yourself labeled as missing nin other than packing your stuff and saying goodbye to the gate guards?" Leader asked Deidara in disbelief.

The eighteen-year-old smiled cheerfully, "Yep, you got that right, un! A week ago, I decided I was sick of Iwagakure because it's a boring place so I decided to find Sasori-danna. I kinda found him a few days ago when I saw him coming here, un."

"Sasori didn't tell you anything? You didn't know about the organization, its location or anything until a few days ago?" Leader questioned sharply.

"No sir, Leader sir, un. I found it out by spying… I hope you don't mind, un. I mean, me and Sasori-danna exchanged letters but it's always about some of the randomest things, like jutsu's I've learned, his new puppets, weather, food and just some of the stuff we talk about."

"Stuff you talk about?" Leader questioned lightly.

"Yeah, family, events in our background trading jokes and insults. Hey you wanna know one? The first time I met Sasori-danna, he was fourteen, an ANBU captain, and had just been assigned an A-class mission. Baby-sit eight-year-old me. Apparently it had a high fatality and failure rate but I swear to Jashin-sama that I never killed any of them… They kinda kicked the bucket a few days later from trauma and stuff." Deidara replied, staring at some random point to the right of Leader's head, as though reminiscing.

Leader stared.

"Well. Let's continue, shall we?"

Deidara bounced back into the main room where the six missing-nin were watching some movie. He raised a fine gold eyebrow and picked up the case of the DVD.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

"… Orochimaru, did you, at any point in time, shave your head bald and fuse yourself to the back of some idiot's head?" Itachi asked in a strangely detached voice.

Orochimaru was busy gaping at the television screen from the floor.

"Hey… Mr. Leader Person told me to tell you that he needed to see you all in the um… Sealing room. Really quickly for something, un." Deidara said, faltering here and there when the Akatsuki made reactions to what was happening in the movie.

"POTTER IS SO DAMN STUPID!" Kisame shrieked suddenly, sending aforementioned wizard a glare of death.

Deidara frowned but decided that he had relayed his message now and shrugged. He made his way around the Akatsuki members who stared entranced at the screen and sat down on Sasori, seeing as how Kisame and Itachi occupied the surrounding seats. He found himself instantly enfolded in Sasori's arms. The blonde leaned back into Sasori's chest as the scenes of the movie played in his crystal blue eye.

Sasori leaned in close to the other male whose body, he noted was still built like a girl's. Never mind that this gave the little blonde an advantage when the opponent underestimated the eighteen-year-old. Settling all five feet six inches of the blonde ball of hyperactivity onto his lap, Sasori tucked a piece of gold hair behind Deidara's ear.

"So how did it go?" he asked as one hand trailed through the blonde hair and the other held the teenager.

"It was okay, un. Mr. Person seemed a bit scared here and there but I think I'll get to stay. Mr. Person liked the stories about us. Like our first meeting and stuff, un. Oh, and that time with the fair when the lady thought I was your girlfriend." Deidara whispered back, as the movie was still going on. Unfortunately, a certain Uchiha was sitting next to them and just happened to have a very good auditory memory.

"You didn't. Dei-chan, please tell me you didn't." Sasori whispered, horrified. Deidara smiled, turned and gave Sasori a kiss on the cheek.

"Okay's then, I'll tell you I didn't and lie outright." He replied, grinning cheekily before turning back to the screen.

Sasori tied the braid in Deidara's hair off in revenge.

Then there was silence.

"YOU STUPID IDIOTS!! I TOLD YOU TO GO TO THE SEALING ROOM IMMEDIATELY!" Came Leader's booming voice over the intercom.

Kisame twisted around, searching for the origin of the voice then yelled in the general direction of the speaker, "NO YOU DIDN'T!!" he screamed, much like a teenager whining at his father.

Itachi jammed an elbow into Kisame's ribs. "Yes, he did through Deidara-san. But you people were busy watching the television and didn't notice."

Kakuzu sighed, "Itachi-kun, if you knew, why didn't you inform us?"

Itachi shrugged, "I figured if Deidara-san, who is very loud, couldn't get your attention, then it was unlikely I could. Besides, I wanted to see the end of the movie."

"GET MOVING!" was blared from the speakers. Akatsuki was gone in a flash with only poor Deidara, the sofa, the television, a bowl of popcorn and a few movies in the cavernous room.

But not before one of Orochimaru's hands trailed through Deidara's hair.

The blonde teenager's aura grew murderous but found no one in the room. He made his way to the stack of movies instead.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail was the movie Deidara picked up.

"Welcome to Akatsuki, Deidara Katsuhiko. From this day forth, you shall wear the ring of Seiryuu on your right index finger. However… we have a little initiation test for you to complete first." Leader said.

Deidara tilted his head in question.

"Defeat or fight an Akatsuki member to a draw. You may choose your opponent." Was the reply before Leader bzzt-ed out of existence.

Deidara immediately pointed to Orochimaru.

"Hey Mr. Snake Thing!! Get down here, I want to fight you, un!"

"Begin." Hissed Zetsu who stood before the two. He quickly melted into the ground and reappeared on the statue's right pinky finger.

Deidara initiated the battle and threw a poisonous smoke bomb at the snake, using the brief moment he had to jump on to a clay bird.

Orochimaru summoned a snake quickly and blasted the smoke away, before rising into the air as well. He began making seals and summoned his sword. The snake's head followed the bird as they circled each other.

The Sannin threw multiple shuriken and kunai at the blonde who dodged them easily. Deidara noted the letter bombs on the weapons and quickly created an explosion to counter the other explosion. Clay birds soon flew in at the snake and the blonde followed, missing its gaping mouth by less than a meter. In the instant he flew past, more bombs were thrown into the giant summons's mouth.

The black haired man on the snake's head used the moment to wrap his impossibly long tongue around the bird and ripped it in half. The giant snake's tail slammed Deidara into a cave wall. However, in the moment of contact, the teenager had plastered explosive clay on the tongue and fell from the wall, only to land on another bird that had been prepared in advance but not after dropping a good twenty feet.

Grinning like a maniac, with adrenaline pumping through his body in copious amounts, Deidara exploded the clay in the snake and on his opponent's tongue, an insane glint taking place in his eye when they both fell. His mechanical eye gleamed a murderous red when he began making more and more bombs, targeting them at Orochimaru. A mad giggle escaped when he heard curses floating out through the smoke.

Ignoring the passive stares of his audience, the blonde flew in to get the snake man and beat him up more. Sadly, Orochimaru wasn't going to just take this lying down as another summoning shot towards Deidara, managing to gouge a nice hole in his side with a venomous fang. The artist's eyes narrowed and his hands flew through a series of seals. He slammed his palm into the floor as the snake ate the bird, turning the floor into quicksand and made a homing bird to move on.

The fifty-some-year-old cursed when he recognized the technique and quickly blasted the entire floor with a fire technique, turning it all into glass. Summoning another snake when his second one was blasted into pieces again. He summarized his injuries quickly; some minor scrapes and burns on his arms, singed hair and a large blast wound in his side.

Deidara scowled when he realized his opponent was still alive and kicking. The snake's venom was starting to take hold so he needed to finish this quickly. He shoved his hands into the pouches full of clay as the bird dodged attacks. The blonde gleefully charged both hand/mouthfuls of clay with C3 chakra. But he quickly threw more pre-made explosives, knowing that they were laden with rock shards.

The Sannin glared darkly at his opponent. He knew perfectly well that he was weaker than anyone in the Akatsuki thus far but he was still a Sannin and he would. Not. Be. Beaten. So easily. Nothing for it then.

Kuchiyose no Jutsu!

Thousands of white snakes were summoned, their poison fouling the air. Kisame created a barrier for himself and Itachi, Kakuzu, Zetsu, Sasori, and Leader's aide threw up barriers themselves to protect from the poisonous fumes.

Deidara noted this and threw the first bomb, the voodoo like figure. It expanded to huge proportions and Deidara flew safely up to a better altitude.

"Katsu."

KA-BOOOOM!

The entire cave shook and despite this, the Akatsuki members remained unperturbed. The white snakes, on the other hand, were not as all of them disintegrated. In the confusion of the smoke and debris, Deidara aimed and threw the small dragon like sculpture at Orochimaru who was riding on the head of his fourth serpent. One that was notably larger than the rest.

The dragon grew to gigantic proportions and wrapped itself around Orochimaru and the snake. The dragon's head stared at Orochimaru, regurgitating thousands of tiny clay fish that drowned the snake-man.

Deidara projected his voice towards the soon-to-be-defeated victim.

"No one, except for Sasori-danna, can touch my hair. KATSU!" he said, the last word being shouted with glee.

Orochimaru cursed his pedophilic inclinations.

The rest of the Akatsuki swore not to ever touch Deidara's hair. Except for Sasori. Sasori only smiled in amusement. Then he ran to catch his wayward charge when he fell off the bird from poisoning.

Deidara woke to a dimly lit room where he rested on a bed. Black eyes peered at him from above his face.

"He's awake now, Sasori-san." Itachi announced. "His body seems to have neutralized the poisons all on its own and developed an immunity. You have a very useful body, Deidara-san. Also, Leader-sama would like to inform you that you are now an official member of Akatsuki and fully qualified to wear our ring and cloak. For the moment, your partner is to be Kakuzu but it's not official." Said the Uchiha heir.

Deidara nodded and sat up, groaning a bit. He examined his bandaged self and assessed the extent of his injuries. Two ribs were slightly cracked, he had sprained a wrist and of course he also had a hole in his torso.

"Sasori-danna, I do believe that your medical ninjutsu has not improved in the least since the day you attempted to bandage my knee." The blonde teenager said, grinning at his former babysitter. "Itachi-kun did a much better job with my wrist."

Sasori frowned slightly as the black-haired teenager's eyes glittered with amusement. Deidara staggered up, causing Sasori to raise an eyebrow.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked coolly when Deidara winced at the pain in his ribcage.

"Trying to turn into a pink giraffe." Deidara retorted. At Sasori's look, the blonde went to the defensive, "What? Ask a stupid question, expect a stupid answer! I do this all the time when I get hurt; you know it, un!"

Sasori gave an exasperated sigh before walking over; lifting up the newest Akatsuki member like a doll and dropping said blonde back onto the bed. They sat on the bed together and Sasori motioned Itachi over to redo the bandages, which had come loose.

"So… How long was I out, Danna?" Deidara asked, watching Itachi change the slightly bloody bandages.

"About half an hour, give or take a few minutes." Came a voice from the door, one that belonged to a certain blue, shark-like, former Mist nin.

Deidara smiled at the newcomer, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Shark. What's your name, un?"

"Kisame Hoshigaki. Nice to meet you, Blondie." Said the older man who proffered a hand for Deidara to shake. Deidara smiled brightly. Kisame grinned back. He sat down in the empty chair that Sasori had previously occupied, moving it over to Itachi who sat on the headboard of Deidara's new bed and was dangling his bare feet from it.

"So tell me, how come you can get away with doing all this stuff to Sasori when he would turn us into puppets if we do anything of the like?" Kisame asked the invalid.

"You know, Mr. Shark Man," Itachi said with a smirk, "Shouldn't you be asking Sasori-san why Deidara-san can get away with this stuff, not the other way around?"

"Well, I just figured that Blondie here would be more likely to respond than Puppet Dude over here, Mr. Vampire." Kisame shot back.

"As a member of Akatsuki, you should realize that the rule is and always has been 'Quality over Quantity' which is probably what your question would have got us." Itachi snapped.

Thus began a war between a Weasel and a Shark.

Deidara watched in amusement before moving closer to the puppet master, who was also watching the bickering in amusement.

"Hey, Sasori-danna? I missed you, un." Deidara whispered to the puppet master whose hand had once again found its way to the teenager's hair.

"Is that so? I missed you too. Two years is a long time." Replied the puppet master in question. "But I do have a few things I want to talk to you about, Deidara."

Itachi and Kisame caught the look that Sasori was directing towards them and left the room after the Sharingan-wielder had found his shoes again.

The blonde raised an eyebrow at this. And tilted his head to face the former Suna-nin.

"Yeah, Danna?"

"When the rest of the Akatsuki was called into the conference room, Leader spoke about you and an overall description of your person. After that, we all shared our own opinions of you. Then we had a vote to decide whether or not you would join our ranks and what kind of initiation test you would receive."

"I voted against you joining. And for the initiation, I voted for you to go on a survival mission. A two-week long test that has a failure rate of ninety-eight percent. Kisame and myself are the only ones who have ever survived it."

Deidara had stiffened slightly. Only Sasori, who had long years of practice could recognize it from where he sat, three feet away in a chair that faced the injured blonde's bed.

"I'll explain my actions. For one, yes Deidara, I did miss you. But not so much that I would prefer your death. Akatsuki has a high fatality rate. In the two years I've been here, we've gone through over a hundred new members. Many were talented, sometimes more so than you. I personally have no wish for you to join their ranks. And while I have no doubt in your ability, your luck has always been questionable."

"I voted for the survival training after being out-ruled seven to two on your membership. Kakuzu does not want you as a partner. My plan was, during the survival test, I would make a puppet to resemble you, bring it back as a corpse and convince you to go back to Iwa in the process. You are not yet a missing-nin if you have only been gone for a week and did not kill anyone."

"Finally, I did not want you to join because your partner, for the time being will be Kakuzu. Kakuzu has a violent temper and an obsession with money. He alone is the top reason as for why none of our members have lasted more than a week."

"Deidara, don't be mad at me. I'm sorry if I've done anything to upset you but I did what I thought would be best for you. I have no wish for your death. While I would be deliriously overjoyed if you managed to stay by my side, I would be happier knowing that you were alive than knowing that you were dead from a mission or your partner and I was partly at fault for allowing you into Akatsuki."

The blonde teenager took all of this in passively. He then gave a small, comforting smile to the speaker.

"Danna, what's best for me is you and I don't care if that sounded stupid. Sasori-danna, you don't need to worry about me so much. And if what you say about Kakuzu-san is true, then you won't have to worry about me for very long. I know for a fact that I won't be Kakuzu-san's partner for more than a few days. Akatsuki has an immortal, religious , foul-mouthed zealot on the way and more than likely, he'll be Kakuzu-san's official partner."

Sasori frowned a bit, "Then you won't have a partner."

Deidara smiled mysteriously. "You'll see, Danna."

Two hours later

Around dinner time

"Deidara-san, Sasori-san, it is dinner time." Itachi said from the other side of the door, informing the clay-user and puppet master who was helping aforementioned blonde unpack and settle into the room. "Also, Sasori-san, Orochimaru is finally awake. He is currently… sulking, for lack of a better term."

Sasori shelved the last of the books and Deidara closed his closet door. The older male pulled open the door where Itachi leaned on the wall, waiting.

The Sharingan-wielder was surprised to see his fellow teenager wearing an ensemble more Akatsuki like. Of course, only certain members wore their cloaks in the hideout, like Zetsu. But Zetsu didn't count because 1)There were no shirts that fit his plant parts and 2)Leader enforced a strict dress code.

Deidara-san, noted the fifteen-year-old, was dressed in a three-quarter length sleeve fishnet shirt, a solid black belly shirt over the fishnet and dark blue standard-Akatsuki pants. However, he imitated the Uchiha heir in the shoes department which was: No Shoes.

In all honesty, Leader only tolerated Itachi's shoeless persona because Itachi had been thirteen when he joined them and Leader knew that as a young teenager, he needed a bit more room on the leash, especially as powerful as he was. Thus, Itachi remained shoeless whenever in the cave. No one else was really allowed to outside of their rooms but seeing as how Leader had not bzzt-ed into existence next to Deidara begun to roast the blonde's bare feet, one could only assume that Leader was making another exception. Or maybe he was preoccupied with the incoming immortal, religious, foul-mouthed zealot.

Probably the latter.

The dining room for the Akatsuki was a relatively large room with a number of chairs, two medium-sized circular wood tables and a large rectangular wood table. Kisame was already lounging in one of the chairs at the larger round table. Sasori went to join them and Itachi beckoned Deidara to them as well, apparently having found a friend in the other teenager.

"Here, Deidara-san. Sit here, please." Kisame watched in amusement to see his junior partner so friendly and animated as said partner pulled a chair out for the blonde next to himself and Sasori. They were soon talking about explosives.

Kakuzu came over and gave Deidara his blue Seiryuu ring without a word and left just as silently. Deidara almost immediately engaged Itachi in a gossip session about how creepy Kakuzu was. Unfortunately, they weren't exactly quiet and Kakuzu, whose temper had already been whittled at by Orochimaru's sulking, found himself lashing out at his new partner of two hours.

"SHUT YOU STUPID TEENAGERS!" he screamed at said teenagers, deadly black threads shooting towards them both.

Only to be blocked by a Sandaime Kazekage puppet, an unsheathed Samehada and a very, very angry Leader.

"Kakuzu. Come with me. We're going to meet your new partner. He's in the conference room in the attic." Hissed Leader's hologram.

"Hey, Leader-sama, un? Is it Hidan?" Deidara asked timidly. He was graced with a curt nod before Leader bzzt-ed out again. Kakuzu began walking stiffly to the location as Deidara snickered behind a hand. His new friends looked at him, questioning with their eyes.

"It's nothing. But if Kakuzu-san can't stand a day of me, he won't last an hour with Hidan." Deidara laughed, his eyes tearing with mirth. But of course, someone had to come along and ruin the moment.

Mangekyou Sharingan!

And thus, Orochimaru was humiliated and tortured by a teenager. Therefore, he left Akatsuki and Deidara filled his spot as Sasori's partner and all was good.

Sort of.

"YOU DAMNED PREACHING PLAYBOY ADVOCATE! I'LL SEE HOW MUCH YOUR PRECIOUS JASHIN LOVES YOU WHEN I RIP YOU INTO PIECES!!!!"

"Hidan… at least try to obey to Leader's rule about preaching Jashinism at two in the morning."

Review Reply To people I couldn't contact:

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