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"Kazekage-sama, I think someone is following us. What should we do?" asked a brown haired ninja with cloth covering his head and eyes.

"We're going to hurry back to Suna. If he's still following, I will confront him", stated Gaara.

"Who could be following us though?" asked a black haired ninja with a medical kit on his back.

"I don't know, Kaniha, but the person is on a large white bird filled with chakra", informed the brown haired ninja from before.

"We're going faster", deadpanned Gaara, quickening to a sprint.

The other two nodded and followed quickly. If they kept up this pace, they could reach the edge of the forest soon, and be back in the familiar hot Suna winds.

Gaara couldn't help but wonder who could be following them though. Unless it was someone who was extremely sure of their abilities, he didn't know who's else would go after a Kazekage. Could it be Naruto? No, he's not back from his training trip. Who could it be?

Well, it wouldn't hurt to be careful. Making his third eye, he sent it up towards the sky to scout out whoever was following him.

After a while of running, Gaara finally sighted their follower. Their follower had long blonde hair, with part of it in a ponytail. He couldn't see the rest of her body though; that giant bird thing's head was covering her body.

Suddenly, a horrifying thought crawled into Gaara's brain.
What if... What if it was a fan girl? He held back a shudder. He already had fan girls in Suna, and now he's gaining some from Konoha?

The other two ninja, oblivious to their Kage's discomfort, continued their cheerful and idle chattering. That is, until Gaara's sand eye was spotted.

Quickly dispersing his eye, he turned his head towards his other two companions.

"We've been spotted. She's gaining in on us, and will reach us before we reach the desert. Prepare to fight", informed Gaara, before slowing down to a walk again.

"Kazekage-sama, why are we walking if she's gaining on us? Shouldn't we hurry back as fast as possible to Sunagakure to get a better defense?" asked the black haired ninja, confused.

"I don't want to bring a threat close to Sunagakure, Yakima", said Gaara calmly.

The other two were amazed. They had heard about how much Gaara cared for the village and its people, but this was the first time that they had seen first hand their Kazekage's love for Sunagakure and it's inhabitants.

They suddenly grinned and then both slapped a hand on each of Gaara's shoulders.

"Well, let's get fighting then, huh?" Kaniha announced loudly and cheerfully, followed by an equally loud agreement from Yakima.

Gaara's lips twitched upwards a bit before he nodded and continued walking. Not before telling them something though.

"You may take your hands off of my shoulders now."

Deidara ducked upon spotting the creepy floating eye watching him. Since he was already spotted by, he assumed, his target, there was no point in trying to move away from the eye. Instead, he settled for trying to hide his akatsuki robes in order to not arise too much panic.

Although since he was spotted now, he would have to find a new way to ambush and attack the jinchuuriki. Damn.

Once he saw the eye dissolve and float away into tiny particles, he went and stood back up on his awesome flying creation. He finally spotted his target, which was - to his surprise - walking calmly in his direction.

'Okay, I need a different plan. Should I drop a C3 on him and just end it like that? No, he might spot me before that, or escape. Set mines? Too much of a risk of being spotted. Head straight on and fight him? Bad idea: I don't exactly have an advantage in a crowded forest close to the desert. I could always... No. Just no. But... Gah! Fine. As long as Hidan doesn't hear about this, I'll do it. Just remember Deidara: this is for the sake of art and Akatsuki. Okay. I can do this.'

Deidara didn't exactly like his idea, but he'd have to live with it. Not only could this idea stall the jinchuuriki, but it would also give him a better chance of catching him. Though why was this, the only available option?

He couldn't try the other options first for fear of raising suspicion. Deidara groaned. The only thing other good thing other than the fact that this idea would probably benefit the Akatsuki and himself, was that Sasori no danna also had to dress up.

Now it was time to make a quick stop at a kunoichi clothing shop.

Deidara felt like an idiot. In fact, he was beginning to think that even Sasori no danna had it easier than him.

It wasn't like HE was the one standing in some short bright yellow dress and a beige gay-ass tank top, which apparently, "matched his hair and eyes."

It also wasn't like Sasori no danna was mistaken as a girl upon entering the shop. This was both good and bad.

He stuffed some rolled up cloth into his tank top as makeshift breasts, gathered his hair in a bun (yes, he knew how to do this), and checked himself once again in the mirror.

Dammit. Sasori definitely had it better than him.

A/N: Well... Hm. Not much humor, sorry about that. Thank you for reading!