Document Opened: 02/22/2009, 02:09pm.

Authors Note:

Wow, chapter 5. I almost can't believe it actually. I was in a Street Fighter 4 tournament yesterday and lost but it was so much fun. The competition was also mixed with goodwill and good fighting. XD.

I played as Chun-Li and of course most of everyone else was playing Ryu and Ken. There was also a Zangief, he won his match btw, a Sagat and two other Chun-Li players. Good times, if you ever get a chance to enter a gaming tournament, regardless of your skill, go for it.

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After getting the two of them to a safe enough distance for the time being, he knew he would have to stop and make a makeshift camp for them both. He needed to assess the damage done to his partner. His reasoning being that Pein would be more then angry if his hard work to get him this brat went to waste since there were few ninja who could even come close to what the bomber could.

It hadn't taken him long to find a suitable location that was out of the way but not far enough for them to get lost on their way back to the base. Kneeling down he laid the boy down on the ground.

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A few minutes later he had a small fire going. Kneeling down beside his still knocked out partner, he noticed that between the slightly over-sized cloak and the still expression on his face, the boy looked like what he was. A kid who had gotten the wrong end of life. Being in Akatsuki would be more of a challenge then anywhere else he knew of.

The night was still darker than normal with the moon hidden behind some clouds. The blond coughed lightly and made an unintelligible noise, Sasori figured it was due to the smoke inhalation. Knowing the boy would need healing anyway: he carefully removed the over-sized cloak and formed the sign for a simple healing jutsu.

The cloak had a few char marks on it. 'Kakuzu's not going to be happy about that.' Seeing the boys right arm Sasori spotted a couple of light burns on it. The cloak took more of the brunt end of the flames than Deidara did and the boy was lucky since it wasn't any worse.

It hadn't taken him long and when he was finished he narrowed his eyes at the child's face reminding himself to ask about the machinery on his eye. The night had grown a little cooler so he placed the cloak over the blond. 'He better not expect me to be this nice all the time.' He was a little bitter at the set back but did not hold the boy responsible for it. Not fully anyway.

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He wasn't sure what time it was: only that the sky had the same pinkish hue of the sun rising in the morning. The nights events slowly came to him as he carefully sat up with his left arm supporting him while he put the right one on the front of his head, glancing around it had only taken him a moment to spot a red head that he vaguely remembered from last night. "Sasori, un?" He asked wondering if he was in fact the other artist.

"Hm, good. You're finally up." He said in an almost monotone voice, he would have to wait until they were back on the main road before he could get back inside Hiruko due to the closeness of the trees.

"Are you actually Sasori? Because last I saw he was an old man, un." He blinked at the person in front of him. "I told you never to call me that." He narrowed his eyes dangerously at the boy. Deidara put his arms in the air in a surrendering motion since he recognized that ticked off tone of his older partner. "Okay, okay. But I really thought you were that..um thing, un." He wasn't sure if it was one of Sasori's puppets or not. "That 'thing' as you call him is Hiruko and he is my traveling puppet." Hiruko was one of his greatest works: of course someone like his young partner probably could not understand that. "The only reason I am not in him now was to save you." Emphasizing the word 'save' to get his point across.

His face fell a little at the reminder of that. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult your art and I guess I failed the mission, un." He had really wanted this to go well and if he had to be rescued on his first try even after years of training then he was pretty sure that counted as a failure.

"It was only your first mission, perfection was not to be expected yet." First times only went so well. Besides, the boy was young and just needed a little more proper training. "Are you sure, un?" Back at the base he was expected to carry out all of his tasks and fighting simulations flawlessly.

"Yes and I don't like to repeat myself. Did your former training have a specialization?" Since they were in a military and he would guess attacking first.

"Attacking, evasion, endurance, fighting to the death and drills so I would know when I was supposed to detonate, un." He stated to the red head simply.

Nothing regarding other basic ninja skills he noted. "I see. Thats only half of what it takes to be a ninja." He appeared thoughtful for a moment.

"Whats the rest, un?" He wanted to know what he was missing so maybe he could learn it too. "Stealth, taijutsu, ninjutsu, genjutsu, chakra flow and points around the body, survival tactics and such." He glanced over at the blond whose visible blue eye was wide. "Does everyone in Akatsuki know this stuff, un?" He felt like he was missing out on another world all together. "Pretty much. We did not get to be S-Rank criminals for nothing."

"Wow, un." He decided right then and there that he wanted to learn what he could of what Sasori had told him. That way for their next mission it would go much smoother and Sasori would not have to help him. "After we get back I'll train you myself so this does not happen again." He was not going to take no for an answer. Besides, he had a few new puppets he wanted to try out.

"Really, thank you, un!" He practically beamed. "We should get going since we have already lost some time as it is." He had a set amount of ground he was adamant to cover today.

"Since I made us lose time I think I can make up for it, un." He stood up and reached into his clay pouch. Molding a small owl and made a hand sign and the thing grew to a much larger size. "What is that?" Sasori didn't like where this was headed. Not one bit.

"Our ride back, un." He smiled, he had only been able to test it once or twice and that required him sneaking into the training arena when everyone else was asleep.

'Damn, we do need to get back as soon as possible though.' He took a moment to look over the big clay owl. "Lets clear the camp first."

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"You're getting paranoid. We have our eyes everywhere. We will know when Akatsuki is going to make a move." The general was eying the man who was the head scientist for the project.

"Call it what you will but this was going to put us on the top! I want my work back." He replied in a deadly tone. He had been unable to focus on anything else. Almost constantly working on ways to locate and

take back what he deemed his. It was his research and hours of dedication to the project that had them where they were now.

A few steps away from taking over the countries top cities and gaining their military and money as well. "We will find him. I have the utmost faith in our military and things will proceed on as normal after we do. In the meantime we should pick our first target for the attack."

"Ah, General Amamoto, were you not informed? We have decided to go after our own capitol first." The Lieutenant came in hearing part of their conversation.

The general hid his shock at the fact they would attack their own country without so much as a batting an eyelash. "I would like to know why?"

"What better way to begin our independence then by separating ourselves from the place we began. Once we retrieve the boy we can successfully begin. Any problems with that?" He smiled coyly.

"No. I was just wondering why I was not informed sooner. If you will excuse me I am going to check over the plan and make sure everything is coming along." He walked away as normal while receiving a couple of glances from the two.

'Before it's too late: I must send a warning to them to leave the country. They will need to know that we're coming for Deidara.'

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Authors Note:

Okay, so it's getting close to the end of March. So sue me, life has been busy-ish. This chapter is more or less a filler since the next one will have some juicy stuff in it.

Let me know if anything is too out of place since I kinda rushed through parts of .

Later people.

Finished: 03/23/2009, 08:21-22pm.