Chapter 2

Famous Last Words – A SasoDei FanFic

Thank you all for greeting my first chapter of my first FanFic so kindly. I'm sorry it's been forever since I uploaded the last chapter, and that things are moving rather slow in the story, but hopefully you guys will forgive me on that note and continue to read and enjoy it.
I forgot to mention in the last chapter that I chose the story's name over a song entitled 'Famous Last Words' by My Chemical Romance. Check it out if you're interested~
The material is all mine, as always, excluding the characters etc. which belong to the master himself, Masashi Kishimoto.

Chapter 2

"This is the room you'll be sleeping in." The large, slow mass that was Sasori showed Deidara into a large but dull room. The walls and floor had no covering, they were just stone like the rest of the base that he had seen.
"Two beds?" Deidara raises his eyebrow when he sees a single either side of the room.
"This is my room too. You will be sleeping in the one on the left. My old partner's bed." Sasori grumbled his reply and made his way to the right side of the room. "If you don't stick to the left side of the room, I will mark out the halfway point."
"You gotta be joking…"
"Does it sound like I am?"

With a sigh the blonde walked to the left side, checking out what he had there. A single bed, with what appeared to be a thin sheet to cover him, a new-looking pillow, a large wardrobe, a desk and a chair. There was also a mirror near the wardrobe. 'It's pretty bland but at least I get what's necessary…' When he sat down the mattress barely even depressed. It felt pretty hard actually. He just knew he'd have an uncomfortable sleep. Looking across the room, he noticed that Sasori was just stood there, not doing anything. There was an odd, quiet clicking noise only just audible. He looked even creepier just stood there, not blinking. "Do you even fit in that bed?" Deidara asked, deciding not to ask about the clicking. At least not yet.
"Why do you ask?" Even then his head didn't turn. He seemed completely frozen. The clicking continued.
"Because your massive. You look more of a…kennel type of person." The young male smirked.
"Does that amuse you? Making fun of others?"
"Generally it does, yeah. Un."
"And you don't think there's anything to make fun of when it comes to you?"
"People like to make fun of my hair but that's it. Why would I care anyway?" He rolled his eyes.
"You may begin to care when more people start making fun of you for more things."

"…Un. Are you assuming that'll happen?"
"I know it'll happen."
Deidara's smirk had long since faded now. "What a pointless topic. Un." He laid back on the creaky bed, looking at the unattractive ceiling. He still found it more attractive than Sasori's face. And his attitude.

"…So why did they ask you to join the Akatsuki?" Deidara asked, hoping this topic would be more interesting.
Sasori sighs "So many questions."
"Leader said you'd answer any further questions, remember?"
"That he did…" Again, he grumbles. "Well I wasn't asked to join. I joined out of my own free will."

"Your own free will? Un. Why would you do that?"
"I needed something to do with my life, so why not? I am, after all, eternal."
Slowly the blonde's blue eyes narrow, his head turning on its side so he could look at Sasori. "Eternal…? You're…immortal, then?"
"You could say that."

'He says he's eternal. Immortal. Can I really believe that? It sounds like bullshit. Un…Even if it is true, I can't see why anyone would ever want to live forever. How…pointless. Like most of the crap he's been spouting.'

"Sasori. Deidara." Both heads turn to see Konan walk through the door. "Are you coming to eat?" Deidara jumped up, starving after their long travel. Sasori however didn't react so eagerly. "I'll get something later thanks." Konan nodded at the answer he gave and left, the door remaining open for Deidara who after giving Sasori a glance, continued after her, shutting the door on his way out. As they headed down the corridor in the direction from which they came previously, Deidara began to smell the food awaiting them. They left back down the large, slightly curved staircase and headed to their right down another corridor. They reached a room at the end which he assumed was the kitchen. Again, this room had the essentials, but it was still boring. There was a large table in the middle with nine chairs around it, four either side and then one at the head that was facing you when you entered. The light in the room was all provided by candlesticks along the walls, which he noticed was the only light resource in the rest of the base too. Sat at the table when he entered was Itachi and Kisame, whom he'd met before, and another member who he had not yet met. This member too was male, and a scary-looking male at that. 'Still not as scary as my partner. Un.' Deidara thought as he stood awkwardly in the kitchen entrance. The other member was well covered up, only really his eyes visible. They alone were enough to scare you, though. His irises were entirely green, and the sclera around it was of a reddish shade. He had no pupils either by the looks of it.
"The fresh meat is here." Kisame grins at Deidara from right side of the table, his seat being third from the head. Itachi took the seat beside him, second from the head.

"This is him, hmm?" The member who's name he was yet to learn raised an eyebrow at the blonde when he looked over. "He really is young. Are you sure Leader has made the right choice here? He could be a liability..."

"Please, have more faith in him." Konan says calmly from behind where she is plating up the food at the counter.

"…How old are you, then?"
"F…Fourteen…"
"Fourteen?"
"Hah! Even younger than Sasori when he joined!" Kisame chuckles and then looks to Itachi. "Weren't you that age when you joined Itachi?" He got no reply.

'Brilliant.'

Konan brought the plates to the table, putting one in front of each member sat there. Then, she placed one two seats down from the member Deidara had just met before taking a seat beside Itachi, first seat from the head. "You can sit there for now Deidara." The young woman nods in the direction of the seat she'd just placed food before. After eyeing the others cautiously, Deidara seated himself and began to eat the food that had been prepared, as did the others sat at the table. "Oh, this is Kakuzu, by the way." Konan's magnificent amber eyes flicker between Deidara and the man with no pupils, who proceeded to share a look with the blonde. Still finding Kakuzu's eyes creepy, or, well, his whole being creepy, Deidara didn't hold the look for long.

"You should be getting a teammate soon too, is that right, Kakuzu?" Itachi broke the minutes silence at the table.
"Apparently Leader has had his eye on someone to be my partner for a while."
"Maybe it will be another young one. He seems to enjoy pairing the young with the old." Kisame smirks as he eats.
"I hope not…"

Silence filled the room again, but everyone could tell Deidara was begging to speak out. There was something he really wanted to ask, which intrigued the other members. Eventually, Deidara did speak, not realising the others knew about him wanting to.
"How old is Sasori?"

Even after the intense wait, Deidara's question just brought on more silence. That is, until there was an uproar of laughter from Kisame and a quiet chuckle from Konan. The others too seemed to have a glint of amusement in their eyes. His eyes darted between them, showing he was confused.

"Why not ask him yourself?" Kisame grinned, laughter still hissing through the gaps in his teeth.

For the rest of the time they ate, Deidara allowed the silence to remain. He thought about what Kisame had said, and the laughter he'd caused him. 'I'd rather not ask him personally, un. He looks ancient, and by the amusement I caused, I think that confirms it…'

Konan began clearing away their plates, the sound of eating ceasing. Itachi stood up and left down the hallway, not hanging about to say farewell. Kisame stretched his arms up and relaxed in his chair, folding the arms behind his head. Slowly standing up, Deidara took his own plate to the sink, leaving it on the side. Konan smiled to him ever so slightly, nodding as a signal to say she would wash up. Looking back to the candlelit hallway, he wondered if returning to his room was such a good idea.

"Has Sasori shown you around yet?" The female beside him asked, grabbing his attention again.

"Un, no, not yet. He doesn't seem to be jumping at the chance to do so either." He folded his arms.
"Well even so, you'd better ask him. Leader will want you to know your way around sooner rather than later. Tell him Konan asked him to." She turned her line of sight back to the sink as she scrubbed Deidara's own dish.
With a sigh, the blonde exited back down the hallway, not exactly looking forward to meeting with the beast again. Travelling back up the wide staircase, Deidara soon arrived back at their room. The moment he quietly opened the door he was greeted with a grumble. Another click like the ones before occurred and the large being turned around, its disapproving eyes staring him down, making him feel useless. "Un." Deidara shifted his eyes. His pride wouldn't be shot down by someone like him. In fact, it wouldn't ever falter for anyone.

"Konan says you have to show me around now."
"Oh did she?"

"Yeah. So get a move on would ya?"
A dark string of quiet laughs were emitted from the other's throat.
"You're telling me to get a move on?" He continued to chuckle as he shuffled towards the door. "Well do excuse me."
Deidara made sure to stand out of the way when Sasori shuffled passed. His blue eyes watched him carefully, still very untrusting of his partner. With good reason, too. Once he was out of the doorway and into the stone corridor, Deidara closed the bedroom door. "This way." Sasori grumbled in a seemingly less angry tone and he proceeded down the corridor to the right. Following behind, Deidara said nothing, simply examining the architecture around him. It wasn't much to behold, but at least the place wasn't damp or putrid in smell. He had to give them some credit, anyway. They'd clearly had to spend some time creating the place out of just a mountainside.
"All along here are the bedrooms, excluding Konan and Leader's."
"Oh yeah? Un, where is their bedroom then?"
"A floor up, although it can't be reached by this corridor."
"Un? Then how can it be reached?"
"Why're you so interested? And for the love of…will you stop with that dumb speech impediment of yours?!"
"Why won't you answer? And I don't have a speech impediment, ok?! Un!"
Sasori turned around, bringing Deidara to an abrupt stop. The sharp tail of the other hung in the air, its purple tinge of poison detectable. "You're getting on my last nerve, brat." There was a silence that hung over them, a tense one. Deidara thought Sasori was going to attack any second, not daring to blink. 'Does…Sasori ever blink?' He asked himself, his mind fluttering off topic momentarily. Dei was surprised to see his partner simply turn around and advance, his tail disappearing back under the cloak. Sasori didn't say another word till the blonde took a step to follow him.
"On the left here is Kakuzu's room." Kakuzu. A name Deidara knew.
Sasori was talking in the tone from before, the less angry one. Deidara could still sense annoyance, but he was answering his questions in quite a calm manner. They travelled a little further till 3 doors appeared, the corridor ending. There was one right before them, and one to the left and right. "Left, bathroom. Right, supplies closet. Bigger than it sounds. And through that door before us is...well, you'll find out tomorrow." The male explained and turned. Assuming he wanted to get passed, Deidara moved aside and Sasori headed back down the corridor as expected. Following him down, he brought himself to ask yet another question.

"Why can't you tell me now?"
"Well this way it'll be a surprise. Teenagers like surprises, don't they?" He spoke like he was uninterested so Deidara didn't bother with a reply.

They passed their own bedroom and reached two rooms after that, closer to the end of the corridor. "On our left, Kisame and Itachi's room, on our right, Zetsu's room." They passed both doors, Deidara mentally noting to deface the room belonging to Itachi in some way or other. Reaching the staircase, the blonde half expected Sasori to fall down them with such a build, but that proved not to be the case. Both of them got down the stairs without trouble, and continued to look at the remaining rooms. Sasori steered Deidara away from the hallway that led to the kitchen, and instead took him down a corridor nearly directly behind the staircase. "Down here is supposedly our most important room. But first, we have another bathroom on the right here. We need more seeing as there's this many of us. And further down here…" He pauses until they reach the second door, this time on the left "Is the living room, if you will." Sighing loudly he shuffles a little further along till they reach the final door where muffled voices could be heard inside. "This is Leader's office where we receive all our missions. Konan will tell you whenever you need to go there." Sasori turned himself back around, looking at the younger member before him.
"Those are all the rooms you need to know about."
"So there are more in other words?"
"The questions end here, Brat." He starts to waddle back down the hallway.
"But you gotta answer my questions, remember?" He follows him till the tail appears yet again near his face, bringing him to a stop just in time. 'Third time…That was a close call…Un. Asshole.'
"…Just get to our room, alright? It's late. You should sleep."
"…And you feel like you should be the one to tell me my 'bed time'? Un." Raising an eyebrow he takes two steps back so he feels less intimidated by the sharp, poisoned point before him.
"Oh Deidara, just who I need." A feminine voice spoke and Sasori's tail shrunk back into his cloak yet again just before Deidara turned around. Konan walked towards them from the office which seemingly she'd just left.
"You need me?"
"Mhmm. We need to do measurements for your Akatsuki coat." The young woman explains.
"Ugh…alright."

Deidara was escorted back to his bedroom by Konan, knowing that Sasori had followed them. Once inside the female shut the door behind them all and got out a flexible tape measure and a notepad with a pen hooked in its binder. "Mind writing down the measurements for me, Sasori?" Konan asked, receiving a much politer reply than what would've been given to Deidara. The notepad was tossed over and it seemed to slide right under the large male's cloak. Konan turned to Deidara and smiled ever so slightly. "Right, please take off your robe, shirt and pants." The fourteen year old's face completely froze. "…Excuse me?" His eyebrows raised and he looked at her like he thought she was kidding. Konan's face went blank again "Just do it." The woman sighs. Deidara's blue eyes flickered to Sasori for a second. He could swear he was snickering. And his eyes…ugh. He was staring for sure. "Fucking paedophile." The young Iwagakure shinobi grumbled quietly as he slipped his loose green robe off, placing it on his bed at the side of them. "I don't see the point in this, un. Can't you just measure me with my clothes on?!" He was reluctant to take any more off but Konan insisted he had to. "Our clothing has to be made to fit perfectly. We can't afford any mishaps in this organisation, especially over something so minor as clothing. Now come on. Stop acting like a child." With that degrading blow, Deidara sighed as well and kicked his sandals off, undressing down to his boxer shorts. By this point, the usually confident Deidara was blushing, his eyes down. He tried to ignore the eyes that were watching intently from the side lines.

After Konan had taken a number of measurements, Deidara was allowed to put his clothes back on. Sasori handed Konan back the notepad just as Deidara slipped his shirt back on. "Thank you." She waved to them and exited, closing the door behind her. A silence filled the room again and Deidara brought his attention back to Sasori, staring at him. "What?" Sasori asked almost instantly even though his line of sight was aimed at the door. "…Nothing, un." Deidara sat on his bed, hearing it creak again. He'd decided to keep his sandals and robe off because he assumed he'd be sleeping soon. In what, he had no idea. The only thing he thought he'd be sleeping in right now would be his everyday clothes. Sasori had moved himself over to the side again and clicking restarted. After a moment longer of simple watching Deidara pulled back the bed sheet and got himself in bed. He settled down, facing the wall after covering himself back up with the sheet. There was no way he was getting to sleep tonight. The clicking would certainly keep him awake, but there was no point in telling Sasori to stop it anyway. Even if it did stop, he'd be kept awake.

'By fear? Un…I'm not sure I know fear…'