Authors Notes:….I wonder why nobodies reviewing…. kay well this is the next chapter…im a lil unmotivated although I have been dyeing to get this one up, I think you will like it but I dunno…….Sorry that I haven't updated in like 2 week although I have had tones of assessments (TRUTH: I was watching Death Note and Princess Tutu anime) hehehehe ahhh well still enjoy this 4 me!

Sasori POV

I lay on my back, looking up at the pale white ceiling in the darkness of Deidara's bedroom. I was tired although sleep refused to come to me so I lay on top of my covers still wearing the clothes I wore today. I didn't know what time it was, maybe like 12pm? I didn't really care. The cool midnight air rushed in from the open window which helped wash out my bad thoughts but not completely.

I rolled over to look at Deidara. He was fast asleep with the blanket curled close to his chin, his hair was just a messy mop around his face. My teeth gritted together.

FLASHBACK!!!!!!

"What exactly did you look at in my phone?" I hissed up at Deidara although he just looked back at me as if he had no idea what I was talking about.

"Well…" he stammered scratching the back of his head "I looked through your pictures but nothing else I PROMISE" he said raising his voice.

I pulled away from him and began to gather my things "whatever brat" I hissed still obviously pissed off (which I was)

"I'm sorry Sasori-Danna" he mumbled

My eyes widened as I spun around quickly to look at Deidara in the eye. "What did you just call me" I snapped as he looked shocked back at me.

"D-D-Danna" he mumbled looking down

My teeth ground together roughly as I swore the air around us suddenly got a few degrees colder "Don't...call me that" I said before turning back towards my stuff.

"I can bloody call you whatever I want Danna!" Deidara yelled from behind me.

Bloody Hell he was annoying.

END FLASHBACK

I let out another breath of annoyance as another burst of cold air rushed into the room from the window. It was times like these that actually made you realize that silence actually had a sound on its own. It was relaxing but it wasn't enough to make me at peace.

Suddenly the silence was cut so unexpectedly that it actually made me jump a little. The sound was the sound of an old truck breaking outside on the curb. Surprisingly this sound was oddly familiar to me. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh, I really didn't want to stand up although curiosity got the better of me so I pulled my tired self up from my bed, tiptoed silently around Deidara and leaned out the window to see what was happening.

"What are you doing here?" I said startled when I looked out the window to see Yahiko standing at the bottom. So that's why I recognized the sound of the truck pulling up at the curb.

"Dude my foster parents are out of town and their son just threw a wild house party, you got to get down there its epic!" he called "Konan and Nagato are so drunk they just started dancing on the dining table"

I slumped down against the window sill resting my chin on my arms "I dunno I don't really feel like it tonight" I sighed "I just feel like being alone"

Yahiko let out a breath "I know what day it is today although don't you think if you get down there and have some fun it will make you think better?" he asked

I guess he was right.

"Come on Juliet and get into the car before you miss out on the fun" he said convince me down.

I let out a sigh of annoyance, I knew wallowing in my depression wasn't what I wanted to do either so I reluctantly pulled myself out the window and climbed down the braid of vines that curved their way up the side of the house. I landed on my feet heavily and then straightened up to stand beside my friend.

"Don't worry man you won't regret it I promise!" he smiled at me slapping me on the back.

I tried my best not to show actually how much that hurt me and swallowed the blood rising up my throat and we walked across the dew speckled lawn and over to Yahiko's truck.

Deidara POV

My eyes flickered open to the sound of a thud. I wasn't sure if it was something in my dream I had been having about the greatest explosion ever or if one of the million things that were hidden within the sheets of my bed had fallen off. I reluctantly slid my eyes over to the alarm clock on my bedside table. 3am it read in orange block numbers. I screwed my eyes tight, great!

I rolled over, with my eyes still shut tight, yanking my doona closer to my chin. Why was it so cold in my bedroom?

I opened my eyes, my window was wide open but that's not what caught my eye. Underneath the window, curled up in a red and black ball to my surprise was Sasori.

I raised my body on my elbows to get a better look.

What the hell was he doing I though and I pulled my tired body off my bed, walked across the soft carpet floor and over to the body that was curled up underneath my open window.

I griped the icy cold handle and yanked my window shut before crouching down next to my sleeping roommate.

It was dark so I couldn't see very well although there was enough light to make out Sasori's figure. His face was buried deep in the carped as his knees curled towards his chest. His hair was separated into shiny bunches which made me realize that his entire body was soaking wet as if he had just gotten out of the shower. I looked back out the window, it wasn't even raining.

I reached out and grasped him by his cold, wet shoulder, then violently shook him awake "Sasori wake up" I whispered in an attempt to wake him up and not everyone else in the house.

Slowly he lifted his head and looked up at me. He didn't look mad but relaxed for some reason. He just stared up at me with muddy river water eyes and actually smiled "Hi" he said sleepily but happily

I raised an eyebrow and looked down and Sasori strangely; this was just getting stranger by the second.

"What the hell are you doing underneath the window I thought you were in bed?" I questioned.

"Well you though wrong" he said in a slurred voice as he attempted to sit up.

"Wait have you been drinking?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows together. That explained a lot of things.

His eyebrows bent down and his nose crinkled, I think he was attempting to glare at me (he was failing miserably) "so what I have?" he said just before a hiccup escaped his lips.

I rolled my eyes and helped him stand up "You know how bad that is for you? I mean you're only 16" I said sitting him down on his bed

"Whatever" he grumbled crossing his arms "I'm almost 17"

I knew Sasori was acting differently today…I mean besides his normal anti social, impatient and emo self he seemed a little mopey all day. I knew something must have been bothering him although I wouldn't have though he would go out and do something this stupid, get so drunk that he couldn't count passed 10.

Sasori got off his bead unsteadily, walking wobbly around to the other side and then he dropped to his knees and began to shovel though his backpack.

"So tell me this" I said keeping an eye on what he was doing "why are you soaking wet it's not even raining" I asked

Sasori didn't even look up from his bag but just replied "because I fell into Yahiko's pool and almost drowned" he said causally, letting another hiccup come up.

"What don't you know how to swim?"

"Yea" he replied

"Are you serious?" I asked

He looked up; his face was only a shadow from where he knelt "Not many people from Sunagakure do, I mean it's in the middle of the desert where do you expect people to learn?" he finished looking down at his bag again

"Wait…you're from Sunagakure?" I said stiffly

Sasori let out a shallow sigh "I guess there's no point hiding it now he moaned

I remember the Konoha vs. Suna wars. Two great nations battling for nothing but power. There had been many wars between the countries although neither one of them where powerful enough to defeat the other, they were evenly matched until 10 years ago. Konoha decided to take a new path and attempt to steal all the children under the age of 15. Sasori said he was almost 17, the war happened 10 years ago, if you did the math he fell into that category pretty well at the age of 7. But how did he end up in Amegakure?

I looked in front of me to see that Sasori had moved from his place by his bed to about 30cm in front of me, he reeked of pool water and alcohol. In one of his hands he held a wooden puppet while the other one violently rubbed his right eyebrow.

The puppet he held had long dark brown hair that was tied in a pony tail with a long fringe that covered one of his bright blue eyes. Besides the different hair color it practically looked exactly the same as me

"Here" he said shoving the puppet into my hands "I was pissed off at you one day and couldn't get you out of my mind" he shrugged "you might as well keep it"

I didn't really know if I should have been pissed off at him or gratefully, I didn't really know how to respond so I changed the subject. "Why the hell do you keep rubbing your eyebrow?" I asked

His hand dropped to his side as he opened his mouth to respond, although it was too late as a gasp had escaped from my mouth that completely changed what he was going to say.

"What?"

I pointed to his right eyebrow and the thin silver hoop that was now going though it "when the hell did you get your eyebrow pierced?"

Sasori's eyes widened and he pushed me out of the way and looked into the mirror "shit where did that come from" he said leaning forward and twisting the hoop through the newly pierced hole.

"You don't even remember getting your eyebrow pierced? How drunk where you?" I commented to myself although obviously not soft enough because Sasori answered with

"Probably a little less drunk then I am now" he said not looking away from the mirror "I mean" he continued "I remember Yahiko look out one of the millions of sleepers he has around his ear and then he jabbed me in the eyebrow with a needle but I didn't think he did this!" he moaned unhappily rubbing at it again.

I let out a sigh "and you didn't relate that to getting you eyebrow pierced?"

He turned around and rubbed it harder, it was obviously bothering him.

"Stop rubbing it you're going to get it infected" I said slapping his hand away.

"Who do you think you are my mother?"' he snapped touching his forehead again.

"Come on let's get you into the shower we have school tomorrow" I huffed while rolling my eyes.

He nodded slowly and followed me as I opened the door to my bedroom and walked out into the cold hallway. I bit my bottom lip and looked back at the drunken boy that followed uneasily behind me hoping that he wouldn't wake everyone up, who knows what they would say if they saw him like this.

I reached over and got him a towel from the closet just in time for his face to lose color.

"What's wrong?" I asked

He didn't answer but instead pushed me over to the left and ran into the bathroom slamming the door shut. I prayed a silent prayer hoping that no one would wake up because of the slam and Thank Kira no one did. (1)

I leaned against the door and let out a shallow sigh all I really wanted to do was to go back to sleep…that obviously wasn't an option now. That guy is going to owe me big time I though as I rested my head against the door.

From this position I could hear everything that was happening on the other side of the bathroom clearly. I could hear Sasori coughing and moaning in discomfort. A blast of cold air tunneled through the hallway as I heard a heavy thud from behind the door.

I stood up and placed my hand on the smooth chilly doorknob. I was really worried about him, he normally seemed so level headed and sensible and not to mention smart. It made me wonder what had driven him to do something like this. I gathered the courage I needed to, to be able to twist the knob and open the door.

My feet turned numb as I stood on the deathly cold floor of our main bathroom. The lights weren't even turned on so I reached out into the darkness and flicked the small switch up.

Sasori lay there on the floor, his faced buried in his crossed arms, his legs crossed over each other. His shoes socks and arm warmers lay abandoned in the corner of the room. I walked over cautiously; I should probably take him back to our bedroom. I crossed the cold bathroom and bent down to Sasori's side and rolled him over by his shoulder.

Shock stabbed its way thought my chest as the blood drained from my body. I let go of Sasori's shoulder and backed away from him as much as I could until the wall prevented me from going any further. I sucked in shallow breaths of air and covered my mouth to stop myself from making a sound.

Sasori still lay there unconscious now lying on his back. But that's not what caught my attention. Now I knew exactly why he never took off his arm warmers. The underside of his arms was littered with medium sized cuts that ran parallel to each other. Some of them looked as if they had been done long ago; others looked like they had been done only this morning.

I shut my eyes although the image was branded on the back of my eyelids. Come to think of it, this didn't surprise me at all I just never knew how shocking it would be to see something like this. Suddenly another thought sprouted into my mind. I remembered that day when Sasori had blocked the branch from falling on his head he looked as if his arms where in excruciation pain…Maybe this is why. Now that I think about it, it would explain a lot.

This was seriously too much for one person to take in at 3 in the morning. I slouched against the wall until I hit the ground. My clenched tight eyelids relaxed as I found myself drifting into a light sleep.

My eyes blinked open…

Where am I? Oh right I'm in the bathroom….but that means….

I untwisted my body from its awkward position and looked around the bathroom.

A dark shadowy figure was sitting up against the bathtub with its knees pulled right up to its chest. Its arms where wrapped around its legs as its face held down and hidden. Sasori. His back was tense; I knew that he wasn't asleep.

Suddenly he slowly raised his head. He wasn't crying although his eyes where glassy, his cheeks and chin where streaked with faint blood, His mattered hair hung in knotted clumps on his head and around his face.

I swallowed hard, remembering what I had found out last night and thought it would be best not to tell him that I had found out. I opened my mouth; it was about 4 in the morning I was guessing and we should get some sleep before school, although I was interrupted by him.

"I will tell you why but you can't tell anyone" he said in an unsteady voice.

I swallowed again but didn't reply, but hopefully my expression wasn't one that completely disregarded him.

He let go of his legs and his arms, which where back in the arm warmers, dropped to his side.

"It started when I turned 13, I used to only do it on the anniversary of their death although as the years went by it just became my way of dealing with pain" he stopped and looked away from me "I guess it just helped."

How on earth was I supposed to react to this?

I stood up "come on, we should get some rest before school" I didn't know what else to say to him and this just came out.

From where I stood he looked so venerable, he nodded although he didn't get up from the floor. I walked out of the bathroom, down the hall and back into my room. Maybe I hadn't handled that in the best way possible although how else could I have possible reacted.

I shook it out of my mind, when I woke up I will act as usual, there was nothing else to it.

The next morning I clomped down the stairs heavily, my hair was tied up in a messy ponytail; I was too exhausted to do much more.

I paused halfway on the stairs to see Sasori standing in the kitchen. He leaned over the sink and held a knife in his hands covered in red.

Oh crap, was what I said really enough to make him do this again I panicked and ran down the rest of the stairs. Faster, faster, faster until I leapt off the bottom step and charged towards the kitchen.

Sasori turned to look at me just in time for me to knock the knife along with the both of us onto the floor. I pinned him down on the tiled floor by his shoulders, my knees straddling his stomach.

"Deidara?" He question raising his newly pierced eyebrow

"Don't do it" I semi yelled "I'm sorry but just don't do it!" I begged

Sasori's chocolate eyes moved over to the side to see the knife that oozed with red and then back to mine. He wasn't mad; I couldn't really tell what he was really.

"Don't worry" he said calmly "it's just jam"

My cheeks slightly burned as I looked over at the jam covered knife "oh" I said sheepishly "sorry" I mumbled

"Thanks" he muttered from underneath me. Suddenly a pink glow crossed across his cheeks which made me realize that I was still on top of him.

I jumped up off him and looked away awkwardly.

Sasori began to pull himself up when the phone began to ring. Sasori pulled himself up faster and grabbed the phone off the hook.

"Hello?" he answered rubbing his eyebrow again "speaking…yea whatever" he hissed back into the phone.

I wondered who he was talking to that he could be so rude to.

The air suddenly dropped below freezing point.

Sasori's eyes grew wide and glassy, his face was pale. The phone slid free of his fingers and crashed on the ground shattering it to pieces. His arms wound their way around his stomach.

"Sasori!" I yelled as he bent over and collapsed on the floor coughing up massive amounts of blood.

Authors Notes: Well there you go, this chapter was quite difficult to get out probs because I have had death note in my mind instead of naruto. Its hard ahh well there you go here it is. Apologies 4 the 3 week wait 4 dis chapter hopefully the next one will be out sooner ILY

From AkasunaSora xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

( 1 ) : Alright this is proof of how much I had death note on the mind….this is like a lil death note joke (cuz Kira thinks his god) if u don't get it replace Kira with goodness :P