Authors Notes: Hey People Firstly I just wanted to say THANKYOU SO MUCH! All of u guys have really encouraged me so much over the last few days with my latest chapters and have been convincing me to continue this fic. Ive had the whole story planned out for about a year now and im sooo pleased that im continuing it finally and its all thanks to you people who read and review which gives me more motivation. Anyway Heres the Next chapter Love u lots
From AkasunaSora xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
PS: This chapter wasn't supposed to exist but I thought it was necessary so enjoy!
SASORI POV
I walked back out of the bathroom and sat back down at the top of the stairs, in my perfect position to hear exactly what was going on downstairs. There were no words to describe how I felt at the current moment, I felt like my mind was disconnected from my body as it drowned it thought at confusion. All I knew I could do was sit at the top of the stairs and listen to see what was going to happen to me next.
Sitting there, listening desperately reminded me of when I was 10 years old and still living in the orphanage. Back all those years ago I had been living at that rundown excuse for an orphanage for 3 years and had already been fostered out twice already. I remember sitting in the small, dark and musty closet that sat unused in Naomi's office with Yahiko. We always went through this process, whenever one of us returned we accompanied each other to the closet to eavesdrop on what was going to happen to us next. This particular time that I remember it was my turn; we both listened intently to Naomi talking to my current foster family that I had lived with for just less than 2 months. They rambled on about my anti-social behavior, the fact that I scared their daughter and "destroyed" all of her dolls and eventually saying that it would be best to find a new family for "my sake."
That was the first time that I really felt unwanted, over the 10 years of being stuck in that place I had been to a grand total of 13 foster families and had never had anyone offer to adopt me. I never really had a home, Suna was defiantly not my home and after so long I honestly believed that I would never find a home. I guess…I thought I had finally found a place where people accepted me, I honestly thought this would be the last time I would have to move. I guess I was wrong.
Yahiko knew how it felt to be unwanted. He had been at that orphanage from the beginning, before Konan and Nagato or even me. He had been bouncing between foster families almost all his life, it was almost like a sport to him….no I wasn't going to let myself think of Yahiko or what he would have said if he was here, Yahiko was gone and I wasn't going to fall back into that rut of depression that took me so long to claw my way out of.
I used to be very close to my grandmother when I was a Kid, she was there at all my birthday parties, the first time I went to school, she was even the one who taught me the art of puppetry but after the raid on the village she became somewhat surreal to me. Back in that short month that I lived in Sunagakure without a family I was always told that she was coming back for me, but that was it, always coming but she never came. Eventually I became convinced that she would never come and I left that place where nobody loved me. Maybe it was the lack of parental love that made me turn out the way I am.
The only way I can describe the feeling of seeing her again was like coming face to face with God after an entire life of denying his existence, the people that told me she existed where right… I didn't know whether to be happy or angry; it was all too much to take in. Sometimes I wish I could just turn myself into the art I create, puppets don't have emotions. I hated my emotions; I wish I could just cut them out and live forever as art. Then I wouldn't need to worry about finding where I belonged or having a family because I wouldn't feel the need to be loved by a family.
If only.
"Danna un?"
I turned my head to the left to see Deidara sitting next to me, I hadn't even noticed.
DEIDARA POV
Sasori stared back at me with blank eyes with the same emotionless expression that was so familiar to me by now. But despite the blankness of his expression I knew his mind was a hornets next right now. Yet again, mine wasn't much calmer. I couldn't stand this, Sasori was my brother and just imagining the idea of him leaving was torture.
"Is it true un?" I asked in a unstable voice, I didn't mean it to come out that way but I couldn't help it nor did I really care.
"Hn?" Sasori asked raising his red eyebrows, one that still sported the thin sleeper through in.
"Tell me that she is lying un!" I whisper-yelled so that the people downstairs couldn't hear us "and that you have never seen her in your life"
Sasori's eyebrows relaxed as he shook his head "I cannot say that"
Anger boiled up inside me out of panic as sadness, I knew what was going to happen next and I didn't want to believe it.
"You can't leave us now" I continued to whisper-yell, my voice sounding more panicked then I intended "how dare that bitch just walk in here and take you away after 10 years! She gave up looking! She has no right just to barge in here and demand you back after all this time!"
Sasori's chocolate eyes had turned that murky brown river colour again as his eyebrows pulled into his infamous scowl "you don't know anything" he whispered harshly although I could tell by the tone of his voice some of what I had said had gotten through and had hurt him slightly.
I didn't mean for that to hurt him, I was just saying what I believed.
"Sorry" I said angrily, at that moment my anger diminished to nothing "I- I just don't want to lose you okay" I could have choked on all the pride I had to swallow down to get those words out "you're like my brother! And" I looked away "and you're probably my only real friend that I have ever had un" I admitted ashamedly but it was true, Tobi was a nuisance and Zetsu was insane. Dad and Akita used to worry about me and pester me to go out and visit them but I never did because I never thought of them as my friends.
I looked back over at my redheaded friend who was staring blankly at the wall "What do you want un?" I asked.
Sasori's head turned towards me again "Deidara" he said in his usual monotonous voice "There was a reason I left Suna, I wouldn't have left if I wanted to go back"
I didn't know if it was real or if I was just imagining it although I thought I heard a little bit of desperation in his voice.
I opened my mouth to reply although the sound of high heels clipping against tiles came from downstairs and moved closer to the bottom of the stairs. They must have come from that lady called Naomi; she was probably coming up here to get Sasori.
"Come on" I said grabbing Sasori by the forearm, pulling him to his feet and dragging him down the hallway towards my bedroom. I heard him groan in pain.
I felt like a little kid again who tried to hide their best friend from his parents when they came to pick them up from your house so they wouldn't have to leave. I dashed through the door of my room slamming the door behind us quietly.
I saw Sasori quickly pull his arm out of my grip and bite down onto his index finger. I had realized after the long amount of time that I had lived with Sasori as a roommate that this was his habit for dealing with pain, whenever he split his fingers open on sharp splinters of wood while working on his "art" he would bite his pointing finger. I was surprised he didn't have permanent teeth marks on his index finger.
But something wasn't right, I noticed he had the arm I was just dragging him by closely cradled to his stomach. Wait a minute….my eyes widened and I looked down at my fingers, and surely enough they were streaked with blood. He told me he had stopped cutting since that day in the kitchen. What was he doing in the bathroom just after Chiyo had finished telling her story?
"What the-" I began before I was cut off by the door opening.
Sasori dropped his arms back down at his sides, wincing slightly in pain as he did so, and stared at Naomi with his usual emotionless expression.
"Deidara" Naomi said politely "do you think you could go downstairs for a minute?" she asked.
I opened my mouth to complain but I saw Sasori shake his head ever so slightly telling me not to. I shut my mouth.
"un" I muttered before walking outside my bedroom, giving Sasori a final glance before I did so.
The door closed gently behind me, but I didn't go downstairs like I was told. Instead I pressed my ear up against the door. The voices where muffled but I could hear faintly.
"…It still needs to be confirmed although Chiyo has presented us with the correct documentation to prove that she really is your grandmother, legally Chiyo does have custody over you, all we have to do is get her to sign some paperwork that will legally release you from our care so you can go live with her in Suna"
At that moment I felt as if all my insides froze over, that's it, it was done, he was leaving…
I fought the explosive urge to barge in there at stop it myself although I knew it wouldn't do any good and besides, I was to shaken to even move my fingers.
"Isnt that great?" I heard her say
NO IT ISNT! I screamed in my mind
"You get to go home"
HE DOESN'T NEED TO GO ANYWHERE TO BE HOME!
"You will finally have a family"
WE ARE HIS FAMILY!
The world went black…..
I never wanted to remember the moment when Sasori left. The details about what happened after that conversation where a blur to me.
The last time I saw Sasori was when the last strands of deep red hair disappeared behind the tinted windows of Naomi's Black car…
Authors Notes: What we were all dreading has finally happened : ( But don't worry guys the story doesn't end here! Next chapters will be out soon I promise! I wont leave u waiting for long :P BUT IF YOU REVIEW IT WILL ENCOURAGE ME TO WRITE FASTER!
Thanks for all your support guys I love you all
From AkasunaSora
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