Chapter 3

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Finally, here's chapter 3! I know it's a bit late, I've just had a lot of writer's block recently…

Thank you soooo much to coolseal9, Asheza, Blackwing Fray the Huntress, Kakashi Attacke, and Midnight's Shining Star for reviewing Chapter 2; I really appreciate all of your reviews a lot! ^_^

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Dang it, I can't think of anything! Deidara thought frantically as he glanced ahead at Sasori walking in front of him. He had been trying to think of an excuse for having his hands bandaged for hours not but nothing had come to him yet. Then again, he wouldn't ask if I just unwrapped them, he thought. Quietly, he pulled off the bandages and stuffed them into the pouch where he carried his non-clay weapons.

"Listen you two; Sasori-no-danna will get suspicious if I have you bandaged. But you need to stay quiet until I can try and fix your sickness, okay?" he whispered to his hands as quietly as possible. They both gave him a weak smile signaling that they'd try. Now all I have to do is find some cure for this weird sickness, he thought. The blonde began to think back on the few times when he had gotten sick, and what his danna had done to help him. But he soon realized that, more than likely, none of that would work on hands.

"Why does this have to be so difficult un," he groaned quietly.

"What's difficult brat?" Sasori asked, glancing over his shoulder.

"Ah, it's nothing un," he answered, holding up his hands and giving a fake grin. It was then that his hands decided it was time to start coughing- more like hacking. Sasori stared at them with slightly widened eyes.

"I thought I told you to stay quiet!" Deidara hissed at them then paused when he remembered Sasori.

"Are you okay?" the redhead asked slowly.

"I'm fine," Deidara said, widening his fake grin, quickly brining his hands behind his back and clenching his fists to muffle the noise.

"I doubt that, now let me see them," Sasori sighed, walking up to his partner. Deidara looked down slightly and showed him his hands.

"Do you know what's wrong with them?" he asked while examining the mouths as they drooled a slimy yellow liquid.

"Yeah… They're sick un…." He muttered. There was no point in lying since his danna was already suspicious, and his hands practically gave it away by now. Stupid handmouths….

"Your handmouths can get sick?" he asked incredulously.

"Yeah," Deidara muttered, blushing slightly and lowered his hands. He knew Sasori would be creeped out about his handmouths sickness; most people were creeped out just because they even existed in the first place.

"Has this happened before?" the redhead asked after a while.

"Yeah, but I don't know how to fix them un," he answered.

"Why not just try what works for a normal cold?"

"I don't think that'd work on a kekkei genkai un."

"Well, we won't know until we try. But for now just bandage them up again," Sasori stated, looking slightly grossed out as more drool dripped from the mouths.

"Okay un," Deidara said, doing as told, glaring at his hands the whole time. It was then that a group of ANBU decided to oh so conveniently come out. After panicking briefly due to his hand issues, he pulled out a kunai. Sasori, already having taken out five puppets, started attacking the group. Deidara tried to also attack but was soon cornered by three of the shinobi. He slashed at one but was kicked in the side by one of the others. As the ANBU swung a sword at him, he blocked with his kunai then swept his feet out from under him before also stabbing that ANBU. The blonde looked around for the last one but was relieved to see that his danna had taken care of the rest.

"Come on brat, let's hurry and get back to the base," Sasori sighed, already starting to walk off.

"Okay," Deidara answered, following after him

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"Finally, we're back," Deidara sighed, falling back on his bed.

"Now we can fix your hands, wait here while I go make some soup," Sasori said.

"But-"Deidara was cut off as the door closed behind the redhead.

He went into the kitchen, opened up a can and put it on the stove to cook. The puppet master did find it a bit strange that his partner's kekkei genkai had somehow gotten sick, even more so that this incident had happened before. But despite the fact that they weren't normal mouths, he figured that if they got sick, then they could also be cured the same way as a cold normally was. He glanced over to see the soup was done so he poured it in a bowl and grabbed a spoon. The brat better appreciate me helping him, Sasori thought as he trudged back to their room.

"Why did you make such a mess?" Sasori growled as he entered the room that was now filled with tissues.

"They wouldn't stop drooling un," Deidara whined.

"Whatever, just give them this," Sasori said, trying to hand him the bowl.

"Danna, I can't."

"And why not?" Sasori asked, scowling slightly.

"Because un, first off, I can't hold the bowl with all their drooling. And second, my kekkei genkai can't eat," Deidara explained.

"Don't those mouths eat clay?"

"No Sasori danna," the blonde sighed in exasperation, "They only chew the clay, not eat it."

"Brat, I went through the trouble of making this, they are going to eat it," Sasori growled, walking up to his partner.

"But danna-"

"They will eat it," Sasori said, grabbing the wrist of his right hand and shoving a spoonful of soup into it. The mouth spit it all back in his face, barring its teeth at the redhead. He growled in anger as the liquid dripped down his face, grabbing his partner's wrist as if trying to strangle the handmouth.

"Sasori-no-danna stop! Righty is just a little moody un," Deidara said trying to pull his hand away.

"What?" Sasori asked, releasing the blonde's wrist. "Your hands have names?"

"Well sort of un," he said, blushing slightly.

"Whatever, they are still going to eat the soup," he said already taking another spoonful.

"Danna, I told you un, they. Can't. Eat," the blonde growled, glaring slightly.

"They will," Sasori repeated and shoved the spoon in his left handmouth this time. It reacted the same as his right hand.

"Told you so…" Deidara muttered. His partner was on the verge of punching the blonde but decided to instead, go and wash the soup off of his face.

"I did warn him," Deidara muttered to his hands, which smirked at him. The blonde then sighed tiredly and began glaring at his hands.

"You guys are terrible, you know that? Danna is probably completely creeped out," he muttered. His left hand gave a weak smile while his right hand chose to stick its tongue out at him.

"Quit being so moody righty, it's getting annoying," he growled. The hand spit on him.

"Why you!" as Deidara began to argue Sasori walked through the door but paused then quickly walked away. We really need to fix this before he goes completely insane, the redhead thought as he walked away.

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So, what'd you think, good or bad? Please review and tell me what you think, constructive criticism is welcome! ^_^

Also, there will be about one more chapter after this one.

Hope you liked it, thanks for reading!