Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and TV Tokyo. Also, the plot for this story was based off an animated movie called Strange Magic that I saw on Netflix once, although of course it's filled with my own little twists.

Warning: Orochimaru the 'creepy pedophile' (Dei's nickname from previous chapter) will now arrive. Deidara's nickname is quite accurate, so be warned.

Deidara

Deidara lifted his hand to wipe a tear from his eye as he stormed down the hallway. He had thought Sasori would like it, and the prince couldn't hep but feel guilty. He'd heard about the way people were talking to him now, attempting to convince him he was gay. Of course the blonde was indeed gay, but he would hate it if all of a sudden the only people he really cared about him suddenly tried to start forcing him to be straight.

But then again, when Deidara thought about it, that was the relationship he seemed to have with his father. Of course Deidara had never shared his actual sexuality with his father, but the blond knew his father probably wouldn't care. After all, he was the heir so he apparently had to marry a girl that he didn't and wouldn't ever like so he could have kids that he didn't want.

He was so deep and thought, that he didn't notice the person walking the other way, until he'd bumped into him. Deidara's head immediately shot up, and he quickly began to mutter constant apologies. His mouth shut though, as soon as he realized who it was. He had incredibly pale skin, making him appear sickly, and his slitted, golden eyes reminded Deidara of a snake. The prince definitely did not want to recall the run-in he'd had with the slithery creature years ago.

"Oh, I don't believe we've formally met," the elder man hissed.

"I-I don't think so, un..."

"My name is Orochimaru, it's a pleasure to meet you, young prince."

"I'm Deidara Namikaze, un."

"You're as feminine as the rumors say; what a beautiful body you have."

Deidara shivered and took a step back as Orochimaru caressed his cheek gently. He didn't like this, he didn't like it at all. Yet when he looked up and down the halls, his eyes fell on no one. The pale man only smirked as he gripped Deidara's wrist, pulling the physically weaker prince close to his body. The blond fought hard, pushing and pulling as he struggled to move back. He yelped at he felt a hand grab at his lower region, and seconds later he was being pulled away.

Kisame's arm was wrapped around Deidara's waist, holding the younger against his chest. He held a sword in his free hand, as did Kakuzu who was beside him. The prince gripped tightly onto Kisame as he heard the raspy laugh, and he felt an unimaginable fear creeping up his spine. This guy had problems, real problems, and Deidara did not want to stick around long enough to find out what they were.

"Orochimaru, you are to say away from the prince at all times," Kakuzu growled lowly.

"Come on, 'Kuzu, I'm sure you're curious too. The sounds he'd make from under you as you fucked him senseless over a table."

Deidara's body froze at this, and he felt Kisame's grip suddenly tighten protectively. The was a sound of a punch and a groan, before the rustling of someone standing. The prince dared to peak backwards, and his eyes met golden ones with devious black-slits. Orochimaru smirked as he moved closer and Deidara ripped his gaze away, clinging tighter to Kisame. He felt movement from Kisame before a body hitting the ground, and the blonde figured he'd knocked him over.

"Heh, you won't be able to protect that boy of yours forever. One day, I will have him."

There was silence for several seconds before footsteps began to echo throughout the hall. Deidara shakily moved away from Kisame and looked back, seeing the snake-like man storm off on his own. Kisame's hand ruffled through his hair, and Kakuzu pet his shoulder reassuringly. He couldn't help but still be afraid though, that man looked like bad news, and who knows what he was capable of?

"Don't you worry, Deidara. We won't let Orochimaru anywhere near you," Kisame promised.

"You'll be back home soon," Kakuzu agreed.

It was then that Chiyo suddenly came rushing down the hall, looking to Deidara with a smile. Kisame and Kakuzu each nodded their heads in greeting before they went on their way, leaving him alone with Chiyo. She frowned slightly when she got closer and Deidara stared back quietly. Had he done something wrong to upset her? Deidara didn't recall doing any such thing...

"Why aren't you doing your art stuff like you asked?"

"No reason, un..."

"Did that grumpy shorty show up and take the clay?"

"Well, it's Danna's clay, un," he muttered in Sasori's defense.

Chiyo sighed heavily before whipping around and storming off the other way. Deidara stood quietly for a moment before heading off down the hall once more. He decided he was feeling rather hungry, and began to make his way down towards the kitchen. He followed in the direction Orochimaru and Chiyo had both left, but instead of stopping at Sasori's workshop, Deidara walked right past.

He turned into a stair case and quickly made his way down, jumping from the second lowest step to the ground. Unfortunately, his legs didn't seem to like that as they buckled up from under him. Deidara simply groaned as he dragged himself back onto his feet, hand moving to his head. It was still feeling quite sore, and the rest of him was physically exhausted. In fact, he wasn't supposed to be up and around today. The only reason he had gotten permission, was because Chiyo was trying to help him get on his feet faster. The sooner he was okay to move around, the sooner he could leave.

He slipped into the hall and walked a couple more steps before he arrived at the door to the dining room. The kitchen had it's own door, which was closer to the fridge, but a lot of the time it was locked. The dining room door, however, was usually wide open. He was rather surprised to find it wasn't, and when he tried to open it, it was locked. The blonde shrugged and continued on to the kitchen door, which was surprisingly open when he tried it.

He looked around the kitchen, yet for some reason no one was there. Normally chefs were present all throughout the day, so why weren't they. It didn't make any sense to him, not at all. Even so, Deidara decided he may as well unlock the dining room door while he was there. He moved to the front of the kitchen and soon walked past the serving window, although he dropped to the floor within seconds as he saw the people sitting around the table.

He was silent as he poked his head up, quickly tryin to figure out who all was there. He recognized Gaara, Temari, Kankuro and Baki from the sand, and then there were quite a few faeries that he was pretty sure were from the dark forest. He saw the door open again and Orochimaru entered, key in hand, before closing it and locking it once more. Deidara didn't understand, why were Sasori's men meeting up with King Gaara?

"So, Orochimaru, how is your recruitment?" Gaara demanded.

Recruitment? What recruitment? Why the hell was Gaara asking Orochimaru about recruitment? He was confused, but Deidara knew it couldn't be good. Considering the circumstances, it was obvious that they didn't want anyone knowing about their meeting. But the meeting consisted of both men from Sasori and Gaara. However, only Gaara of the two was present. That certainly wasn't a good sign.

"Completed. We've got just enough," Orochimaru replied.

"Good, now we will be able to not only overthrow the Fairy Kingdom... but the Dark Forest as well."

Overthrow the Fairy Kingdom and the Dark Forest? Deidara was in a panic. He needed to get home, and fast. His kingdom was in danger, and he had to warn them, but Sasori's kingdom was in danger too. He would have to warn him, but what if the redhead didn't believe him. Sasori would probably put a more strict watch on him and then Deidara might not be able to escape and return home to warn his family. But could he really just leave Sasori's kingdom to fend for itself?

"Yes, and our agreement?"

"My men have been keeping the Fairy Kingdom away from the Dark Forest. It's impossible to get here, even if they did have that damned potion. They've been trying to get by for a while now, but we've made sure that they weren't able to. Also, any messenger animals were killed and the messages destroyed."

Deidara couldn't believe it, his family was coming for him. But if that was the case, and they'd been attempting to for a while, then how had Gaara known. Gaara only learned about his existence later, unless that had all been an act. Had the younger redhead already known? It was likely, after all, Orochimaru probably told him. The two had been working together for quite a while now, that was clear.

"Sasori and I will be meeting tomorrow about the treaty, so I'll let him know about the terms we decided on. Are there any you would like to change, while we're here?"

"I'm quite happy with the decided terms, although to be clear. When this is over, the Fairy Kingdom is mine."

"Of course, and the Dark Forest will be mine."

Orochimaru and Gaara each held out their hands, shaking in agreement. Deidara immediately crouched down before he could be spotted, it wouldn't be good if they discovered his presence. He had to get out of there and warn someone, but, who could he tell? Chiyo may not believe him, and Sasori probably wouldn't either. For all he knew, Kisame and Kakuzu could be working for Orochimaru. What could he do?

Deidara's ears perked at the sound of the door connecting the kitchen and the dining room opening, and the blond was sent into a panic. He dove underneath a table, covering his mouth tightly with his hand. His trembling wouldn't stop, and a loud crash was heard as he knocked over a pile of pots with his foot. Deidara's heart was pounding as the feet beside I'm froze. He watched in horror as a pair of knees hit the ground, before his eyes were staring into those black slits.

"Well, what do we have here? It appears we've got ourselves a little spy," Orochimaru chuckled darkly. Deidara winced as his wrist was grabbed and he found himself being dragged out from underneath the table as he struggled to hold onto the leg. The table only moved with him, and soon his fingers were pried away by another man who possessed somewhat long grey hair pulled back into a ponytail, and glasses.

Deidara thrashed against the grip as Orochimaru lifted him up and before he knew it, he was being dropped in the dining room in front of the many people before him. His body froze, and he lost his ability to move. He was seriously outnumbered, and who would believe his word against all of theirs? It was hopeless, and Deidara knew if Sasori confronted any of them and ended up believing them, Deidara would be a dead prince.

"You think you can spy on us, prince?" Gaara growled threateningly.

"I didn't know anyone was here, honest. I was hungry so I came to get something to eat, un..."

"Oh, so you want something to eat?" the redhead chuckled.

"U-un."

"Oh, I see. Orochimaru, why don't you give him something to eat? And if you mention one word about this to anyone, you'll be a dead man."

Gaara stood, as did all of the other Suna members, before making their exit and leaving Deidara alone with Orochimaru and the other faeries. Although with a glare, all but the grey-haired man with glasses began to file out of the room. The prince could hear the door click behind them as it closed, but that meant one thing. No one could get in, but he could get out. He could make a break for it and escape through the kitchen or the dining room. If he could get to Chiyo or Sasori, then he was home free.

"So, the little brat's hungry?" Orochimaru sneered, "I'll give you a piece a meat to swallow."

Deidara cautiously stumbled to his feet, quickly attempting to come up with a plan. He began to back away from Orochimaru but the pale man simply took one step forward for every step Deidara took back. The grey-haired male grabbed him and he found himself pushed to his knees as Orochimaru began to pull his fly down. The blonde prince rapidly shook his head, shoving them back as forcefully as he could.

He didn't like this situation, and Deidara wanted out. He was afraid, and nervous. He definitely was not okay with where this was going, and the heir needed to get away. He was being cornered by two men who looked both older, taller and stronger than him. However, Deidara was braced with agility. If he could somehow get past him, then he could definitely get away. He felt his hair yanked back and Deidara swore under his breath. He hadn't been paying attention, why had he zoned out?

"Kabuto, why don't you get him ready?" Orochimaru suggested to the male with glasses.

'Kabuto' grinned sadistically as he pulled down his fly, Orochimaru stepping forward to grab Deidara's hair. The blonde was forced to watch as the grey-haired male stripped out of his pants, leaving him in his boxers alone. A tent had formed where his crotch was, and he could see Orochimaru pulling his pants down out of the corner of his eye. Deidara squeezed his eyes shut, flailing out his limps as he struggled to release the grip from his hair.

His hair was suddenly yanked and Deidara couldn't fight the tears that were escaping his eyes. There wasn't much left he could do, well, he had one remaining option. But, he would only be able to do it once. If his timing was wrong, then he was lose all chances of getting away. If he did it when no one was close by, then not only would he have the shit beat out of him but they'd probably keep him completely gagged at all times.

"Listen here, blondie. Your teeth touch either mine or Kabuto's dicks, and you'll wish you were never born. You got that? Now, come and get your meat," Orochimaru taunted lowly.

"N-no... Un..."

"Open your eyes," the voice he predicted belonged to Kabuto ordered. "I said open them!"

Deidara trembled slightly but did as told, and soon his eyes fell on the two unclothed men before him. Despite Deidara being gay, he felt no attraction for either of the two. The only thing he felt was complete and utter repulsion. Orochimaru's free hand moved up and down his erect length, whilst his other still tightly gripped Deidara's luscious, blond hair. Kabuto grinned as he pumped his own length, stepping threateningly closer to him.

Deidara's jaw was forced open before he felt the limb enter his mouth. He whimpered slightly as he attempted to pull away, but Kabuto quickly placed his hand behind his head to hold him there. The blond couldn't help but begin to cry as the member was roughly moved in and out of his mouth. He felt his hair being pulled sharply and he let out a muffled yelp as he still attempted to get away.

"You better get sucking, or you don't want to know what'll happen to you."

Deidara choked out a sob as he began to suck on Kabuto's member, the elder male's hand guiding his head up and down his length. The blonde whimpered softly as he felt his own pants being grabbed at, and he began to kick his legs out and let out muffled yelps and cries. Kabuto only continued to move his length in and out of Deidara's mouth, and the prince felt sick as he heard a moan escaping the male's lips.

Deidara almost threw up when his mouth was filled with semen, and he finally removed the length as heavy coughs escaped his lips. He hated the taste in his mouth, he completely despised it. It was disgusting, and he wanted it out. The two seemed to allow him a breather as he hacked up the disgusting liquid, and he could hear their roaring laughter. Yet his ears perked as soon as he heard it, the door being pulled on.

Deidara parted his lips and released an ear-splitting shriek, which lasted for a likely five seconds before his mouth was forcefully filled. Orochimaru immediately thrusted his hips back and forth, and Deidara tried to push him away from his throbbing jaw. He heard a loud slamming, yet Orochimaru continued to pound himself deeper and deeper into the suffering prince's mouth.

Deidara was finally able to breath as his length was suddenly removed, yet the blond's eyes were woo blinded with tears to see who it was that had rescued him. He felt a pair of arms tightly wrap around him, and tears were being wiped from his eyes. The prince only saw the red hair before his head was pulled into his savior's chest. Deidara's walls broke down once again as he erupted into tears, tightly clutching the male's shirt.

"There, there, brat. Everything's going to be okay."