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.

Deidara

Deidara lay on Sasori's bed, molding the clay within his hands whilst the redhead himself was working on a puppet limb. He had made a pile of figures by the end of the bed in the time Sasori had been created only a part of his own. They puppets were a little bit creepy to Deidara, but they were good quality. As a fellow artist, he respected Sasori's art style and he would admit that his Danna had been an artist for a longer period than he.

As he finished a small bird, he tossed it into the pile before grabbing another clump and beginning to mold it. He was silent as he did so, his mind traveling to the dining room. He didn't want to remember what had happened to him, but he had to. After all, if what he had heard before was official, his and Sasori's kingdoms were not safe. But Sasori may not believe him, he could think that he was just trying to ruin his reputation or take down Orochimaru.

"Danna, did you send the messenger to my kingdom, un?"

"Yes, I did, brat. His name is Zetsu, and he's very skilled at getting by people unnoticed. He can get right to the castle with no problems."

"That's not sketchy at all, un."

"I didn't have to send him, you know. I could have just left you until the three month mark, and then the faeries would demand I kill you. Instead, here I am trying to find out why you're still here."

"What, can't wait to get rid of me, un?"

"That's definitely it. It'll be nice when I don't have a brat running around the castle causing trouble."

Deidara rolled his eyes as he carefully used his fingernail to detail the figure. He grinned at it's completion and rolled off the bed, moving over to Sasori. He poked the king on the shoulder, and the redhead placed his puppet arm down with a sigh before looking back with an annoyed look. Deidara simply pouted as he held the figure, and Sasori's lips slowly twitched from a scowl to a smile. He held out his hands and Deidara gently placed the clay scorpion in his palms.

"There, now we're even, un."

"I guess we are, brat."

Sasori stood up and walked over to the side of his room where a large shelf was against the all. He began to clear the shelf of his extra tools and instead shoved them in his drawer, leaving the shelf empty. He placed the scorpion on his bedside table, and Deidara couldn't help but feel the pride forming in his chest. His Danna had liked his art, after all. His ego only continued to inflate as Sasori replaced his moved tools with Deidara's clay sculptures.

"Danna, do you ever leave your castle, un?"

"Not often. I wasn't aloud to leave as a kid, but I have been around enough times to know our territory well."

"I used to leave the castle all the time to meet up with my friends, un."

"A brat like you actually had friends?"

Deidara scowled and lightly punched the redhead in the chest, playfully crossing his arms. Sasori just snickered as the blond glared at him, and eventually Deidara's giggles joined in. It was a strange sight, the two of them. No one had ever expected that they would truly get this far. Of course they had pushed them to get along, but no one actually thought they would. It was amazing how tragedies and terrifying experiences brought people together.

"I do have friends! There's Itachi, Hidan, Tobi and Pein."

"Oh, this I'd like to hear. I want to know how crazy these fairies are to be friends with you."

"Rude," Deidara scoffed. "Tobi is really fucking annoying. He talks in the third person and he's always jumping all over the place. He is obsessed with me, and he's always clinging to me all the time. He's a lot of work, but he's actually pretty funny when you watch him. He does some pretty stupid stuff, un."

"Sounds somewhat familiar," Sasori grinned tauntingly.

"Shut up! Then, there's Pein; he's the oldest of our group. He's mostly responsible, and pretty scary when he wants to be. Not to mention he's always got an oncoming wave of sarcastic comments and jokes. His family makes furniture, so he's pretty good at working with wood. Not as good as you, Danna, but he's got a lot of talent, un."

"Oncoming wave of sarcastic comments and jokes? Is that where you get it from?"

"How can you find ways to insult me with every one? Hidan is next, his family are all tailors. He's extremely loud, obnoxious and he's always swearing. If he says a sentence without swearing, run away because the world is ending. He has this weird religion, Jashinism. But if you'll insult it, he'll murder you. Overall though, he's a good friend, un."

"No similarities between you two, brat."

"Oh, wow. So I'm not a good friend, un?"

"Just tell me about the last one."

"Itachi. He doesn't show his emotions much, he doesn't really talk much in general. He always seems to have a stoic expression, but that might be because of what happened with his brother. He's a member of the Uchiha clan, just like Tobi, so he's one of the kingdom's shoulders. His combat skills are insanely good, but he's very peaceful. He doesn't like fighting, un."

"His brother?"

"Sasuke Uchiha. Now that I think of it, he apparently came here, un."

"Yeah, I know him. Don't tell him that you're friends with his brother though, he gets aggressive about it."

"I'll remember that, un."

Silence came between them, and Deidara fiddles his fingers in his lap. He wanted to tell Sasori about the meeting. He wanted to tell Sasori about Orochimaru and Gaara, but then what? And Sasori would probably confront them too, and then what would happen to Deidara? He remembered Gaara's threat quite well, and then he would be killed before he could warn his own kingdom. Risk his own kingdom to save Sasori's? Deidara couldn't do that.

"I know you're still recovering, but do you want to go stretch our wings? I haven't gone out for a fly in a long time, and I don't think you have either."

"I'd like that, un."

Deidara lifted himself off the bed and reached into his pocket, making sure the wooden figure was still there. The lights suddenly went out and his eyes flickered to Sasori who stood in the doorway with a small chuckle. The blonde took one final glance towards the clay scorpion before he approached the king, and stepped into the hall. Sasori closed the door behind him, and the two were about to begin walking when the prince froze.

The sand siblings quickly moved down the hall, Gaara glaring at him with a smirk. Deidara shrunk back slightly, and Sasori placed his hand on his shoulder. The prince stepped closer to the king, surprising Sasori, before the two began in the opposite direction. The blond was glad, at least, that Sasori chose not to ask any questions. What would he say? He couldn't tell Sasori the truth, or he'd be in a lot of trouble. But he didn't want to just leave him to fend for himself... He'd have to come up with something so he could warn Sasori, but then he would be around to get in trouble.

Sasori stopped him at a pair of glass double doors, and the redhead stepped forward. He pushed them both open, and Deidara's sights fell on the dark forest that the king called home. He took several steps out, moving ahead of Sasori, his eyes fixated on the decaying life. Deidara flinched slightly as a hand was placed on his shoulder, yet his nerves calmed when his eyes fell on the redhead beside him.

"It's not really all that beautiful to your kingdom, but I like it. It's home," Sasori breathed out.

"Everything as beauty, but not everyone sees it, un."

"Do you?"

"I do, un."

The redhead moved a step forward, and lifted his wings for all to see. Deidara was lost, staring at the pitch black wings in front of him, accented with a vibrant and breath-taking red that matched the king's hair. The said male looked back towards Deidara with a smirk, a slight taunting look upon his face. The blond couldn't help but grin as he moved to the Scarlet Mormon's side, lifting his own wings up.

"This is the first time I've actually gotten to see your wings, brat."

"I guess you're right, but I've seen yours once or twice, un."

"They match your eyes."

"The red bits in your wings match your hair. Oh, and the black matches your soul, un."

Sasori scowled instantly, gently flicking Deidara's forehead. The prince couldn't help but burst into laughter, it was totally worth it. Sasori shook his head, but he couldn't seem to hide his grin. The blond liked this side of Sasori, the side that he was finally getting to see. It had been so long since he'd arrived, and the redhead's personality had almost flipped since he did. Of course, he was still nasty and irritable but that was just who he was. Deidara wouldn't change him, even if he had the chance.

"Come on, let's just go. And don't even think about trying to escape, you brat."

"I won't, un."

Sasori's wings began to flicker back and forth as he rose of the ground, and Deidara lifted himself up beside him. His Danna took the lead, and the blond remained hot on his tail. Sasori lowered himself slightly, brushing his hand softly against a vine. The prince watched in awe as it responded to his touch, unrolling itself to reach high into the sky. He approached another and gently ran his own hand against it, shivering at the softness it provided before it rose to join the other.

"Come on, there's more I want to show you."

Deidara lifted his head and flew towards the redhead, brushing his hands against the plants as he passed. Sasori laughed slightly, flying ahead and copying the blonde. Deidara quickly dove out of the way as a plant shot up in his path, and he sent a harsh glare at the king who was snickering ahead. As he caught up, Sasori was poking a stick to a Venus flytrap. It snapped shut and the redhead placed his feet down, standing on the closed jaw.

He poked the next and stepped onto it, allowing Deidara to step on the first. He watched as the redhead moved forward with ease, creating a path behind him as if he were walking on simple ground. The blond looked forward nervously, before jumping to the next one. He giggled slightly as he continued to hop from trap to trap, glancing up to see the redhead waiting on the last one.

During his moment of distraction, he misplaced his foot and the prince let out a yelp as he began to slip. Within seconds, a hand had snatched his wrist, and Deidara glanced up to see Sasori fluttering above him. He pulled him back up and the blond steadied himself before taking over his own flight. The king nodded before turning around and flying off once more, and the prince trailed after him.

The redhead dove into a thorn bush, and Deidara swopped down to follow. He winced in pain as his wings were caught, and he in the end was forced to back away. He stared into the maze of thorns with a frown, although a familiar redhead soon emerged once more. Deidara looked away with an embarrassed look and Sasori's chuckle reached his ears. He flew close to his side, and Sasori lifted Deidara's chin.

"What's wrong, brat?"

"I can't get through. My wings are too big, un."

"It takes some practice, although my wings are a bit smaller than yours."

"Sorry, Danna, un..."

"Do you trust me?"

"Un?"

"Do you trust me?" the king repeated.

"Y-Yes, un..."

"Fold your wings, brat."

Deidara looked at Sasori in surprise, the redhead holding out his hand. The prince took a deep breath before placing his hand in the large one, and beginning to fold his wings. Sasori pulled his back into his chest, and wrapped his arms around the slightly taller blonde. The prince was enveloped in warmth and he couldn't help but relax in the redhead's hold. The grip around him was tight, holding him protectively so he wouldn't fall.

"D-Danna, un..."

"Shh, brat."

Sasori dove into the bush, and Deidara attempted to squirm closer into the grip as he held the king's arms fearfully. The redhead dodged around the thorns and little branches, and Deidara gazed around curiously. When he thought about it, the sight was beautiful in it's own way. Perhaps it didn't hold the same beauty as flowers or trees, but it was still a stunning sight to see.

"Thank you, un..."

"For what, brat?"

"For showing me this, un."

"Oh, but this is only the journey there."

Deidara couldn't help but blush as they reached the end of the bush, and the thorns surrounding them now remained behind. Sasori moved away, and the blond already missed the warmth that had been provided to him. Still, the redhead held his hand as Deidara once again lifted his wings, allowing the blond to take flight once more. The king removed his hand from the prince's grasp, taking a glance behind him.

"Oi, brat. Race you to that tree."

"You're on, un!"

Deidara flapped his wings at a quicker pace as he took the early lead, Sasori closely tailing him. He felt his ankle gripped and pulled back as the snickering king zoomed past him, and Deidara snapped curses as he attempted to overtake him once more. The blonde shot his eyes around, until they landed on the plant Sasori had shown him before. He quickly moved to it, gripping the vine in the middle just as it shot upwards.

The prince found himself thrusted forward, losing control as he flew through the air. He managed to even himself out when getting ahead of the king, and he snatched the branch of a bush as he went by, releasing it like a slingshot as the redhead got closer. He cursed lowly as Sasori quickly flew over it, catching up once more with the blond. As they grew closer to the tree, the redhead finally took the lead and landed on the large branch only a second before Deidara.

"Nice try, brat. It'll take a lot more speed than that to beat me."

"You cheated, un!" the blonde complained.

"We never specified it wasn't aloud, brat."

"Not fair, un."

"Fine, next time there were be no contact."

"So, what did you want to show me, un?"

"This. Look, brat."

Deidara turned his head in the direction Sasori was pointing, and he almost stopped breathing. They were somewhat close to the border. Not only could he see a part of the dark forest, but he also saw a large part of his own kingdom. He could even see a border patrol traveling along the outskirts, swords ready in hand. He grew nostalgic at the familiar sights, and a faint aching began to grow in his chest.

But that was when he saw it, the familiar face. His body took a step forward without his mind's permission, his hand gently touching the tree trunk. His brother flew into sight, landing right beside the border between the two countries. He was silent, for once in his life, as he simply stared into the darkness with a rather depressed look on his face. The prince desperately wanted to step forward, to alert his brother of his presence, but he knew Sasori would grow incredibly angry if he did so.

"Brat, that's your brother, right?"

"Yeah. He looks a lot different than the last time I saw him, un."

"I've heard that he's pretty loud and hyper."

"Normally, he is. Right now he just looks kind of depressed, un."

"Maybe he just misses you, brat. You are his elder brother."

"I guess, un..."

"Why don't you go see him?"

"Wh-what, un!?"

"Find out what's going on, brat. I'm still as curious as you as to why they haven't come yet. But don't even think about running off, or I'll break your wrists."

"U-un..."

Deidara slowly moved forward, and lowered himself towards the ground. His feet touched the grass, and he sent a glance up at the redhead who lurked amongst the trees. The king moved himself to the border, and Deidara quietly walked on, yet remained out of Naruto's sight. He didn't understand why Sasori was letting him do this. or what he was supposed to say to his brother. It had been so long, could Deidara leave after seeing him again?

He poked his head out from behind a stem, and is brother simply sat. The blond was afraid, he was nervous. He knew what he had overheard, but was it really the truth? Maybe Gaara was actually betraying Orochimaru, and his kingdom wasn't trying to find him at all. After all, he hadn't come across any faeries from Suna. Well, he hadn't actually seen any. His gaze moved from his brother to the ground, and finally Deidara gained the courage to step from his hiding spot.

A small stick he had stepped on snapped and his brother shot his head up, their blue eyes meeting one another's. Naruto was speechless at first, his mouth moving but no sounds escaping. He stumbled to his feet, and sprinted forward as Deidara's feet just stopped. He felt the pair of arms wrap around him, and a head buried itself into his chest. The elder prince couldn't control his grin, or the joy he suddenly felt. The joy was more than he had felt in a long time.

"Nii-san, how did you get here? Never mind that, I'm so glad you're home, dattebayo!"

"Naru, what happened with the potion? Why didn't anyone come to make the trade, un?'

"We honestly don't know. Someone stole it during the commotion when the Dark Forest attacked. We've been looking everywhere to find it. But whenever we tried to send messages or send parties, they were intercepted by the Sand Kingdom. Nii-san, what's going on there?"

"Dan—" Deidara stopped suddenly, "Sasori and Gaara, the Sand King, are forming a treaty. But I overheard a meeting between Gaara and one of Sasori's men, Orochimaru. I think they're planning to overthrow him."

"Serves him right! After all the shit that bastard's thrown, dattebayo!"

"You don't understand, Naru. They're going to attack the Fairy Kingdom too, un!"

"Us? But why?"

"I-I don't know. You need to warn everyone to get ready for a possible attack, un."

"What do you mean? Tell them yourself, dattebayo."

"Naruto, I'm not going with you, un."

"W-what? Why?"

"I have to go back, un."

"What do you mean you have to go back? You just got away!"

"I'm not alone, un."

Deidara pointed upwards and his brother followed his gaze, staring at the figure in the tree in shock. Sasori held his typical scowl, and his arms were crossed impatiently over his chest. The elder blond looked away and caught his brother's attention before pulling him into a tight hug, almost afraid to let him go. Naruto clung right back, and the two brothers just stayed like that for a bit until Deidara felt his wrist grabbed.

"Come on, brat. It's time to go."

Deidara looked back as Sasori landed beside him, and finally pulled away from his brother. Naruto just stared, watched as he returned to Sasori's side.