Almost immediately the two artists got into a fight about the name of one of their children.

"Deidara, no," Sasori said firmly.

"Yes, un!" The blonde snapped. The medic was giving the redheaded infants an exam, leaving the puppet master and bomber time to argue over names.

"Deidara, you cannot name our child that!"

"Why not?! You got to name Ahato, so I get to name this one!"

"Deidara, I will let you name them both if you don't name her Boom!"

"What's wrong with Boom, un?!"

"Brat, you cannot name a child Boom. You could name a dog Boom. You could name a houseplant Boom. But you cannot name a human Boom!"

"Yes I can! She is my little firework, so her name is Boom, un!"

Sasori shook his head, both at the blonde's statement and stubbornness. "How about this? I will get you a cat named Boom. I'll even let you blow it up."

"No, un," Deidara replied firmly. "I am naming her Boom. Besides, I have more right then you to name her, un!"

"What?! I'm her parent too!"

"I gave birth to her!"

"But-"

"TWENTY-TWO HOURS OF LABOR, UN!"

"...I hate you."

And thus, the children were named Ahato and Boom.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~three months later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Deidara was desperately trying to soothe his wailing daughters, to no avail. Ahato had started crying, which of course set off her twin, and now they were both screaming at the top of their little lungs. "Shh, shh!" he hushed, praying that Sasori would return soon.

For once his prayers were answered, and the Akasuna walked in moments later, frowning. "I can hear them crying at the other end of the base," he said flatly.

"Make Ahato stop, un!" Deidara ordered.

The puppet master rolled his eyes but picked up the said girl, rocking her in his arms and humming softly. To Deidara's relief and annoyance, the girl calmed down almost immediately. "I find it hard to believe that you're incapable of making Ahato quiet down on your own," Sasori stated, giving his lover a smug look.

"Shut up, un," Deidara muttered, working to hush Boom. "She only likes you, and you know it, un."

"That's not true," Sasori said, even as a small wave of joy washed over him. Ahato had formed a strong bond with the puppet master, and not even the bomber could hope to match it. Sasori was her favorite, that was for certain.

"She's always the one that starts crying, un," Deidara complained. "But Boom won't even laugh unless Ahato does first. I don't know which one to be more worried about, un."

"Then don't," Sasori said, kissing Ahato's forehead and setting her down inside the crib she and Boom shared. "They're going to be fine. You'll see."

"If you say so, danna," Deidara replied, crossing the room to stand by the crib. "Goodnight little firework, un," he murmured, setting the girl down by her sister.

They remained quiet for all of two minutes before Boom began whimpering, followed by her sister.

"What was that about Ahato always starting things?" Sasori said. "More importantly, what's wrong now?"

Deidara frowned, staring intently at the children for a few seconds, before his face relaxed. Wordlessly, he reached into the crib and grabbed Boom, moving her closer to Ahato, until their bodies were touching. Almost immediately the girls fell silent, drifting off together.

"..Mind explaining what that was about?" Sasori said.

"They need to be close to each other to sleep," Deidara explained calmly. "They're always together when we wake them up in the morning, un. I just guessed that moving them nearer to one another would fix the problem, un.

"Is this one of those twin things Konan keeps telling me about?"

"I think so, un."

"As long as they don't cry, it's fine with me."

Deidara smiled softly and reached down to the children again, lightly running his fingertips over Ahato's forehead. "They're beautiful, un," he whispered, moving to gingerly stroke the red peach fuzz on the top of Boom's scalp.

"Of course they are," Sasori murmured, wrapping his arms around the blonde's waist. "Just look at their mother."

"Do you have any idea how cheesy that sounds?" Deidara asked, leaning into the embrace and smiling as Sasori kissed his cheek. "Let's go to bed, un."

"Fine by me," the puppeteer replied, pulling the blonde towards their mattress.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Boom wailed.

The artists sighed and broke apart, Deidara moving back to the crib and picking up the crying girl. "Boom, you have to learn not to cry when danna and I are having a moment, un," he chided gently.

Ahato began crying as well, demanding Sasori's attention. "They're a lovely tag team, aren't they?" the Akasuna muttered.

"Un."

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A.N.: Ahato means art, and boom means...well, boom.