I didn't edit this one as much because I keep getting a virus every time I go on Fanfiction. It's annoying the hell out of me and I should probably go before I get the frickin' virus again. I'll update during spring break which is next week-ish. Sorry for the wait.
As it so happened, that was the last time Deidara had ever seen Hidan until he almost ran the blond over with his truck. He had recognized Hidan immediately from his profanity and his unique silver hair.
In the years spent alone, Deidara had managed to strengthen his mind and body. Of course, he always clung to the hope that Hidan would come back and see him. For six long years he waited. Still, Hidan failed to show up.
Convincing himself that he didn't need Hidan anymore, Deidara started to train his body even harder, when no one was around. He had to do it in secret because Ramses didn't like his concubines to do anything but sit and look pretty all day, even if there was no one to see them. Deidara was always the rebellious type.
Which was why he was currently shoving Hidan to the side and stepping forward. Hidan stumbled a little and stared at the blond.
"What are you doing, Dei?! Are you fucking insane?" Hidan said.
"I'm not the same person you once knew, Hidan, un." Deidara muttered, casting Hidan a small glance. The blond paused before getting in a fighting stance, a little different from Hidan's.
Hidan stared at the blond for a moment. His pinkish eyes widened when Itachi's eyes flashed and he lifted his hands to his mouth.
"Katon, Goukakyuu no Jutsu!" Itachi's mouth formed the words as his cheeks puffed out from a huge intake of breath.
Deidara's eye widened when a stream of fire came out of Itachi's mouth, curling up to form a large fireball that was headed straight for him.
"No!"
The blond's eye widened even further when someone jumped in front of him, taking the blast head on.
Deidara watched in horror as Hidan fell to the ground in front of him, smoke creeping around him.
"Hidan, un!" Deidara started forward and knelt at his friend's side. Hidan's whole front was blackened and his eyes were closed. He didn't appear to be breathing. "No! Hidan!"
Deidara stared helplessly down at Hidan, waiting for something, anything to show him he was still alive. After a minute with no movement, he glanced up at Itachi with a death glare.
Sasori was gazing with a rather bored expression at Itachi.
"Were you trying to kill him, Itachi?" Sasori asked.
"Hn." Was Itachi's monosyllabic answer.
"Bastard, look what you did, un!" Deidara shouted in fury. "You killed him!"
Itachi said nothing, merely gazing with emotionless red eyes at Deidara. Deidara glared back with a furious blue eye slitted in anger.
A small cough below him made Deidara glance down, startled. (See? I'm not so evil as to kill off Hidan! :D)
Hidan's eyes cracked open and he blinked at Deidara, who stared at him in amazement.
"Hidan?" Deidara said, eye wide.
"Dei." Hidan croaked, throat a little rough from smoke inhalation. "You're not hurt right?"
"I'm fine. What about you, un? You took that head on." Deidara said in amazement.
"Dei," Hidan chuckled tiredly. "I'm immortal, remember?"
"You never told me that!" Deidara glared at Hidan. "I thought vampires could die eventually."
Hidan shook his head, sitting up.
"You scared me, you bastard." Deidara glared daggers at Hidan, though he was relieved. Hidan used Deidara's offered hand to get to his feet and he dusted himself off with a grunt of annoyance.
"That's what I thought." Itachi said, a tone of smugness in his voice.
"You knew he was immortal?" Sasori asked.
"Mm. I had guessed." Itachi replied.
"Hidan."
Deidara got Hidan's attention.
"Yes, Dei?"
"You don't need to keep protecting me, you know…" Deidara said softly. "I can handle myself."
"But-"
"I know I couldn't last time you saw me. What do you think I did all those years, Hidan? Sat there, staring at the wall?" Deidara cut him off.
"…Dei, I-"
"Okay." Sasori cut Hidan off. "Itachi has decided that he wants to bring you too, Hidan. God knows why." He muttered the last part.
Deidara exchanged a glance with Hidan.
"Shall we go, Hida-kun?" Deidara asked, using Hidan's nickname.
"Hmph. I guess. Ain't got any fucking thing else to fucking do." Hidan grumbled.
Deidara nodded slightly to Itachi, who once again took the lead. Sasori was close behind, with Hidan and Deidara keeping pace just behind him, remaining silent for the most part, unless Deidara was asking Hidan a question. They were usually about the lights or the things around them.
They finally reached the base, which was a large house hidden behind a larger abandoned apartment building.
Itachi went in first, followed by Hidan, then Deidara, and finally Sasori.
The Uchiha led them through a series of wide hallways until they reached an eerily dark one, where he hesitated before continuing. He finally stopped at a thick wooden door with a tarnished silver handle. He knocked so quietly Deidara thought it would be impossible to hear on the other side. Apparently he was wrong because a voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Itachi paused before opening the door and walking in silently. The other three followed quietly.
Deidara looked around curiously. The room appeared to have no windows and there was only one small lamp on a desk, illuminating only a few feet of space. It was enough to cast a shadow over the man sitting at the desk, whose glowing eyes pierced Itachi.
"Sir, this is Hidan and Deidara. They-"
"You brought someone here without my permission, Itachi?" The voice said quietly, yet it seemed to exude a strong sense of authority.
"Yes, sir, but—"
"Itachi. You deliberately undermined me." The voice rumbled threateningly.
"Pein."
A voice from the side said in a calming tone. Deidara peered in the direction it came from, but it was dark and he couldn't see.
"Let them speak." The voice said. The only thing Deidara could make out was that it was a girl's voice.
For a moment, Deidara thought that Pein was going to ignore her and continue speaking, but the silence stretched on until Itachi spoke again.
"Sasori and I found two people you might be interested in, sir." Itachi said carefully. "Hidan is an immortal vampire." He gestured at Hidan, who gazed boldly up at Pein.
Hidan could feel Pein's eyes examining him for a moment before they returned to Sasori when he spoke.
"This brat," Sasori gestured at Deidara, who glared at him. "…We're not exactly sure what he is. He claims to be a three thousand year old concubine from Egypt, but…"
Sasori trailed off and there was an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Pein spoke again.
"Is it possible that he's a mummy, or a zombie?" Pein asked.
"No." Itachi replied. "His body would be much more decayed."
"I see." Pein mused. "Well, Hidan. Would you like to join our organization?"
"What organization?" Hidan asked.
"Akatsuki. A group of supernatural beings that have no other place in this world." Pein said, as if reciting from a dictionary.
"…Sure. Why the fuck not." Hidan shrugged.
"Excellent. Deidara, would you like to join?"
"But Pein, sir. He has shown no special abilities so far." Sasori protested. "He might be lying about being three thousand years old-"
"I am aware of this Sasori." Pein said calmly. "I can sense something in him."
"… If Hidan joins, then so do I." Deidara said, much to Sasori's not-so-discreet displeasure.
"Alright. Do you mind staying in here, Deidara, for a bit. I need to ask you some questions." Pein said.
"Fine, un." Deidara said.
Sasori left quickly, probably to catch a meal before the sun came up. Itachi followed and Hidan waved before departing.
"Now, Deidara." Pein started, leaning his elbows on his desk. "Do you have any idea how you are here now?"
Deidara shook his head.
"No, I don't. I just woke up a few days ago here and I have no idea how." Deidara said.
"Hm. What is the last thing you remember from three thousand years ago?"
"…I remember waiting in my room for the king to call me, un. When he finally did it was nearly sunset. He gave me an amulet and told me to wear it…" Pein seemed to straighten slightly. "…And then he sent me away again, un. The last thing I remember was falling asleep with the amulet on, un."
"Do you still have the amulet?" Pein asked.
"Yes, right here." Deidara pulled it out from under his shirt. The gold glinted somehow, even though the light was halfway across the room. Pein hummed softly.
"I see. Can I have it for tonight? I wish to examine it." Pein asked.
"Hn. Sure." Deidara brought the amulet to the shadowed figure and slipped it off his neck before giving it carefully to Pein.
As the amulet left Deidara's grasp, the blond suddenly felt faint, but shrugged it off silently. The blond blinked, realizing that the image of Pein before him was blurring. Before he knew it, he had collapsed on his side to the cold floor, passed out.
I didn't like this chapter so much, but feel free to review.
Correction, I hated this chapter. But anyway... bye.