Next chapter! The first one was mega-short, and this one had been written before anyway. Hopefully this story will get a lot more interesting than my other ones xD
We'll be meeting Sasori now...Be prepared.
In the film "Orphan", Esther is Russian. I wasn't sure wether to make Sasori Russian or not, but some friends have recommended it, So I have decided that he will be...
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Deidara's POV.
07:32am.
I sighed as I checked my phone. The minutes ticking by seemed to be mocking me.
Everything seemed to be mocking me.
I had been dragged out of my comfy bed at 6 o'clock this morning, Which was complete crap. I don't even get up at 6 o'clock on a school day, So why the hell would I have to get up so early, on a Saturday?
I'll tell you why.
My parents thought that it would be a "splendid" idea to adopt a kid.
I hope you noticed my sarcasm. It is not in any way "splendid". I am happy being an only child. I'm polite, kind, caring, loving, anything you would want in an average teenager!
But no, That wasn't enough for my parents.
So here I am. Sitting in the back of the car in silence. We had been driving for about an hour now. Why are orphanages always located in the middle of nowhere? Seriously, It's weird. They're always in the middle of a forest or something, Which is like, The most common place to dump a body. What a great example for little kiddies!
Although, Apparently the orphanage that we're going to is for more "mature" children. So pretty much the older ones which will probably never be adopted. Ever.
That is, Unless a pair of idiotic buffoons, Also known as my parents, somehow believe that one child, especially one as good as me, Isn't good enough.
Which is bull crap.
"So Deidara, What are you thinking about?" My Mother, Who had turned around from the passenger seat, asked me.
"Lots of things." I stated bitterly, Staring at the bright screen of my phone. Hidan hadn't messaged me yet, The bastard. He had promised to.
"What kinds of things?" She piped up, giggling. I had no idea what was so fucking funny.
"None of your business, Kind of things." Was my blunt reply. My Mother's smile faltered slightly, I actually felt kinda sorry for her.
"Deidara. I warned you." I heard my Father remind me. I scowled.
Our deal is that if I can remain well-behaved and polite during our trip to the orphanage and back, then I get to keep my bedroom to myself, and the new "pet" can have the basement room.
So I'm trying my best to keep that deal going, I'm pretty serious when it comes to privacy.
I love privacy.
Hidan still hasn't messaged me back.
So he can just go rot in hell.
~20 Minutes Later~
Before I knew it, We were pulling up outside a large, old building. It was surrounded by dozens of tall trees, which caused pleasant streaks of sunlight to shine down onto the building. The lawn was freshly mowed, and looked shiny in the sunlight. Numerous children were running around outside and playing. Despite it's gloominess, The building didn't look all that bad. I was honestly expecting it to be like one from a horror movie, with broken windows and no-one to be seen.
Whilst I was busy "Eyeing-up the kiddies" like the monster I am, I was distracted by the face of a spotty elderly man, tapping at my window.
"Holy crap!" I jumped back quickly, Staring at the face with wide-eyes. I heard my Mother laughing in the distance, and soon saw her and my father standing next to the old man.
"Language Deidara, Language..." My Mother giggled, opening the door for me. I slowly got out, staring at the old man with caution.
"Deidara, This is Mr. Jiraiya. He owns the orphanage here." My Father announced, Bowing his head slightly, hinting that I should shake his hand. I nodded my head in response, and held my hand out to the elderly man. He grinned and gladly shook it.
"Nice to meet 'ya, kiddo!" He smiled, letting go of my hand. My Mother smiled as "Jiraiya" turned to her and my Father.
"So, You're looking to adopt...?" He stated, staring at them hopefully. My Father nodded in approval.
"Yes, We've been thinking about it for a while, and decided to give it a go." Jiraiya smiled at my Father's response.
"That's great! I can't wait for you to meet the kids!" The grey-haired man laughed, Turning his back and gesturing us to follow him. "Care to come in?" He offered, waving his large arm out towards the building. My parents both nodded and smiled , I simply huffed and followed them.
As we walked inside the building, I noticed how surprisingly tidy it was kept. Unfortunately, I couldn't say the same for the amount of volume which was coming from the sitting room. All I could hear was the sound of what seemed to be teenage girls. Really annoying teenage girls. Much to my horror, the sound seemed to attract my Mother, who immediately followed the noise, probably wanting to meet the girls. My Father was nowhere to be seen, Which really wasn't much of a surprise.
I decided I was just going to hang out in the hallway, Until my parents had picked out a new pet. I still couldn't believe they didn't want a parrot. After all, parrots are fucking awesome, and would benefit me greatly.
I sat down on a radiator, Which happened to be switched on. This was one of the only reasons why I liked it when it was cold, You got to sit on radiators, Which pleased me, as it made my butt warm. Warm butt Deidara, equals happy Deidara.
Whilst I was enjoying having a warm butt, Numerous kids ran past me. Giggling, squealing. I honestly hoped my parents wouldn't pick a brat. Brats were not fun. Brats will never be fun.
About an hour later, I saw my Mother exit from the sitting-room. By now, my butt was about as toasted as...Well, toast.
That's enough about my butt though. Mum looked slightly pale, but she still maintained her usual care-free smile.
"Had fun, un?" I asked her casually, smirking slightly.
"Oh...Yeah...Great..." Mum replied, still smiling. Although, I'm sure I saw her grimace slightly.
"So, Did you find yourself a little angel to treasure forever, un?" I asked, Leaning back and resting my hands on the hot radiator.
"...Not exactly" Mum stated, still smiling. "Where's your Father?" She continued, Looking around. I shrugged my shoulders in reply.
"Beats me."
With that, My Mother sat beside me, and we both enjoyed having our butts toasted.
After a few seconds of heavenly silence, Minus the silence, Mr. Jiraiya showed up, smiling.
"Your husband seems to have taken a liking to one of my children!" He announced, looking up the stairs. Mum smiled in reply.
"Oh, really?" She asked, standing up. Jiraiya nodded.
"Second room on the left." He stated, pointing up the large staircase. Mum nodded in thanks, and started walking.
I sadly departed from my beloved radiator, Giving it one sad glance before following her.
"Got your butt toasted by the radiator?" Jiraiya asked me, smirking slightly. I wasn't sure whether to scream or die. Instead I nodded.
"Yeah, un..."
"Ah, Good fun..." He then followed my Mother upstairs.
Jiraiya was actually pretty cool. I wish we could adopt him. He could be like...My brother who's actually my Grandfather...Or I could wait till I'm old enough and adopt him, Then we could spend all day sitting on the radiator of goodness.
...What the fuck is going through my mind?
I finally reached the top of the stairs, and followed Mum, who was currently standing at the doorway of the second room on the left, smiling. I didn't know what was so special, but I wanted to know. So I quickly stood next to her and peered in.
I could see the back of my Dad's head, sitting next to a small form with shaggy-red hair, I immediately guessed that it was a boy. The boy appeared to be playing with something in his hands, Which my Father was staring down it awe.
I stared at my Mother, She had a gentle smirk plastered onto her face. I shifted slightly, causing the rickety floorboards to make a quiet squeaking sound. This still managed to attract the attention of my Father, as he quickly turned his head towards us.
"Oh, Deidara, Hisoka, Nice to see you here!" He said, smiling and ushering us over. Mum smiled and approached him and the red-head, I stayed at the doorway.
"This is Sasori, He's the same age as you, Deidara! He lives here at the orphanage!" My Father announced happily, Turning towards the red-head.
Oh wow. Really? I thought he lived in a fucking bush, Dad.
Mum smiled and turned towards "Sasori".
"It's very nice to meet you, I'm Hisoka!" She greeted, presenting him with her hand, Which he shook.
"It's very nice to meet you too." Sasori replied. I noticed his Russian accent. It wasn't too obvious though, He must of lived in this country for a while.
Dad smiled and looked at me, wanting me to enter the room.
"Sasori, This is Deidara, our son. He likes art too!" Dad said, pointing towards me.
Oh wow. You really had to point me out, Didn't you Dad? Good on you, We don't want Sasori thinking I'm a fucking wall!
Sasori turned around and stared at me, Finally, I got to see the face of the brat...
Fuck.
Crimson-red locks outlined his pale, porcelain-like face, an uneven fringe falling just below his thin eyebrows. His cheeks were slightly chubby, but cute. He had a small, petite nose, and large hazel eyes. His thin lips curved into a sweet smile.
...He was actually rather...
Adorable.
"It's very nice to meet you, Deidara" He stated, Still smiling. I simply stared at him and sat at the desk nearer to my Mother. "You like art, yes?" He continued, still smiling. I nodded in reply.
"Deidara enjoys working with clay..." Dad said, Smiling at both of us.
"Oh wow, Clay works? That must be an interesting hobby!" Sasori said with much enthusiasm in his voice. Dad smiled in response and nodded.
"Deidara, Sasori carves wood, His works are amazing! Show him your bird, Sasori." Dad requested, pointing to the tiny form in Sasori's hands.
"Oh, this?" The red-head opened his petite hands, presenting a tiny, little wooden bird.
It was beautiful, only about 4 inches tall, but still beautiful. The detail was amazing, especially the feathers.
"It's ok, I suppose. You could do with a little work on the beak though..." I commented, Raising my nose slightly. Sasori just smiled sweetly in response.
"Really? Do you think you could teach me, Deidara?" He asked hopefully, staring at me with sweet eyes.
"Well, I don't know about that. I'll be going home soon." I stated, turning my head to my Parents.
"Actually, Deidara...We were hoping to take Sasori home to visit today...Just to show him around the house..." Mum stated, staring at me hopefully. I snickered slightly.
"You're not actually planning to adopt him...Right?" I asked them, raising an eyebrow. My Mum pursed her lips.
"Just for a visit." Dad stated, and looked back at Sasori. "You wouldn't mind coming to visit, would you?" He continued, smiling. Sasori smiled back and nodded in reply.
"That would be great." He replied.
Fuck.
This is actually a really long chapter for me...I'm rather proud of it.
Sasori seems really OOC at the moment, but he's suppose to...If you've watched the film Orphan, then you should know why, But I'm not going to spoil it for those who haven't. Although the ending to this is going to be a lot different...In fact, a lot of this fic will be rather different.