Quick update! WOO-HOO! Well, Not so much is you dislike this fic. If so, I highly suggest you stop reading now.

Anyway, Sasori shall be paying a little visit to Deidara's house. Unfortunately He will maintain his OOC-ness for a while now, as that's one of the main points in this fic, but he'll change...

...Seriously, He'll change.

Because to be honest, "Innocent-wittle-Saso-kins" Is really pissing me off.

Anyway, Please enjoy and maybe-even-possibly-review?

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Enjoy, My children!

Deidara's POV

Sasori was fucking annoying me.

He wasn't being loud, he wasn't being mean, he wasn't being disruptive...

He was being an asshole.

Just sitting there, smiling sweetly, Only speaking when spoken to.

Ugh.

I have no idea why my parents liked him so much.

"So Sasori, What's it like at the orphanage?" Mum asked, Turning around to face the "Little angel".

"Well, It has its ups and downs, but I still call it home" He answered, Tilting his head and smiling sweetly. I rolled my eyes and dug into my pockets, pulling out my phone.

Hidan still hadn't messaged me.

I now hate him.

"Aw, Well maybe if things work out, You could have a different home..." Mum began, Staring at Sasori hopefully. "...Would you consider it?" She finished, looking at the red-head kindly. Sasori smiled pleasantly and nodded.

"Of course I would!" He laughed, Showing his straight, white teeth. They reminded me of a young child's teeth, fresh and unharmed.

"That's great!" Mum replied, giving Sasori a simple thumbs up. I raised an eyebrow at her, which somehow managed to get her attention.

"You should show Sasori around when we get home, Deidara." Mum requested, Smiling kindly at me. "Would you like that, Sasori?" She continued, turning her head to him.

"I would love that!" Sasori smiled, turning towards me. "That is if...You don't mind..." He said, Almost shyly. I just sighed in response.

"Yeah. Whatever, un..." I drawled, staring at my phone again, which seemed to attract Sasori's attention. I decided to ignore it though.

That's until it got really uncomfortable.

Whenever I moved my phone slightly, His wide eyes would follow the lit-up screen. At first, It was funny. I raised my phone high up in the air, So it touched the roof of the car. As expected, a pair of hazel eyes followed it again.

I eventually grew bored of Sasori's curiosity, and stopped moving my phone around, but he still would continue staring, which really annoyed me.

I glared at him, holding up my phone. "What the hell is wrong with you, un?" I hissed, earning a confused look from the red-head. I sighed. "Never seen a phone before?" He just smiled in reply, tilting his head again.

"I think Mr. Jiraiya has one in his office" He said, touching his chin in thought. "We're not allowed to use it though...". I raised my eyebrow at this.

"You don't have a phone, un?"

The red-head looked at me with a sad smile. "I have a tin can and a piece of string..." He answered, holding his hand up to his ear, as if it were a phone. "Ring, ring!" Sasori giggled, smiling and closing his eyes.

This kid was fucked up.

I was going to make a sarcastic comment, or even hit him, but my Mother turned her head round the seat again, facing us.

"We're home!" She said, smiling.

"No shit." I replied, undoing my seat belt and opening the door. Sasori did the same, and stared at my house in awe.

"It's beautiful..." He said, staring up at the building.

Now.

I would of understood this if I lived in a mansion, or even a villa, but I don't. It was only built about ten years ago!

I mean sure, we have no neighbors, and it's a pretty fancy looking house...

But still!

Damn orphans.

"I'm glad you like it!" Mum smiled, getting out of the car. Sasori smiled and nodded in reply.

It was only when he was standing up when I noticed what a freak he really looked like.

When Sasori came to visit, he was allowed to change into "casual" clothes, instead of the typical orphanage uniform. I had no idea what came to Sasori's mind when Jiraiya said "casual", but it certainly was a surprise.

He came out of his dorm wearing one of the weirdest outfits I had ever seen; A frilly white blouse with numerous ruffles around the chest-area, and a black ribbon which was tied into a neat bow around the collar. To compliment the blouse, he was wearing a black waistcoat, which was buttoned just below where the ruffles on the blouse stopped. Despite it being incredibly cold, he was also wearing a pair of black thigh-length shorts, which showed of his slender legs, and black knee-length tights.

The outfit actually reminded me of "Ciel Phantomhive", some Anime character I used to be in love with.

To say the least, the kid was a freak.

Or just a really dedicated cosplayer.

Sasori seemed to notice my constant staring when we got out of the car, in which he replied with another sweet smile.

"Do you think my clothes are pretty?" He asked, smiling still. I raised my eyebrows at this.

"Pretty, un?" Sasori and nodded, waiting for me to answer. "You look like a fr-"

"You look very unique." Dad interrupted, glancing at me slightly. I rolled my eyebrows at his comment, and went inside.

As I entered the hallway, I noticed a very familiar old lady in the living room.

"Grandma, un!" I yelped, surprised to see my favourite old bag.

"My, my, Is that my little Deidara?" She smiled, holding her arms out to hug me. I immediately ran up to her, accepting her embrace.

She smelt like mints, and old people.

Still, I loved her.

"What are you doing here, un?" I asked, pulling away from the hug.

"Well, when I heard your Father and Mother were planning on adopting, I had to come over right away! She answered. I sighed at her response. "So, where is the little brute?" She continued, looking around the living room.

"It's not official yet, Grandma. He's just coming to visit, un." I replied, squinting my eyes slightly.

Right on time, my parents entered the room, closely followed by Sasori.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" Dad asked, sounding surprised. Grandma answered by holding up a simple "peace" sign.

"Just popping by to say "Hello" to my new Grandchild!" She responded, giving Dad a hug.

Mum smiled. "Well, here he is!" She said gleefully, placing her hand on Sasori's shoulder. Grandma knelt down at stared at him, smiling.

"Well, aren't you a pretty little thing!" She cooed, pinching Sasori's cheeks gently. I scowled slightly. That's what she used to do to me, Not some nasty little elf! Sasori smiled slightly, which was a real surprise, hint the sarcasm.

"So, How old are you?" Grandma giggled, tapping his nose, and still pinching his cheeks.

"Fifteen." Sasori replied, still smiling. Grandma looked surprised.

"Oh...Wow..." She began. Sasori did look young for his age. "I thought you were younger!" She chuckled, patting him on the head, Sasori giggled slightly.

"I get that a lot."

"I see your foreign...Russian?" Grandma questioned, letting go of Sasori's cheeks. He nodded in reply.

"Yes. I moved to this country a few years ago, after..." He looked down sadly, and Mum patted his back sympathetically.

"Sasori was adopted a few years back, whilst he still lived in Russia..." Mum started, staring at Sasori. "Unfortunately, there was a large house fire...Luckily, Sasori just managed to get out." She finished, not really wanting to continue. I hadn't heard the story, and wanted to know the rest.

"Go on." I stated, closing my eyes. I heard a light sigh come from Sasori.

"Well, not everyone was so lucky." He said, looking down.

"What do you mean, un?" I replied. What? For all I know, a magic unicorn could of taken them away.

"They died." He finished, still looking at the floor.

There was a few seconds of silence. I suppose no one really knew what to say.

Sasori eventually spoke up, raising his head and smiling again.

Smiling.

"I think people should always try to take the bad things that have happened to them in life, and turn them into something good." He stated, smiling at us all. I raised an eyebrow.

Mum smiled. "That's a great way of thinking..." She said, patting him on the back again. Sasori nodded.

"I believe this family is a gift. A way of saying "well done" for being so strong during bad times..." He continued. Everyone smiled, except for me. I still thought Sasori was too weird and nice for his own good.

Mum clasped her hands together. "So..." She started, smiling brightly at us all. "Deidara, why don't you show Sasori around?"

I sighed. Hidan was suppose to be coming over, and I wanted the freak-show to be gone before he arrived.

"Whatever, un..." I drawled, glancing at Sasori. He smiled in return.

"That's my Grandson!" Grandma piped up, patting me on the back and sitting down. "Now. Who's going to make me some tea?" She said.

"I'll get it." Mum replied, walking to the kitchen.

I huffed and grabbed hold of Sasori's small hand, pulling him out of the room to show him around. It would have to be quick.

"I am really grateful for this, Deidara." Sasori said, bowing slightly. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah..." Was my reply.

The sooner I get this over with, the better.

TA-DA!

Aha, not so much...

Next chapter will be really short, and will probably be updated mega-soon. It's just to point out that Deidara's parents will be adopting Sasori. The chapter after that will be a three week time skip, when Sasori will be living with Deidara.

His OOC-ness is still really pissing me off. No fear though, I'd say he'll start being more like "Sasori" at around...Chapter 5?

I also kind of stole Ciel's outfit design. In the film, Esther dresses very old-fashioned and formal, and I don't think Sasori will be wearing dresses any time soon...So I thought: "To hell with it, He seems like a good Ciel cosplayer anyway."

Anyway, till then!

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