Time for an update! Deidara's being a bit of an asshole...But I assure you, as soon as he find out that Sasori wants to destroy everything he loves then all will be great, and Deidara will be Deidara^^

I warn you, this chapter is going to be extremely fucked up.

I mean it, If you don't like fucked up fanfictions, then DO NOT read this.

It's more fucked up than SasoriXChiyo.

It's about as fucked up as SasoriXChiyoXThat ramen guy.

Not gonna lie.

That rhymes.

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Deidara's POV (Because it's delicious.)

"Fucking great shot, Dei!" Hidan congratulated, as he shot at another tin can.

"Because I'm fucking great, un." I stated, shooting at some Barbie doll I used to play with.

Well, I'd never admit that I used to play with it.

Paintball guns were the best, especially when you wanted to let stress out.

Suddenly, whilst I was just about to shoot another Barbie doll in the face, a large pigeon landed on top of one of the tin cans. Hidan smirked and looked at me, hinting that one of us to shoot it. I quickly shook my head.

"No, un..." I whispered harshly, glaring at my silver-haired friend. "We can't kill it...It's just a poor 'lil birdie..." I cooed, still whispering. Hidan just raised an eyebrow and positioned his paintball gun. I tried pulling it away, but I was nowhere near as strong as Hidan.

"Fucker deserves it..." Hidan smirked, sticking his tongue out and aiming at the helpless pigeon.

Before I could stop him, he pulled the trigger, sending a rapid ball of paint towards the bird, hitting it right in the chest. As it fell limp and onto the ground, I gasped and ran up to the creature, kneeling down and gently stroking it's wing.

"How could you, un?" I bellowed, sending Hidan a mean glare.

The pigeon was still alive, but it defiantly couldn't fly. It looked sad, as if it just wanted to die. I loved birds. My Grandma used to have a budgie, which I adored, but it died when I was young.

"Calm down...It's not dead..." Hidan muttered, kneeling down next to me.

"Yet." A voice interrupted. Such a familiar voice. I turned around to see Sasori, playing with my paintball gun.

"Put that down, un!" I warned, standing up. Sasori just smiled sweetly and put it back onto the ground. I sighed harshly. "Get out of here, un..."

For once in his life, Sasori ignored me, and approached the pigeon, staring over it with no expression on his face. He looked at me.

"Did you kill it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I-It was just a paintball, I swear, un..." I began, looking at Hidan. "I-It was his fault anyway..."

Sasori frowned.

"I didn't think it would hurt him that badly..." Hidan uttered, looking at the pigeon.

Sasori stared at us both for a few seconds, looking like he was in deep thought. He bit his lip slightly, and turned around. He seemed to be looking for something.

After a few minutes, he picked up a large rock, covered in moss. He then held it out to me.

"Put it out of it's misery." He stated. I stared at him in shock.

This wasn't Sasori. Even if he wasn't all so "Innocent", this couldn't possibly be Sasori. No-one could be that sweet, Yet that evil at the same time.

"It's in pain." Sasori stated again, still holding out the large rock. I couldn't believe what he was saying. "It's your responsibility." He said again, still no emotion in his face. I looked towards Hidan.

"I-It's his actually...Un..." I admitted, pointing my gloved finger towards the silver-haired teen. Hidan's mouth opened slightly in protest. As he was about to say something, Sasori spoke again.

"It's your gun, It's your responsibility." He said again, Thrusting the large rock towards me.

"I-It was just an accident, un..." I sniffed, almost about to cry. I wasn't a wimp, I just loved birds. Sasori looked at me seriously.

"If you walk away now, It will starve to death." He pointed out. "Is that what you want?". I shook my head, looking down at the pigeon.

I couldn't do it. I just couldn't.

I stared at the rock in disgust, then looked at the small red-head holding it. "I'm not doing it..." I confessed, a single tear sliding down my cold cheek. Sasori glared at me, baring his teeth for a split second. I could almost see a hint of anger in his eyes.

All of a sudden, he gripped the rock, and swung the rock down onto the pigeon, still holding it. The pigeon was completely crushed. Oozes of blood splattered across the ground, and small speckles splashed onto Sasori's porcelain-like face, making him look even more psychotic.

My eyes went wide, I couldn't even feel my legs.

As Sasori dropped the rock, the atmosphere changed completely.

The red-head looked up at me and Hidan, smiling sweetly as he wiped the blood off his face, spreading it a bit more.

"Well, wasn't that fun?" He cooed, as if none of it had ever happened.

"W-What's wrong with you, un?" I bellowed, grabbing him by his stupid waistcoat. Sasori smiled even more.

"What did I do wrong, Deidara?" He asked innocently, fluttering his long eyelashes. I glared at him, letting go of his waistcoat and stepping back.

Sasori smiled even more. "I'll see you later!" He giggled, running off back to the house. I sniffled slightly.

"D-Did that seriously just happen?" Hidan questioned, watching Sasori run off. All I could do was nod bitterly. "No offense, Dei..." Hidan started again, looking me in the eye. Suddenly, he grinned. "But that was pretty fucking awesome!" He cried.

"It was not, un!" I shouted, Slapping him across the head. Hidan chuckled even more.

"I think I actually kinda like this new brother of yours..." He smiled, picking up a paintball gun. "C'mon...Let's go back..." He stated. I sighed lightly and nodded, picking up the other paintball gun as we made out way back to the house.

That's all for today!

It wasn't as fucked up as I expected it to be...I'm still planning though, and I will tell you know that this fic will get very weird.

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