Ah, Update time! My updates are getting less frequent, and I'm sorry about that.

So! What's happened recently...*Checks*

...Ok; Sasori's a psychopath...We already know that though. I'm just going to make it clear, that Hidan will be okay. He'll be back to his usual Hidan-self soon.

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So, thank you all.

Anyway, I'll stop ranting now.

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Deidara's POV

I decided that ignoring Sasori would only makes things worse. It was 3 days since the accident, and Hidan still wasn't stable enough to allow visitors. This was strange for me. Hidan was always the one who would stab himself in the hand and not bat an eyelash. I just couldn't believe that Hidan, out of all people, was currently in intensive care.

We were leaving to camp tomorrow morning. The snow outside had finally cleared up, and the sun was already starting to appear.

I had heard nothing on Jiraiya's death. Well, the nice lady at the orphanage, Shizune, did call my parents, and inform them that Jiraiya would no longer be working for the orphanage, but that was it. I suspect that they looked for him, and gave up. I mean, only him and his car were gone, they'd probably thought that he had just given up and driven away one day.

The fact that I knew the truth made me sick, though. Jiraiya's body had probably been devoured by the dogs at the farm down the road. As for his car...

Realization had struck me.

Jiraiya's car was no longer there.

Hidan had been hit by a car.

That's where Sasori had gotten the car.

I glared at the red-head, who was currently sitting in the living-room, watching some stupid show about whales.

He had probably left the car somewhere far away.

I had no idea how he managed to drive. It couldn't be that hard though. I had driven my dad's car before. I mean, yeah, sure I got caught and grounded for a year because I crashed it into a tree, but we all make mistakes.

By this time, Sasori had noticed me pondering in the hallway.
"Deidara!" The red-head chirped, grabbing my attention.
"What, un?" I replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Come watch the whale show with me!" He cooed, gesturing towards the television. I sighed, plopping myself down onto the opposite couch, as far away from the red-head as possible.

Sasori grinned, hugging a pillow.
"Change the channel, un." I stated, looking at the remote. "This show is stupid."
"O-Oh..." The red-head let out, reaching for the remote. "What would you like to watch instead...?"
"Anything but this." I answered, leaning over, grabbing the remote from the boy.

I flipped through the channels, raising an eyebrow when I noticed nothing was on.
"Does this mean we can watch the whale show?" Sasori piped up, staring directly at me. I narrowed my eyes.
"No."

Sasori pouted, returning his gaze back towards the television.
I decided the best thing to do was just turn off the tv. I would rather watch nothing, instead of whales swimming around and mating. It bought bad images back into my mind, like panda porn.
"Are you excited about camping?" The red-head asked, shifting over to sit next to me.
I stared blankly at him. "Not really."
"Why not? I think It's gonna be fun!" Sasori smiled.
"It's not, un. Unless you think It's fun to freeze, urinate in a bush, step in cow shit, and eat food from a tin all the time." I replied.

Sasori's smile faltered slightly, and he pondered for a few seconds. Shortly after, he returned his gaze back towards me, a sweet smile plastered onto his face.
"But you'll be there, so it won't be that bad..." He stated, holding my hand. It felt weird, and despite everything Sasori had done, I didn't want to pull away.

Sasori smiled even more at this, leaning himself against me.
"We're going to have so much fun..." He sighed, nuzzling my arm. I grumbled in reply, blushing slightly at the red-head's touch.

Suddenly, a big white, fluff ball padded into the room.
"Fluffy, un!" I exclaimed, pulling away from the red-head, picking up my fluffy cat. Sasori raised an eyebrow, staring at Fluffy.
"Is that your cat...?" He asked, leaning forward slightly.
"Yep, this is Fluffy." I stated, smiling as I stroked the cat's white coat.
"...She's pretty." The red-head announced, stroking Fluffy's head lightly.

Now. Usually Fluffy would accept any type of praise. She also loved being petted. It seems she just wasn't so fond when Sasori was the one doing so. Fluffy screeched, clawing at the red-head's arms. Sasori let out a cry of pain, backing away from the cat.
"Fluffy, un!" I scolded, pushing her off my lap. Fluffy hissed, and bolted out of the room. I turned towards Sasori, who was curled up on the sofa, shaking slightly.

I gave the red-head a pitiful frown, patting him on the back lightly.
"Sorry about that, un..." I began. "Fluffy isn't usually like that...".
"Mean kitty..." Sasori muttered, clutching the large scratch-mark on his hand.

I sighed lightly, giving the red-head a soft hug. Sasori gasped slightly at this, and immediately nuzzled my neck.
"You smell lovely..." The boy muttered, breathing in.
"You sound like a creeper, un..." I smirked, chuckling slightly.

The Morning, Deidara's POV

I had just finished watching dad pack the last of our things into the car. He was looking very proud of himself. That man had a strange talent when it came to stacking things. Honestly, he was like the Tetris king.
"Hey Dei, you looking forward to camping?" Dad smiled, turning towards me. I leaned back on the fence, which I was currently positioned on top of.
"Not exactly, un." I smirked, putting my hands in my pockets. Dad's smile didn't falter, as he knew this would be the answer.
"Ah, well maybe it will be different this time." He smiled, locking the boot of the car. It was then, that mum and Sasori walked out. Well, Sasori was skipping.
"I can't wait!" The red-head exclaimed, running over to the car. Dad chuckled.
"Well at least someone's looking forward to it..." He drawled, opening the door. "Come on Deidara, we're leaving now."

I sighed, approaching the car, getting into the back. Sasori followed me, and my parents got into the front.
"Here we go!" Mum giggled, smiling back at us. Sasori smiled, still looking excited and jittery. I raised an eyebrow, letting out a soft groan. This ride was going to be utter hell.

After a few minutes, I found myself leaning my head against the window, trying to block out the annoying sounds of my mother's voice. The views of my street weren't all that exciting. Tree, tree, tree.

Yeah, that's what It's like living on the outskirts of town. Nothing but trees, and the occasional road-kill.
It was just as I brought the though of road-kill into my head, when I saw something in a tree. A white, shaggy piece of fur. I raised an eyebrow, squinting slightly as we got closer and closer to the piece of fur.
We passed it within a few seconds, and my heart stopped. That wasn't a piece of fur; It was Fluffy, my cat. Hanging lifelessly from a tree.

"S-Stop!" I cried, turning back. Mum raised an eyebrow, and stopped talking, glancing towards me. "F-Fluffy, un!"
"Deidara, I put Fluffy out last night. She's got plenty of food and water, and of course shelter in the tree-house..." Mum replied, smiling.
"N-No! Fluffy was back there, hanging from a tree!" I cried louder, tears running down my cheeks.
"Deidara, don't be silly...I saw Fluffy before we left." Dad stated, not even slowing down.

I turned towards Sasori, who was smiling at me affectionately.

"You..." I grumbled, glaring at the red-head.

In seconds, I had pounced on the boy, and was in the middle of tearing his hair out.

Later, Deidara's POV

By the time we had arrived at the campsite, my parents had already gotten me off Sasori.

Maybe it wasn't Fluffy?

Hopefully.

Something in the back of my mind kept on telling me that it was Fluffy. That Sasori had killed her. Why? Because he was jealous. It wouldn't surprise me. Nothing surprised me anymore.
"Deidara, are you going to help me set up the tents?" Dad asked, picking up a bag. I glared, shaking my head.
"Come on, Dei...It won't be as bad as last year...We've got two smaller tents this time..." Mum smiled, also picking up a bag.

Ok, So it would be as bad as last ye-

Wait, what?

Two smaller tents?

"For all four of us, un?" I asked, leaning forward slightly.
"We figured you and Sasori could fit in a tent with plenty of space left." Dad stated, smiling.
"I'm not sharing a tent with him." I snapped back, glaring slightly.
"Then sleep out here." Dad shot back, laying out the base of a tent.

Just as I was about to think of a smart-ass reply, Sasori arrived.

"The scenery is beautiful!" The red-head exclaimed, smiling dreamily.
"I'm glad you like it, un. Because you're sleeping out here tonight." I whispered to the boy, smirking. Sasori's eyes widened slightly, and he stared at me in disbelief.

Serves the little bastard right.

Later, after my parents had set up the tents, I was sitting on a fence, trying my best to ignore the countryside.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Mum smiled, noticing me. Currently, her and dad were doing their best to get the camping oven to start, whilst Sasori watched in fascination.
"Not at all." I replied, closing my eyes.
"Come on Deidara, breathe in the fresh country air!" Mum smiled more, trying again.
"It's just normal air with cow shit, un." I bit back.

Ok, that was a good one.

Just then, a middle-aged couple approached us. I will not go into detail, but they looked snobby. The type of people who would arrange "play-dates", or run book clubs. Or just the type of people who would look down on a poorly-dressed person and snort, not even bothering to question his or her lifestyle.

"Oh, hello." The woman greeted, as if she and her male friend had "stumbled" upon us.
"Hello!" Mum greeted cheerfully, waving.
"Is this your campsite then...?" The male asked, turning his nose up to our small (and rather pathetic) camp.
"I suppose it is..." Dad chuckled, finally getting the small oven to light.
"We're in the caravan over there." The man replied, pointing to a large, stretched caravan, parked right next to a white Mercedes. This was the type of caravan you'd see on shows about celebrities. It was more like a tour bus, rather then a caravan.
Dad whistled. "Wow..." He smiled.
"You can come and have a look later, if you like." The woman offered, smirking snobbishly.
"That would be lovely, thank you!" Mum smiled, tilting her head.

With that, the couple left, hand in hand.

I let out a snort as they waltzed away, and dad raised an eyebrow at me.
"What?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.
"We're in the caravan over there~!" I mimicked, chuckling lightly, earning a slight smile from Sasori.
"Deidara, they were just being friendly." Mum glanced at me. I sighed.
"That's crap and you know it, un. They were laughing at us ever since we arrived." I stated, glaring at the couple, who were now half-way across the field. "Snobbish bastards..." I muttered.
"Don't be so mean..." Mum grumbled, un-opening a tin of soup.

Sasori then stood up, smiling at me.

"Do you want to go for a walk, Deidara?" He asked, running up to the fence.
"No." I quickly replied, avoiding the gaze of the red-head.
"Deidara, don't be mean." Dad glanced at me, then looked at Sasori. "Deidara would love to go for a walk with you. Have fun."

Sasori giggled, grabbing my hand.

"Come on, come on!" He cried, grinning. I sighed, hopping off the fence, being pulled along by the speedy red-head. For someone so short, the kid could run.
We shortly arrived at the couple from before's caravan. It was more impressive up close.
"They've even got an aerial, un..." I muttered, eyeing it.
"And a door!" Sasori smiled, pointing towards the door on the caravan.
"Really, un?" I replied sarcastically, walking up and down the vehicle. "These two must be pretty loaded...".

"May I ask what you're doing?"

I looked up at the voice, coming from the couple, who had just returned from their stroll.
"W-We were just...Lost..." I mumbled, using whatever word came into my head at that moment.
"Lost?" The woman repeated, quirking an eyebrow. I nodded in reply, scratching the back of my head.
"Then please explain why your little friend is climbing underneath our caravan?" The male asked plainly, looking behind me. My eyes widened and I turned around. There was Sasori, attempting to wiggle underneath the caravan. He was having a hard time, due to the mud underneath it, which he obviously hadn't expected.

I quickly ran over to the red-head, grabbing him by his waist, and quickly pulling him out, earning a whine from the boy.
"H-He forgot to take his meds, un..." I informed the couple, giving them a sweet smile. Sasori followed in union, tilting his head.
"I take it you'd like to look inside?" The woman asked, completely ignoring my previous statement. I sighed, nodding in reply.

Inside the caravan was amazing; Almost like a home. It had a full kitchen, appliances and all. Along with a large, flat screen television, located in the living room at the back. It was safe to say, this couple was loaded.

As me and Sasori walked into the kitchen, I walked along the counters, running my fingers along the smooth, cool marble.
"Please don't touch." The woman snapped. I jumped slightly, turning around, causing my elbow to knock down a large, china plate.

My ears rang as the plate hit the floor, shattering into numerous pieces. The couple winced as they watched their ever-so-precious china hit the floor.

"Onto the living-room..." The male seethed, wanting to get rid of me and Sasori as soon as possible.

The living room was just as impressive as the kitchen. It was huge also. I had a hard time taking in all the fancy appliances, and expensive furniture.

Whilst I was nosing around the living-room, Sasori was off exploring other parts of the caravan.

What also caught my eye, was a white, fluffy cat, positioned on the sofa. This cat was the spitting image of my cat.
"F-Fluffy, un...?" I stuttered, reaching for the cat. The cat immediately sat up, purring at me. I smiled reaching into my pocket, and pulling out a bag of crisps. I then extended my hand to the fluffy cat, offering her a crisp.
"Don't feed Angel that!" The woman cried, pulling the packet away from me.
"She wanted some though..." I muttered lamely, staring longingly at the cat.
"She has a strict diet of salmon and venison. Not some fatty crisps." The woman shot back, glaring at me.

I tried not to glare back, but failed miserably.

"I think it's best if you left." The man stated, gesturing towards the front door. I began walking slowly towards the door, noticing Sasori in front of me. As we reached the kitchen, I spied the red-head extend his slender arm out, swiftly knocking a stack of china plates onto the floor, giving off a bellowing crash. I tried not to laugh; Sasori had done that on purpose.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry!" The red-head exclaimed, turning around, which caused him to "accidentally" knock down a series of champagne glasses.
"J-Just get out!" The woman cried, suddenly going red in the face.

I couldn't help but laugh, and as soon as I noticed this, I pushed Sasori forward, and we both darted out of the caravan.

That was actually...Fun.

"D-Did you see that bitches face, un?" I laughed, walking back to the camp with Sasori. The red-head nodded in reply, giggling.
"Salmon and venison for the cat? That's better than what most people eat..." The boy replied, leaning on my shoulder slightly. I chucked in reply, nodding.

As me and Sasori reached our tents, Mum noticed how happy we both looked, which brought a smile onto her face.
"I take it you two had fun?" She smiled, pouring us each a bowl of soup.
"We saw a pair of cows, un..." I replied, my smile faltering slightly.

Ok, this made me seem like a complete douche, but I didn't want my parents thinking I was all "Buddy-buddy" with Sasori. For all I knew, they could make us wear matching outfits. I wouldn't be seen dead in the clothes that Sasori wears.

Later that night, Normal POV

It was late at night, 12:23, to be exact.

Sasori slipped out silently from the tent which he was currently sharing with Deidara, and slipped his boots on. He needed to act fast.

The red-head approached the silver caravan, positioned about 150 meters away from the little campsite which he was currently staying at. Music could be heard from a few tents, which was actually rather handy. It was always best when a few people were awake.

When the red-head arrived at the caravan, he picked up a small rock, standing about 2 meters away from the white Mercedes, positioned closely to the caravan. With a flick of his thin wrists, the rock darted into the window of the flash car, setting the alarm off.

Within minutes, the male of the couple, Shou, darted out of the caravan, approaching the car.
"Who the hell did this?" The man called out, looking around.

Smiling sadistically, Sasori edged closer towards the entrance of the caravan, quietly slipping in. As he tip-toed into the kitchen, he wrapped his nimble fingers around a large, kitchen knife, and began walking towards the bedroom.
"Honey, Is everything ok?" The voice of Shou's wife, Kayo, came into contact with the red-head's ears.
"Yes, honey..." Sasori purred, slowly opening the door. "Everything's going to be ok~" He giggled, holding up the knife.

Outside, a high-pitched scream could be heard, getting fainter and fainter, until not a sound was heard. No-one had heard this, thanks to the loud music, blasting from other tents and caravans across the field.

In fact, the only being who heard the scream, was Shou, who came running into the bedroom straight away. Too dumb enough to think and bring a weapon.

All the man could see was a short, cloaked figure, standing over his wife's butchered, and very dead body. Shou whimpered in fear, backing away slowly. His legs felt like jelly, and he feared falling over, not being able to run from the murderer.

The cloaked figure turned it's head, revealing itself to be the boy from earlier. The red-head. Sasori.

Shou tried to say something, but all that came out, was another pathetic whimper. The red-head chuckled lightly, slowly edging towards the man in a mocking-manner; Holding up the gleaming knife, now coated in Kayo's blood.

Sasori smiled sweetly, tilting his head. He raised the knife to his lips, running his small, pink tongue along the blade.
"Her blood is dirty." The red-head stated, scrunching up his petite nose.
"Y-You..." Shou managed to let out, his eyes widening as each painful second ticked by.
"Me..." Sasori replied, smiling.

Meanwhile, Deidara's POV

I rolled over, opening my eyes as I noticed the tents sudden expansion. I blinked a few times, slowly opening my eyes, turning on my flashlight.
"S-Sasori, un...?" I whispered, looking for the red-head. My heart sunk; What if the red-head was going to harass me in the night again?

Thankfully, this didn't happen. Well, not really.

I heard an unzipping sound come from the entrance of the small tent, and I gulped, fearing that some sick murderer would enter, and cut me into tiny little pieces.

Thankfully, it was Sasori.

"I-I needed to pee..." The red-head smiled, scratching the back of his head.
"J-Just close the door, un..." I demanded, closing my eyes at the sudden light of the boy's torch.

It was then, when I noticed something fluffy, positioned underneath the red-head's arm.

"What's that...?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Sasori smiled opening his arms. I gasped as the cat from earlier, Fluffy's double, jumped out, purring as she curled up on my stomach. I smiled, petting the cat's soft head.
"How did you get her...?" I questioned, continuing to stroke the cat. Sasori gave me a sick smile, tilting his head. "I-I don't want to know, un..." I muttered, looking down.

The new Fluffy eventually received enough pampering, and moved herself to the bottom of the tent, where she curled up, and quickly fell asleep.

I turned my head towards Sasori, who has his back turned towards me, and was curled up into a tiny ball. This was actually rather strange. Whenever Sasori had the opportunity to share a bed with me, he'd be latched onto me all night.

"Thank you..." I whispered, stroking the red-head's back lightly. Sasori shuddered at my touch, turning his head slightly, enough to be able to look at me.
"Anything for you..." He stated, rolling onto his tummy. Ah, now this was the type of position I'm used to seeing Sasori in.
"I appreciate it..." I replied blankly, blinking a few times. Sasori smiled sweetly, edging closer towards me, our stomachs touching.
"I love you~" He cooed, nuzzling his head into my chest. I blinked a few times again, not really sure how to react.

Sure; Sasori brought me a new Fluffy. He also probably killed the old one. Along with murdering half the people I knew, running over my best friend, making me wet myself, stopping my first kiss, making me look like an idiot, and much more.

"I like you." I replied, biting my lip. Sasori smiled, looking up at me.
"It's better than nothing..." He mumbled, nuzzling my neck, trailing his hand down towards my crotch.
"W-What are you doing, un...?" I mumbled, looking down to the red-head's small hand, which was in the middle of making Its way into my boxers.
"Pleasing you..." The boy mumbled.

Before he could go any further, I sat up, my eyes wide.

"Stop!" I demanded, pulling Sasori's hand out from my underwear.
"But you said you liked me...So I wanted you to like me even more..." The red-head muttered, looking down.

I blushed, also looking down. Except I was looking at the tent in my boxers, rather than the ground. I didn't know how Sasori was raised, but that was not the way to get people to like you. Well, some people. Not me.

I stared at the boy, patting him on the head.
"That's not how you get people to like you, un..." I stated, biting my lip. Sasori shook his head in reply.
"Sorry..." He whimpered, looking down.
"It's fine..." I replied, pulling the smaller boy into a hug.

Sasori mumbled to himself, seemingly happy enough with a hug.

Morning, Deidara's POV

That morning, we left quickly. A series of police cars, and a few ambulances had arrived, most likely from the parties which had occurred last night.

I had managed to convince my parents that I had found Fluffy in the car that night, and that she had probably stowed away in there a few nights before.

Either way, the whole experience had actually been rather...

...Fun.

Ah, so here it is! I cannot write in third person. That is all.

Aha, I hope you enjoyed this little chapter. I was forced to watch a film called "Sightseers" The other night, and that inspired me to include the snobby couple.

Who need to die.

...Oh, yeah.

Anyway, Dei-Dei's going soft~! :3

I'm not really up to ranting any more, I'm so tireeed!

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