Deidara watched Itachi look shocked. Apparently he didn't know who they were, and their track record with scouts. Deidara chuckled to himself as he turned to walk away and follow Keitara out to the car.
"Hey wait!" Itachi grabbed his arm, "Why don't you want to be famous? Playing in front of thousands of people instead of a small club?" Itachi was utterly confused.
"We'd rather die than be famous," Deidara jerked his arm away from the Uchiha.
"We have somewhere to be," Keitara told the man with a glare and took Deidara's hand. Her blonde hair was still a mess from the show. She didn't care what the rich boy thought of them, she just had to make sure they were at the house before the party started. She climbed in the "kidnapper van" as Deidara called it and Sasori drove toward the home Pein had given to them. The gig had been a last minute thing and she was sure Konan had already set up for this huge party that was going on.
Itachi was shocked to say the least. No one had ever refused his offer for a record deal without even considering it. He scowled as he watched them walk away and went to find the shark bartender again. He was serving up drinks when Itachi sat down and the shark grinned.
"Gave you the 'fuck you' I'm guessing," He laughed.
"Yeah. Do you know where they're rushing off to so quickly?" Itachi asked.
"Probably the same place as everyone else, a party in Northside or something," The bartender told him.
"Really?" Itachi left a gracious tip and followed everyone out of the thinning club. He found his car untouched in the same place he'd left it and followed some metal heads who had formed a long line. They arrived at a large home in a wealthy neighborhood. Itachi now realized it was quite close to his own home. He parked his car and pulled the blue Mayday Parade shirt over his head. He pulled his leather jacket back on and let it reveal the dragon tattoo on his side. He walked up the lawn to the home and noticed the door was standing wide open, no one was guarding the door. People were crowded in the house so tightly Itachi was beginning to feel claustrophobic. He made his way toward what he assumed was the living room. He saw Deidara talking to a tall man with orange spiked hair. They were speaking quietly amongst themselves. Deidara nodded his head and turned to look for someone, but spotted Itachi instead and his eyes narrowed. The blonde stalked toward him and grabbed his arm.
"What are you doing here?" Deidara asked harshly.
"It's a party isn't it?" Itachi smirked.
"Not for you it isn't. Now get out," Deidara told him, releasing his arm and pushing the Uchiha away.
"What if I don't?" Itachi asked taking a step toward the blonde.
"You need to leave," Deidara told him, "Or I'll have you thrown out," He motioned for two guys to come over. They crowded around Itachi and people were beginning to stare.
"Fine, I'll leave," Itachi eyed the blonde one more time before turning to leave.
Deidara let out a sigh of relief and shook his head. That damn scout need to be out of this. They weren't going to have a record deal, they weren't going to sign with any label. They were where they wanted to be. Playing shows for little money because they wanted to, not because they had to. They were content. The blonde turned back to Pein with a sigh and rolled his eyes. Pein looked toward a doorway where Deidara's sister was standing. Deidara went to her with a serious look.
"Pein needs to speak to you," Deidara whispered in her ear and she nodded. He watched her walk over to the man with a smile gracing her lips. The orange haired man bent to speak in hear ear, then kissed her neck. Deidara turned, unable to watch this. He always hated the way Pein took advantage of Keitara, but she never mentioned it. She didn't talk about her relationship with Pein and Deidara was happy about it. As much as he wanted to hurt Pein, he knew he couldn't. Pein had taken them in when no one else would and given them a place to call home. Deidara watched Pein pull her toward the stairs where they disappeared. Deidara tried not to think about it too much. He turned back to the party and decided tonight he would get completely fucked up. He walked over and took two shots back to back before a guy offered him a tab of X. He took it graciously and smiled. Deidara took another shot and felt the ecstasy start to take effect.
"Hey where'd Kei go?" A guy asked Deidara. He had dark hair and was fairly tall. His black T-shirt was tight around tick muscled arms and Deidara smiled at him.
"She's with her boyfriend," Deidara told him.
"You her brother?" He asked and Deidara nodded. "Here give her this," It was a bag filled with weed. A hefty bag at that. Deidara knew she was dealing but he never thought much of it until then.
"Okay," Deidara took the bag from him and took it to his room. He hid it in a drawer beneath his socks and returned to the party. Deidara had a feeling in the pit of his stomach. Something wasn't right. It was at that moment he heard a scream, but he knew that scream. It was Keitara. He ran to Pein's door and pounded his fist against the wood. "Keitara!" Deidara yelled. He barely heard his own voice over the booming house music. He doubted she would hear him as well. He heard her scream again. He began to pound harder and Pein stood in front of him as the door opened.
"What do you want?" He glared at the blonde, blocking his view of the inside of the room.
"What are you doing to her?" Deidara asked venom in his voice.
"Go away Deidara. You just need to go back down the stairs and entertain people," Pein told him before shutting the door in his face. Deidara was seeing red. He didn't want to ignore this. He needed to make sure his baby sister was alright. Deidara fought his impulses and walked down the stairs. He wasn't sure where he was or what he was doing until he could smell blood. He looked to see a guy beneath him. His fists were still clenched and the guys face was a mess. He had silver hair and black eyes. A pair of glasses were broken on his face. His lip was busted and his nose was broken. Deidara didn't remember hitting him.
Slowly Deidara rose, his eyes wide as he backed away from bleeding body. He turned and bolted for the door. He couldn't be there. He had to get away. Get some air. He ran into the street, almost getting hit by an oncoming car in the process. The silver sedan honked their horn as he stumbled to get out of the street. He collapsed across the street. Kneeling next to a brick mailbox and throwing up beside it. When all the contents of his stomach had lurched back up his throat he sat on the grass. He hoped that he could control himself better. Hoped he could talk to Kei and see what was going on.