Art is...Chapter 2Deidara shuddered and rested his hands over where Sasori had touched him. Under the skin of his shoulders, it felt almost as if bugs were crawling around inside of him. Another shudder, and he wrapped his cloak tighter around his body. This was ridiculous. The redhead had shattered his composure without even trying.Now he was definitely going to be regarded as a strong S-ranked criminal.The blond began to chew on his lip. It was a habit he had developed as a child, but never got rid of. Sasori walked behind him, and judging from the lack of insults, he didn't notice anything was wrong. Good."We're just outside of Suna. If we're quiet enough, we can slip by the guards without any trouble," the puppeteer said calmly, adjusting his straw hat so it would hide his face. "Just make sure they don't see me, and I'm sure you'll be fine."Hm? What's the big deal, un?" Deidara asked, casually glancing behind him just in time to see Sasori shoot him a look of complete disbelief. "What, un?" he
Art is... Chapter 1You're supposed to nurture him with love and patience.Sasori groaned and slammed his hands down on his desk. Konan's words were so much easier said than done. You're not supposed to torment him on his first day here, she told him. It would be awful of you to do that. No one ever did that to you, she reminded him.While that was true, the redhead was more than capable of getting used to the organization on his own. Love and compassion wasn't what most people looked for upon entering a group of merciless killers.These two things were even harder to put into action when Deidara spent all of his time bickering with the puppeteer. How was he supposed to get any work done with the brat nagging at him? Surely a quick "Shut the hell up, brat" wouldn't do any harm. Besides, half of the time it didn't work anyway.The door to Sasori's room opened, and he silently cursed to himself. He was almost done with his work, now was not the time for the blond to come in and start bothering
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Art is... PrologueAfter a prompt defeat thanks to Itachi's sharingan, Deidara was wise enough not to protest as the elder Akatsuki members led him into the base. His face burned thanks to the humiliation of losing so easily to a fool who had no appreciation for the arts. There must have been some reason that he hadn't won besides sheer skill. The Uchiha had to have cheated somehow.There was no way true art could be defeated by a kekkai genkai.As he was led through the base, Deidara tried to think of as many possibilities as he could. However, by the time he reached his new room, he could only come up with the Uchiha cheating. Not exactly a valid argument.Unless, of course, he was trying to get himself mocked the first day here."This is going to be your new room," the leader said calmly. Without waiting for Deidara's response, he threw the door open to reveal a short redhead that looked no older than twenty. When the two stepped in, he didn't even bother to look up from his desk. "This is Sasori. He'