Art that lasts forever.

The sun began to peek over the horizon, as the day was beginning. The dark blue sky began to turn the softest pink as day met night. Warm rays of light touched everything, turning it gold. Everything except all that lingered in the dark caverns where the Akatsuki dwelled. It had rained for 3 days straight and most of the Akatsuki were actually glad to go out on missions they were assigned to do. It was the perfect, warm, clear day to go out on a mission. They had been waiting for this perfect day.. Everyone except one Akatsuki. He had been dreading this day for months. It was this day that he'd meet his new and permanent partner. He was surprised to find out the little wretch had survived one of the Leader's perilless tasks. After Orochimaru left, his old partner, he had sworn he wouldnt except any other partner he was to receive becuse they were too much of a nuisance.

He sighed and laid down the sharp peices of steel he had been cleaning. He was going to have a very long, very tireing day..
He heard a light knock at his apartment door and he heard the door open. He felt a very cold, very calm chakra signiture ooz into the room.

"What is it, Itachi.." The man asked, annoience in his voice.

"Leader wishes to see you, Sasori." Then he left, shutting the door. Sasori sighed,wishing he could die. Or better yet, wished his new 'partner' got trapped in a rockslide on the way to the Akatsuki base and was trapped, their body crushed, paralyzed in utter agony. He stood and walked to the door. He slowly stepped out and into the dark. He walked towards the Leader's quarters, dreading each step. He wondered what would happen if he.. 'accidently' killed his partner point blank infront of the Leader. Leader would problably rip his heart right out and give it to Zetsu. He sighed as he reached the Leader's door. He brought his hand up, ready to knock but there was already a reply.

"Enter, Sasori.." He blinked and slowly opened the door. He stepped in and peered into the dark room before him. Slowly, light filled the room as candles were lit instantly. Then he saw the leader, sitting before himself, he couldnt see his face because the candles were still too dim.

"Leader-sama.." Sasori bowed respectfully to the mysterious man.

"Sasori. Let me introduce you to the newest member of the Akatsuki, and your new partner." Then Sasori caught sight of blonde hair in the corner of his eye. He turned his head to see a girl with golden blonde hair, most of which was tied into a tight red ponytail. The rest of her hair draped past her shoulders, as some covered her entire left eye. She was slim and slender, with bluish-green optics.She had a sly grin on her face that Sasori just did not like. To Sasori, he couldnt understand how this puny female could possibly have made it into the Akatsuki. Sasori turned back to his leader, raising an eyebrow.

"Leader-sama..With all do respect.. Do you honestly expect me to work with such a scrawny female..?"

"Eh-hem.." The voice was masculine, but it was surly not from his Leader. He turned back to the girl, who's temple vein was throbbing. She still had a light smirk on her face, but Sasori could tell she was a bit pissed off. It was about this time that Sasori realized this girl was outragously flat chested, and with that masculine voice...

"My name is Deidara, " The blonde said. "And I am, in fact a male ,Un.."

Sasori blinked, feeling a slight bit embarrassed that he couldnt even tell this man's charkra signiture from a female's.

"Sasori. Deidara is a specialist in bombs and clay. He was an assassin for his own village... Show him around and help get him settled. That will be all.." Sasori sighed and nodded and led the way out of the dim lighted room and into the caverns outside. The blonde followed.

"Soo.. Sasori, Un.." Sasori didnt answer him as he continued to walk through the caves, leading the other man away from the traps set for the unfortunate souls that end up wandering into the caverns.Even though he wasnt answering the blonde, and ignoring him the best he could, the blonde continued to talk away to him.. Telling him about his past adventures, about things he'd done, things that Sasori found stupid to talk about. But then he gradually began to listen to him as he began talkng about art. But when the blonde started ranting about what art was, on and on...He was seriously picking at the man's last nerve.

"So, anyway. What should I call you eh, Sasori, Un? Sasori-sempai? Sasori-sama? Hmn..I know! Sasori no danna! Perfect, Un!"

Sasori had had it! He spun around and grabbed the blonde by the neck and throwing him into the nearest wall, threatening to break the man's neck. "Shut up. Not one more word from you.." Sasori's eye's burned with anger and irritance. The blonde chuckled slightly, keeping down the urge to cough violently.

"I just noticed, Sasori no danna..You're awfully short for a man..Un.." That was true. He was at least 10 inches shorter than the blonde. He had kept his youth by many operations on himself, turning him into a immortal being of wood and weapons. A puppet. The puppet glared harshly at the blonde.

"I despise people like you.." Sasori said blankly, grasping the man's neck tighter, causing him to cough some.

"Heh...I doubt you've met anybody..Quite like me, Un.." He smirked down at the puppet and raised one arm and waved, a small, pink tongue dipping out and waggling some, before it darted back into the mouth it came from, the mouth grinning down at him. Sasori's eyes widened some and dropped the man.

"What the hell..?" He watched as the man slumped to the ground and grinned at the horrorfied puppet.

Deidara chukled. "A bit surprised, Un?" He looked down at his hands, bringing them close together. "You see, in these palms, these tiny mouths snap open..Giving birth to an explosion of art.." The two mouths opened, their tongues sticking out and touching each other, tongue tip, to tongue tip. Then they locked, swirling over one another.

Sasori watched, fully disgusted at the sight of the tongues intertwined with one another. He switched his gaze on the blonde who was grinning down at the hands. He pulled the hands apart and the tongues dissapeared back into the mouths.

"..That's fucking disgusting.." Sasori said. He'd feel queezy, that is, if he had a stomach.

Deidara looked up at Sasori. "Is it, Un..?" The blonde stood and wiped saliva from his hands on his nin-pants. He began to walk away and paused, looking back to the puppet who was still staring at him strangly.

"You coming, Un?

Sasori glared at the blonde and walked slowly after him.

Sasori sighed heavily as he reached his apartment. He swung open the door and slammed it. He had just barely gotten rid of that blonde headed idiot.He couldnt beleive what a partner he had received. He was direspectful, arrogant, selfish, and..Over all disgusting! Sasori could not stand him. He wished to kill him so badly. He wouldnt add him to his puppet collection, though. The man was certainly not worthy of being in it. He looked over to his puppeteer table and walked over. He sat down and picked some kunai and began sharpening them. He was working on the final touches of his newest puppet. One with short silver hair and many, many weapons. 6 Rocket launchers, 6 kantana blades, four Kunai and shuriken launchers, 8 senbon throwers, 250 gas bombs, and one self destructing bomb, just in case. He had planned that when he was finished to switch bodies with it. But only if it could sustain chakra well.

Right as he was finishing up the kunai there was a vigorous array of knocks at the door. Kisame open up the door.

"Sasori. Leader wants you to show Deidara where the food court is."

Sasori's blood was beggining to boil in his imaginary veins.

"Why the hell cant you do it?"

"You really expect me to show around that yellow haired creep? No way. Plus he's your subordinate." He shut the door. Sasori lot out a growl low in his throat.He stood and walked to his door. He busted it down and walked down the hallway towards Deidara's apartment. He knocked harshly on the door, but he didnt wait for an answer. He slammed open the door. He stopped to see a sight he definatly did not want to see. Deidara on his bed, panting and sweating, face flushed, his legs painted with a suspicious white substance, completly nude infront of his puppet partner. Deidara certainly didnt look shocked much. He smirked at the puppet who seemed utterly frozen there.

"What's wrong, Un..? Like what you see..?" The blonde panted.Sasori sneered.

"What in Kami's name is your fucking problem?!"

Deidara chuckled and brought a hand to his legs, the tongue licking up some of the white substance. Sasori growled, loosing every bit of patience he had left for the blonde.

"Look! Get up! I have to take you to the food court!' The puppetteer stormed out of the room, slamming the door as he did so. He waited outside for his partner to get dressed.5 minutes later, Deidara came out, dressed in his Akatsuki jacket. He grinned at Sasori.

"Ready to go, Un?" Sasori glared at him. This man had no shame! How could he have faced Sasori after what he'd just witnessed?

Sasori led the way towards the food court. When they reached the it, Deidara sat down beside Itachi and Kisame.

"Hello, Un." Itachi blinked dully at Deidara.

"..Hello again, Deidara."

"Hn..You look duller than you did when you and I first met, Itachi." Deidara grinned and got a glare back.Deidara chuckled and reached over and grabbed a rice ball. Sasori was sitting across from him, doing his best to ignore the blonde nuisance. After awhile, almost all the food was gone and most of the Akatsuki had already left to go back to thier apartments. All that were left were Itachi, Deidara, Kakuzu, and of course, Sasori. Kakuzu and Deidara were having a stupid conversation about funds in the Akatsuki.

"No, no ,no. You dont understand. We need funds for--"

"Yes, I know,Un..To promote the Akatsuki and fund the new way of living, yada, yada, yada..Un." Kakuzu glared at the new Akatsuki, getting up and leaving.

"Heh, anyway, Danna, will you be eating that last rice ball..?" Sasori slowly looked up at him. Deidara had that stupid smirk plastered on his face. "Ah..That's right. 'Toys' dont eat, Un." Deidara reached over to grab the rice ball. Sasori picked up the nearest chopstick and stabbed it through Deidara's hand, right before it reached the rice ball, blood spilling everywhere and seeping into the rice ball.Deidara frowned. Although Sasori had moved his hand back from the chopstick, the blonde's hand was pinned under it. Deidara chuckled.

"That hurt." He pulled out the chopstick and lifted his hand, peering at his partner through the clean hole through his hand. "..Unn..That will leave a mark." He looked down at the bloodsoaked riceball. He picked it up and pushed the whole thing into his mouth. Sasori was disgusted, and in the corner of his eye he could actually see Itachi grimacing at the blonde.

"Revolting.." Sasori heard Itachi mutter as he stood up and walked away. The puppet looked over to the blonde who was licking up bloody rice grains on his face.Deidara stood and wiped his face and the blood on his hand, the mouth of which dribbling blood everywhere.

"So, Sasori no danna. Come to my room, Un?" Sasori stared at him as if the man just asked him to be his best friend.

"Are you fucking stupid?! There's no way!"

"Please? I asked nicely, Un."

"..Nevermind. You are fucking stupid.." Sasori turned his back on the blonde and began walking off towards his living quarters.

"Fine, I'll just come to your room, Un." Sasori stopped in his tracks as he heard footsteps behind him. He whipped around to see the blonde smileing at him.

"..I'm going to kill you..A slow, slow, painfull death..I will skin you and use your inards for puppet pieces if you say one more fucking word.."

Deidara giggled. Giggled ! "Okay, Danna." Sasori sighed heavily and turned his back. Deidara glomped Sasori from behind and brought his arms down infront of Sasori, interlacing their fingers together.

"Y'know, you're so funny, Sasori no danna, Un." Sasori was trembling with anger. He clenched Deidara's hand tightly, hearing a sickening pop, as well as jabbing his puppet thumb into the hole he had made in the blonde's hand,making it much bigger. He heard the blonde yelp as he did both to the artist. The blonde immediatly got off the smaller man. Deidara frowned down at his hand that was biggining to bleed again, but much more profusely. He flexed his fingers and winced at the harsh pain. No fingers broken. Just a few popped out of their sockets.

"That wasnt very nice, Danna." Deidara said, popping his fingers back into place, each time the fingers making a creaking noise.

"I dont give a fuck!" Sasori said, walking quickly off into the direction of his apartment. Deidara grinned again and watched the puppet master walk away, leaving him alone.


When Sasori reached his apartment, he locked it and sighed. He felt like ripping his own hair out. But he knew that the red locks would not grow back.The blonde was completly insane! And Sasori wouldnt stand for him. He had never had a partner so disrescpectful and disgusting. Not even Orochimaru was as bad as him.He sat at his puppetteer table and ran his hand through his hair. He had barely survived one day with him. How would he survive as his permanent partner?!


"What're you thinking so hard about, Danna?"

Sasori's eyes widened and he whipped his head around to see the blonde standing right beside him, that smirk on his face. Sasori glared at the man. How could he just invade his personal space like that?! This was the final straw! In the back of Sasori's mind he wondered how the blonde came in without the puppet sensing him. Sasori stood and launched his fist at the blonde. It made contact to his face and making his head crack violently to the side. He heard the man let out a "Unph!" as he did so. Deidara slowly brought his head around, his bottom lip torn by contact and blood was running down the blonde's chin. Deidara's smiled.

"Oh, Danna. You're so pretty when your mad..Un.."

Sasori froze and he stared at the blonde utterly speachless. What was the blonde thinking? What was he even saying?! The puppet opened his mouth, but his words were muffled as lips met his, the blonde's bloody lips staining his. He couldnt feel anything but he'd known exactly what Deidara was doing.He brought his hand back and launched another blow at the blonde, this time at his stomach. It knocked the air out of the blonde, but the blonde wasnt going to give up yet. He was slowly breaking the puppet down, and he knew it. Deidara grabbed the puppet by the wrists and tried to dominate him into submission, but Deidara wasnt the only one who wasnt thinking of giving up. Sasori pushed back on the blonde, causing him to crash into the table Sasori was working on. The blonde looked scrawny and frail but he was very strong. Sasori was fighting hard, but as he looked to Deidara who was grinning at him with domination brewing in his eyes he began to realize he wasnt trying that hard to get the blonde off. For minutes that seemed like hours, Sasori was finally wrestled down onto his bed, which he didnt usually use but to rest himself after a mission. He was pinned under the blonde who was panting heavily over him. Sasori just layed there. He could have easily pushed the blonde off now, but he only glared up at Deidara.


"....What do you want from me..?" Sasori voice was stern and emotionless, the strict, cold tone not once leaving his words, though he felt like exploding. Deidara smiled some.

"Why..I want you, Danna.." Sasori stared at the blonde.

"Me..?"

"Yes, Un. And that's all I want. If you let me have only that, I'll leave you alone..Un.." Sasori could almost not beleive it but he decided if it were the only way..

"Fine..." Sasori looked away from Deidara's grinning eyes.The blonde sat up and let go of the puppet's arms.

"Good, Un..Now.." He removed his Akatsuki jacket and threw it aside, revealing his clothing underneath.

"Make me hard and suck me off, Un." Sasori whipped his eyes back on the blonde and was silent for a long time.

"...Are you fucking serious?" Deidara nodded. He looked dead serious. Sasori wanted to get this blonde nuisance off his back, but this was something he could not do.

"Oh, hello no!" Sasori tried to squirm from under the taller man but he wasnt tring hard enough to succeed in doing so. Deidara frwoned.

"Fine then..Un. I guess I'll always bug you. Hug you. Kiss you. Make fun of you, embarrass you and anything else I can think of..Un." Sasori winced at the thought. He growled and ripped the pants right off the blonde. He was then faced with Deidara semi-hard shaft. Deidara shivered atop him at the sudden cold that surrounded his lower regions. Sasori didnt exactly know what to do since he didnt have the chance at childhood to experience such a thing. So he'd just do his best. He took the blonde's length in hand, trying not to grasp it too hard. He slowly stroked the man's member, causing him to exhale a breathy moan. Deidara was becoming hard fast as Sasori stroked him faster and faster. Deidara bit his torn bottom lip, rolling his hips into the puppet's hand. sasori kept his eyes on the blonde, watching his every move, every breath. It was disgusting for Sasori to see, but he had no choice but to continue on. He hated this blonde for making him do this, but at the same time, he respected him in a way. No one had stood up against him, and no one would have ever caused him to do this deed. Deidara panted, feeling himself nearing his point.


"S-stop..Stop, Un.." Sasori obeyed. "Now..Suck me, un.."

Sasori paused. He didnt know if his pride will allow him to do it..

"I said now...!" Deidara grabbed the puppet by the hair and brought his head close to his swollen length, his lips pressing up against it. Okay. this was taking it too far for Sasori. He tried to pull back from the man's grip, but he wasnt trying hard enough.

"Do it, Danna.." Sasori sighed and slowly opened his mouth, positioning his mouth over the swollen organ. He heard Deidara gasp and thrust himself further into the puppet's mouth. It was lacking in wetness and didnt feel like a regular mouth, but he loved this mouth.Sasori took a experimental suck. The blonde moaned, biting his bottom lip harshly, causing it to bleed again. Deidara roughly grabbed the puppet's hair and forced him closer. Sasori sucked more roughly on the blonde, taking more of him into his mouth. He felt nothing, but it was amusing to see the blonde like this. The puppet pulled back from the blonde and sucked him to the base of his length. Deidara cried out, brething heavily.

"M-more...!" Sasori obeyed.His head was now bobbing onto the organ, the blonde's hand pushing him down in rythum. Then he came, hard, his seed filling the puppet's mouth and spilling out the side out his mouth with no where else to go. he screamed out in pleasure as his body shook with each final shock wave. Deidara collapsed ontop of the puppter, panting uncontrolably. He was in love with the puppet's wonderful mouth. He slid his body down to look at the red head with a smirk. He received a scowl back from the puppet.

"Don't you EVER you that again!" Sasori said, spitting out the rest of the cum that resided in his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Danna. But that's what happens..Un." The blonde snuggled into the puppet's chest.

"Sasori no danna..Un?" Sasori blinked, wiping come from his chin.

"What..?"

"..You're so warm..Un.." Sasori raised an eyebrow at the man's statment. "..Impossible." Sasori replied.Deidara shook his head.

"No..It's true...So warm, Un.." Sasori sighed and closed his eyes. This day had been so tireing. But....He was...Glad it happened... He was confused. Why would Deidara want him ?

...No feeling..

No soul..

What am I..?



A puppet.



THE END