(REWITE OF CHAPTER ONE)

Deidara sighed, watching boredly as the fan above swung unendlessly in a circle. Many would think he would be thinking about when his next mission would be or who to be the next viewer of his 'art', but he thought nothing of the sort.

He was thinking of her, his only living relative.

His sister.

One long year it had been since he last saw her. Her fearful eyes forever haunted his dreams. Was she okay? Did something happen to her? Was she alive even now?

The more he began to think of her, the more worried he became. He would've already had gone back for her if it weren't for the Akatsuki's involvement. He had left shortly after becoming a rogue to collect enough Ryo for them to buy a house in the middle of know-where. Then he wouldn't have to face the constant fear of Iwa Anbu coming after him and live forever with his beloved little sister.

Everything had been coming into place.

He had just collected enough from his missions and was returning back when the Akatsuki appeared. He was well aware of who they were and had little to no interest in joining a gang of S-ranks. All he wanted to do was get back to his sister.

But they had different plans for him.

Either defeat Itachi or be killed. Those were his choices. Running away certainly wasn't an option and neither was being murdered, so he went with defeating the Uchiha.

He lost of course, explaining why he was in the Akatsuki base, in his room, with Sasori downstairs doing something he didn't really care about.

It had been one year since then.

He sighed once more.

'Kami must really have it out for me.' He had debated a thousand times if he should ask to recuit her into the Akatsuki or not. He didn't doubt one minute she could last here with everyone, it was just...being here made it so hard.

She didn't deserve to be marked as a criminal for following after her brother. Even if no one knew she existed, they would soon if she were to join.

Should he ask for her enrollment? He didn't know if she took on ninja-training from his old scrolls and textbooks from school (He didn't bother to return them so it wouldn't really surprise him). If so, would Leader-sama still accept her?

But then the chance of them finding out everything he's hidden for so long could come out...The blonde rolled over onto his stomach, his feet hanging over the end of the bed. He was torn between want and need.

He wanted so desperately to see her again, to hold her like they use too...but he knew his sister needed a more stable environment.

Debating these, he sat up. 'Screw it.' Swinging his legs out of the bed, he arose and headed towards the door.

As he stalked down the halls, he failed to come up with a valid arguement as to why his sister should join...

He realized this the moment he knocked upon the door and a brisk "Enter." followed. Taking in a shaky breath, Deidara stepped in.

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