I've made the stupid mistake of making another fic...Which will probably stop at a random cliff hanger, and be left to rot in the bottom of my files. I thought of this one randomly in the car, It may remind you a bit of the film "Orphan", and I have used a lot of the scenes and plot line because it's just so amazing!...Please enjoy and review!

I do not own Naruto Shippuden, Or any of the characters. All rights go to Masashi Kishimoto.

"Deidara, Me and your Father have been thinking about things...and...well..." 15 year-old Deidara Iwa's mother, Hisoka, hesitated.

"We've decided to adopt!" The blonde teenager's Father, Haru, finished.

Deidara stared at his parents in concern.

"Adopt, un?" He repeated, tilting his head slightly, gripping his mug of tea in front of him.

"Yep!" Hisoka confirmed, smiling sweetly. "You never really bring friends round, and you always seem lonely, So me and your Father thought you would like a brother or a sister." She continued, sipping her coffee.

Deidara frowned and took a quick sip of his tea, then slammed it down on the wooden table.

"That doesn't mean anything, un!" He bellowed, glaring at the pair.

"Deidara, Calm down. It's already deci-" Deidara's Father was cut off by his teenage son.

"Calm down, un? Calm down? I don't want a fucking brother or sister, I like being an only child! I like it being just me and you two! I have friends. I have a life!" Deidara hissed, standing up and slamming his tea down onto the table again, So hard that multiple droplets leaped out of the cup, and onto the recently polished wood.

Hisoka pursed her lips, looking down at her cup sadly. In response, Deidara simply glared.

"I don't need a sibling...Get me a fucking parrot instead." He growled, glaring at his parents.

"No." Haru stated. "You've upset your Mother. She thought long and hard about this decision, so It's final. We're adopting." The elder blonde finished, glaring back at his son.

"Ugh, I hate you, un!" Deidara declared, storming out of the small dining room.

Haru sighed. "He'll get over himself eventually, Don't you worry..." He assured his wife, patting her on the back gently.

"Oh, I hope so..." Hisoka said to herself.

Meanwhile, Deidara was busy throwing any item he could lay his pretty eyes on, across the room.

"I don't need a fucking sibling, un!" The blonde screamed to himself, preparing to catapult a framed picture of him and his friend, Hidan, across the room. Just as he was about to let go, His Father entered the room.

"Deidara, I know you don't like the idea of this, and I understand your anger, but this really is-

"Ever heard of knocking, Asshole?" Haru was interrupted by a heavy, wooden frame colliding with his face, and the loud voice of his only child.

"That's what you fucking get, un! How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want a brother, or a fucking sister!" The blonde bellowed at his now injured Father.

"Right. That's it." Haru started, slamming the frame onto his Son's desk, the glass chipping slightly. Deidara glared at him, a hint of fear in his eyes. "I was going to consider your views, but now, I don't care. We're going to the orphanage tomorrow morning. Be up early. Or else." With that, Haru swiftly left the room, Leaving the younger blonde in awe.

Deidara scowled at his now closed door, almost as if he was angry at the chipping paint decorating the wood.

That's the first chapter! Why do I always change Deidara's mother's name? I think she has about...3 names now. Oh well.

Next chapter we will be meeting...Wait for it...

Sasori.

Yeah. Dun, Dun, Dun, and all that crap.

Till then.

Please review!^^