A/N: I think this was my first story on fanfic. I decided to read it and decided to do some editing, you know, see if there's something in the story to make it better. Hope you people enjoy, and I'll be putting revised chapters up soon. Please review!

Ch. 1 Senpai! I want to hear the story too!!!

What is art?

Does it last forever?

Or does it last only for a brief moment in time?

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Two artists, Sasori and Deidara to be exact, decided to ask me this question, what is art? My answer? Love is art. Love lasts forever and to me that is truly beautiful. The red head smirked at his younger apprentice and walked away to work on his puppets.

"How can you agree with Sasori-danna's view of art, un?" Deidara asked me.

"Well, my view kind of agrees with your art to Deidara…"

"No it doesn't, un! You said it lasts forever, un."

"Listen Deidara. Think of a summer romance. We know that a summer romance doesn't last forever. It only lasts for a summer, kind of like how your art lasts for a few seconds. Even though it lasts for a few seconds, you will always remember its beauty for as long as you live." Deidara looked at me in awe.

"Ne, Mizuki-chan,"

"Hai, Deidara-san?"

"How did you figure out the meaning of art, un?"

I raised my eyebrows, smirking at the younger shinobi. "Are you saying that you agree with my view of art?"

"No! I was just wondering why do you think that's the true meaning of art, un?"

"Well, I found out the meaning of art, or what I think is the meaning of art, a year ago. But I guess for you to understand I should start twenty years ago…"

"EH???? Is Zuki-chan telling a story? Tobi wants to hear the story too!"

Deidara groaned as I laughed, "Of course you can listen to the story Tobi. But, you have to be quiet okay?"