Step Brothers

By AkasunaSora 3

Summary: Deidara is a 15 year old boy from Iwa, His mother died when he was 3 and recently his father got married to a woman called Akita, a teacher at the Amegekure Orphanage. Sasori is a 16 year old boy from Suna, his parents were murdered when he was 7 and is an orphan that nobody will adopt. But when Akita gets a call asking to take one of her students as a temporary foster child will Deidara be able to befriend his new 'brother' or will it be out right war.

AUTHORS NOTES: Okay well I was readingSweet Childhood Memories by XxSeRaSxaLuCaRdxXand got an idea for this book. I always wanted to write a SasoDei FanFic but had massive writers block and couldn't think of anything. So thanks XxSeRaSxaLuCaRdxXfor the inspiration and whoever is bothered to read this far should deffs check out Sweet Childhood Memories it's amazing :D BTW: please review and subscribe (youtube talk) and tell me what u think and any suggestions :D

DEIDARA POV

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep Beep, Beep Beep, Beep Beep, Beep Beep, .

I shut my eyes harder as the annoying beeping sound I heard 5 times a week continued to beep faster. I opened my eyes surrendering to the annoyance and sat up in my bed. I run my fingers through my knotted blonde hair that hung down to my upper back. I glanced over at the still beeping alarm clock, the buttons lighting up a bright orange as it beeped louder and slapped down the snooze button hard.

There I thought to myself peace at last

I looked at my alarm which was now only a dull orange glow and observed the time and day.

My blue eyes narrowed into a sharp glare how dare you wake me up at 6:30 am on Saturday I thought sternly in my head. I paused for a moment as I remembered I had been so exhausted from completing all my missed homework and then chatting to my annoying friend Tobi over Facebook...the bloody idiot wouldn't let me sleep. I guess I was so tired that I forgot to turn off my alarm last night.

I rolled my shoulders and stood up clumsily as I opened the blinds. The morning light poured into my bedroom burning my eyes. I went over to my closet, semi sleep walking, and pulled out a pair of jeans and a brown zip up hoddie. Next I looked in the mirror. My long hair sat on the top of my head like a messy blonde nest. I didn't even attempt to use the brush, I knew this called for drastic measures, but then again what morning had I ever woken up and it didn't call for drastic measures.

I opened the door to my bedroom and walked into the warm halls of my house. I could smell my stepmothers cooking from upstairs. When I was three my mother died of cancer, I never could really remember her, the only thing I could remember was the massive pain I felt once she was gone. My father also had a difficult time moving on from my mother's death although he still managed to raise me alone. After that we packed up and left Iwa in order to start again in Amegakure. It was only about three years ago when he met Akita while at his best friend's birthday party. Akita was my stepmother, she and her 12 year old daughter Kioni originally came from Konoha although moved to Amegakure with us after Akita married my father.

I strode down the hallway, the soft white carpeting rubbing up against my bare feet as I finally got to the final door on the left, the bathroom. I banged on the door. In our house there was an unspoken rule, if the bathroom door is open then it's free but if it's closed it was already take. There were three bathrooms in our house. My dad and Akita's bathroom, the guest bathroom and the Main bathroom. Since nobody used the guest and Dad and Akita only used theirs it left me and Kioni to share the tiny main bathroom in the middle of the hall.

"Hold on a second I am almost done" she sang out from behind the bathroom door.

I sighed, that meant that she wasn't even close to. Kion was going through that "Pre teen, Hog the bathroom 24/7" phase... well that's what Akita had told me the first (out of the many) mornings I had come downstairs with a blond animal on top of my head.

I rolled my eyes; I was too tired to argue with her this morning. It had been 6 months since Akita and dad got married and Kioni and I already fought like siblings. I walked down the icy wooden steps and down into the kitchen where Akita and my dad were. They sat at the table eating chocolate chip pancakes and talking together. That was odd, they never had pancakes unless it was a special occasion although I shrugged and decided to play along. I wasn't complaining, Chocolate chip pancakes where my ultimate favourite.

"Morning Deidara" Akita said observing my hair "is Kioni in the bathroom again?" she asked putting another piece of pancake into her mouth.

I nodded and served myself some pancakes.

My dad raised his eyebrows "what are you doing up this early? You look exhausted son"

"Forgot my alarm and I am exhausted, un" I answered shovelling in a mouthful of pancakes. The gooey chocolate oozed out of the fluffy pancake, I was actually glad I got up early so I could have them warm. It was a perfect breakfast on this particularly rainy day (average weather in Amegakure) although I couldn't help but wonder why? Normally I made my own breakfast, two pieces of toast with butter and jam, this was a pleasant but strange turn in events.

"So what's the occasion, un?" I asked pointing to the pancakes with my chopsticks

A smiled split across Akita and my father's face.

"Don't you remember?" my dad said "exactly 6 months ago Akita and I got married, we are going to go out to dinner tonight to celebrate"

Man I was apparently more accurate than I thought "congrats dad, Akita" I said I was really too exhausted to say to much more than that.

Akita looked at me with sympathised eyes "you know Dei, you can call me mum" she smiled warmly.

Oh great, this is where the Awkwardness kicked in. Recently she had told me this a few times. She was really trying to be the best mother-figure to me as possible I could really tell. But that was it, the only thing I could really see her as. A Mother Figure. Kioni had also got the hang of calling my father dad but the truth was I never could or never would find anyone to replace the mother I once had.

"Thanks, un" I said focusing on my pancakes and not making direct eye contact.

I heard her let out a little sigh, I felt guilty; I would if I could but I can't.

I opened my mouth to say something until I felt a sharp tug on my long hair.

"It's your turn in the bathroom" Kioni sung out from behind me

"Let go" I said bringing my hair over my shoulder so she couldn't tug on it.

Her fingers slipped away and she settled down at the table. Kioni looked almost identical to Akita, thin, brown hair and grey eyes. I stood up, flashing her a sharp look while Akita wasn't looking and then walked back upstairs to tame the beast. Although I was still pissed off at Kioni I was, on some level, glad that she had come and broken up the awkwardness.

Later that night my family and I sat around a table at one of Amegakure's nicest restaurants. We never really went out for dinner, only on birthdays and anniversaries.

I was feeling a hell lot less tired and was defiantly in a better mood.

"So I just wanted to say Congratulations for half a year's worth of happy marriage" Kioni said finishing up her speech to our parents "Dei, your go" she said turning to me

"uhh" I stumbled, I had never been the best at saying speeches, even if it just was one for my dad and wife, "well there isn't much more to say after Kioni's speech although I just wanted to say, I'm just really glad-" I began before getting cut off by a familiar tone.

It was Akita's mobile. She pulled it out of her purse, flipping it open. Her finger hovered over the ignore button although something stopped her. It must have been from work. My theory was soon proved to be correct.

"I will be right back I have to take this call from work" she said smiling, kissing my father on the cheek.

With that she walked into the depths of the restaurant.

AKITA POV.

I had arrived at a quiet corner in the restaurant. I looked at the person calling, sighed and accepted the call. Work never called me this late so it must have been important.

"Hello?" I answered

"Miss. Matsuki? This is Naomi from the Amegakure Orphanage" she said formally

I sighed, 6 months later and I was still being called by my maiden name "yes how are you today Naomi?
" I said politely

"I'm sorry Miss. Matsuki to interrupt your night although I have a big favour to ask you" she said

"What's wrong?" I asked getting a little worried "I just got a call from one of the social workers saying that her assigned child's foster parents have returned him to the orphanage" she said "he has been dropped by a few foster families already and I was wondering if you would mind being a temporary foster parent for him"

"I'm not sure Naomi san" I said "I already have two kids on my own and I don't need a little screaming child on top" I began before getting cut off.

"Don't worry he is already 16 and no trouble at all, his social worker days it's not good for a child self esteem to me dropped by a foster family let alone many and she fears that he might get depressed soon"

I sighed; I didn't want that, my older brother was depressed in his teenage years so I knew all about the horrors.

Naomi had registered her pause "I'm sorry to have interrupted your night" she said "I will see you at work on Monday" she said unhappily

"Wait" I said rubbing my forehead "I guess we have room for one more child" I said giving in

"Thank you so much Miss Matsuki, it is only temporary, only for a month or two, unless you decide to-"

"I will see you Monday and discuss it further" I said hanging up, I sighed and walked back across the restaurant and sat beside my husband.

"What was that about?" He asked slipping his hand back into mine

"Oh just work" I smiled, I would discuss it later.