"So... we're going to Suna, un." Deidara drawled as he fiddled with a ball of clay.

Even though this was the third time he mentioned this, Sasori remained silent. The fear of encountering the bane of his existence once again was dreadful. The older brother shuddered at the time he last encountered her.

Flashback No Jutsu:

"Sasori! Scorpion! Scorpio! Pinocchio!" the five year old girl yelled as she tried to get his attention.

"What do you want, brat?!" Sasori yelled back angrily. Being sixteen and all and about to leave the village, he was pretty cranky.

"Want some s'mores before you go?" his cute little sister asked as she tilted her head to the side.

"I'm a puppet. I don't eat." he seethed. "And where the hell did you get any wood in the middle of the desert for a campfire?"

"Oh! Since you already have a puppet body, I just used the one called Hiruko. I figured you wouldn't need it." she shrugged. Little did she know that it was his favorite one.

End Flashback:

"Danna?" Deidara asked as his partner broke down and started crying. Apparently puppets could cry.

"Calm down! We're at the village gates anyways, un!" he yelled so he could Sasori's attention. "Now, execute the jutsu!"

"Mind break no jutsu..." Sasori began but then stopped since the village was already destroyed.

"DIE!" a woman in the distance yelled as screams erupted. Then the screaming stopped.

"Oh, no! What is this? Who did this to you?!" the same woman asked once again, confusing the two Akatsuki members.

"I DID! That's right, bitch! That's what you get for mocking my art at this time of the month!" she yelled once again.

"Oh god." Sasori mumbled. "That damn old hag probably showed her the puppets as well."

Just then, one of Sasori's underlings from Suna came out to notify him of... recent events...

"Sasori-sama! Your sister... she's grown up to be so terrible that she's nicknamed Suneeku of the red sand! You can't bring her to Akatsuki!"

Sasori widened his eyes. "Don't tell me that her puppets are that powerful, as well!" he wailed.

"Oh god, un!" Deidara exclaimed.

"No... it's much worse." the underling paused to add suspense. "It's because of her... time of the month..."

"Oh, so that's why her nickname is red sand, un..." Deidara commented. Although Sasori received the title by spilling the blood of other people, his sister was in fact, the opposite.

"It's even worse than I had possibly imagined..." Sasori cried again while Deidara patted his back.

"Do you want me to go, yeah?" Deidara suggested, a little fazed by Sasori's emotionless mask that just shattered within seconds.

"No..." Sasori stopped bawling and slowly rose his head. "I must address the problem... since I am the one who caused it..."

Sasori... who was a brave man... walked past the frightened guard and through the gates. On the outside, he seemed as stoic as ever, but his true form that was hiding in the puppet was rocking back and forth and sucking his thumb. Deidara on the other hand, was unfazed by the screams, the flames that raged on, as well as buildings exploding time after time. Being a pyromaniac, he enjoyed it. He tried not to laugh or burst with excitement at the artistic display, until...

"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!" a kid ran by, on fire. Yes, there was a little boy who was on fire and running for his life.

The kid was followed by a huge macho guy with a garden hose who was screaming like a little girl. The macho man took out his hose and sprayed the child with it's liquid substance.

Dirty thoughts... dirty thoughts... just carry on with the story after you've performed the action of saying: "That's what she said."

Anyways, seeing a child on fire caused Deidara to lose it. Fits of giggles and snorts erupted from the blonde terrorist as he saw a building explode nearby.

"Oh my god, haha! Oh, did you see the look on his face before he died, un?! Oh! They killed a puppy! BWAHAHA!" Deidara rambled between strokes of laughter. To add to the effect, he fell on the ground, clutching at his sides.

Sasori quit fearing for his life at that moment, so he could have the energy to muster up a facepalm.

"DEIDARA!" Sasori yelled, causing his partner to stop laughing and get up right away, faster than the yellow flash, himself.

"Yes, danna?" Deidara asked, no longer giggling. His snarky attitude and condescending smirk was still intact, though.

"This is a dangerous mission. Just think: Do you remember what Konan was like during her period?" Sasori asked in a deep tone.

Just the thought of that made the two shiver. And yes, puppets shiver, too.

Of course, due to some "stroke of luck", Sasori's words somehow managed to summon the demon that he found it difficult to admit that it was related to him.

"SASORI!" a female voice yelled from the top of a mountain... of dead bodies...

"Ah... long time no see, Suneeku." Sasori commented in a quiet voice, the kind one uses when trying to calm an animal down. Which is what he was doing.

"You left the village! And you became a puppet! You said you'd come back, but noooooo! You had to join a gang! They tried to send me to assassinate you! But I said, it's alright! He'll realize the error of his ways! Well, it's been 17 years! You think it's bad that my parents are dead?! Well, all I have left is a senile grandmother! Of course, you being here would help, but I guess that's none of your concern, is it?! You are 33! You old fart! Retire already, and get your ass back here!..."

"Hey! Girl! You can join our gang and kill as many people you want! And be away from senile old folk... well, except for Kakuzu, un." Deidara called out to Sasori's sister.

"No!" she yelled back stubbornly, the sat on her pile of dead bodies, with her back turned to the two.

"We have s'mores." Sasori suggested, once again remembering his puppet being sacrificed.

This changed her mind. Her eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas day and she ran to her brother and gave him a bear hug. She proceeded to bawl her eyes out.

"I can't control myself! I just can't! No one will feel such pain, as I do, today! I try to work on the puppets with techniques you and Grandmother showed me long ago, but the pain! THE CRAMPS! The horror! The horror!" she whined as she was still clinging on Sasori tightly.

Sasori stayed there awkwardly, and his eyes turned to Deidara, in search for help.

"There, there... you'll be... fine?" Deidara tried to pat her on the back to comfort her, but being a member of a criminal organization, it was hard to show sympathy. Especially on one's time of the month.

Suneeku broke free from Sasori and stopped crying. But she was still clearly upset, as you could see by her puppy-dog face.

"You get where I'm coming from... right, Blondie?" she looked up at Deidara, expecting the other to relate to her issues and the two of them could be BFFs.

"Uh, no. I'm a guy, yeah." Deidara replied in a clipped tone, clenching his fists. "You are the fifteenth person this week whom I've told this to."