Yay! This is so exciting! (I love deikuro) Hope you guys enjoy!

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Chapter 1

Kurotsushi

"Akatsuchi." I whined. My best friend turned to look at me, a pleasant smile on his face. We were stuck on patrol (again) and it was soooooo boring. A kunoichi of my level should be out searching for missing nin, or something useful, but my stubborn old grandad...I would like to have some words with that old man...

"What is it Kuro-chan?" He asked, his voice kind and calm. I didn't think a person sweeter than him existed.

"Have you ever thought about your future?" He smiled at me and shrugged.

"A few times. I've always wanted a wife and kids that I can raise to protect our village." He responded and I sighed. Everyone always said that. I was the only one who seemed to be different.

"Do you think I'm strange, Akatsuchi?" I asked, not bothering with a honophoric. We were to close of friends to use those for anything besides nicknames.

"Not at all, Kuro-chan. I think that you are a splendid person." I sighed and shook my head.

"I wish." I said and he patted my shoulder.

"Would you like to tell me what you want your future to be like?" He asked and, even though I knew the answer I asked anyways.

"Do you promise to not tell anyone?"

"Of course. You can tell me anything." I took in a deep breath.

"I want romance. But I don't want just anything, I want adventure. I want it to be torrid and dangerous. I want it to practically give Grandad a heart attack." I sighed and closed my eyes, smiling happily.

"That is not unusual." Akatsuchi said. I shook my head in response.

"I'm not finished." I said before diving into my next thought. "I want the guy to be a ninja, maybe someone I knew before. I want him to be passionate and strong-willed. I want him to be lean and cute. Lighter coloring. I always had a thing for blondes. Oh, and I want him to be special, to have something only he has. I want him to pretend to be indifferent, but really love me." I sighed dreamily, imagining my dream man. I heard Akatsuchi gulp nervously.

"Kuro-chan, if I may, it sounds like you just described Deidara-san." The moment the words left his lips I sunk to the ground.

"Argh!" I shouted. "Why can't I get over him!" I felt Akatsushi pat my back comfortingly.

"Give it time, Kuro-chan." I almost exploded on him at that.

"I have given it time!" I yelled, taking my frustration out on Akasushi. The moment I said it I wished I could take it back. I sighed.

"I'm sorry, it's just.."

"I know. It's okay. Take it out on me." He said, patting my back. "It's hard to lose a loved one." That sentence made me feel about ten times worse. I was so selfish sometimes! It seemed as though I always forgot that Akatsushi had lost Deidara too. I wasn't the only one who missed him.

"I need to get out of this d*mn village." Akatsushi nodded.

"I'll tell your grandfather that you spotted a missing nin." I hugged him.

"Thank you." I said as he hugged me back.

"No need to thank me. We both know you'd do the same for me." I nodded and squeezed him a little tighter before I turned and left. I would only be gone long enough to clear my head. Nothing bad could happen, right?

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Deidara

"This mission is a paaaaaaaain, Danna, hmmm?" I smiled as Sasori snorted in reply, doing his best to ignore me. "I wanna blow something up, un!" I complained.

"You don't always get what you want, brat." Sasori said. I was getting through to him.

"If we did you wouldn't be a virgin, yeah." The killing aura that exploded from Sasori was all the proof I needed.

"Oh, and you're not, brat." Sasori snarled. He hated talking about his sexuality, but it annoyed him enough to get him to actually respond.

"Nope! Scored right before I left the village, un." I smirked as Sasori boiled, the killing aura coming off of him was enough to get people to turn and stare at us.

"Yeah? Prove it." Sasori hissed.

"Kurotsushi. Look her up, yeah." Sasori's rage increased and he glared at me.

"I was only fifteen when I turned myself into a puppet." Sasori growlled, using one of his many excuses.

"I was fifteen when I scored, un." I smirked as Sasori writhed in anger.

"I had no interest in girls." Sasori hissed, using his last resort. "They do not matter unless I can turn them into art, make them eternal." I narrowed my eyes.

"Art is fleeting, un."

"Eternal."

"Fleeting." I grit my teeth.

"Eternal."

"Fleeting!"

"Eternal!"

"Fleeting, d*mmit!" Just as Sasori was about to respond I heard something...familiar.

"Eterna-" I shushed him and listened carefully. It was too late by the time my suspicions were confirmed.