I apologise profusely for how late this chapter is but my personal life has become hectic recently and I've been trying to revise on top of organising my cosplay for the end of the month. I've found the time to write today as I'm taking a break from revising for my last exam and I have finished my cosplay. I'm just waiting for my wig, which is really exciting!

So here is the final part of this three-shot.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, all rights go to Masashi Kishimoto

"Alright brat, you're recovering well," Sasori mused, wrapping fresh bandages around Deidara's waist.

"Can I leave now?" he asked, hopefully pouting with his hands clasped together, "Please un!"

Sasori rolled his eyes, clearing away the slightly bloodied old bandages and the bottle of antiseptic.

"I'll think about it brat," he drawled, to which the blonde groaned and flopped back onto his bed in frustration, just to wince and clutch at his side. Sasori stared on as he breathed slowly, trying to ease the ache from his slightly stupid movement.

"I rest my case," said Sasori dryly as he placed two pills in Deidara's fingers, away from his hand's mouth. The blonde curled his fingers around the painkillers and poked his tongue out at the puppet master.

"C'mon, I'm going insane!" he exclaimed dramatically, "I haven't seen the light in-forever un!"

"You've been here for a week!" Sasori countered, "I said I would think about it, I never said no!"

Deidara smirked a little, swallowing down the two bitter pills, as if to show how willing he was to cooperate for his freedom. The redhead sighed and left the room.

"I'll go and speak with Leader," he offered, "For now, you stay here. Don't even think about sneaking out!"

"Whatever un," Deidara muttered, huffing a little. Sasori smirked before leaving the room, shutting the door with a soft click behind him. The blonde waited for several minutes, wondering just what his partner was off to speak to Leader about. Soon enough the redhead returned and answered his question.

"Brat, get dressed, we're leaving for a while," he stated, throwing Deidara's cloak at him. The blonde caught it and blinked in confusion.

"Un?" he mumbled, "What's happening Danna un?"

Sasori rolled his eyes.

"You wanted to go outside, well now we're going," he explained, "Leader wants us to patrol the area around the base. After that attack, we need to ensure that no one else knows our location."

Deidara's face stretched into a delighted grin, jumping up and shrugging his cloak on.

"Thank you Danna, thank you thank you un!" he exclaimed, bouncing around the room and grabbing his things. Sasori sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He was beginning to regret his decision.

"Tone it down brat," he sighed, "Meet me at the entrance in five minutes."

"Kay un."

Deidara was there in half the time, tapping his foot impatiently as Sasori wandered into the cave.

"C'mon Danna what's taking you so long un?" he called, turning around to open the hidden entrance. Sasori rolled his eyes but followed the blonde outside.

"If only you were always this punctual on missions," the puppet master drawled as they stepped out into the pleasantly sunny surroundings. Deidara took in a deep breath, savouring the fresh air and the birdsong.

"I missed this un!" he murmured, walking through the trees, a smirk stretching his face.

"Brat, remember, I have to do a patrol first," the puppet master called, "You will wait for me in the clearing you usually train in. Do not even think about training before I get back."

"But Danna why not?" he demanded, "I'm here now, I'm not gonna waste my time sitting on my ass twiddling my thumbs un!"

Sasori rolled his eyes and turned to walk in the other direction.

"You can't over exert yourself," he said sternly, "If you do that, it will set you back a week and you're recovery so far will have been null and void."

Deidara snorted and crossed his arms.

"Fine un," he grumbled, "I'll see you soon."

"Don't look so down brat, it's better than being stuck in your room," Sasori uttered, turning around and heading down the path, "I'll be back soon."

He ran off to carry out the patrol, leaving Deidara on his own to head for the clearing. Once he was there, he sat down with his back against a wide trunked tree. He sighed and looked up at the clear blue sky, loving the breeze.

'He won't be back for ages', he thought to himself, 'what he doesn't know won't hurt him.'

With that in mind, he climbed to his feet and did a few stretches. After warming up, he felt quite good and almost snorted at Sasori's worrying. He was fine!

"Right, some tai-jutsu un," he murmured. He started with flips, kicks and punches, fighting against imaginary opponents, remembering that Sasori would often criticise his tai-jutsu. Now was a good time to show the puppet master he was both fine and improving. He would just stop and relax before Sasori arrived and he would be none the wiser.

The sun was higher in the sky as Sasori finished his patrol. Satisfied with the lack of movement in the surrounding area, he headed back to the base to give his report to Pein.

Deidara was panting against a tree, regretting spending so long in training. He just needed a short break that was all. Sitting down against the tree, he reached for his canteen which was nestled in the folds of his discarded cloak. Pain shot through his side, causing a pained gasp to escape from him. He curled his arm around his side, his eyes widening was he felt a warm wet substance on his side. He shut his eyes in irritation and bit his lip.

"Damn un," he cursed, climbing to his feet. He would have to go and find Sasori.

The injury was painful and bleeding rather steadily, much to Deidara's chagrin. He was probably going to get an earful from his partner but there was nothing he could do now. As he reached the edge of the clearing, his vision became blurry and swam around him.

The trees turned sideways as well…he didn't know trees could do that…

He soon realised that the trees were in fact very much in the same position as trees were supposed to but he himself had collapsed on the ground.

Rain started to fall, soaking him through in moments. He internally cursed, shivering feebly as the water drenched him to the skin. He hoped Sasori wouldn't be too mad at him…

Sasori walked towards the clearing, irritated by Pein's insistence to keep him for an extra ten minutes. He knew Deidara had absolutely no patience, if he found that brat training without him there, he would kick his ass. And just to top it off, it had begun to rain. He would kill Deidara if he stained.

"Brat," he called, looking towards the clearing. His eyes narrowed as no response came to him. Picking up the pace he came to the edge and growled. His idiotic partner was collapsed at the side of the clearing, without his cloak and blood staining his side and the grass below him.

"Deidara," he shouted, rushing and leaning down by his side. Peeling his shirt up, he found the bloody bandages but no fresh wounds; meaning he had ripped the old one open again. He was also shivering violently in the down pour.

"Stupid, stupid brat," the puppet master grunted, grabbing the blonde's cloak and wrapping him up in it. He ran back to the base and into the infirmary; Deidara was not leaving this room until he was completely healed.

Repairing the damage that Deidara had caused, Sasori grabbed some dry clothes and changed his partner into them. The very last thing he needed was the bomber getting a fever. Then he gave the blonde a sedative to keep him quiet for a few hours. While he was there, he worked on a poison keeping an eye on Deidara's condition.

"Wh-wha…un."

"About time you woke up, stupid brat!"

Deidara gazed up at his Danna with glazed icy blue eyes. A tired grin stretched across his face.

"Heh, hey Danna…un," he mumbled, rolling over, "What're you…doin' here?"

Sasori rolled his eyes, having to physically restrain himself from slapping the kid.

"I had to heal you again after you ripped your stitches open training," he snapped, "I told you not to train until I returned but no you couldn't wait! Stupid ignorant brat!"

Deidara blinked a few times, not fazed at all by the outburst.

"I'm stitched up un," he mumbled, before a wide grin broke out over his face, "I'm like a sock un!"

Sasori almost facepalmed at this, the sedative must have gone to his head. There would be hell to pay when Deidara was back to his senses. He grabbed a glass of water and handed it to the blonde.

"Drink this," he muttered, "Then get some sleep."

Deidara stared at the cup, and then smiled widely up at the puppet, taking the glass. He gulped it down, and then threw the glass on the floor, smashing it everywhere.

"Why did you do that?" Sasori snapped, smacking him over the head. He grinned a loopy grin as his eyes drooped.

"Cause Danna un!" he cheered, "Art it fleeting!"

Sasori rolled his eyes as the brat fell asleep, leaving him to clean up the glass. Art was not fleeting and a glass couldn't be art; Deidara was obviously very high.

"I'm going to ignore you," he grumbled, sweeping the glass up into his hands and dumping it in the waste bin, "Now you will stay in this bed. You will not go outside, you will not train and you will not disobey me or I will kill you myself."

"Aye aye Dan-nah!" the blonde exclaimed.

Rolling his eyes, the puppet master stalked out of the room, his hand primed to close the door when suddenly.

"DON'T LEAVE ME UUUNN!" cried the blonde, sluggishly trying to follow his extremely tense partner.

"Deidara! Get back in the damn bed!" he snarled, his chakra strings forcing the bomber back into bed.

"No un! You're gunna leave meh!" he wailed, "Don't go!"

Sasori pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering curses to himself, all while the blonde stared intensely at him with big watery eyes. There was no way in hell Deidara would ever act like this without the drugs so Sasori really had no right to punish him; it wasn't his fault.

"Fine, I'll stay, damn brat," he grunted, "Just be quiet."

"Un!" Deidara nodded frantically, his matted blonde hair swaying wildly with his movements. Sighing again for the millionth time, Sasori pulled up a chair and sat at his bed side, glaring coldly. Deidara just lay on his side grinning loopily with half lidded eyes up at his partner.

"Night night Danna un!" he said cheerfully. Sasori rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Night brat."

Soon the blonde drifted into a deep sleep, leaving Sasori free to escape from him. He just could never understand how his partner could be so damn ridiculous and yet not warrant being killed by the puppet master. It was odd almost like Deidara carefully calculated just how far he could annoy Sasori without actually being murdered. He did it on purpose, that was how much Sasori knew!

Yet he was almost strangely endearing, though Sasori couldn't feel, he could think and that was all he needed to realise the blonde's value, although he doubted he would ever be able to understand it.

Shaking these thoughts from his head, he simply returned to his room, intent on finally getting some work done, which he knew wouldn't get done as soon as Deidara woke up. He was going to be irritable and frustrating and the puppet master was not looking forward to that.

'Serves him right!' he thought to himself with a little sadistic smirk.

I struggled a little with the ending so I'm sorry if it wasn't all that great. But I hope you enjoy this after the rather long wait. The next story I hope to finish is Wonderland? Wait What? for you all since I have the story completely planned now. It will be ten chapters long and I've almost finished chapter 2 for you.

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