Deidara glanced up with a sigh, his eyes breaking the contact he'd kept with his chewing hand for about four minutes.
"Make me one, dad." A poke in his shoulder, and Deidara frowned slightly. Sasori glanced up from his book with an eyebrow raised. "Show me how."
"I'll show you when you're older." Deidara said with a small nod, returning his gaze to the middle of his hand.
"Why?" This time it was Sasori who spoke up. "Deidara, she's seven. She's got to learn sometime."
Deidara rolled his eyes. "But I'm too lazy right now, un." He said with a small groan. Suri stamped her foot and folded her arms, glaring at her father with a pout in her blue eyes.
"Don't be lazy, dad." She said shortly, "If you're lazy, you'll get fat. And fat people are icky. Un!"
Sasori put down his book with a chuckle. "Ahaha, Deidara, I think she has you pegged!" He grinned at the flush-faced blonde, who glared from his daughter to his lover.
"Yesss!" Suri punched the air, a triumphant g
"No... I might drop it..."
"You won't drop her, un!"
"Aw, Leader-sama, just for a minute."
Deidara sighed and adjusted the squirming Ayatsuri in his arms, rolling his eyes, while Sasori folded his arms and Konan raised her eyebrows and said, "Because, I want you to."
Pein's eyes wandered from each face, before shaking his head. "No..."
"You're not going to break her, un." Deidara said, as Ayatsuri let out a small squeak.
Sasori craned his neck to look at Suri for the umpteenth time that hour. Deidara had been right, she was a beautiful baby- bright blue eyes that reflected Deidara's, and a tuft of bright red hair that he knew hailed from his own likeness. Tiny, closed mouths on her hands, with her fourth mouth just below her ribcage covered by a light purple shirt.
"Watch, Leader-sama," Sasori said suddenly, stepping closer to Deidara, "It's not hard."
He adjusted his arms as Deidara transported the kid into Sasori's grasp. "Just support the head
Sasori's eyes flew open wide. "WHAT? Leader-sama, you can't
be serious!" He stood up, shaking his head. "He can't
"No. He's having it."
"Pein." Konan spoke gently, reaching over to put a hand on
his arm. "Think about Deidara for once. Is there any real
reason you want him to keep it?"
"Deidara is a useful weapon." Pein cracked his knuckles
slightly, keeping his eyes fixed on Sasori. "If he has a
child, it will most likely carry Deidara's trait of the extra mouths. The mouths are how he makes his bombs, correct?"
"Well... yes, but-"
"If something ever happens to Deidara," Pein went on loudly,
"We will have another bomber. The bomber's heir. The child
will be Deidara's replacement."
"That's cruel." Sasori said bluntly, falling back into a
seated position. "Taking a /child/ into the Akatsuki for the
sole purpose of being a weapon."
The first thing she thought hysterically funny was the sight of Hidan's head flying off when he and Kakuzu had been sparring together while she and Deidara watched with interest.
Her first real punishment had been because she had made off with one of Hiruko's eyes and later was found to have flushed it down the toilet.
She'd also found it hysterically funny to see a red-faced, spluttering Sasori dig desperately into the tank of the toilet to retrieve it.
In the course of five years, Amegakure no Ayatsuri had become a holy terror.
Most of her personality had been influenced by the other members of the Ak
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Something was /different/ about his appearance, too. Beforehand, Deidara had always been good-looking. Bright blue eyes, that amazing blonde hair. Fair skin, thin eyebrows, his muscles toned and his incredibly white smile.
But now... if it were possible... Deidara looked better. His skin seemed to always sport a healthy glow, his hair, it seemed, had turned to silk, and his eyes were clear and seemingly overbright.
For some reason, it was driving Sasori crazy. In a way that was both good and bad. He appreciated the way Deidara looked, above all, but the fact that he so, so badly wanted to
"How come Aunt Konan has breasts and you don't?"
Deidara choked on his coffee and Sasori leaned over to thump him on the back. Coughing, Deidara set down his mug and looked down at the 6-year-old redhead, eyes teary.
"W-what?" He spluttered, wiping at his eyes with one hand. "Why?"
"Well... I was thinking... Auntie Konan has breasts..." She put her hands on her own chest to indicate, "And you don't... how come?"
Sasori looked at Deidara, whose face was red and his expression disbelieving. "Suri..." The blonde said, looking aghast. "I'm not supposed to have breasts."
"...but I thought all girls had them..."
Sasori snorted with laughter, resting his head in his hands. "S-Suri," He choked, "Your daddy is a boy."
"Really?! What?! Wait... I thought only girls could have babies, un...and... you had me, right...? So..." Suri looked confused, looking from a red-faced Deidara to a still-laughing Sasori.
"Shut up, danna." Deidara growled, "Suri... didn't.. may
Sasori opened the door and stepped inside. Pein was looking hassled, his orange hair stuck up in places that it normally wasn't, his cloak slung over one shoulder. "What is it, Sasori?" Pein asked, digging in a dresser drawer.
"Uh... Leader-sama, are you... looking for something?" Sasori frowned, watching Pein's harried actions with confusion.
"Yes," Pein said shortly. "Now what do you want?"
"I wanted to ask you... about Deidara..." Sasori asked gingerly. Pein sighed heavily and looked over his shoulder. Sasori held his gaze, watching as Leader pulled his cloak on and crossed the room.
"What about him?" Pein asked carefully, walking past Sasori towards his closet.
"Uh... what... are we going to do when he's supposed to... have it?"
Pein was quiet, digging in his closet and throwing things
"How far are we?" Came a whispered voice from the one-eyed figure at the back.
"I don't know," The person at front said, glancing back at the other. "But you can see the place up there." The figure pointed to the horizon, where a dark building rose up out of the darkness.
The other nodded and muttered, "'kay... and... now what exactly are we doing, un?"
The person just in front of the confused figure sighed and stopped. "Suri... it's EASY... we just have to go in there and come back out with the supplies Leader-sama wanted... Got it?"
"Good girl... oi, sempai?"
The shadow second in line looked around to face the other two, while the one in front sighed and stopped as well. "What?"
"That is what we're doing... right?"
"Yes, Tobi, it is, un." The figure rolled its one visible eye and sighed.
"Let's keep moving," The s