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He stare at me weirdly.
- umhm...everywhere or, in our way you just get pissed off for me being late..., ah i just guessed un-
I ruff my back hair nervously.
The puppeteer just stare at me for too long, without any hesitation he stare at me with a emotionless face, his hands, movements were all stop, like a staue, like he froze in that place.
He looked at me like he never expected me to tell something like that.
"Did i tell something wrong"
There were silence for a while until he broke his glance at me.
- we are already late come on brat- he yelled getting up wearing the puppet.
- uhm I'm not a kid hm- I murmured.
Getting up following him.
We walk for a while.
I remember that I wasn't eaten anything yet.
I'm hungry, I put my hand on my stomach.
I can't live without food, But the puppeteer is walking so fastly I have to run if I have catch up with him, but I have the chakra for running so, I walk in my regular speed.
After a long time of walking, danna finally stopped in front of a restaurant.
-you must be hungry- sasori no danna said going ahead of the restaurant.
I feel a little nervous .
"I thought he is going to starve me death"
I quietly nodded and followed him.
Sasori danna took off his puppet before entering.
He seal the puppet in a scroll and keep it.
We enter the restaurant.
Sasori pov
When the blonde slept at the gras in the night.
I quietly sat on the gas using the time preparing my puppets and reading scrolls cause I Don't need to sleep.
I feel some shinobis chakra near us they were quite powerfull.
I didn't want to fight after a long journey so, I perfer to run away.
But iwa was sleeping so peacefully.
Why wouldn't he, itachi's only one genjutsu can sleep you for months,
But the blonde have the stability to stand up, giving a death glare to the uchiha.
Even that also surprised kisame.
It's quite impressively surprising, he pointed at itachi before leaving the temple that he would prove his art better than the sharingan.
"What a overconfident brat"
When I come out of my thoughts I realised I had a small smile on my face.
I been rarely smile on anything, only when I enjoy my fights show them my real beautyful art, or sometimes on somethings.
I put it aside.
I feel the chakra's coming near us,
But the blonde was asleep to notice it.
I didn't want the brat to wake up.
Itachi had said me to let the iwa sleep or rest how much he want due to the power of sharingan he lose a lot chakra what to recover he need rest, The dark haired man wishper that's on my ear when the iwa and leader was talking.
If the brat wake up now he would feel exhausted which cause a lot of effect in the mission for his tiredness.
He already can't do anything challenging in front of a legendary sanin but he can get harm in the battle and orochimaru can finish him off first for being come middle of our way. Cause the brat can't mind his own business.
He is not showing his weakness but everyone even leader sama know that he is feeling not well after suffering itachi's eyes.
He is still a kid but he is strong.
in physically he strong enough to act normal after the illusion he had experienced.
I keep all my things in my puppet.
I slowly aporarched him carefully, not making a noise.
I carry him in my hiruko's back.
I lay down Hiruko's tail around the corner of the brat. So, he can't fall from hiruko.
I want to a dark place in the stones.
I lay the blonde in the stones floor.
Then continue my work.
The blonde wake up after 6 hours of sleep I guess he doesn't sleep much well.
It was 8 o'clock of the morning when he wake up.
He greets me and we talk for a while.
I shocked when the blonde figured out why I don't like waiting.
Although I didn't know it myself when, why I hate waiting so much.
But the iwa make me think of it.
I stare at the iwa for too long that he felt uncomfortable.
I feel something weird after what he had said but I didn't want the conversation to go more longer he is properly gonna ask me about my personal life again.
So I start my way walking he quietly follow me.
After walking through a village I remembered the iwa was a moral human, he haven't eaten anything.
I found a restaurant, i stopped there. I took off hiruko before entering. I enter restaurant only for the brat.
As we enter the cafe the manager of the hotel greeted us.
- welcome come here....- the manager bowl. Deidara also did the same.
"Why that acting needed"
The manager has black hair and he wear grey suits he is taller than me.
He pervert took the iwa by his hands. He holds his hand, touching by his own, dragging the iwa to a beautiful clean place of the cafe.
The most beautiful place in there.
The other customers were sitting on normal tables.
I stood there seeing all these things the manager doing for the brat.
I went to the table where deidara was standing.
- here...sit there- the manager push the chair for the brat to sat on it. Smiling kindly.
- there's no need- the manger left some waitress came there hiding there face by the plate.
Blushing?
-do you need anything sir- the first woman asked smiling.
- excuse me please move aside I came with him- I said in a bad mood.
- when did you come with him..I didn't see you- she said confused.
- how did you all are going to notice me when you are giving all your attention to the brat...we don't have much time so, take our orders- I said coldly.
- okay okay- the waitress made said face
They all left
Deidara rolled his eyes at that woman.
Like he wasn't in that, like he face these type of things before.
He took out a hand cenitaser from his pouch. Rub it in his hands.
- you keep these things with you- I said.
He laughed nervously.
- haha just keep it.. I'm going to the washroom- he said going towards the washroom.
I watch him from behind.
- he is attracting peoples at the first sight- I said in a low voice.
Many people turn their heads with raised eyebrow to look at the blonde again.
It's true that he is kinda pretty and he is way too feminine as a guy.
He came back from washroom.
I noticed he brushed his hair and washed his face.
The foods were already arrived.
The iwa sat next to me.
I patiently wait for him to finish his foods. I ordered the food foods for him.
The iwa didn't complain what I bought.
He quietly ate.
- sorry...I forgot you are with me...I actually don't eat foods I can but I didn't need- I said putting my hand on my face staring at him.
The blonde smiled a little.
- that's okay- I said lowly, eating his soup. The iwa catch me a lot of times staring at him.
I couldn't help but end up falling my eyes on the blonde.
I tried to focus on other things.
I saw a bunch of children standing outside the restaurant staring at my partner surprisely.
After finishing eating the redhead goes the counter to give money.
The lady waitress stopped him.
- wait wait..you Don't have to Pay- the waitress said hiding her face with the plate.
- why- he said.
- because the foods were free-
-what?!-
- just we decided to gave you guys the food free...can you tell the name of the guy came with you- the girl pointed at deidara who innocently wait for the puppeteer in outside drinking a mango juice.
- why don't you ask him youself- the redhead said ignoring the waitress.
He just took deidara by his arms pulling him out of the cafe's sight.
- let's go we have arrive there soon-
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Along the way, the threat was fulfilled. When they reached the sand hill that bordered the Eastern Mountain, a sandstorm was raging around them.
The wind blew hard, raising large amounts of dust and sand that made it a bit difficult to see, but they could still see the hiding place where Orochimaru was.
Deidara was struggling with his hair in the wind.
The place was a large cave made of reddish stone, witha smooth surface and a slightly flat and square shape, similar to a dessert.
Sasori and Deidara stopped at the edge of the hill, examining the place.
- That's where he is... It suits a lowly being like him well... - Sasori observed with disdain.
- Hpmh, I can easily blow him up with my art un. - said Deidara.
-Don't be hasty. We still don't know if he's really there or not... Also, remember that you don't have enough clay. -he indicated.
Damn, he was right, he had used half of his clays on fighting itachi.
Deidara cocked his head to the side, his teeth clicking in annoyance.
- The Leader ordered me don't give you anything risky so, stay away from our fight- he said.
The red-haired Ninja's attention was fixed on a point in the sand.
a path drawn in curved lines that moved.
Deidara could notice a kind of threatening hiss in front of him. Immediately, Hiruko opened her mouth and a series of kunai knives shot out and stuck in the place.
revealing after a furious shake, a snake hidden in the sand very close to Deidara's foot.
the animal hissed furiously ready to attack.
- Tch, sand snakes! - Deidara put his hands in his pockets and prepared to attack, but was stopped by Hiruko's arm.
- It's useless, don't do it-
- Huh? - the blue-eyed man turned to look at him without understanding.
At that moment, Deidara could see how more snakes emerged from the sand, all see how more snakes emerged from the sand, all sliding down the hill.
- It's a matter of time before he knows we're here..-
-R-really? - Deidara asked in astonishment.
- Come on, I want to finish this... - Sasori indicated going down the slope.
-H-hey! Wait for me un!-
Deidara followed his companion down the stretch of hot sand; they both approached the entrance of the cave and stopped, looking inside.
Deidara watched Sasori inside Hiruko, who had his gaze fixed on the darkness.
Suddenly, a voice was heard coming from inside that place.
- I could almost swear that Itachi-kun would come...-
Deidara adopted a defensive pose as did his companion.
As they watched a figure emerge from the shadows.
This was a thin man, with a very strange appearance:
long black hair framing his particular face that had a pair of intense yellowish eyes surroundedby a purple line, all of this high lighted by his pale skin that had a pair of intense yellowish eyes surroundedby a purple line, all of this high lighted by his pale skin color. His clothes were no less striking.
he wore agreenish tunic with a rope belt around his waist.
His gaze was calm and mocking; on his mouth was drawn a smug smile that projected a feeling of superiority and danger.