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Want You Gone CH 6 Sasodei ff

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WANT YOU GONE – Chapter 6

There was something with this duo that made them stand out. They spent most of their time arguing, but when they really put their hearts into it, they were a great team. They worked well together and could impress anyone with their flawless teamwork.

Sometimes they wondered if maybe faith put them together. Because honestly, at a first glace, you wouldn't think they worked together at all. Sometimes they even appeared more to be enemies rather than partners.

Deidara personally liked to think the arguments worked as a compensation for the amazing outcome of their teamwork. Like it evened out, somehow. They suffered for a while and pissed each other off, but they got something back that was definitely worth the pain. It was a good comfort when the fighting was at its worst. 'At least we'll get something successful back for it.'

Some days he just didn't even want to see the others face. They wouldn't even be able to be in the same room, barely able to look at each other, talk to each other. But other days they were like magnets. They'd need each other to get anything done. They'd do great things together... Today was definitely not one of those days.

”I'm not done healing, you know.” Frowning angrily, Deidara glared at his partner as he pushed him out of his room. It was difficult to even hear what his Danna was saying. He was really dizzy, and he was starting to think he had a fever when he suddenly felt Sasori's face way too close to his own for his comfort. He was really not in the mood to argue with Sasori or anyone right now. Not in this state...

What he and Sasori did was unique. They were both individual artists with individual art-styles. Sasori believed art was something eternal, something that would last forever. While Deidara believed art was something you could only experience once in a lifetime. Their views on art were opposites, just like their personalities. Deidara took his time with things, while Sasori was always in a hurry and hated waiting.

“We are supposed to leave tonight! I'm not waiting for you to heal; You should have thought about this before breaking into my room yesterday.” There was poison dripping from the puppet master's tone as he spoke, “In fact you shouldn't have joined Akatsuki at all. This is a mission, and if you can't even take a mission seriously, I think I'm going to have to have a talk with Pain-”

His sentence was cut off when he suddenly felt Deidara collapse on him. Sasori was silent for a while, looking down at his partner with despise. What was he doing... This was not the time to lose consciousness. Deidara had been doing that a lot lately. “I can't believe I'm stuck with an idiot like you...” Looking behind himself to make sure no one was around, he grabbed the blonde and walked over to his bed, before dropping him there.

It seemed like he was going to have to talk to the leader anyhow. Because they couldn't go like this. Deidara couldn't even move from bed. And of course that meant Sasori was going to be the one awake to take the scolding. Useless...

With one last look towards his partner, he sighed and got out of the room, closing the door a bit harder than necessary.

He could always try to help him heal, but after the last months of constant fighting, Sasori owed him nothing like that. This time, he was taking this up with Pain, and he was going to make sure Deidara was getting the blame. Because it was his fault. That leader was way too soft on the 19-year old for his own good.

And as Sasori started walking towards their leader's office at a great pace, Deidara was lost in a deep sleep he was probably not going to get up from in a while. Or so he thought, because he was having really unusual dreams tonight. Deidara usually didn't dream. And whenever he dreamed, it was about blood, about memories and people he'd rather forget... Then again when you had abandoned your village and killed thousands of people, it wasn't easy to have beautiful dreams. But this time, Deidara wasn't dreaming about bad things... He didn't know if the dream was good or bad. It was something about living a pretty calm life in a weird place, filled with lots of people who weren't trying to kill him, and he wasn't trying to kill them. A room... It smelled good. Someone seemed to be in the kitchen, cooking... It felt like a home. It was actually a pretty interesting dream. “I'm home...” He mumbled to himself in his sleep, turning over for about the 40th time since Sasori lied him down. It was normal to move a lot when you were having a fever and weird dreams though... But maybe not this much.

“What's for dinn- AAH- AAAAH SHIT!” His sweet slumber was cut off all off a sudden by an intense pain shooting through his head. He tried opening his eyes slightly, and all he could see was the dull stone floor and blood. Did he fall off? Oh man, it hurt like a bitch...

Groaning loudly, Deidara tried to get up from the floor while supporting himself on his bedside table, but standing up too fast, everything suddenly went white and he felt extremely dizzy. As a result, he just fell down again, hitting his head on the sharp corner of the table; once again. ”Ooh...” Was all he could mumble, before everything disappeared once again. This time, completely.
What can I say... Enjoy chapter 6! Things will start changing before u know it guy :iconheplz:
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AHHH whats going to happen next ?!!! AHhh I can't wait!! OwO so exciting!!!