Sasori was screwing an arm onto one of his new puppets when he realized Deidara was being awfully quiet today. He was usually being confronted kwa an angry mob of Akatsuki members kwa now because Deidara blew something up. Suspicious, Sasori decided to see what Deidara was up to. “Hey Dei. What are wewe doing?”
Deidara looked over at Sasori nervously from the jikoni in their room, “Just making something for chajio, chakula cha jioni later un.”
Sasori inspected the stove, “That’s a rather large portion of chakula considering wewe are the only one of us that has to eat.”
Deidara stopped cooking and turned around. “Are wewe implying I eat too much un?”
“No not at all,” Sasori back tracked nervously, “It’s just wewe have been behaving rather oddly today since wewe haven’t blown anything up.”
“Well I know it bothers wewe so I decided to take a break from exploding things today un,” Deidara replied.
Sasori stared at Deidara, “The fact that it bothers me isn’t a reason wewe would avoid blowing things up. If anything it makes wewe want to create bigger explosions. What’s going on?”
Deidara avoided eye contact, “Fine. I invited Hidan and Kakuzu over to eat chajio, chakula cha jioni with us un.”
Sasori’s eye twitched a little. “If I wanted to spend time with people I wouldn’t kill them and turn them into puppets.”
“Well I already invited them and they are bringing a pie that Kakuzu bought,” Deidara smiled deviously, “You know how Kakuzu is when it comes to him having to pay for something.”
Sasori thought for a moment. Kakuzu will be here all night until he feels like he has gotten every penny’s worth of that pie. Sasori stormed his way back to his puppet workshop and began working on the puppet again. He began to ponder how to get out of this dinner.
An saa later Kakuzu and Hidan arrived. Hidan set the pie down on the meza, jedwali which a slice had clearly been taken out of it. Kakuzu examined it, “Did wewe take a slice of this pie Hidan?”
Hidan glared at him, “I didn’t touch your f****** cheap punda pie.” Deidara walked into Sasori’s workshop to get him.
Kakuzu looked at Hidan’s scythe and noticed crumbs of pie crust and filling on the edges of it. “Liar! wewe better pay me back for that missing slice. I want credit for buying a whole pie!”
Deidara walked out of the workshop with Sasori’s core in one hand and his puppet body in the other. Hidan and Kakuzu stopped arguing to notice what was going on.
“What the f*** happened to Pinocchio?”
Deidara put Sasori’s core back in his body as he sat him down at the table. “He tried to get out of chajio, chakula cha jioni kwa hiding his core in one of the other puppets un.” Sasori’s body came to life and Deidara gave him a stern look. “They are our Marafiki un. Try to get along with them.” Deidara kissed Sasori on the cheek and went to finish up dinner.
Kakuzu sat down inayofuata to Sasori as Hidan helped Deidara. Kakuzu grinned. “How pathetic! wewe are older than he is, smarter than he is, and stronger than he is yet he is running things around here.”
Sasori looked over at Kakuzu, “Are wewe telling me wewe actually wanted to buy that pie and come over here?”
Kakuzu frowned, “No, but in the end I’ll get what I want. wewe see the trick is to let the other person win on trivial things, and wewe turn it around to get what wewe want on the big issues. The financial issues.”
Meanwhile Deidara was talking to Hidan, “I feel a little guilty in tricking Sasori into this dinner.”
Hidan looked at him, “The only reason wewe should feel guilty is wewe did a s*** job of it. A master like me never gets caught. Kakuzu thinks he is in charge because he makes the f****** money, but I know all his hiding places for that s*** around our room. I even alter his check book so the numbers add up.”
Deidara was surprised, “Wow Hidan. You’re not nearly as big an idiot as everyone says un.”
Hidan smiled, “Why thank you,” then he thought about it for a moment, “Hey wait a minute!”
The four of them finally gathered around the meza, jedwali and began filling up their plates. Sasori looked around and began contemplating a way to end this night before it goes on. Sasori then got an idea.
“You know something. Art is an eternal beauty.” Kakuzu and Hidan looked at Sasori with confusion. Deidara stopped eating and slowly looked up at Sasori.
“What did wewe say un?”
Sasori smiled as his plan was working, “Art is meant to stand the test of time and symbolize a person is so they can be immortalized.” Deidara began to tremble with anger.
“Art,” Deidara gave Sasori an icy glare, “Is a beauty that is meant to last for a single moment so that the artist’s senses don’t dull and he can have reason to create greater art un.”
So this argument went on for quite a while. Hidan fell asleep with his head resting in the chakula on his plate as Kakuzu’s eyes were wide with rage from listening to them go on and on. He nudged Hidan and whispered for him to grab whatever chakula he can and take it with them to supplement the cost of the pie they brought.
Fifteen dakika after Kakuzu and Hidan left, Deidara had noticed they were gone and realized what Sasori had done. “I can’t believe wewe ruined the whole night un.”
Sasori got up. “I’ll make it up to you.”
Deidara rolled his eyes. “Yeah. How?”
Sasori smiled deviously, “Well since we are alone we could do,” Sasori whispered into Deidara’s ear, “Certain fun stuff.”
Deidara smiled at that idea.
Deidara looked over at Sasori nervously from the jikoni in their room, “Just making something for chajio, chakula cha jioni later un.”
Sasori inspected the stove, “That’s a rather large portion of chakula considering wewe are the only one of us that has to eat.”
Deidara stopped cooking and turned around. “Are wewe implying I eat too much un?”
“No not at all,” Sasori back tracked nervously, “It’s just wewe have been behaving rather oddly today since wewe haven’t blown anything up.”
“Well I know it bothers wewe so I decided to take a break from exploding things today un,” Deidara replied.
Sasori stared at Deidara, “The fact that it bothers me isn’t a reason wewe would avoid blowing things up. If anything it makes wewe want to create bigger explosions. What’s going on?”
Deidara avoided eye contact, “Fine. I invited Hidan and Kakuzu over to eat chajio, chakula cha jioni with us un.”
Sasori’s eye twitched a little. “If I wanted to spend time with people I wouldn’t kill them and turn them into puppets.”
“Well I already invited them and they are bringing a pie that Kakuzu bought,” Deidara smiled deviously, “You know how Kakuzu is when it comes to him having to pay for something.”
Sasori thought for a moment. Kakuzu will be here all night until he feels like he has gotten every penny’s worth of that pie. Sasori stormed his way back to his puppet workshop and began working on the puppet again. He began to ponder how to get out of this dinner.
An saa later Kakuzu and Hidan arrived. Hidan set the pie down on the meza, jedwali which a slice had clearly been taken out of it. Kakuzu examined it, “Did wewe take a slice of this pie Hidan?”
Hidan glared at him, “I didn’t touch your f****** cheap punda pie.” Deidara walked into Sasori’s workshop to get him.
Kakuzu looked at Hidan’s scythe and noticed crumbs of pie crust and filling on the edges of it. “Liar! wewe better pay me back for that missing slice. I want credit for buying a whole pie!”
Deidara walked out of the workshop with Sasori’s core in one hand and his puppet body in the other. Hidan and Kakuzu stopped arguing to notice what was going on.
“What the f*** happened to Pinocchio?”
Deidara put Sasori’s core back in his body as he sat him down at the table. “He tried to get out of chajio, chakula cha jioni kwa hiding his core in one of the other puppets un.” Sasori’s body came to life and Deidara gave him a stern look. “They are our Marafiki un. Try to get along with them.” Deidara kissed Sasori on the cheek and went to finish up dinner.
Kakuzu sat down inayofuata to Sasori as Hidan helped Deidara. Kakuzu grinned. “How pathetic! wewe are older than he is, smarter than he is, and stronger than he is yet he is running things around here.”
Sasori looked over at Kakuzu, “Are wewe telling me wewe actually wanted to buy that pie and come over here?”
Kakuzu frowned, “No, but in the end I’ll get what I want. wewe see the trick is to let the other person win on trivial things, and wewe turn it around to get what wewe want on the big issues. The financial issues.”
Meanwhile Deidara was talking to Hidan, “I feel a little guilty in tricking Sasori into this dinner.”
Hidan looked at him, “The only reason wewe should feel guilty is wewe did a s*** job of it. A master like me never gets caught. Kakuzu thinks he is in charge because he makes the f****** money, but I know all his hiding places for that s*** around our room. I even alter his check book so the numbers add up.”
Deidara was surprised, “Wow Hidan. You’re not nearly as big an idiot as everyone says un.”
Hidan smiled, “Why thank you,” then he thought about it for a moment, “Hey wait a minute!”
The four of them finally gathered around the meza, jedwali and began filling up their plates. Sasori looked around and began contemplating a way to end this night before it goes on. Sasori then got an idea.
“You know something. Art is an eternal beauty.” Kakuzu and Hidan looked at Sasori with confusion. Deidara stopped eating and slowly looked up at Sasori.
“What did wewe say un?”
Sasori smiled as his plan was working, “Art is meant to stand the test of time and symbolize a person is so they can be immortalized.” Deidara began to tremble with anger.
“Art,” Deidara gave Sasori an icy glare, “Is a beauty that is meant to last for a single moment so that the artist’s senses don’t dull and he can have reason to create greater art un.”
So this argument went on for quite a while. Hidan fell asleep with his head resting in the chakula on his plate as Kakuzu’s eyes were wide with rage from listening to them go on and on. He nudged Hidan and whispered for him to grab whatever chakula he can and take it with them to supplement the cost of the pie they brought.
Fifteen dakika after Kakuzu and Hidan left, Deidara had noticed they were gone and realized what Sasori had done. “I can’t believe wewe ruined the whole night un.”
Sasori got up. “I’ll make it up to you.”
Deidara rolled his eyes. “Yeah. How?”
Sasori smiled deviously, “Well since we are alone we could do,” Sasori whispered into Deidara’s ear, “Certain fun stuff.”
Deidara smiled at that idea.
