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DeidaraPov- Sasori handed me a tray with a smile. we got are chakula and sasori headed to a meza, jedwali i paid for my chakula and headed towards him, then I heard a smooth but complaintent voice. "Well hellow pretty boy." I turnd around to see a boy with long black hair, with deep red sharingan eyes (that could littarly stare in to your soul) and traced kwa little stress lines, he was pretty hansome, and not in a gay way, im not gay! "Um he-hi un" i alisema a little shakily. He tilted his head and gave a little smirk "well arnt u a little girly looking, huh so whats your name pretty boy." Errr i hate when...

Deidara ran into the room giggling fiercely. “What are wewe doing Deidara?” Sasori asked. Deidara just kept giggling. He ran onto Sasori’s kitanda and jumped behind him. A screaming Itachi could be heard running in the hall of the Akatsuki hideout. “What did wewe do to Itachi?”
“All I did was eat some of the mochi that he left out… and the dango and some okonomiyaki. And 3 takoyaki balls un.” Deidara opened his mouth wide and showed this two hands palms open inaonyesha Sasori his 3 mouths.
“I see.” Sasori didn’t even look up from the puppet he was working on.
“What are wewe doing...