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"Why doesn't he just give up?" Sasori asked desperately once he was sure Deidara had left. "If he would just give up, I wouldn't have to hurt him like this." The puppet master's feelings of despair began weaving themselves into anger and fury. "It's his fault," he screamed, "He's forcing me to be this way." Sasori spun around, angrily swiping all of his projects and tools off of his workbench. Some vials hit the wall, shattering and the red liquid inside oozed down the wall like streams of blood. Despite his outburst, Sasori felt no relief from his bottled up feelings. The anger ceased, returning to pain and sadness. He slumped against the wall, sliding into a sitting position and hugging his knees to his chest. "Why doesn't he just give up?" he whispered, almost pleading for an answer.
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"He loves me, he loves me not…" Deidara mumbled as the last petal floated gently towards the ground. He sat holding a petaless stem, all of it's beauty ripped away mercilessly. "What the hell can I do to convince him?" Deidara huffed. "What could have happened to him to make him think he can't love?" Deidara was shaken when he heard the heavy thud of something hit a wall followed by the screaming of inaudible words. A new swell of emotions gripped him. "Did…did I piss him of that much? Does he hate me that much?" Deidara pinched the bridge of his nose, willing the wetness in his eyes to dissipate. No more tears for him. I won't be weak.
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Sasori sighed as he cleaned of the mess of poisons on the wall. He was trying to think of a design for a new puppet…anything to keep his mind off of his fellow artist. He neatly arranged his tools back on the workbench and slipped a group of screwdrivers back into a drawer where they belonged. With his work complete, he quietly plodded across the room to his bed and carelessly flopped down. He spent the next several hours staring at the ceiling.
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"Deidara? What exactly are doing sitting in the hallway?"
Deidara faked a smile and rubbed the back of his neck. "Danna kicked me out of the room again."
"Oh…well come with me. I have something to discuss with you." Deidara silently rose from his place on the floor and followed Pein down the hall to his office. Once the duo passed through the door, Konan slid it closed with a soft click. "Have a seat, please." The blonde bowed his head politely and sat down in a chair across from the auburn haired man.
"As you know, every three months each set of partners gets a week vacation time to get out of this place. Tomorrow, yours and Sasori's vacation time will begin. I would suggest that the both of you actually go somewhere and relax instead of him holing up in the room and you being stuck in the hallway. Understand?" Deidara nodded. But how on earth am I going to convince Sasori-Danna to go somewhere…let alone with me.

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"Why doesn't he just give up?" Sasori asked desperately once he was sure Deidara had left. "If he would just give up, I wouldn't have to hurt him like this." The puppet master's feelings of despair began weaving themselves into anger and fury. "It's his fault," he screamed, "He's forcing me to be this way." Sasori spun around, angrily swiping all of his projects and tools off of his workbench. Some vials hit the wall, shattering and the red liquid inside oozed down the wall like streams of blood. Despite his outburst, Sasori felt no relief from his bottled up feelings. The anger ceased, returning to pain and sadness. He slumped against the wall, sliding into a sitting position and hugging his knees to his chest. "Why doesn't he just give up?" he whispered, almost pleading for an answer.
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"He loves me, he loves me not…" Deidara mumbled as the last petal floated gently towards the ground. He sat holding a petaless stem, all of it's beauty ripped away mercilessly. "What the hell can I do to convince him?" Deidara huffed. "What could have happened to him to make him think he can't love?" Deidara was shaken when he heard the heavy thud of something hit a wall followed by the screaming of inaudible words. A new swell of emotions gripped him. "Did…did I piss him of that much? Does he hate me that much?" Deidara pinched the bridge of his nose, willing the wetness in his eyes to dissipate. No more tears for him. I won't be weak.
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Sasori sighed as he cleaned of the mess of poisons on the wall. He was trying to think of a design for a new puppet…anything to keep his mind off of his fellow artist. He neatly arranged his tools back on the workbench and slipped a group of screwdrivers back into a drawer where they belonged. With his work complete, he quietly plodded across the room to his bed and carelessly flopped down. He spent the next several hours staring at the ceiling.
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"Deidara? What exactly are doing sitting in the hallway?"
Deidara faked a smile and rubbed the back of his neck. "Danna kicked me out of the room again."
"Oh…well come with me. I have something to discuss with you." Deidara silently rose from his place on the floor and followed Pein down the hall to his office. Once the duo passed through the door, Konan slid it closed with a soft click. "Have a seat, please." The blonde bowed his head politely and sat down in a chair across from the auburn haired man.
"As you know, every three months each set of partners gets a week vacation time to get out of this place. Tomorrow, yours and Sasori's vacation time will begin. I would suggest that the both of you actually go somewhere and relax instead of him holing up in the room and you being stuck in the hallway. Understand?" Deidara nodded. But how on earth am I going to convince Sasori-Danna to go somewhere…let alone with me.