Burden (Obito x Deidara) (TobiDei)

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Deidara's POV
"Sasori No Danna" I yelled out as I walked around the big cave, confused as to the layout. Why do our caves have to be so large? It makes it hard to find any of the Akatsuki members.

"Sasor-" I was stopped by a similar figure who towered over me. I looked up to see Hidan, who smirked as he looked down on me. "Deidara..." he said as he smiled charmingly. "Hidan...I prayed you were dead but you are here still...great" I said nonchalantly as I walked past him, avoiding much talk with him. "Hey hey that's fucking rude," he said in a loud groan as I continued walking through the cave. Hidan had been a red flag since the first time we had all physically assembled. I had recently joined the Akatsuki, which I had done out of losing a fight. It doesn't matter since here I could use my powers freely. I looked down at the palm of my hands, noticing the mouths twitching without my control.

My body is still not used to this forbidden jutsu.

"Hey! Wait up," Hidan said while he jogged behind me. "What?" I turned around and looked at him annoyed, what does this freak want from me? "Deidara are you sure you are a guy? We...don't mind if you are a girl" Hidan said as he pushes back a strand of my hair back behind my ears, recreating some random romantic scene from a novel. I narrowed my eyes as I look at him, wondering if he is actually serious.

I had never seen my parents before as they had died in the war shortly after I was born, my mother was said to be beautiful enough to almost be married to a Hokage from another village, but then she died while fighting for mine. Nothing was said much about my dad, but from what I have gathered I had inherited my mother's good looks. Soft blonde hair, a sharp jawline, blue eyes and shaped eyebrows. I could be misgendered at times, but I take no offence to it. But now, I do. I take offence to it because it is Hidan who is misgendering me.

"I am not a woman," I said, gritting my teeth. "Why don't we find out hm?" Hidan smirked as his hand reach out towards me. I quickly jumped back, distancing myself from the psychotic Jashin follower, but his eyes almost seemed pleased with my movement. "Fuck off.." I said, unconsciously making my voice deeper, perhaps as proof of my masculinity. "Doesn't religion prohibit intercourse or something?" I asked, but Hidan gave me an odd look. "My religion is mainly sacrificial" He replied simply as he shrugged.

"Hidan...stop it"

A groggy voice said out loud as the big framed Kakuzu stepped out of the shadows, restraining Hidan. "Horny bastard.." Kakuzu said quietly as he grabbed Hidan by his robe collar and lifted him up, walking away with the boy. "K-kakuzu what the fuck?" He yelled as the big man carried him out effortlessly as if grabbing an annoying cat to tame it. I let out a sigh as I finally escape Hidan who has been trying to get close to me, I continued looking for Sasori in this maze of a hideout. "Sasori?" I called out, as I looked in a few rooms. By luck I had finally opened the door to the right room, Sasori is working on his newest puppet. "Are you deaf?" I exclaimed as I entered his room and leaned against his wall, crossing my arms in annoyance. Sasori turned his head towards me, the shell of his puppet still covering his true self. His eyes glared at me as they observed me, clearly, he is annoyed with me too. "We have a mission" I announced shortly, not wanting to stay too long in his presence. "Konan had just informed me via-"

"I know" Sasori responded quickly as he turned away, continuing on with his work. "We will leave tomorrow.." Sasori said quietly, before gesturing me to walk out. As I walk out, the door behind me quickly slammed, noting that I was not wanted in his room.

"Fuck this..." I cursed under my breath as I went to my room, checking on the weapons and clay I have to ensure it was enough for the mission.

Just a few weeks ago I joined this organisation, the Akatsuki. Why did I join it? because I want to prove to them that my art is ultimate, supreme. Powerful, to say the least. I was a natural-born artist and it is fair to say the village never acknowledged my talents as an artist, I was used as a tool of assassination for my skills but regardless, I never received attention for the constant exclamation of my personal art. The forbidden jutsu was to achieve all of this, but ever since my involvement with the Leaf village has ended, I have been at peace.

But my mind always rushes back to the officer who would always give me food and drinks for the sake of survival. I was never struggling in the cell, though the chains which were bound to my feet were sticking into my skin and causing me pain, I never had a problem escaping. In fact, my escape was something I had planned, however, I happened to be lucky. In the midst of all the fighting, the number of cops surrounding my cell was insane, it is just so I don't escape. But somehow, an explosion had caused my cell to be blown open, a hole huge enough for my body created after all the unknown fighting from outside. With that, I had taken my chance to escape.

My hand involuntarily touched my lips as I thought of my spontaneous action with Obito. Why? He was technically my enemy? why did I feel compelled to do it? Perhaps I saw the pain in his eyes when he would look back at me, a hidden pain as if he is unsatisfied with something. Perhaps, there is something more to Obito Uchiha than what meets the eye.

Perhaps, there will be a day when we meet again?

"Deidara" Sasori banged on my door, shaking me out of my daydream and thoughts. "Let's go, we will start our mission now" Sasori mentioned briefly as I felt his presence gone the next second. I quickly grabbed my robe, along with my supplies. I grabbed onto my hair tie and tied my hair up, getting ready for the long days which will await me during these missions which I will now go on.

I am now a member, of the Akatsuki.