"Be careful out there, Sasori," Itachi said.
     "Same to you," replied Sasori.
     "Keep an eye on the little girl, Sasori," said Kisame, "she might get fwightened."
     Deidara fought to keep his temper down as Kisame and Itachi walked off.  He turned around to see Sasori several paces ahead of him already.  Deidara caught up with him and looked at him.
     "Danna, un?"
     "Hmmm?"
     "Are we going to be...all by ourselves out here, yeah?"
     "Yes, untill we reach the ANBU Troops."
     "Oh, yeah," replied Deidara.  He didn't know why, but every time Deidara looked at Sasori, he got this powerful sensation, and he didn't think it was a good one to have.  
     They walked in complete silence, accept for the frequent "shhhh!" and "quiet" that came from Sasori.  Deidara kept tripping over roots and such and making to much noise for Sasori's liking.  
     After almost five hours of walking and the many "I'm tired, can we rest for a while?" complaints from Deidara, Sasori stopped.
     "We will rest here for a while, then continue," Sasori explained.
     They sat down under a tree together and Sasori started to hum a merry tune.  Deidara was deep in thought.  He had fought many battles, but none against ANBU Troops.  They were some of the toughest opponents and the "security" division.  And, on top of that, they had no idea how many there were.
     After a while, Deidara figured it would do no good worrying right now, and turned to look at Sasori.  Sasori was laying on his back on the ground with his shirt and cloak thrown aside.  Deidara thought something was odd about Sasori.  He leaned in for a closer look.  
     "Enjoying the veiw?" Sasori asked with a glare.  After reading Deidara's expression, he explained about his special art.  He told Deidara that he was a Puppet Master and he collected people and turned them into his form of art, puppets.  He then went on to say that he had turned himself into a work of art so that he would be eternal, and that the only human part of him left was his heart.  He explained that he had a coil inside him that was drenched in a poison that would cause imense pain to the victim it shot through untill the victim died.  
     "Wow, I never thought anyone could do something like that, un.  If I tried to turn myself into my form of art, I would have to kill myself, yeah," Deidara said.
     "Hmmm...time to move," Sasori said as he got up and put his shirt and cloak back on.  Deidara followed and they walked the rest of the day in complete silence (accept for the frequent stumbles from Deidara who was used to flying and not walking).  When nightfall came, Deidara started to build a fire.
     "Don't," Sasori said.
     "Why, un?"
     "If there are any enemies out, they will be drawn to the fire."
     "Oh, yeah."
     The ate bread that Sasori pulled out of his pack for their meal, pulled out their sleeping bags, pulled on their night cloths, and went to sleep.  

    "Wake up, gaki."
     "Un?" Deidara looked up into the face of Sasori who was standing over him already dressed.
     "It's time to leave, we've overslept," Sasori said already walking off.  Deidara got up, packed his sleeping bag, out on his cloak and ran to catch up with Sasori.  The problem was, Sasori was no where to be seen, and, Deidara realized, Sasori had walked off without his pack.  Deidara went back and got the pack and ran in the direction Sasori had gone.  
     He ran for almost ten minutes and saw no sign of Sasori.  Then he heard something in the bushes to the left.  He froze and looked around. He stuck his hands into his clay bag and began chewing up some clay. He started to creep up on the bushes when he thought he heard laughing.  He got up right infront of the bush and stood up suddenly.
     "Show yourself," Deidara said.  The bushes stopped moving.
     "I'm warning you, If you don't show yoursel-ooooooofh!"
     Deidara found himself pinned to the ground from behind.  He struggled to get free but his captor held him in a firm grip.
     "Stop moving and I'll let you up," said his captor.  Deidara froze.  Suddenly he saw the flash of a blade and he started thrashing again.  
     "Be still, damn it!"
     Deidara, tiring from his efforts to escape, became still once more.  He felt the blade slice his cheek.
     "Ouch! What the hell!?" He yelled.
     "Relax, I'm just taking a...erm...blood sample."
     His captor allowed him to get up, and Deidara whirled around to see Sasori licking the blade of the knife that he had cut Deidara with.
     "What the hell do you think your doing, un?" Deidara said rubbing his cheek.
     "I wanted to see how you would do in an ambush. You scare to easily," Sasori said.
     "I-I wasn't scared, un. I knew it was you all along and I just didn't want to hurt you, yeah," Deidara said with a goofy smile.
     "Mmm-hmm," responded Sasori as he started to walk off again.  Deidara stayed right next to Sasori, determined that he wasn't going to lose him again, or get tackled for that matter.