Chapter: Back

Chapter 2: Back

~ Sasori POV ~

I haven't been home all day, left Deidara alone. Is he worried? It's already quite late and I actually had to read something from my current favorite book in front of him. As I know him, he's already sleeping, so I'll have to postpone that until tomorrow. I'm jumping from branch to branch and I feel uncomfortable because today I am out and about without my doll, which I am usually in. The whole time I was in my favorite place on a big tree right next to a lake. It's a wonderful view, so I always stop there when I need rest or want to think. Up until now nobody knew about this place, it was my secret. But today Itachi discovered me there and I was somehow scared, for me it was always a place of calm where no one could find me. What has changed in one fell swoop. Luckily Kisame didn't see me, somehow he didn't seem to have been around either, I would have smelled that.I'm sure that he won't tell anyone about this place, maybe even visits it himself now and then, but I've known Itachi long enough and I'm sure that he will take advantage of it. Now I'm curious what to expect when I get home. I'm almost there and very excited, I've never left the blonde alone for so long. Hopefully he didn't blow anything up, if you're not careful he's just got nonsense on his head. Until now, I was his only caregiver. He likes the others too, but he still feels most comfortable with me, I've noticed that for a long time and it honors me. In the past, nobody wanted to have something great to do with me because I'm too calm and mostly just thinking or I have no emotions on my face because I'm almost like dolls. But it seems to me that no one has tried to figure out the intricacies, even the majority of the organization where I've spent half my life don't know, apart from Deidara.He's the only one who understands me and knows how I feel or what I think without having to say anything. And that's why I like the little one so much, of course he annoys me sometimes, quite often even, but that doesn't bother me. It's a great change and I annoy him now and then with my books. I'm also grateful that he doesn't tell it around because only with him do I seem a bit talkative and more open. I can always talk to him when I feel like it, even when he is asleep I sometimes talk to him full and he remembers that in his subconscious. This way I am spared unnecessary questions and can just start talking. Nobody knows except him and it should stay that way, after all, I have the image of the quiet doll freak. So I walk through the entrance fortress and the light illuminates my way. On the way to our room, which I share with Deidara, I am just hearing a strange smell in the third hallway and as a precaution I go up the stairs on the other side, it smelled considerably of Kisame and I don't have any on him or the others Lust.So now I'm standing in front of our room. By the way, I arranged it great, it was always part of the family with us, the artistic talent did its best, even if it led to arguments with Deidara again, in the end I won the argument and Deidara had to give in. He also likes art, that's something that unites us and welds us together. I think about something like that when I finally see him again at our door and hope that nothing has changed. So I silently press the door handle and slowly enter the room. It's dark and I recognize a figure on the bed. He's already sleeping, I actually thought so. I close the door behind me and slowly walk towards him. I see him blink for a moment and then I see his chest rise calmly and regularly. I brushed his cheek briefly and noticed that he was holding something in his hand; a book. So he thought of me, nice to know that he missed me.But don't worry again, I won't leave you alone for long. I think to myself when I finally run through his hair again and get ready for bed. I hardly lie in it than fall my eyes.