A/N: I was watching an AMV with Deidara and Sakura and one scene got me thinking. What if Deidara saw the whole exchange between Sakura and Sasuke when they were Genin and Sasuke was leaving the Village? What would happen? So, this is what I came up with. I know I kind of make Deidara out to be a pedophile here, but, I estimated that his age in Shippuden was around his early 20's, and we know from the episode after Kakashi takes Naruto back from fighting Sasuke, and when first see Zetsu and the others figures of the Akatsuki as hollagrams that Deidara is with them at that point, so, I'm guessing he's around 19 there. So, it's not that big of an age difference. Anyways, please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters here, sorry.

Deidara watched from above as the pink haired girl confessed her love to the Uchiha. He saw emerald eyes fill with tears as the rookie kunoichi begged the boy to stay. Watching from his perch on his clay bird, he saw the boy stop his walking, before disappearing in an impressive speed for a new ninja and reappearing behind the girl. With his heightened hearing, he heard him utter two words.

“Thank you.”

When those words were uttered, he raised his hand, and hit the pressure point on the back of the pink haired girl’s neck, knocking her unconscious. The Uchiha boy then stepped over the fallen body, and continued on his way down the path, leaving the girl lying on the ground. As soon as he was out of sight, Deidara started his descent. He landed his bird a few feet away from the fallen girl; Sakura was her name if the other boy knew what he was talking about. For some reason, Deidara didn’t think that name suited her. Cherry Blossoms. Obviously in reference of her hair color. But, her eyes were more special then her odd colored hair, and if Deidara was the artist he prided himself to be, he would have named her Kora, for the goddess of spring, and exactly what her eyes reminded him off. He knelt down and brushed some of her flower colored hair out of her face, gazing at the closed lids of her beautiful eyes. He wanted to gaze into them, but, he knew that she wouldn’t be opening them until morning at least. With a sigh, he picked her up, and marveled at how light she was, before walking over to the stone bench, and sitting down, holding her in his lap. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. If the others in Akatsuki saw him they would mock him until no tomorrow. Kisame would crack love jokes, while Hidan would mercilessly make fun of him until he blew him up, landing him in trouble with Leader, and Tobi, god that idiot Tobi, would try to ‘defend’ him by saying something like ‘Sempai’s in love, leave him alone!’, which wouldn’t help matters in the least. And Sasori-no-danna, he would be the worst. Going on and on about wasting their time when he should have been gathering information on the Kyubbi container. Honestly, all he ever cared about were his puppets, something he called art.

Scoffing at that absurd idea of Sasori’s dolls actually being art, he brought his thoughts back to the girl he was holding in his arms. Another thing he didn’t need was Itachi calling his a pedophile. Then again, he was already an S-class criminal who has the death sentence in every nation, he might as well as pervert to the long list. Maybe he could take her back with him to HQ. Then again, that would cause a problem in itself. Even for a young girl, she was uncommonly pretty, and no doubt would be beautiful as she got older, and if he took her back to base, she would cause an unwelcome stir amongst the others. The Akatsuki may be feared by all, but, in short, they were all still men who haven’t been with a woman since joining, a very hard thing indeed. Even Hidan, the supposed priest of Jashin, had uncontrollable needs. Deidara knew that if he brought her back with him, he would have to fight very hard to keep her for himself, and he wasn’t so arrogant to know that some of the members, Itachi, Zetsu, and Kakuzu came to mind, were stronger than him and could take him out without a problem. Though, he doubted the first two would want the girl for themselves, but Kakuzu would probably take her from him, and after he was done with her, sell her to the slave trade for a large sum. So, all in all, taking her back with him would be a very bad idea.

Another option would be to leave the Akatsuki, and hide somewhere out West, in the uncharted lands, probably run an art shop with her at his side. He never wanted to join the Akatsuki in the first place, so leaving had its perks. But, it would also be very difficult. The only member to have gone AWOL and live was Orochimaru, and he was still being hunted 24/7, and the snake man always had to be on the move, and Deidara didn’t want to do that at all. Leaving the organization was another bad idea.

His mind came up with another option. He could take her to a civilian village that the Akatsuki ruled, and visit her anytime, while keeping her safe from the other members, not to mention he wouldn’t be killed for desertion. That was probably the best idea itself. Smiling with uncontrollable glee, he looked down at the sleeping girl, and with that movement alone his smile washed off. He wouldn’t be able to take her and expect her to love him back. She would hate being taken from her home, and in turn hate him for doing it. He knew what it was like. He was taken from his home by the Akatsuki, and as such, hated most of them because of it. Another matter was that he was a criminal, and if anyone found out about her, they would use her to get to him, something he would never allow. He knew he couldn’t take her, even he wanted to. Even as a criminal, he still had a heart, and without even meaning too, this young green eyed girl lodged herself inside it. With an unhappy sigh, he stood up, and laid her on the stone bench.

He contemplated giving her his cloak to keep her warm, and decided her would. Draping the clothing over her body he tucked it snuggly around her body, but, stopped his actions, when her small hand grabbed his own.

“Don’t leave me.” She whispered in her sleep.

Deidara knew she was talking about the Uchiha boy, thinking he was him. That thought alone angered him. Those damn Uchiha’s got everything! Jealously overcame his body, and he knelt down on one knee, so he was face to face with the girl.

“I’ll come back for you love. And, I’ll make him pay for making you cry, un.” He whispered to the girl, and leaned forward, capturing her soft lips in a gentle kiss.

He was overjoyed when she unconsciously returned his kiss in her sleep. He drew back slightly, and gazed at her, his warm breath dancing across her face.

“I will come back, I promise, un.” He whispered, and stood.

When he got back to his bird, he looked back at her sleeping form, and noted that his cloak looked good on her. With a small smile, he jumped back on his clay creation, and took off to the skies and flew out of the village, toward where his master was waiting.

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Sakura shot up, wide awake.

“SASUKE-KUN!” She shouted, breathing heavily, not even noticing the cloak with the red clouds pool on her lap.

“Hey, are you alright? You really shouldn’t sleep out here, it’s cold, and you never know what might happen.” Kotetsu said, walking down the road with a tall pile of files in his hands.

Izumo looked from behind his best friends back, and at the pink haired Genin on the stone bench. However, his gaze feel upon the black cloak with the red clouds printed on it, and his breath caught in his throat.

“That cloak, where did you get it?” He asked in a rushed voice, and it was only then that Sakura noticed the warm clothing on her person.

She picked it up in her hands, and began smoothing it out. When she got to one of the clouds, she gasped in surprise. She shakily outlined the design, her mind racing.

In a whispered voice she spoke the single word, “Akatsuki.”

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Sasori watched from inside his puppet as his partner circled the sky, before diving down in a swift, graceful landing. As soon as the bird hit the ground, the blond criminal jumped off with a satisfied smirk.

“You’re late. You know I hate it when people take up my time.” The puppet master growled out in a gravely voice.

“Yeah, yeah, I know, un. You have no patience danna!” Deidara said with a smirk still on his face.

“Did you see anything of interest or not?” Sasori snapped, his patience and anger already at breaking point.

Sensing the danger he was in, Deidara quickly came up with a solution for his lack of information.

“Send Zetsu to scout out the surrounding area. Itachi’s little brother went AWOL last night, and the Hokage will most likely send out a team to search for him. And I’ll bet both my arms that one of the ninja on that team is none other than our Kyubbi container.” He replied, hoping he was right.

Sasori accepted his answer, and with a single hand sign, the blond pyromaniac shrank his bird, and made a small explosion out of it, admiring the fleeting bright colors. The two began making their way toward the Sand border in silence, and it was 15 minutes before Sasori broke it.

“Did you find anything else of interest?” He asked.

Deidara’s smirk widened.

“Why yes, yes I have.”

Well, what do you think? Okay, I admit it, I portrayed most of the Akatsuki as perverts here, but, can you blame me? It just seems to fit with this story. Please note everyone that this is a one-shot, and I intend to keep it as just that. I have too many In-Progress stories that need finishing before I even think of starting a new on going story. Let me finish at least 2 of my current In-Progress stories before I go on with another. Thanks! Review please!

Also, I'm working on the next chapter of Kakashi's New Children, along with Blood's Moon, Of Female Persuasion, and To All Our Alcholic Drinks, so, it should be done within a few days. I'm trying to make them longer!