A/N: Here is chapter four I may repeat myself but thanks to everybody who takes the time to read and review this fict ! You all make my day
In case you didn't know, Naruto doesn't belong to me XD
Free Me by Matty MacGregor Devory
All the stares fell on Deidara who was sitting beside me. His expression changed and he began to panic.
"W-what! Why me, un!"
"Do you see anyone else who's capable of doing it?"
"But…" he hesitated and stared at the floor. "Couldn't we use a boy who is already there, un?"
"Orochimaru can see through any jutsu. He'd find out right away"
"He'll know right away that I'm part of Akatsuki, un!"
"No." I said to him. "He's never seen you."
He was about to retort but saw that it was useless and lowered his head while sighing.
"Why not Itachi-kun, un?"
The young man in question threw a death glare at him.
"He'd recognize me right away. He's already met me."
Deidara sighed once again.
"Fine, fine, un… I'll do it…! But I don't want to stay there all alone in the village with that pervert, un!"
"Sasori and Zetsu will accompany you. And we'll send Itachi and Kisame if you have any problems," Leader said and signaled for us to leave.
Once we were outside, my partner began complaining how it was unfair and that all the bad things always happened to him. I understood him a bit. I wouldn't have liked being in his place.
"Deidara, you have no choice, You, and you alone, are the only one that is about the standards of Orochimaru."
He pouted and looked disapointed.
"I thought you'd agree with me, Sasori-danna, un."
"I didn't say that I wasn't agreeing with you. It's sad that everything falls on you, but you are the only one who looks young enough not to attract attention. And anyways, you're the only one that Orochimaru hasn't met."
He sighed and shook his head.
"I understand, un."
"You don't have to worry. You won't be alone."
What I said seemed to reassure him.
The hidden village of Rain was a 4 days trip by foot from our headquarters. We profited from the time to concoct a plan. It was nothing complicated, but we couldn't neglect the smallest detail. The life of Deidara could be in danger if we did.
We separated at the entrance of the village. My young companion was nervous. He was dressed in the kimono that he'd been wearing when Kisame had found him in the forest, a few months ago and he had done up his hair in an odd manner. I wouldn't be able to know that he was 20 and not 15 the way he looked. Or was he really 15 years old and had lied? Anyway.
He threw me an uncertain glance. I could read the fear in his eyes. He must've been thinking of the old mission like this that'd taken a turn for the worst. But this time would be different. He wasn't alone. Zetsu reassured him the best he could and I was happy just to stay silent. I didn't know what to say.
A few minutes later, he left in the opposite direction as us. An odd feeling bothered me and I guessed that it was worry. I was afraid for Deidara's safety, but I couldn't think of anything to do about it. He'd accepted the mission and had to finish it. I knew that he'd succeed.
Zetsu and I decided to stay in a poor inn at the other side of the village. Few visitors passed by there, reducing the risks that someone would recognize us.
The first part of the mission consisted of gaining information. It was Deidara's part. He was to discreetly raise questions in order to know as much as possible about what Orochimaru did. We had decided that in one week I would visit him so that he could tell me what he'd learned. The continuation of the mission would depend on that. If we had a precise date for the arrival of my former companion, we had to warn the other members of Akatsuki. If not, we were to arrange ourselves to know where his headquarters or what his plans were. If, at the end of one month, there was no news, we would return to the Akatsuki Headquarters and that would mean that our spy had lied.
From our side, the first day passed quickly. We'd explored the village to have the advantage of knowing the terrain in case of a fight. We had also collected information on ninja that lived there to avoid conflict between us. No one seemed to recognize us. To the eyes of the people who passed by, we were probably only two tourists that were a bit strange.
"Hey old man, do you think that blondie will be ok?" Zetsu asked me once we'd returned to the inn.
I groaned. I'd well approached 50 years old, I hated being called that.
"Yes," I answered simply, hoping to have peace and quiet after.
"You're sure? He didn't seem very confident earlier."
"Would you feel confident in his place?"
I didn't answer and merely shrugged my shoulders. I believed that he'd leave me alone, but he began speaking again.
"What is there between you two, truthfully?"
I stopped walking and looked him straight in the eyes. His stare could have made anyone run, but not me.
"What did you say?"
"What sort of relationship do you have, you and him?"
"There's nothing between us, if that's what you want to know," I declared and I began walking again.
"That's not what I heard…"
"I don't know what you may have heard, it was totally false."
"Why do you want to know anyways?"
He didn't answer me.
"I don't think that Deidara's interested in you. He isn't the type to appreciate those who don't respect him."
He didn't speak to me again the rest of the night and it was a good thing.
If I could have slept, the question that Zetsu had asked me would have kept me waked. Because I had nothing better to do, I began asking myself why he'd asked that question. I was almost certain that he was attracted to Deidara, but I couldn't see why he was obliged to consider me as an obstacle. I then came to asking myself why Zetsu believed that there was something between Deidara and I. He was my companion that I could count on and that I would've given my life for. Nothing more. I didn't find him particularly attractive or interesting. He was kind and serviceable, I couldn't deny that.
The week passed quickly enough. I always found something someway or another to occupy myself. Zetsu passed his days in the village, as he preferred being outside than in the security of the inn. It was better like that, as we could avoid quarrelling.
The day of my meeting with Deidara came. I wasn't able to say why, but I was apprehending what I risked learning. I apprehended seeing him again even more. I had been worried for 5 days. I asked myself what state he was in.
I walked towards the place where he was, replaying the plan in my head. He didn't have the right to leave the territory of the whore house so I had to enter it normally and not infiltrate it like an S-Class Criminal Ninja. I had to pretend to be a man in search of a young boy. I found this role disgusting and would've preferred leaving it to Zetsu. Unfortunately, Deidara had insisted that it be me to come and I was unable to refuse him.
The place seemed to be a tidy and ordinary house. The terrain was fenced and guarded; probably so the things that went on inside weren't visible to the world.
I was slightly nervous but no one would've been able to know. I approached the door with a resolute expression. A ninja stopped me, stared at me for a long moment, and then let me enter. If I'd used a jutsu to modify my appearance he probably would have killed me. At least, he would have tried.
In front of me stretched a long corridor with multiple doors, then stairs at the end. I hesitated, not knowing what direction to take. A man in his 30s seemed to appear out of no where and began walking towards me, smiling like an idiot. He didn't seem dangerous so I held back. He took my hand in his and shook it energetically.
"Hello, and welcome! Tell me what you want and I'll do my best to get it for you!"
I was surprised by his joyous attitude. You would've thought him to be a waiter who brought a menu to you in a restaurant instead of a dirty man who used children to make profits. He seemed to notice my discomfort and smiled.
"Don't be shy! What kind of boy do you like?"
I had no trouble in giving a description of Deidara:
"Long blonde hair, slightly feminine, smiling and with a dark look."
He stopped smiling and looked a bit more stressed.
"We have a young boy that corresponds to your criteria… But you risk not appreciating him."
"He is pretty but he had an accident and is missing an eye… It doesn't show much anyways… But he's also very vulgar and he always fights back, so I keep him for clients that seem less great than you."
"It's fine with me, it's him I want."
"I wouldn't want you to think that we offer bad merchandise…"
"I'll go elsewhere then."
I was about to leave but he grabbed me violently by the arm. I had to control myself so I didn't hit him.
"Okay, don't leave! I only wanted to warn you…! I'll go find him. Don't move!"
He let go of my arm and disappeared behind a door. I couldn't help but sigh. I'd been afraid that he would insist on me having someone else. The man returned with Deidara, his hand holding Deidara's arm roughly and he seemed to be threatening him. Deidara wasn't really listening and had a surprised expression when he saw me. The man let him in front of me.
"Here. He meets your expectations I hope, sir?"