So here's a chapter since the voting stalemate was finally broken. Yeah, apparently I can't even keep my NOT-gonna-update-schedule...

I refuse to have an author's note in the middle of a chapter, so be warned, there's an unmarked flashback in this chapter, because it's long, and I didn't want to have to Italicize it all- tried that once before, didn't like it.

So notice the Linebreak =-0-= Linebreak as that marks the flashback.

And I sort of apologize for chibi-Dei's overuse of 'un', but that was when he was small and before he learned moderation. (It was less of a verbal tic and more of an overwhelming compulsion at that point.)

Tsunade sighed and gave up on her paperwork, watching the roiling clouds outside. She had Deidara and Tobi safe within the walls of her home, but their family wasn't complete without Hidan.

It hurt her heart to think about everything he went through and how fucking helpless she was to do anything about it. The look of his skin bathed in blood, and all she could do was wash it away. Covered in cuts and wounds, and all she could do was dew him up and wrap him in bandages.

Hidan was fractured before her, and all she could do was put the pieces back together. She didn't know how to keep him from breaking.

She sighed and pushed up from the table, she needed a drink.

There was nothing to be done for Deidara's attitude as he took his temper out on his art. A sledge hammer came down on another ceramic figurine. "DAMN HIM, UN!" That stupid jerk Kakuzu was only going to make everything worse for Hidan!

It was bad enough Hidan had to deal with Sasori-danna when he was in school, and that was knowing that was with Sasori-danna being a friend undercover. But Kakuzu... It was all his fault! The sledge came down on another perfect copy of the money-greedy teen.

Deidara grabbed an armful of others he'd made and went outside into the brewing storm. This was one of the only times he was allowed to do something like this without it alerting the neighbors enough to call the cops. He strapped a Kakuzu to a small bottle rocket with another of his little projects, and shot it up into the air- where it proceeded to explode violently and rain ceramic shards down across the yard.

Deidara hissed when one of them flew back towards him and nicked his cheek. He raised his hand and wiped at it, his shoulders slumping at the vivid crimson staining the back of his hand. Hidan, un...

He crouched down and made another rocket to destroy his Kakuzu effigies, but his heart wasn't really in it.

Tobi busied himself around the kitchen, pulling down ingredients for the six different things he was making all at once. Three of them were more like experiments, but that was okay, because Hidan-sempai was always willing to try Tobi's food experiments.

Deidara-sempai more often than not, too, since Tsunade-sama could not cook. At all. So even if Tobi's food sometimes came out tasting weird- really, really weird, Tobi's family still tried it for him.

Hidan-sempai was going to be sad from being kept in his house all weekend, so Tobi would make him plenty to eat since he'd probably be hungry. His motions slowed as he poked at the sesame seed-crusted steak. Tobi hated it when Hidan-sempai was sad.

He hated it, but there was nothing he could do except try and cheer him up afterwards. So that's what Tobi would do, he'd cook and he'd draw and he'd paint; he'd do anything to make sure his precious people were happy, and maybe, if he succeeded, Tobi's loved ones would have real, true smiles for once, instead of the fake-happy ones they showed Tobi to try and keep him from worrying.

He nodded. Yes, Tobi would make them happy, no matter what.

Hidan curled up on his bed, body aching fiercely with a pain he couldn't control. Damn his father. Why did he have to be here? Why couldn't he have just disappeared for the weekend like he always did?

He couldn't get up, he couldn't make noise, he couldn't even get online to talk with the others with the risk of his father knocking down the door at any moment. It was in his best interests to lay as still as possible and try to heal what he could before the next week rolled around.

Thank Jashin Kakuzu had the stupid fucking egg.

He lifted his arm and flexed his fingers, feeling the bone grate against itself inside, a sluggish trickle of blood oozing down his wrist. Heal, damn you. Or... die, I don't fucking care which.

Without the others, without any freedom, the only thing he could do was cling to his memories and hope for the best. He snorted, like 'the best' had ever been in the cards for him.

He wished... in spite of the impossibility of wishing, in spite of how it wouldn't change anything, Hidan wished. He wished that he could go back to the beginning of it all. It was hard back then, too, but it was happier, too. He closed his eyes. I wish...

=-0-=

They stood in the park, being watched by other parents and children while they waited.

He ignored the stares, as he always did. The blonde sighed as she watched him, "He doesn't talk much, does he?"

His mother shook her head sadly, "No, he really doesn't. He's a very quiet child, and I've tried just about everything to pull him out of his shell."

"Well, Dei-chan should be getting out any minute now, why not set them up on a play date?"

Kagura nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Tsunade, I was hoping you would agree to that, but I thought I'd have to suggest it. He just doesn't get along very well with other children, and they don't seem to want to play with him."

He stifled a scoff and held her hand tighter, staring out at the street. A small blond exited the building, looking at the crossing guard before scampering across the street towards them, "Is that him?"

Tsunade stared down at him in surprise, "Um, yeah, that's him. How did you know? Everyone I've ever met has thought Deidara was a girl."

He shrugged and didn't answer. His mother sighed, "Hidan is very observant for a child." she knelt down in front of him, "Hidan-chan, I have to go to work now, will you please behave and listen to Tsunade-san for me?"

He looked at her searchingly, then released her hand and nodded, "Yes, Mother."

She gave a tight smile and ran a hand through his hair, "Tsu-chan is like family to me, Hidan-chan, there's no need to be so formal around her."

He nodded again, "I'll be fine with the old hag, Kaasan. Can't be much dif'rent than bein' alone, an' I'm used to that."

Tsunade twitched, "What did you call me, brat?"

He ignored her and gave his mother a kiss on the cheek. He watched her get in the car and drive off, and Tsunade sighed and reached for his hand. He wrenched himself from her grip, "I'm not an idiot, I c'n follow ya jus' fine without bein' lead around like a damn dog."

She twitched again, "Show some respect for your elders, brat, and don't curse."

"You have to earn respect, hag. No one but Kaasan has yet. And I'll say whatever the fuck I want."

"I can see why no one wanted to play with you."

"Like I care. Jus' more people ta ignore me. They all do, pretend I ain't even there, then stare when I ain't lookin'. You'll be no dif'rent, an' neither will he."

She surprised him by chuckling, "Prepare to be surprised, Hidan-kun, Dei and I have a way of doing the unexpected."

He scoffed and turned away, waiting for the boy to reach them. He waved when he got close, "Neechan, un!" he skidded to a stop on Tsunade's other side, "Who's that, un?"

"I'm right fucking here, bitch."

The chibi blond puffed out his cheeks, "I'm a boy, un!"

"Well you don't fucking look like it."

"Take that back, un!"

"Make me, bitch!"

With that, the blue eyed boy tackled him to the ground. They rolled around in the dirt, getting filthy. Small limbs flew and teeth were bared, "Take it back, un!"

An elbow found a blue eye, "No!"

Nails raked a pale cheek, "Yes, un!"

He landed a strong kick to the other child's stomach and shoved away from him, "I fucking said no!"

Sky blue eyes glared up at him and something was thrown at his face. He dodged expertly, but was thrown to the ground as an explosion went off behind him. Laughter sounded as he pushed himself up, "Take that, un!"

He spat out the dirt in his mouth as well as some blood, "What the fuck was that?"

"My art, un!"

Magenta eyes twinkled, "That was fucking awesome!"

Blue eyes sparkled back, "You think so, un?"

"Hell yeah, man! Seriously!"

Tsunade ran over and dropped down beside him, "Hidan! Dei, look what you did! You're bleeding, and your hair is all messed up, and sort of scorched. Dammit, Kagura-nee is going to kill me!" she sighed, "Come on, let's get you two home so I can patch you up. I'm so dead."

Hidan tried to stand and winced, "Damn, I think I fucked up my ankle." Deidara came over and helped him up, putting his arm over his shoulder and allowing him to lean on the blond. He gave the other boy a questioning glance, "Why the hell are you helping me?"

"Because you liked my art, un. Everyone else has always made fun of it, un. Even if you do think I'm a girl, un."

"Nah, I know yer a boy, but the hag said you wouldn't ignore me like all the other bastards do. I wanted proof, an' ya didn't."

"Why would I ignore you, un?"

"I look funny. People ain't supos'ta be so pale, an' they ain't supos'ta cuss. So they jus' pretend I ain't there."

"Bastards, un."

Hidan grinned at him, "My thoughts exactly! Name's Hidan. Hidan Yuu."

"Deidara Senju, un."

"Nice ta fuckin' meetcha, Dei."

"You, too, un!"

Tsunade shook her head and sighed, "Come on, you two. We have to get home so I can patch Hidan up, and hopefully trim his hair of those black parts. And if Kagura-nee or our parents ask, this never happened."

They both looked up at her with smiles on their scratched and scuffed faces, "Got it (un)!"

He sat apart from the other children, knowing that none of them wanted to play with him. They always called him things and pushed him down when he tried to play with them, and sometimes when he didn't.

So he stayed at his table alone and colored. He didn't know what he drew, and the teacher never checked or told him, but he thought they were pretty just the same, whatever they were. He hid his drawings, everyone made fun of them when he showed them, like when they called him things. So he didn't show anyone what he drew and he no longer tried to play with them, just staying at his table away from everyone else.

Suddenly his picture was no longer there, and he looked around to see one of the other children that called him things with it, "Give back. My pi'ture. Mine, I drew'd it!"

The kid turned it all different ways, "It doesn't look like nothing. It's stupid, jus' like you!" he said and threw the picture on the floor, stomping on it.

He threw himself from his chair, "No! Pi'ture! My pi'ture!"

"Oi! Fuck-head, didn't ya hear 'im? Give his fucking picture back!"

The boy shook his head, "No."

He looked up to see two new boys, one that had stuck up for him. The one that stuck up for him had silver hair like a shiny mirror and pink eyes, and the other one had light yellow hair and pretty blue eyes. Both of them smiled in a scary way when the boy that took his drawing didn't give it back. They looked at each other with their scary smiles and the one with pink eyes talked, "I warned 'im."

The blue eyed one nodded, "You did, un. I heard ya."

"You know what that means."

"Yep, un. It's ass-whippin' time, un!"

Both of the new boys threw themselves at the boy that had taken his drawing, the silver haired one throwing punches and kicks while the yellow haired one bit any area he could. The teacher came over, "What's going on here?!"

The two new boys both got off of the other one and pointed at him, "He started it (un)!" they said at the same time. The yellow haired one glared at the boy, "He stole his picture, un! We said to give it back and he wouldn't, un!"

The one with pink eyes crossed his arms and glared at the teacher, "Bastard had it comin'! They use ta' cut off the fuckin' hands of thieves, seriously."

The teacher shook her head, "No cursing, no taking things without permission, and no fighting! You all know the rules."

The yellow haired one raised his hand, "No yelling, un. Tha's a rule, too, un."

The teacher flinched back, "Er, I'm a grown-up so it doesn't count."

"Well, my father curses all the fucking time, and my mother doesn't give a damn, seriously. So you can't do shit to me."

She shook her head and pointed, "To the corner, all three of you! Ten minutes, for fighting and taking things without permission."

Pink eyes rolled, "It's called stealing, get a fucking dictionary."

He watched the pink eyed boy and the one that had taken his drawing head off to separate corners, the yellow haired one stopped and bent over for a second, then handed him back his picture, "Here ya go, un. Later, un!" he said and waved as he went to his own corner.

He watched them for the entire time of their time-out, picture hugged to his chest. As soon as the teacher let them go, they both came back over to him, "Hey, name's Hidan. This lil' bitch is Dei."

"Don't listen to 'im, un! I'm a boy, un!"

Hidan rolled his eyes, "I neva' said ya wasn't, I jus' said yer a bitch."

Blue eyes copied the motion, "Only girls are bitches, un."

"Nuh-uh. If girls can be bastards, then boys can be bitches, an' yer nothin' if not bitchy."

"Whatever, un. You're a dick, so it don't matter anyway, un."

Hidan smiled widely, "Exactly! Now yer gettin' it, Dei."

Another eye roll, "Oh, shut up, un." Dei turned to him, "So, can we see your picture, un?"

He was unsure if he should show them, but they had helped him, so he nodded and put it on the table for them to see. They both leaned over his shoulders to see, almost squishing him to the table to see the squiggly mass of colors. There wasn't a single bit of white on the whole sheet of paper, it was all covered in colorful swirls and zigzags. Hidan tilted his head, "Kick-ass! Er, what is it?"

He shrugged, not knowing himself. Deidara looked at him oddly for a moment then shrugged himself, "Doesn't matter anyway, un, still pretty."

Hidan nodded with another odd smile, "It's badass, whatever the fuck it is. Dei does that, too, makes shit that looks cool that ya don' know what the fuck it is."

"Yeah, un, but I like ta use clay."

"Fucking exploding clay."

"Tousan never notices any missing, un! And it's prettier when it doesn't last, un."

"I fucking agree with ya, already! Jashin! Hey, and my hair is almost all grown back, too."

Dei blushed and rubbed the back of his head, "Sorry again, un. But you did start it, un."

Hidan shrugged, "Yeah, I probably had that one fuckin' coming. Besides, that was when we first met. It's been a whole damn year, I forgive ya already, like I said the first six-hundred fuckin' times."

"Good thing Neechan is good at cutting hair, un."

"Seriously."

Dei jumped like he'd been shocked, "Duh, un! We fergot to ask your name, un!"

Hidan smacked his own forehead and looked to him, "I can't believe we fucking did that. So, what is your name?"

He shrugged, "Don't know."

Dei tilted his head, "How can you not know?"

Hidan started looking around, "Well, where's yer sticker?"

"Sticker?"

"Yeah, everyone gets a stupid-ass sticker with their name on it, so where's yers?"

He thought about it, then remembered, "Oh! Bag." he said, pointing under the table to his bag.

Hidan reached under and pulled out the black and red object, "Ooo... Ooo..." he sighed, "Dei, wha's this fucking word?"

The yellow haired boy squished him to the table to look over his other shoulder and Hidan's, "That's 'Uchiha', un."

The silver haired boy nodded, "Thanks. 'Tobi Uchiha'. Well, tha's simple enough, 'cept for that fucking last name. Easier than Dei's. Not as easy as mine, though."

Dei rolled his eyes, "Well it's hard to think of something much shorter than 'Hidan Yuu', un."

"It's fucking easier than 'Deidara Senju', that's for damn sure."

Dei -no, Deidara- turned back to him, "So you're Tobi, un."

He tilted his head, "Am?"

They both nodded, "Yep (un)!"

The bell rang that meant the day was over. Hidan grabbed his bag and Deidara picked up his picture, each of them grabbing one of his arms, "So, is anyone picking you up?"

He shook his head, "Uh-uh."

Hidan smiled again, "Fucking sweet! We're kidnappin' ya! Come on, Kaachan will be here any sec."

A pretty lady with white hair appeared at the door and crouched down as the three came over, "And who's this?"

"This is Tobi Uchiha. We're takin' 'im with us! He didn't even know 'is own fucking name, seriously!"

"Yeah, un, and that jerk over there was pickin' on him and stole his picture, un! Took his damn art, un! Oh, and we got in trouble, un."

"For beating the shit out of the asshat that took his drawing. Got sent to a fucking corner for ten minutes. Again. Seriously, a new school and already we're the p-p-pa... What's that word?"

The pretty lady smiled, "Pariahs, Hidan-chan?"

"Yeah, that one."

She smiled again and stood up, rubbing his head and taking Hidan's hand, "Alright then, little one, looks like you're coming with us."

He nodded and followed her, behind Hidan with Deidara trailing him, hands locked together. The lady put them in a red car with kiddy seats and drove for a while. They pulled up to a rectangle house and a yellow haired girl came out of the house, "Aneki! Dei-chan, Hi-chan!"

The pretty lady smiled again, "Hey, Tsunade-chan. We have a guest tonight. This is Tobi Uchiha. The poor dear apparently doesn't know his name, so we're going to help him out."

The girl stopped, "Oh, poor thing! Come here, Tobi, let's get you set up at the table with Hidan and Deidara."

The others followed as Tsunade carried him in the house and sat him at the table in the kitchen. She got out sheets of paper and crayons and set them at all five table places. He watched as the other two boys were settled in and given crayons, Hidan handed him one and the pretty lady and Tsunade sat down. Tsunade was right beside him, Hidan on his other side, Deidara on Hidan's other side and the pretty lady between Tsunade and Deidara. Tsunade bent down to him, "Do you know your name?"

He shook his head, "Don't know."

"You are Tobi. Tobi Uchiha. Say that for me please?"

"You are Tobi?"

She smiled and shook her head, "No. I'm Tsunade. Tsunade Senju. You are Tobi."

"You are Tobi."

She slapped her hand over her face, "Oi!"

Hidan was snickering, "Yer doin' it wrong."

"Well let's see you try it, little smartass."

"Fucking fine! I will." Hidan turned to him and pointed at him, "Tobi." he pointed at Tsunade, "Tsunade." he turned to Deidara, "Deidara." then the pretty lady, "Kagura." and finally himself, "Hidan. Now you try."

He went around the circle, "Tsunade-sama. Deidara-sama. Kagura-sama. Hidan-sama."

Hidan poked him in the chest gently, "Tobi."

The pretty lady, Kagura, smiled at him, "You don't have to be so respectful, Tobi. We did kidnap you, after all. Well, Deidara and Hidan did, anyway, I'm just an accomplice."

"Bitch! Guilt by as-as-association! You ain't throwing our asses under the bus!"

She held the back of her hand to her mouth to hide her giggles, "Oh, I suppose so. Guess I won't be able to turn you in for the reward money after all."

"Damn right! Jashin, woman, and you call yourself my mother!"

"Well, we could always call Tsunade your mother."

"Hell no! I get enough of her as it is!"

Tsunade pushed back from the table, "What was that, brat?!"

"You fucking heard me, hag! Or are you so old your hearing's going?"

"Smart-assed little bastard! Let me get my hands on you!"

"Go get your walker, grandma, I'll wait for you."

"Why you!"

Deidara sighed and shook his head, "Ignore them, un. How old are you, un?"

He counted on his fingers, "Five!"

"Yes, un! I just turned six! I'm no longer the youngest, un!"

"Six. Will be. Soon."

"Maybe, un. But soon isn't now, un."

Kagura giggled again, "Okay, okay, everybody settle down. Now, we all have our papers and pencils, or crayons as the case may be. Today we'll be writing our names. Fifteen repetitions. And another five for every misspell."

Hidan groaned and thumped his head on the table, "I hate when we do this."

"Spell 'purple'."

"P-U-R-P-L-E!" he shouted reflexively.

"You may hate it, Hidan-chan, but you can't deny that it's effective."

"Yes, Kaachan."

"Tsunade? Show Tobi, please."

She nodded and leaned over him, "This is what you need to write." her hand glided across the paper. 'My name is Tobi Uchiha.' she then wrote something else under it that he didn't recognize.

When Tsunade sat back Kagura nodded, "Print once, then once in cursive under it. Tobi, you may not be used to this, but it's just a fancy way of writing something. Trace it a few times and start writing."

He carefully traced over the special squiggles a few times until he thought he could do it. He kept saying it over and over in his head. 'Tobi is Tobi. Tobi Uchiha. Tobi is Tobi. Tobi Uchiha.'

After half an hour, Hidan and Deidara finished and they got out of their seats to look at his paper. Hidan read out loud, "Tobi is Tobi. Tobi Uchiha. Wow, nice job, seriously."

Deidara looked and nodded, "Yeah, un. I can read and write, but your cursive is great, un!"

Hidan groaned, "I can write fine, it's the fucking spelling that gets me. I have some trouble on the reading thing, too."

Tsunade looked over his work and rubbed his head, "Good boy, Tobi."

"Tobi is a good boy?"

Kagura looked herself and smiled at him, "Hai, Tobi is a very good boy." she clapped her hands together, "Okay, our work is done, and we've all done well, so now it's time for a treat!"

He watched Tsunade and Kagura hand out icecream bars to Hidan and Deidara, then Tsunade knelt in front of him, "Tobi, would you like vanilla, or chocolate?"

"Vanilla?"

She smiled at him, "Vanilla it is! Here you go. Good boy."

He took the treat with reverent fingers. Tobi is a good boy. Tobi is a good boy. He smiled as Deidara and Hidan threw their free arms over his shoulders, Hidan held out his bar, "I got cherry-vanilla, wanna trade a lick?"

"Yeah, un, I got chocolate. Tobi, wanna trade licks with us, un?"

A smile split his cheeks and he nodded, "Hai, Deidara-sempai, Tobi would like a lick!"

Hidan took a lick of his bar and gave it to him. He took one from his own icecream and passed it to Deidara, with the blue eyed boy doing the same with Hidan. When Hidan's icecream got back to him, he made a face, "I think I like mine best. Vanilla is too plain, but chocolate covered chocolate is just too fucking sweet for me."

"Who wants fruit in their icecream anyway, un?"

They both looked at him, waiting for his choice. He shrugged, "Tobi likes them all." then he smiled and hugged them both, "But Tobi likes Hidan-sempai and Deidara-sempai best!"

Hidan gave him one of his funny smiles, "Now that's what I'm fucking talkin' about! Screw the icecream, we got a new friend!"

"Totally, un!"

Tobi has friends. Tobi is a good boy. Tobi is not alone.

Tobi was waiting at his table the next day. He wiggled in place, not able to sit still. Will Hidan-sempai and Deidara-sempai come today?

There was a commotion out in the hall and the door burst open, hitting the wall with a bang, and a silver blur ran in the room, "See ya, hag!"

"Fucking brat!"

Hidan cackled. Deidara walked in behind him, looking over his shoulder, "Bye, Neechan!"

The teacher sighed and shook her head, "Just pick a seat and sit down."

Hidan snickered as she went up to the black board, which wasn't really black, but green, "Two days in and she already fucking gave up on us. Sweet!"

Deidara laughed with him, "Yeah, un. Aburame-sensei was trying to get us to behave up to our last day, un. Didn't work, but he tried, un."

They continued their talk even as they sat on either side of Tobi, "Yeah, remember when we put that fake spider on that girl's head?"

"It was awesome, un! The way she shrieked coulda cracked glass, though, un."

"Seriously, bitch really had a set of lungs on her."

Tobi had learned from Tsunade when she'd walked him home the night before that her and Deidara-sempai were blondes, that's what yellow hair was called; blond. The little blond nodded, "Too bad she only used them to complain, un. Ohayo, Tobi, un."

"Yeah, fucking morning, Tobi."

He smiled, "Ohayo, Deidara-sempai! Ohayo, Hidan-sempai! Tobi is glad you didn't forget him!"

Hidan gave him an odd look, "Why would we do that? You have to be one of the only people we've ever met that was willing to fucking put up with us."

"Yeah, un. You're not exactly easy to forget, un, and you didn't call me a girl when we met either. Hidan was the only one that knew I was a boy from the start, un. Though he still called me a girl to make me mad, un."

The silver haired boy snickered, "You're almost as much fun to bug as Tsu-chan."

"And I'm thankful for that, un. I couldn't take it if you liked to mess with me as much as her, un."

"Yeah, an-" they quieted as the boy from the day before came up to their table.

Deidara glared at him, "Can we help you with something, un?"

"Or are ya goin' ta stand there all Jashin-damned day like the fucking moron ya are?" Hidan added.

"Why are you hanging out with him? He's stupid."

"So are you. On the other fucking hand, you're a bastard, and we know he's not. So..."

"You cursed!"

"You spoke, un. Anything else, captain obvious, un?"

"B-but you aren't allowed to say those words."

"Maybe you ain't but my parents don't give a fuck."

"He's a big idiot."

Hidan rolled his eyes, "Coulda sworn we just went over this shit. Man, yer even dumber than ya look."

"And that's saying something, un."

Hidan stood up and put his hands on his hips, "Look, he may be weird, but so are we. He may be a dork, but he's our dork. Nobody else seemed to want him, we do. I don't see the fucking problem here." Hidan got up on the table and stomped his foot to get everyone to look at him, "Okay, just for the fucking -what's the word, Dei?"

"Record, un."

"Just for the fucking record, this is our table. Tobi is our friend. And anyone that fucks with him is going to get his, or her, we don't -word?"

"Discriminate, un."

"discriminate, damn ass handed to them. Got it?"

The teacher face-palmed and Hidan hopped off the table with one of his odd smiles. Hidan sat down again and looked to where Tobi was ducking down. Deidara did as well, "What's wrong, un?"

"They are all looking at Tobi. Tobi doesn't like it."

Hidan glared around the room, "Lookin' at somethin', bastards? There's nothin' ta see here, get back ta yer damn drawings!"

Deidara nodded as everyone turned away, "Better, un?"

"Yes! Tobi is fine now!"

Hidan dropped back into his chair and put his feet on the table, "Good. You just let us know if anyone bothers you and we'll put a stop to that right away, got it?"

He nodded happily, "Yes, Tobi has got it, Hidan-sempai!" he tilted his head, "What has Tobi got?"

Hidan smacked his forehead and then looked at the blond, Deidara smiled at him, "We won't let anyone hurt you again, un. You tell us who, and we'll stop them, un. Understand?"

"Oh. Tobi understands."

"Good. Now, show me how the hell you draw like that. It's fucking awesome!"