(SasoDei) Not Strong Enough - part 3Part 3
Deidara wakes up feeling more tired than when he went to sleep the previous night. He doesn't feel like getting up, but realizing where he is motivates him to still do it. He pushes the blanket off of himself and ascends to his feet, rubbing his eyes. Sasori's bed is empty.
Deidara walks over to the chair where his now dry clothes are hanging. He quickly changes into them. A shiver of cold runs down his back and he has to wrap his hands around himself to keep himself from trembling. Damn, is it cold!
He opens the bedroom door and walks out. He paces down the stairs, gazing around himself. The house doesn't look much different in light. It has a sort of grayish atmosphere and not just looks but feels so empty. Halting for a second, Deidara tries to listen for any sounds that might give away Sasori's or his grandmother's presence, but hears nothing.
Have they left the house?
Stepping slowly and cautiously as if afraid of his footsteps disturbing the tranquil atmosphere, th
SasoDei in the style of Romeo and Juliet - Act 2Act two
Sneaking past the Iwaga's armed guards wasn't something Sasori & Co. weren't familiar with. They had done it in the past many times, and only once had they gotten caught. That one time, though, had been burned both into their and the Iwaga's memories. One bodyguard and Itachi had ended up in the hospital.
This time around, though, they were smarter. Not more mature, but definitely smarter. For one, they knew not to even try to get in through the front door. No. They were able to smell the stench of Iwagas miles away, and guessed the bodyguards could do the same.
Somehow, there always seemed to be a hidden backdoor and a dark corridor behind a club that led straight to the party room. And Nagato would always find it, no exceptions. And he'd always have a picklock with him.
The inside of club Verona was just as posh as the outside. All the high-tech music systems, powerful projectors and massive crowd made it hard to believe that this was supposed to be one family's 'priv