Removal"Deidara! Deidara, where are you?".The screams of the worried redhead echoed through the crumbling chasms of the Akatsuki hide-out. Everything was dark. Boulders rained down from the collapsing ceiling, obscuring his view. "Ergh...", he groaned as a particularly heavy rock collided with his head. Sasori fell to the ground, tightly holding his bleeding head. His surroundings were fading in and out. A dark figure crouched next to a rock cursed behind him."Hidan? Hidan, is that you?", Sasori asked urgently, wiping the blood from his eyes. "Sasori? Mother...Jashin-sama, what the hell happened?", Hidan asked confusedley."Hidan, where's Deidara? Where's Itachi? Kisame? Zetsu? Anybody?", Sasori asked quicky, still holding his head. Hidan scowled."What about me? I'm dying over here...", he began, holding up his arm which was bleeding freely. "You're immortal. You're not going to die", Sasori said, looking around for signs of any other life. "Have you seen anybody?". Hidan shook his head."