The night air felt cool against his skin and Deidara closed his eyes, breathing deeply and allowing his smile to widen. He was having fun ' Deidara adored having fun. The Sand Village wouldn 't know what hit them until it was too late. He had already taken out a fair number of insignificant worms by showing them the magnificence of his art and he couldn 't wait until the entire village was swallowed in the smoking wreckage of his masterpieces.

The clay bird that carried him swooped down, diving faster and faster towards the ground until he leapt from its back and landed gracefully on the top of the tallest tower around. Here is where he would plant the biggest bomb and just the thought of it already had him grinning with excitement.

'Infiltration complete, ' he murmured to himself as he rose from a crouched position ' only to jerk to a stop when he looked up and met eyes with the young man standing over him.