Chapter 1
"I told you that you didn't pack enough clay." Hiruko said gruffly. Once again Sasori had saved Deidara's ass because of his incompetence and failure to listen. If he wasn't around the blonde would surely have gotten himself killed by now. They were on their way back to find an inn for the night- Sasori was pretty sure there was a small town around here somewhere. He just wanted to relax and stop listening to his partners' 'art is fleeting' nonsense.
"What does it matter, hm? The mission is over now and it was a success so you can stop yacking at me." Deidara groaned, kicking a rock boredly as they walked down the dirt trail. "Besides, isn't it kinda fun to go a little unprepared- test yourself?" "I think it's annoying and you obviously failed your 'test' if I saved you." Hiruko spat, finding his partners 'dangers is my middle name' mentality frustrating to say the least. Pouting, the blonde boy went silent, knowing Sasori -maybe- had a point. "Whatever Danna, hm." Deidara would never admit it but he was always sorta grateful Sasori was there to save him from binds. "So you'll bring more next time?" His partner asked, causing him to sigh in agreeance. "Yeah, yeah."
Silence ensued them for a bit, until the bombers' eyes lit up when he finally saw a town in the near distance. "Look, Sasori no Danna! We're almost there, hm." "I can see that." Hiruko said in his usual harsh voice. Deidara wasn't one to take him seriously so instead of taking offence, he just chuckled. "What's got you so cranky, hm?" "I'm not cranky." The puppet master countered. The blonde rolled his eyes but decided not to push him any further- not until they made it to the town.
"Danna, we should celebrate, hm! I'm tired of going on missions and then going right to sleep afterwards. Come get some sake with me!" The teenage Akatsuki exclaimed, not taking no for an answer. "Come on, you can use your human jutsu you use sometimes on missions." "Why would I want to go drinking with -you-?" The hunched over puppet questioned. "I'll keep you entertained, we can talk about art." Deidara said excitedly. "Art is eternal, end of conversation." Hiruko said, turning around the direction of motel. "Nope! Art is an explosion and you can't prove me wrong unless you go for a drink with me."
Somehow Sasori ended up agreeing, probably just to shut the blonde up. And maybe part of him worried about Deidara going to a bar all by himself- being a pretty boy after all. He would have a few drinks with him and then they could call it a night. In his human form now (thanks to a jutsu), Sasori sat by the blonde at the bar. The red head had one glass, not wanting to lose his self control where as Deidara had already had two. "Don't have too much, I'll let you drown in your own vomit if you get drunk and puke on me tonight." The older boy threatened, turning to his partner with a hint of worry on his face.
"Don't worry so much, hm." Deidara said stubbornly. His cheeks had already tinted pink from the alcohol and Sasori could tell he had enough. Such a light weight... "That's it for you." He took the third glass out of the others' hand and set it back on the table. "Fine fine, I'll have more in an hour." The blonde decided, causing the other boy to squint his eyes. An hour? How long did he plan on staying? "You know, it was really nice of you to come with me, Danna." Deidara admitted. Sasori raised an eyebrow as his partner smiled at him. Deidara was being thankful? That was new. "I guess it was nice." The red head said quietly.
"You're always so grumpy with me, hm. But I can tell we're friends." The taller boy said happily, obviously buzzed to be acting so kind. Scoffing in return, the puppet artist suddenly felt more open than usual with his next reply. "I never said I didn't like you, you just annoy me sometimes." "Oh!" The blonde chimed, "Danna likes me?" He stuck out his tongue afterwards, knowing what Sasori meant but deciding to tease him anyway. "Not like that..." His eyebrows creased to frown. Deidara just chuckled as Sasori's attention went else were. Hearing a high laughter from behind them, a group had caught the puppets' interest. Were they laughing at them? Deidara however was oblivious.
"The blonde guy is a hottie but his friend looks kinda child like. You think he's old enough to be in here?" Sasori heard one of the voices say. It pissed him off that people would think of him as a child and he suddenly missed having Hiruko as a disguise. The bomber leaned down on the table then, the movement catching the others glance. "Danna, you know what, even though I don't agree with your perception of art I think you're an admirable artist, hm. You always stay calm and cool no matter what." Deidara admitted. "Why are you buttering me up?" Sasori frowned, was it because he was buzzed that he was being so open? Sighing, the blonde rested his cheek on his palm. "I'm just saying something nice about you. Why do you think I'm so selfish, hm? I'm allowed to have nice thoughts." He said on defensive.
"Whatever... Just keep them to yourself because you're weirding me out." Sasori said, wondering why the compliments made him feel so awkward. Was it that strange to him that someone enjoyed his company? Maybe it was. Both boys turned as the two women from the other table approached them. One was blonde and the other was a brunette. Sasori didn't know a lot about women's' fashion but they appeared to be rather slutty. He squinted his eyes in disgust as one of them went over to Deidara- the blonde one. She must've been the one earlier he had overheard.
"Hey, what're you guys doing over here?" She smiled playfully, addressing Deidara mostly. She must've had a pound of make up on but was attractive by normal standards. Sasori could tell his partner had fell for it by the look on his face. The red head wasn't sure why but these girls pissed him off and to see Deidara all googly eyed for them. "Nothing that concerns you." The puppet master replied coldly. "I'm sorry my friend is socially inept, hm." Deidara apologized, giving Sasori a disappointed look before turning back to the girl. "It's okay." She giggled, "I just thought you were kind of cute and was wondering if you'd want to go somewhere tonight."
While she waited for the bombers' reply, the red head answered again. "No, we're leaving here early in the morning and he doesn't have time to mess around with you." Deidara frowned, wondering why Sasori kept being a parent to him. If he wanted to go somewhere with this girl, it was none of Danna's business. He was tired of him being such a control freak- if that's what this was about? "Come on, Danna. Stop being a stick in the mud, hm." "You invited me here to talk with you not have a good time with girls." The red head said defensively. "Aww!" The girl chimed in. "If your friend is lonely my friend doesn't mind hooking up with him."
Sasori made a disgusted face in refusal. "I'm not 'hooking up' with anyone." His rejection certainly made the two girls question his sexuality. Deidara shook his head, looking to the girl apologetically. "I'm sorry but I don't want to go anywhere with you tonight. I made plans with my friend and I'm going to stick by them." Rolling her eyes in sheer amazement, the blonde girl replied. "Whatever. I'm sure he'll suck you off instead by the sounds of things." Giving the two a dirty look, she stormed off with her friend, clearly upset from the rejection.
"Well, you heard her Danna." Deidara chuckled, apparently still in a good mood to be joking around. "Shut up." Sasori growled, turning away from him with disinterest. He tried to look at his Danna's face but the room just seemed so dark now that he could barely make out his features. "What's gotten into you, hm?" The younger boy raised an eyebrow, putting a hand on his Danna's shoulder just to have it swatted away. "It's nothing, I'm just disgusted you'd want to run off with some trash you found on the street." He said bitterly. Was Sasori... jealous?
"I'm sorry to break your expectations, hm. I just haven't... had it in awhile. A man has needs. Maybe a puppet wouldn't understand." Deidara admitted, frowning as he felt a blush come along. The red head shot him a quick glance before turning away again. He wasn't sure why that girl had made him so angry, the thought of Deidara sleeping with anyone was starting to make him angry. His mind desperately thought of solutions besides him starting to have feelings for his partner. That was impossible, he had given up those long ago. "Danna? Was that too much information?" Deidara asked sheepishly, wondering why he fell silent.
"No, it's fine. I want to go get the motel now." The shorter boy decided, getting up from the bar stool. Not having any complaints, Deidara gulped down his third glass and joined him out of the bar. He felt in the dark, Sasori was acting weird and he had no idea why. "It's okay, Danna! I'm sure we can have fun just the two of us, hm." The blonde said enthusiastically only to get shot down by his partners' grunt for a response. "Is everything okay. Sasori no Danna?" Deidara raised an eyebrow as the red head lead the way in front of him. All he could see was the back his partners head since he wouldn't turn around to face him. Usually Sasori was cranky but now he seemed like he was sulking.
"It seems I may feel possessive towards you." The puppet master admitted, turning his face briefly to catch a glance at Deidara. The taller boy froze in shock, "Huh?" He said, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. What the heck was Sasori talking about? Was that supposed to be a love confession? And to admit it so openly? "What do you mean? Talk." The blonde demanded, getting silence in return from his partner. Sasori stopped briefly, walking into the motel before them. After getting their room paid for, the puppet boy continued walking, not even looking back as if he expected Deidara to follow- and that's just what he did.
Still confused as ever, the blonde entered the motel room after Sasori. There were two beds, the usual for the two Akatsuki. Deidara would sleep on one side and Sasori would work on his puppets or whatever. The blonde didn't care as long as his sleep was undisturbed. Suddenly the red head did something unexpected and pushed the unsuspecting boy up against the wall. There was a thud as his body hit the surface and Deidara let out a small whine as the puppet master pushed his own body closer. It was a split second before the blonde realized what was happening and tried to fight back- being futile to the puppets grasp. "D-danna... what... the... hell?" Deidara growled as the red head clenched his jaw in his hand, as if to examine him. What the -hell- was he doing?
Deidara struggled to move but Sasori just wouldn't budge. "Be still please." Was all the puppet master said, continuing to look over the blondes' face like a test subject. "As if!" Deidara growled again, beginning to whip his body in hopes to get the other male off of him. "Do I have something on my face? What's your problem, hm?!" Sasori stared at him, his dull brown eyes motioning to the blue ones before him and then down to his partners lips. It felt like time was slowing down to Deidara and he almost got the feeling his Danna was going to kiss him. The thing that surprised him the most was he wasn't exactly reluctant for that to happen. "Danna..." Deidara whined with submission, as if to let Sasori know he had full control right now. The situation calmed down as the blonde became okay with what was happening and no longer fought it.
It was something about this position, being held back and restrained, having Sasori take control of him that made him melt- he enjoyed it. The warm feeling of his partners' human body was beginning to heat Deidara's body up too. His breathing hitched, and his hand gripped onto Sasori's arm, not to push him away anymore but to keep him close. Sasori's eyes widened at the movement and he stared at Deidara with amazement. The blondes face flushed pink as Sasori stalled, every moment just making this more embarrassing for him. He felt Sasori's leg move from underneath him, his knee soon meeting the wall below Deidara's groin. The shorter boy took in the blondes' reaction, noticing the other boys' body had started to quiver against his own.
"Are you scared?" Sasori asked, his voice void of emotion. Deidara didn't know if his partner was hurt because of it, or taking pride for scaring him. "N-no..." The blonde stuttered, his tone hinting otherwise. Of course he would never admit it and let Sasori have the satisfaction! Closing his eyes and sighing, the red head moved in closer to Deidara, his warm breath stimulating the bombers' senses. Sasori's nose rubbed up against the other boys, the movement slow and sensual, his lips so close but yet far away to Deidara. Everything was aching inside of him to kiss his Danna but he was also afraid once he did that he wouldn't be able to take it back. Was that a line he wanted to cross? Did he want to kiss his partner he spent everyday with?
Once the line was crossed, he'd never be able to go back to the other side again and that's what made him scared- not Sasori. He didn't think Danna would hurt him or anything. Sasori's hands went to unbutton Deidara's cloak. The movement would have startled him but Sasori was going so slow it only served to make him calmer. He could say no anytime, he could maybe struggle and get free now while the red head wasn't expecting a fight. But he stayed still- unable to refuse. The red head looked up at his face as his hands flicked down the buttons. Deidara wasn't sure if his partner was happy or confused but his face seemed at ease to say the most.
After all the buttons were through, Sasori's slender hands went immediately to Deidara's waist, feeling up his mesh shirt and rubbing along his creamy flesh. His movements were still slow, as if they were figuring out every inch of man before hims' body. As if Deidara were his master piece and he was molding him just the way he wanted him. The red head felt along the other boys' abs, his touches curious and dreadfully slow. He wondered how long it would take before Deidara felt uncomfortable with this. Or perhaps he already was and was just too scared to speak.
The blonde was definitely feeling uncomfortable and he was unsure why he couldn't stop it. He was too curious, too highly anticipated for what Sasori would do- what he wanted Sasori to do. As he mentioned before he hadn't had any sex in awhile and here his partner was, touching his body like his a female would. It was beginning to turn him on too. But for some reason he felt Sasori was better than some female barely knew. He'd prefer Sasori to be touching him. The red head had self respect unlike those sluts from the bar. He was strong, cool and artistic- everything Deidara admired. Sasori was the only person he'd admit was better than him and the only person he'd desire to be in full submission to. Deidara could feel Sasori's knee pressed firmly under his balls and his pants were definitely feeling tighter from his erection forming. He had to stop getting excited unless the puppet would notice! He'd never be able to live -this- down!
"D-danna... why are you doing this?" Deidara whined, trying to move closer to the wall so his growing bulge wouldn't touch the other boys' leg. Sasori looked at him, his eyes half lidded and the blonde couldn't help but think how attractive his partner was. "What would you want that girl to do to you if you went with her?" The puppet master asked, causing a million questions to swirl through Deidara's mind. What was he supposed to say to that? Why did Sasori want to know? Was he going to do whatever he said...? The last one made the blonde worry. So far the other boy had just felt up his abs. If he did something like -that- then...
Noticing the blonde hesitate, Sasori frowned, shifting his knee against the blondes' groin. The movement made Deidara groan in pain and shut his eyes as Sasori's knee got closer, crushing him. "Answer me. I hate waiting." He demanded. "I don't know!" Deidara growled, "I guess we'd end up having sex or something!" After getting his answer, Sasori lowered his knee, causing relief to the blonde pinned up to the wall. "What do you like for them to do first? Before you have sex...?" The red head said, his tone threatening and impatient. "I don't know. We'd kiss I guess." Deidara answered, fearing if he hesitated he'd get his balls crushed again.
Sasori grit his teeth, giving Deidara a dirty look. What was Danna's problem now? He asked to know this stuff? "How would you kiss? With tongue?" The shorter boy asked, taking the aggressions out on the inside of his mouth as he bit his lip angrily. "Yeah, I guess." Deidara shrugged casually, appearing to be the wrong answer as Sasori swung his knee up. The blonde shouted out in pain as Sasori moved his body closer, almost suffocating him against the wall. "D-danna..." Deidara whined, moving his head away as his eyes beginning to water up. Why was his Danna doing this?
Sasori frowned, seeing he'd hurt his partner. He was mad but seeing Deidara in pain had awakened something in his human heart. He loosened his knee and continued to stare at him, seeing the blondes' upset face return calm again as he remained safe for awhile. The red head backed off, giving Deidara a feeling of relief but also disappointment. What was the point in that if Sasori hadn't even done anything? Not only that, he was downright confused. "I'm sorry. I guess I just wanted to see how you would react to that. Good night." The puppet master admitted, about to go sit down on his bed. "What the hell!" Deidara snapped, causing Sasori to turn his gaze to him. "I'm not going to sleep and you're not getting out of this easily. What's up with you tonight, hm?"
The puppet just shrugged, now perched at the side of the bed, unphased by Deidara's sudden outburst. He was used to his partners' short temper. "Why do you seem so displeased, Deidara?" His slow mesmerizing speech left the question hanging, bringing a blush to the blondes' face at what he was insinuating- that -he- wanted something to happen between them. Seeing Deidara was apparently speechless, Sasori spoke again. "What would you have liked me to do before letting you go?" The taller boys mouth caved open, unsure of what to say. Sasori always had a way to make him look stupid. "I don't know." Deidara admitted, causing the other to smirk in amusement. "Did you enjoy being my puppet?"
"Whatever." Deidara frowned, sitting on his own bed in defeat. What did he expect Sasori to do? What did he want him to do? While in thought, he hadn't noticed Sasori come over and sit beside him. The blonde blushed, backing away slightly. "I was just trying to figure out why I feel -this- way towards you. I didn't mean to turn you on." Sasori explained, peering down at the faint bulge between the bombers' legs. "I... stop looking at it! I mean, it's nothing, hm!" Deidara said flustered, covering it up with his hands. "I told you I hadn't had -any- for awhile so I guess it just... happened, hm..." He tried to explain, all the while Sasori just stared at him.
"So, you're so desperate to get laid that you seek it from another man?" The red head inquired, his face curious. "I'm bisexual... It just takes more for a man..." The younger Akatsuki said. "I see." Sasori said, moving closer on the bed- closer to Deidara. His half lidded gaze was seductive even though he probably didn't mean for it to be. "D-danna..." The blonde whined as the other boy moved his hand along his thigh, moving all the way up until his hand met Deidara's own over his bulge. "It takes a lot for a man to turn you on? So, I'm your type?" Sasori asked, peering at Deidara's eyes as his hand stayed in the same place. Unable to speak, the bomber just nodded causing the other to smirk in gratification.
Sasori gave the blondes' hand a tight squeeze, distracting him as he leaned forward- his soft lips soon meeting with Deidara's. Shifting his weight, the red head pushed the boy to his back and took top of him. The kiss was warm and slow, similar to the touches he had gained earlier. It was mesmerizing and calming that Deidara couldn't pull away, couldn't break the peace with something fast and fierce. Deidara's hands went to his partners' back, pulling his lips closer and deeper. He soon felt something wet against his mouth as Sasori's tongue fought it's way for entrance. Their tongues rubbed against each other, working with each other in perfect rhythm. He was... kissing his Sasori no Danna, something he'd thought would be unimaginable just a few hours ago.
To be continued...
(AN: Thank you for reading! ^0^ I hope people like this story but I don't really know where to go next with it. ;w; I wanted to make something long, cool and adventure-like but they just ended up in the bedroom sdkjfksjdfksdf. OH well. But I will think of something... AND If you review it will give me more incentive to do so~ x3)
