"Guh, this is stupid un…" Deidara mumbled after a long sigh. Why did he have to be chronically unemployed? Why did he have to find incredibly stupid jobs? Oh well, they usually paid well. This job-of-the-week was… oh, great, he got to go to some mansion and be a maid. Fuckin' perfect. Some rich kid and his grandma got to boss him around while he cleaned a fuckin' huge house. Great.
He continued walking, staring at the sidewalk as he strolled past mansion after mansion, eventual reaching the one with "Akasuna" written in the gate. He walked up to the intercom and pressed the button, a voice grunting a quick yes.
"I'm Deidara un, I'm here for the…maid…job…" He said, muttering the last two words. He already looked enough like a woman, the fact whatever pervert lived in there was probably gonna make him dress-up the part just pissed him off.
"Oh yeah, fresh meat. Heh heh, have fun kid, and try to stick around for a while." The voice replied, followed by a hearty chuckle. Deidara sighed before walking past the gate and up to the large house. There was a ton of shrubs cut to look like puppets, and a few guys in tuxes walking around. Just as the blond approached the large door an old lady flew out and ran into him, knocking them both to the ground.
"Hey, watch where you're going, you could've killed me!" She fumed, Deidara quickly standing up and helping his new boss from the ground.
"I'm...really sorry un…are you alright?" He asked, realizing he probably just fucked up his chances. Bad.
"Oh, you're the new maid aren't you?" She asked, dusting herself off and smiling up at him. "You're a tall one aren't you! Well, I need to go out for a while, just do whatever Sasori says to, alright?"
"Uh, un, sure!" Deidara happily replied, thinking this was gonna be a good job for once. The old lady walked into a limo that was waiting for her, Deidara watching before turning around and walking inside. He kicked off his shoes and looked around, trying to find his boss. He looked around the nearest couple of rooms, looking for whoever it could be who'd be giving him orders for a while.
"Sasori-no-danna un!" He shouted after his search had failed. Suddenly he could here someone coming down the stairs
"Who the hell just shouted my name? Großemutter, I've told you a hundred times…" A redhead said while strolling down the staircase. He looked over to see his new maid, and realized why he was yelling. "Oh, sorry. So you're my new maid? What's your name?"
Deidara couldn't answer. He could only stare at the insanely hot redhead. Oh, I'm sorry, did I forget to mention?
Sasori's buck friggin' naked.
Deidara stared at him, wide eyed and mouth hanging open, trying to break out of the naughty thoughts his mind filled with and remember his name.
"Oh…I'm…Deidara…Sasori-no-danna un…" He muttered, Sasori cocking and eyebrow and walking down. He walked up to the blond and realized he was about the same height, if not a little taller.
"So how old are you?" He asked, shortly after Deidara chocking out a weak "17 un…" Sasori whistled and checked the blond out before looking back at his sweating face. "Damn, I'm 19, you're tall aren't ya brat?"
Deidara was too caught up in his homoerotic desires to listen to his new nickname, merely nodding and smiling as Sasori stood in front of him.
"Well, whenever großemutter Chiyo goes out I like to nap naked on the couch, so just clean the place up and wake me in about three hours." He said before leaving the blond. After a few moments passed he recovered and decided to go about his buisiness, cleaning the ungodly large house.
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"Hmm, he's cute, and I've always wanted to fuck a taller guy…" Sasori mumbled to himself as he laid back on the couch. "Gotta tie up some loose ends first though, but he probably won't care."
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It took some time, but Deidara had finally finished cleaning the whole house. And with an hour to spare before he had to wake up Sasori! He was walking down the hallway, maybe go back to the kitchen and get a snack or something. While going through the upstairs hallway he noticed a room he must've missed, with a picture of a red scorpion on it. He walked in, and noticed it was perfectly clean already. It almost looked like a spare bedroom, closet had everything put away neatly, bed was made, though the life-sized puppets hanging from the ceiling were an odd test. There was a little workbench with a puppet (torso and head only, there was an arm and leg sitting there as well but unconnected) resting on it, and next to the bed was a nightstand. There was a desk lamp, alarm clock, and picture on it, all of them facing the bed and the picture intriguing the blond. He walked over and picked it up, a bit happy and a bit disappointed at what he saw. It was his master, Sasori, wearing a black shirt with some guy with slicked back silver hair wearing a purple shirt hugging onto his neck. He had a Jashinist pendant dangling from his neck and in front of the redhead's face, and from the look on both of their faces (more the slight blush on the other guys, and the fact Sasori's hands were nowhere to be seen) they were a lot more than friends.
He carefully made sure to put the picture back where it was, and decided to check out his danna's wardrobe. He walked over to Sasori's closet and opened it up, revealing what looked like what would happen if Richard Z Kruspe and Marilyn Manson moved in together. Everything was black and had that industrial metal or goth look to it. At first he was a little creeped out, but when he started imagining Sasori in some of the little outfits he had in there his mind started going to pervert mode again. He decided to stop fantasizing when he imagined the redhead as some gothic loli thing. He left the room and closed the door behind him, realizing he'd spent almost the whole hour in there. He went downstairs to the sleeping nude, glancing down real quick to make sure he was a natural red, and woke him up.
"Sasori-no-danna un, it's been about three hours un…" He whispered, though he'd much rather sit and watch the redhead sleep.
"Mmm, Dei-kun…" He moaned in his sleep, startling Deidara at first, but then only exciting him. "Dei-kun…"
"Y-Yes danna un? What is it?" He asked, moving in so their faces were only inches away.
"Dei-kun…I want you…" He moaned, Deidara moving his face slightly closer, so that he could feel Sasori's breath on him.
"Danna un…" He moaned, his fantasies coming true faster than he'd thought.
"Dei-kun…I said wake me up, not molest me in my sleep." Sasori said before getting up and facing the blond, who'd been shocked and fell over.
"D-Danna un…I…um…" He said, trying to find some way to excuse himself. Sure, he knew there was no way, but having an excuse couldn't hurt, right?
"Right, well, I'll talk to ya later, I'm thirsty." Sasori said before getting up and heading for the kitchen, leaving the lustful blond on the ground to make up an excuse.
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a/n - yep, I've finally decided to stop typing in bold. I used to because I had bad eyesight, and couldn't read what I was typing unless it was bold. But now I guess my sight's getting better, cuz I can see! I should be busy with SOTM, but this was in my head and I didn't wanna lose it, so yeah. And don't worry dA fans, I'll post this on there soon. Just come back here when the good stuff really starts happening ^^