Okay, this is just a quick fic on some Akatsui members. Just so you know right now, I am NOT against gays. This is just supposed to show how it might be hard to be one, not discriminate against them.
Sasori looked around the small room . Where am I? he could barely see but he had an idea where he was from the smell. He could smell the soft, sweet smell of flowers and chocolate. He wrinkled his nose as he stood. A man entered the room. "Are you okay, Sasori?" the man asked lovingly.
"Yes" Sasori sighed. Thoughts of the night before filled his mind. He shook his head. trying to forget the images. A hand landed softly on his shoulder and soft lips covered his. He turned away, not wanting to believe the truth.
"Sasori-Danna? Are you alright?" The loving voice asked as arms caressed him. He shivered at the thought of what he and his lover were.
He wrestled away, then turned to look at his loved one.
"Deidara! Don't you realize what we did last night?! Don't you realize what that makes us?!" He screamed, his face reddening at the whole actuality of it.
"Shush now, Sasori-Danna. There is no reason to be ashamed," Deidara replied soothingly, as though his words could caress his tempered lover.
"What do you mean there's no reason to be ashamed?! Deidara! We're . . . We're. . ." he trailed off, not wanting to say the seemingly unspeakable.
"Gay?" Deidara inquired.
"Yeah! We are Akatsui members. We can't. . .We aren't supposed to. . ." the red Sasori stuttered.
"My love, calm down," Deidara said gently, wrapping his arms around Sasori.
"Deidara, we aren't supposed to. . . love each other," The embarrassed Sasori mumbled.
"Come," Deidara instructed while leading Sasori to the window looking into Peins room. "Look" Deidara directed. And what Sasori saw made him feel a bit better. In fact, enough to make him turn around and kiss Deidara's loving lips. . . and get a bloody nose.