Alright bitches! This is -x-X'Amethystte'X-x- here with a story that is only dedicated to xXGoody Not-So-Great MeXx! If anyone else is reading this, I really dun give a damn if you like it or not! :D
I don't have much else to say at this point except PLEASE DON'T KILL ME GOODY!
Continue on pleez~!
As much as Deidara and Hidan loved their silly, freakishly creepy, somewhat disturbing, altogether frightening, yet very sexy at the same time female friends, Sapphira and Amethystte, who lived with them, they utterly hated them both at moments. There were just times when both girls loved to antagonize them to no end, or on several occasions practically molest them. There were a lot of those hateful moments, actually.
Like now.
"Well if it isn't the secret lovers!" Amethystte cried, thoroughly amused by their random appearance in the kitchen where she and Sapphira were sitting on the table, watching yaoi together, as per usual. "Ooh, and look at how they deny it! So adorable!" She continued as both boys became flustered and started muttering in disagreement.
"Well, I should hope you're wrong, dearest Ame-kitty-chan! Boys as lovely as that should be shared with everyone!" Sapphira added in slyly.
"Oh, and by everyone, I'm assuming you mean the two of us?" Amethystte raised a delicate eyebrow and looked at her friend deviously.
They nodded simultaneously.
Hidan and Deidara gulped, the hairs on the backs of their necks prickling up. "Oh dear god, we're doomed…" They thought.
"I CALL HIDAN!" Amethystte yelled, launching herself at the Jashinist.
"DEI MUFFIN!" Sapphira shouted, tackling the blond to the floor.
Both girls attacked their prey, but in the most unexpected way.
The guys unwillingly erupted into fits of giggles at the same time as Sapphira and Amethystte relentlessly tickled every inch of them they could reach.
"G-Get the f-f-fuck—hahaha!—off of me you l-little bitch!" Hidan laughed, tears in his eyes, and all he could do was tickle the girl back, so that it soon became a tickle war between the two of them.
Deidara was trying to push Sapphira off, laughing crazily, but scared to death of the girl straddling him and continuously running her fingers over him and torturing him to no end. "P-Please cu-cut it out! Please! That tickles like hell, un!" He half-whined, half-giggled.
"That's the point, dumbass!" She replied.
"No, really! Stop, un!" He pleaded.
Unfortunately, Sapphira was the most merciless bitch you could ever be unfortunate enough to meet in your entire life.
Luckily, Amethystte and Sapphira got bored of this game ten minutes later and stopped, Amethystte caught in a very suggestive position with Hidan, and Sapphira still straddling Deidara, who was still trying to push her off, though he was still laughing. Then there was a small silence in the house.
And then Hidan just suddenly had to go all hormonal and press his lips to Amethystte's.
Deidara and Sapphira watched awkwardly at that point, before the bluenette turned her face to the blond. "Living room?" She suggested. Neither of them wanted to see the angry outburst from the temperamental brunette that was sure to follow. Dei nodded and the girl got up and walked away, leaving him to follow her.
Right as he walked through the arched doorway, they both happened to catch a bit of a conversation coming from the Jashinist and the shortest teen in the house.
"I told you already you jackass! I don't like dudes that way! Quit kissing me like that!" She snapped. They all knew she was about as straight as a rainbow (though the brunette was practically a living breathing contradiction, what with her obsessive anime guy addiction), but Sapphira never worried about it; the girl was practically a mother, or a sister to her.
"Pshh, you like it! And you don't have to remind me! I saw you and that Krimson girl swapping spit on the couch when you thought we were all out of the house!" He said triumphantly. But Deidara and Sapphira both had to admit, they'd always thought there might be something going on between Ame-chan and that girl that came over every couple weeks or so. The bluenette stuck out her tongue and scrunched up her nose ('Yucky,' she'd said plainly, trying to rid the image from her head), and Deidara was slightly interested at the thought of Amethystte doing such things with her admittedly attractive blond and red haired French friend Krimson, who usually wore gothic Lolita outfits and enough eyeliner to shame Gaara. (Dei, you're such a dude…)
There was a gasp. "Th-That's not true, you pervert!" She cried.
A moan of pain floated through the house as Amethystte more likely than not kicked him in the man-parts for the millionth time that week.
Sapphira, flopping down on the couch, giggled at Hidan's pain.
Deidara, following suit and sitting on the other end of it, shot her a nasty look.
"Oh, don't want me laughing at your boyfriend?" She sneered.
"H-He's not my boyfriend, un." He tried to defend himself. (But everyone knew it was a lie.)
"Really?" She raised a blue eyebrow and leaned up to his face, until they were about a foot away from each other.
"Yeah. So cut it out." He huffed, crossing his arms.
"Cut what out?" She asked innocently, getting even closer.
"I don't know what, you creepy little girl, just stop, un!" He whined. Yes, he whined. He whined like a little six year old girl not getting what she wanted. THAT kind of whining.
"But I'm not doing anything!" She giggled, moving toward him even more, until she was pretty much on top of him again and their faces were only three inches apart.
"S-Sapphira, if you don't get off of me, I'll tell Amethystte it was you who broke her CD collection the other week, un." He threatened, trying hard not to fall under the spell of those hypnotizing ice blue eyes.
"I'm her favorite; you know she won't believe you. And if you do, I'll tell Hidan that you slept with Sasuke Uchiha." She countered, her voice hardly a whisper.
"I did no such thing!" He said, their lips only a centimeter away now.
"So?" She murmured, eyes half closed as she finally closed the space between them.
As cheesy as it sounds, time seemed to stop as their lips met. It was their first real kiss, or at least one where Sapphira hadn't kissed him to wake him up while he was unconscious. And it was breathtaking, that first real kiss. Deidara couldn't deny that Sapphira was actually a rather good kisser, despite her insanity and immaturity. He also couldn't deny that he was enjoying himself. 'Okay, fine, I give up.' He mentally sighed, kissing her back.
Sapphira grinned victoriously in the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him backwards so that he was on top of her on the couch instead. His hand cupped her cheek and he deepened the kiss. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and she purred happily, pulling him closer, until there wasn't a single gap between their bodies. She pressed all of herself that she could up against him, and for once, for some reason, he didn't mind. Every bad opinion of the girl had vanished for the moment.
She bit at his lip, almost hard enough for it to bleed. He hissed slightly. Figures; the girl'd always been a bit of a sadist anyway. In return, he kissed her a little more forcefully, both of their lips probably going to bruise.
Deidara let himself lose a little bit of control at that point.
Sapphira didn't mind one bit.
His hands trailed down to the bottom of her royal blue shirt and lifted it slightly, running his fingers along her pale stomach. She gasped slightly, practically melting into him. It was very, very rare that the bluenette would let anybody be dominant over her, let alone Deidara, but for some reason, she made an exception. She weaved her fingers into his long blond hair and sighed in pleasure as he moved his mouth to her neck, softly nipping and biting the skin, leaving small reddish marks.
She moaned, pulling him back up to kiss her again, which he didn't object to.
But all good things must come to an end, unfortunately.
"Ahem, are we interrupting anything?" A voice from the doorway said.
The two broke apart at lightning speed to see Amethystte and Hidan standing half in the living room, eyebrows raised and mouths open slightly in shock.
"H-Hidan!" Deidara cried, getting up off of Sapphira and the couch, face a shade of red that could beat a tomato by a million miles. The bluenette had a perfect poker face on, not seeming to be affected by the fact that she was caught making out with a guy by his boyfriend and her best friend.
"Um, mind explaining what the fuck was going on a minute ago?" Hidan asked.
No answer from either of the guilty parties.
Amethystte sighed. "Sapphie, c'mon, let's go get some ice cream."
The girl nodded obediently and hopped up off the couch to followed her shorter friend out of the house, leaving the two boys to stand uncomfortably in the living room.
"S-So… yeah…" Deidara started.
"Of all the damn people in the world you could fucking make out with instead of me, it had to be that fucking little freak?" Hidan asked calmly.
"Like you're one to talk, you hypocrite, un! You kiss Sapphira and Amethystte all the time!" He argued.
"Yeah, but I don't go as far as leaving a fucking hicky on either of 'em." He growled.
Deidara bit his lip, but winced in pain, accidentally biting the place where Sapphira had almost made him bleed. He didn't really have anything to say at that point.
Continue on to chapter 2 unless it made you so sick that you don't even want to read any more. *sigh* But do whatcha want!
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