DeiSaso: Cutting

Summary: Sasori is cutting again, what happens when Deidara finds his crush hurting himself?

~Sasori's Point of View~

I walk into my shared apartment, I groan softly today was rough. My school work is building up, and I'm getting behind. I sigh going into my bathroom; I strip out of my clothes and turn the shower on. I hot shower and something else will relieve the stress, I open up the medicine cabinet and grab a razor. Getting into the shower I let the warm water cascade over my body, after a while of letting my muscles loosen up I sit down in the tub and look at my razor.

I look at my wrist; the makeup concealing my scars has washed off. I sigh softly and hold the razor to my wrist, in one swift motion I cut across my wrist. Watching as after a few seconds, blood starts to bubbles out of the slit. I smile softly, it feels so nice. I repeat my actions, gently gliding the blade across my wrist. Each slash deeper then the last one, I start to get a little dizzy.

I sit back, letting the water wash away the blood from my arm. The blood mixes with the water, and slowly goes down the drain. I shakily take the razor and make a few more slashes, wincing when I went to deep. Blood is now dripping down my arm, I watch as my vision starts to blur. Fuck, I groan as my eyes start to droop. The last thing I hear is someone opening the door, and the faint sound of "Danna un?" before I black out.

~Deidara's Point of View~

I walk into the apartment, the first thing I hear is the shower going. "Danna un?" I ask looking around. He usually doesn't take long showers; I put my bag down and go up to the bathroom door. "Danna you okay?" I ask knocking on the door. I get no reply, and I start to panic. I open the door, a bunch of steam pouring out of the small room. I pull back the shower curtains, what I see makes me scream. "SASORI!" I look at his pale face; he is passed out a razorblade in one hand, and his wrist bleeding a lot.

I bend down, and start smacking hit face lightly. "Sasori please wake up un!" I cry tears streaming down my face, I turn the shower off and run out to the living room, fumbling with my bag I grab my cell phone and dial 911.

~Sasori's Point of View~

I groan, I hear beeping in the background. I open my eyes slowly looking around I'm white room, and I'm in a bed. Shit. I'm in a hospital; I must have cut to deep. I scan around the room, when the door opens. "He is in here ." Someone said, and then Deidara walked into the room. My eyes widen for a bit, and then I look away not daring to look at him.

"Danna why un?" he asked softly, I refused to look at him. "SASORI LOOK AT ME!" I wince and look up at him, there were tears in his gorges blue eyes. "I-I'm sorry Deidara," I whisper looking away again. Deidara, takes my arm and starts to unwrap my bandages. I look at him, and he is looking at the fresh cuts on my arm and the previous scars. He dips his head down and starts to kiss my scars, I blush deeply my cheeks lighting up.

"D-Deidara?" I ask softly, watching him as he starts to re bandage my wounds after washing them gently. "Danna please… Don't do this again," Deidara whispered. "Deidara I—" I was cut off when Deidara pressed his lips against mine. I freeze, my eyes open wide. After a while, I slowly kiss back. Deidara pulls away from my lips, but rests his forehead on mine.

"Sasori, I love you." Deidara whispers softly against my lips, I can feel my heart pounding against my chest. "I…I love you to Deidara" I whisper back, kissing him softly. After a while we break the kiss, and we stare into each other's eyes. "I promise I won't do it again Deidara," I say softly "Thank you Danna un." Deidara said with a soft smile.

~End~