Disclaimor; Sadly, I do not own Naruto.
Me; Sasori x Deidara x Itachi x Sasuke Yay me!
Sasori & Itachi; -glaring contest-
Sasuke; -so confused- Why am I in it this time!
Deidara; -tilts head- Wow...They love me, yeah!
Me; Everyone loves you. And Sasuke, because you and Itachi get to share your love with her/him!
Short Summary!
Deidara's fourteen, Sasori's slightly older at sixteen, Itachi's fifteen and Sasuke's about 13...Deidara's a girl in this fic, so deal.
One;
A fourteen-year-old, blue eyed, blonde girl ran down the streets, tears streaking her face. How could he, un! HOW COULD HE?! She screamed in her mind, rounding the corner, turning off Sasori's street. She had trusted him, let him in, told him everything, let herself love him, and he just tore her heart into a million pieces. She kept running, heading for her hiding place; the park. When she made it there, she paused to catch her breath, listening to the squealing tires a few blocks away. She took off for the back of the park, ducking into the woods just as the car managed to pull into the park. Deidara could hear the car screech to a stop and then a car door slamming followed. She kept running, tripping over an uprooted tree route, backing behind a tree. She could hear footsteps nearing fast, taking a deep breath to try and calm herself. "Deidara!" She heard her boyfriend call for her. "Deidara!" Sasori called again, panting lightly.
Great. Just FUCKING great! He thought. This was not suppose to happen. It was suppose to be a one night stand with that girl, and this is the situation I got myself into. "DEIDARA!" He yelled louder, hearing a gasp from behind the tree near by. Slowly, he made his way over to the tree and peered around to see Deidara sitting there. Her knees were drawn up to her chest, her arms wrapped tightly around them, her head resting on them as her shoulders shook from her cries. "Deidara..." His voice was just above a whisper as he moved in front of her, resting his hand on her shoulder. He fell back when Deidara shoved his arm away, looking up. She glared heavily at him as more tears formed and slid down her cheeks.
"Get away from me, un." She managed. "It's over, yeah." She whispered, pushing herself up and forcing herself to calm down.
"You don't mean that." Sasori spoke, standing. She nodded her head firmly, clenching her fists. Sasori found himself angry with the girl before him, grabbing her shoulders and slamming her into the tree behind her. She screamed from the pain that shot through her back, staring at Sasori through tear and fear filled eyes, one fist resting on her chest. "Take it back, you little whore, or I'll tell everyone in the school about you're little secret." Her eyes widened before she forced her gaze to the ground at her side.
"I...I'm sorry, yeah. Please...Please don't tell anyone, un." She begged. He let go of her with a nod, pulling her close, wrapping his arms around her thin shoulders protectively. She let her eyes slide half closed, resting her head on his chest, tears streaking her face. She was trapped. There was no escape and she had to suffer for something she never meant to do. Five minutes later, she was in his car, the two of them on their way back to his house. Or so she thought for a short while. As he sped past his house, Deidara glanced at Sasori. He noticed this and answered her unasked question.
"I'm taking you to Itachi's for the night."
"Why, un?" Her voice came on it's own.
"So I know you won't run."
"You're gonna fuck her, aren't you, un?" She asked, lowering her head so her bangs shadowed her face from his view. He didn't answer, which meant yes. There was nothing Deidara could do, so she kept quiet. Sasori slammed on his breaks in the drive of a mansion, picking up his cell, dialing the number that went for Itachi's cell, not having a chance to finish before it rang. Itachi...
"Perfect timing..."
"Why are you slamming on your breaks in my drive at this time of night?"
"I need you to watch over Deidara tonight. She's being a little...She's just out of it tonight and I have things to do."
"Alright, send her in. She can walk on in, I'm in the front room."
"Kay. Thanks." Sasori hung up and looked at Deidara. "Itachi said to walk on in." She nodded and pushed the car door open, saying nothing as she slammed it shut, walking for the door. Itachi pulled it open and rested his shoulder against the door frame, watching as the girl walked up. There was something off about her normal cheery composure as she came to a stop infront of him. She kept her gaze down, glancing back when she heard Sasori rev his engine before pulling away.
"What's wrong, girly?" Itachi asked, pushing himself off the door frame and moving so she could walk in. She did so, not answering. He followed her in and closed the door, following her to the front room.
"Alright, Sasuke. Go to bed."
"Why?!" The thirteen year old snapped.
"Because I have company. Now go to bed."
"Isn't that Sasori's girlfriend?"
"Yes."
"What's wrong?" Sasuke asked, walking over to her and tilting his head. She gave a forced smile and shook her head.
"Nothing." Sasuke just gave a small nod and waved, walking for his room.
Itachi saw the tears forming in her eyes. Her eyes closed and she turned her head, her body tensing up. "Uh, hey..." He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her close. A kind gesture Sasori always did. She wanted to push Itachi away, but knew it wasn't the man that had just hurt her. "What's the matter? You're never like this, out of it or not..."
"I'm not..." She whispered, her voice trailing. She reached up and grabbed Itachi's shirt, burrying her face in his chest, crying quietly. He knew that hugging her like this wasn't gonna solve anything, if Sasori was the one that had hurt her, and most likely was. He let go and picked her up bridal style, carrying her up to his room, lying her in his bed. She rolled to her side, rolling up into a ball, covering her head with a pillow.
He moved to his computer, logging on to Yahell.
redsparrow; Kisame, do you know what happened between Sasori and Deidara?
sharkface; Nope.
goodboitobi; Sasori's fucking another girl! .
imhidan; ...
redsparrow; ...Tobi, did you just cuss?
redsparrow; Wait, What?!
goodboitobi; Why?
redsparrow; Because Deidara's balling her eyes out over here. I have to go.
And Itachi logged out, turning to look at the ball under his covers. He stood and walked over, lying down, sliding under the covers, pulling her close. Deidara looked up through her tears, staring at the boy that was being kind. "Itachi-san?" She questioned, curious.
"I'm sorry...Get some rest, okay? I'll talk with him tomorrow." She gave a small nod, but kept her gaze on him. After a few seconds of silence and the feeling of eyes staring at him, Itachi opened her eyes to look down at Deidara. A few minutes of silence went by and the Uchiha found himself leaning closer to her lips. She happily met him half way, her eyes closing and from what he could tell, the last of her tears falling. He pushed back on her shoulder, getting her to roll to her back, climbing on top of her and between her legs. She didn't protest that, or Itachi's tongue, which happened to slide across her bottom lip, asking for permission to explore her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. A few minutes of that and moving up and down on her, the two pulled back for air. She moved her arms and slipped them under his and he felt her undoing his jeans. He waited until she got them undone before he sat up and moved off the bed. They both stripped and Itachi found himself back between her legs, sliding into her.
A couple hours and two unwanted slips later, Itachi lied on top if her, both breathing hard. She gently kissed the top of his head and he looked up to see her face once again streaked with tears. It broke his heart and he started to regret it. She saw this in his eyes and smiled, pulling him closer, pressing her lips against his. The regret soon left and he smirked into the kiss. When they pulled back, Itachi rolled to her side and lie don his beack. She rolled to her side and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. "Night, Itachi-san. Thank you."
"You're welcome. Sweet dreams, Dei-chan." And with that said, both fell asleep. Itachi woke to hear his mother's voice and a frantic Deidara.
"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Uchiha. I'm so so sorry, yeah." He heard the girl speak, pain laced in her voice.
"Oh Deidara." He heard his mother speak this time, her voice full of sympathy. Mikoto pulled the girl into a hug. "There's nothing to be sorry about, but you're only fourteen. You have so much to look forward to. Straighten out your life." She was being kind to the girl, hugging the crying girl. "Please, don't cry. I'm not mad at all." Deidara gave a small nod into the woman's shoulder, trying to calm herself.
They all must think I'm a whore. I have to get away. She forced the tears back. "Mrs. Uchiha. I have to go now. I'm sorry." She bowed deeply and ran from the house, heading for her own home. Itachi slowly sat up and tensed at the glare his mother was giving him.
"Itachi Uchiha. What the hell is wrong with you?! You know how much pain that girl is in! Why would you take advantage of her?"
"What?!" Itachi snapped. "I did not take advantage of her. I asked her several times if she was sure and she kept saying yes." It was a lie, but he knew she would have begged him to quit asking and just do it. She wasn't a whore in his eyes, just a girl in so much pain, begging for forgiveness and someone to comfort and hold her.
"Like hell. You're grounded." He just rolled his eyes and looked to the window as the woman walked from his room. He stood and grabbed some clothes, walking to his personal bathroom and getting a shower.
Back with Deidara, the girl closed and locked her door. Grabbing a razor blade, she sat on her front room floor and sliced her wrist, avoiding anything vital, in several places.
Later That Day;
Sasori hung up his cell, rather agrivated by now. Deidara hadn't answered her cell all day and Itachi couldn't give him answers as to where she was. He called Itachi for the tenth time that day. "Hello?"
"Have you heard from her?"
"Nope. She won't answer her cell. I'm on my way to her house."
"I thought you said you were grounded?"
"Mom left, so I have Sasuke with me so he won't rat on me."
"Alright. Call me if you have any luck."
"I will." Itachi hung up. "Not." He muttered under his breath, tossing the phone to Sasuke. "Unless it's Deidara, don't answer it." Sasuke nodded and sat the phone in his lap. A few minutes later, they pulled up to Deidara's and Itachi threw the car in park and stepped from the car. He walked up to Deidara's door and knocked, getting no answer. He turned the knob to find it unlocked, so he pushed it open. His world crashed then and there. Deidara lie passed out in the middle of the floor, her wrists bleeding, her carpet stained and soaked with her blood. "Fuck!" He ran over to her and dropped, pulling her head into his lap, grabbing her cell.
It wasn't but fifteen minutes before Deidara was in the hospital, Sasori, Itachi and Sasuke at her side. When she woke, she sat up real fast and clung to Itachi, tears sliding down her face. Sasori's eyes narrowed as Itachi slowly wrapped his arms around her. "Deidara...God..." She whispered an apology before Itachi pushed back on her shoulders. "What the hell is wrong with you?! Why the hell did you do that?!" Itachi snapped, making the girl tense up. She looked away and her eyes met Sasori's. Pain grabbed and squeazed at her heart. She tried to pull her gaze away, finding it imposible.
"Sasori-danna..." She whispered, finally able to move her gaze. Sasuke stood and started for the door.
"Come on, Itachi. Mom'll be home soon..." Itachi nodded and glanced at Sasori before following behind Sasuke.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Sasori asked, pulling her gaze back to him as he moved to her side. He rested a gentle hand on her shoulder and she flinched. "Deidara?"
"Please don't touch me, un." She whispered. "I don't love you anymore...Nor do you love me...I'm just someone you can fuck whenever you want, isn't that right, un?" More tears found their way down her cheeks, crossing the other streaks.
"What makes you think that?"
"You fuck every girl you lay eyes on, yeah!" She almost yelled, turning to look at him. He gave her the smirk that said watch it or else and she clamped her mouth shut. "Sorry, un." She whispered, closing her eyes.
Later that night, she was let go and went back to her own house, refusing Sasori's offer to stay at his place. However, she let him stay at her place and he had his way with her all night that night.
End;
Me; I know I ended it a bit on the bad side, but hey, who cares? The stories good, right? -; Please review!
Sasori; o.o
Deidara; O.O ITAAAAAAACHIIIIIIIIIIII! -clings-
Itachi; Ah! What the hell?! Hm...-smirks and grabs Deidara's ass-
Sasori; -glares- Keep your hands off her...him!
Deidara and Me; Read the next chapter!