Document Opened: 09/23/2009, 03:56am.
Authors Note:
For the slash_me_twice community at LiveJournal. Link can be found in my profile.
Claim: Deidara.
These are shounen-ai/Yaoi only. And Dei is always uke.
Theme/Prompt: No.58: Mask.
Pairing for the prompt: TobiDei.
Disclaimer: Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto. Not I.
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On nights like this one, the blond would always trail a finger, following the swirled pattern of the taller males orange mask.
It was curiosity that drove him to do it. Trying to see if he couldn't find out what lay beneath the thing covering his face. He often wondered if it was a face that was horribly disfigured or one that had no scars. Not even a scratch.
Even laying so close, he still couldn't see what was in the one hole Tobi used to view from. It was too dark.
But any time he thought he was close to something, Tobi would silently but not harshly grab his wrist and for reasons he still didn't know, he would become more tired then he remembered being and as his eyes would shut the last thing he would remember while falling asleep was being pulled against a warm body.
And the next morning they had things to do and no time for thinking about the previous night.
It seemed tonight wasn't going to be any different as the masked ninja had already gotten ahold of his wrist and tilted his head down slightly.
A few moments later the blonds eyes were slowly but surely falling shut and the last thing he remembered were two arms wrapping around him and being pulled up against the warm body of the other male and vaguely hearing Tobi speak. "One day, sempai. One day."
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Authors Note:
I like how this came out.
Finshed: 09/23/2009, 04:35am.