Yessss. That time of the year, my birthday! Anyway, like last year this is an Akatuski fic. If any of you remember, it was called "Memories Forgotten in the Rain". Standard disclaimer applies.
Warnings: Crude sex humor, limes, language, slight yaoi-ness (Nothing major). The rating is either a high T or low M.
-:Whatever Happened to the Moonlight?:-
The early spring time air smelled of freshly blooming sakura trees, maple leaves, and spring time pollens. A light breeze wafted through the warm air, ruffling a blonde's hair. His blue eye scanned over the object in his hands, the chunk of hardened clay shaped precisely to resemble someone he cared for. He ran his thumb over it, smiling slightly.
"…Deidara." Said person jumped, quickly hiding the object in his lap. He turned and gave the one he called "danna" a nervous grin.
"O-oh, Sasori-danna, what brings you here, un?" he looked at Deidara with question, wondering why he jumped.
"What's in your lap?"
"N-Nothing!" Sasori walked over to the nervous blond, trying to get a better look. Deidara just shoved it more into his lap, just before Sasori could give it a glance.
"Give it to me." He commanded.
"But…I don't have anything, un." Deidara said innocently.
"Stop playing dumb."
"But I'm a blonde!"
"…" Sasori had no comeback to that. "I said give it to me."
"I said I don't have anything, un."
"Then why are you holding your lap?"
"Because." Was his simple answer.
"Dammit Deidara! If it's nothing, let me see!"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because I said so." He smiled. Sasori twitched. Having his patients spent, Sasori grabbed one of the blonde's arms, while using his other hand to grab what was in Deidara's lap.
"I said give it to me!!"
"NO! IT'S MINE! H-Hey! Stop trying to grab my crotch!" Deidara wailed, just being able to back Sasori off enough so it couldn't get 'it'.
"Dammit! You idiot, give it here!" Sasori sounded a bit strained, he was close to getting whatever it was, but Deidara held it just out of his reach.
"NO!"
"…What the hell are you two doing?" both Sasori and Deidara froze, starring at the new person who had spoken. Blue-tinted skin, beady eyes, gill-like marks, impossibly tall…It was Kisame.
At this moment, Deidara had noticed how close Sasori's hand was to his crotch, and the suggestive look Kisame was giving them both. "Gyah!" he pushed Sasori away from him, making the sand-nin fall on his back.
"W-We weren't doing anything! I mean-We were just--!" Kisame but his hands on his ears.
"I changed my mind! I don't even want to know!" he ran away quickly, before anyone could say anymore. Sasori groaned and picked himself up from where he was thrown, dusting off his cloak. Deidara quickly threw whatever the object was down a hill. Sasori turned to him just as his finished discarding it.
"What was it?"
"It who?" he asked blankly.
Sasori sighed. "I don't have anymore time for you and your dumb blondeness." He stalked back to Akatuski hideout, with Deidara obediently trotting behind him.
-:Say Goodbye to the moonlight:-
Sasori opened the door to the hideout without taking off his shoes. Deidara bent down, pulling his own shoes off his feet, before taking off his cloak and dropping it on top of his shoes. He noticed Sasori going down a hallway; he had to hurry or he'd loose him. The hideout had many twisting and turning and dead-end winding hallways; Deidara himself got lost sometimes.
He started to run, but he felt something wet under his feet, and slipped, falling dead on his nose with a loud 'CRACK!'. He sat up, rubbing his sore nose, a bit surprised that it wasn't bleeding.
"Deidara, go be blonde somewhere else. I'm cleaning." He looked up to see the elder Uchiha, with a mop in one of his hands, the other on his hip.
"Look, you idiot. You smudged up the place I just finished mopping. I should make you do it over." Deidara stared blankly; Itachi Uchiha, one of such high pride, was cleaning? Apparently, yes. Itachi hated a dirty environment, because it was unhealthy, or some other shit like that. And thanks to Itachi's sharingan, he'd clean the house until no microorganisms were able to be detected.
"Why don't you just put on an apron and wash the dishes like the good mommy you are, un?" Deidara yelped and rolled out of the way as the mop crashed down so hard that the cherry wood hardwood floor cracked beneath it. If he had been a second slower, that could have been his head. Itachi glowered at the blonde before resuming his cleaning. Deidara scampered out of the room.
Trying to remember the route to his room, Deidara took the first left down the candle lit hallway. He followed it all the way down, taking the last right. He saw an open door, but his knew that his room-It was Hidan's. When he passed Hidan's room, he knew he was going to correct way.
Just was he has passing, something was thrown at him, which he just barely ducked. He looked at the thing that was thrown at him, and it was a sandal. Wanting to know why a sandal was thrown at him, Deidara peered inside the room. Hidan was in his closet, randomly throwing things out, obviously looking for something. Clothes, weapons, and such were strewn around the room, too.
"Un, why are you throwing things?" Hidan stopped, looking over his shoulder at the blonde.
"I'm looking for something."
"But you don't have to throw things, un." He said showing Hidan the sandal.
"Then learn how to duck." Deidara pouted. He had ducked. If he didn't, he would have had a black eye.
"And you need to pack. You, me, Sasori, and Itachi are going on a group mission tomorrow." Deidara nodded, he already knew.
"But what about Tobi, Zetsu, Kazuku, and Kisame, un?" Hidan shook his head.
"This is going to be a harder mission, so the leader didn't want the weaker ones slowing us down."
"Un." Deidara nodded. "What is the mission? Sasori-danna said he was going to tell me, but…" he trailed off, not wanting to mention that he lost Sasori; and knew he'd get lost trying to remember the way to his room. Hidan sighed and sat on his bed.
"We're going to Getsugakure (Village Hidden under the Moon) to retrieve some girl." Hidan scratched his head. "She's some wolf demon, but not a jinchūriki, as unlikely as it seems. We are ordered to take her here, and take with wolf demon's spirit intact."
"Sounds easy enough, un…"
"Not really. She's a famous singer in Getsu, and many other villages have tried to kidnap her, to use the wolf demon against other villages. Apparently, she killed any who have tried to take her. But the odd thing is that everyone says she's a kind-hearted person. She's almost Akatuski material. She goes by the name of 'Tyyumi'."
Deidara nodded, only half understanding. He decided not to pester Hidan with his questions such as 'How long will it take to get there?', 'How is she a demon spirit, but not a jinchūriki?', and 'How long will this mission take?' Hidan continued ripping apart his room in search of whatever his was looking for.
-:Say Goodbye to the Moonlight:-
Deidara was peacefully asleep in bed, much to everyone's dismay. Just as everyone who was going on the mission was ready to go, they noticed they were one person short. Growling, Sasori volunteered to get Deidara. Sasori found Deidara messily tangled in his sheets, sleeping on his back. Sasori peered down to Deidara's face until their noses were only an inch apart.
Deidara's eyebrow twitched as me moaned and turned away. Sasori puffed out a breath, warm air landing on Deidara's cheek. The blonde slowly blinked as he registered how close Sasori was. His eyes widen, and he screamed.
"AHHHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" Sasori clamped his hand over his ears.
"You dumb idiot! Shut the hell up!" he hissed. "Get dressed so we can GO! WE HAVE A DAMN MISSION TODAY, YOU DUMB BLONDE!"
"Oh yeah." Deidara said calmly. "But did you have to be so close, un?"
"It got you awake, didn't it?" Sasori shoved his pinky in his ear. Deidara got up and started to change. Sasori sat on the bed and sighed; Deidara always took the longest to get ready. He watched to blonde take off his clothes with bored eyes, he had seen Deidara's unclothed form many times before. Deidara took his sweet time, not caring if everyone was waiting on him. He preferred it this way, in fact.
"Hurry up and take a shower. I can smell you from over here." Deidara turn around and gave Sasori a dirty look.
"Then why are looking at my ass, un?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are. You're telling me to take a shower as cover up, un." Sasori looked away.
"Just take a damned shower before I wash you myself."
"Yeah, I'm sure you'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Deidara!" he said with a warning.
"Okay, okay. I'm going, un. Sheash."
About 20 minutes later, Sasori was going to rip Deidara's head off. He had been in that bathroom too long. Sasori barged the door open. "DEIDARA!" he shouted. Said person was in front of the mirror, in nothing but a towel. The only thing different was he had his hair up in his usual pony-tail.
"Get some fucking clothes on so we can GO!" he roared.
"But Sasori-dannaaaaaaaaaaaa!" he whined.
"WHAT?"
"I look ugly todayyy!" Sasori twitched.
"LOOK, YOU IDIOT. WHO CARES ABOUT HOW YOU LOOK!? YOU'RE A FUCKING SHINOBI!" Deidara pouted.
"FINE! I'll get dressed." He skulked out of the room to his closet. He put on the standard Akatuski clothes and cloak.
"Can we go now?" Sasori sighed. "I hope you packed last night." Deidara nodded, and picked up his backpack.
"Good." He grabbed the blonde-nin's wrist and pulled him out of the room to the lobby where everyone was giving Deidara dirty looks.
Deidara looked back. "What?"
They all muttered nothing, and left the house.
-:Say Goodbye to the Moonlight:-
About a half hour of zooming through trees and empty fields, Deidara finally spoke.
"Can someone tell me more about his mission? I mean, how do we know that this girl looks like?" No one said anything for a while, but Itachi finally explained all the finer details. The wolf demon spirit resides in her body, but has not taken over her. He has the ability to summon white wolves, and communicate with them. She is also known to be very powerful; being able to take out top shinobi's with ease.
She had long blonde hair, but with blue bangs- something that makes her stand out- violet eyes, tall, slender, well-endowed, and very beautiful. Deidara sighed. Hidan was right, this didn't seem easy.
"How long will it take to get to Getsu, un?" Itachi glanced up at the sky.
"About three days." He said thoughtfully. "Getsu is located in Tsuki no Kuni, (Land of the Moon) which is an island. It will only take us a day to get to Ame no Kuni's (Village of the Rain) harbor, which has steamboats that lead to Yuki (Snow), Getsu, and all the rest of the non-shinobi countries."
"Wait. How the hell are we going to get on a fucking steamboat! We're Akatuski! Do you think they'll just say 'Sure! We'll let 4 serial killers on our boats and let them pass on to Getsu! No problem!'" Hidan spat. Itachi looked back at Hidan.
"Hence why we know transformation jutsus!"
"Even still! If even one of us makes a mistake-"
"We won't, Hidan. Shut up." Hidan grunted in return at Itachi's stern, father-like voice. Sasori sighed.
"This girl better be worth it."
"From what I hear, she is. I think the Leader wants her to consider joining Akatuski." Itachi though out loud.
"He wouldn't do something irrational like that, would he?" Itachi looked away.
"Why else. We are ordered not to kill her."
"As if we could…" Deidara mumbled.
" --From the way you describe her, un." Deidara quickly added.
"Aww, getting scared are we?" Hidan teased.
"N-No!"
"Heh. You don't sound very confident."
"Shut up!"
"Both of you shut the fuck up! I won't have three days of you two arguing!"
"Actually, Sasori, it only takes us three day to get there. We'll rest two days, and however long it takes to find her." Itachi explained.
"Even better. If you two argue anymore, I'll turn you into puppets. Got it?"
"Un, Sasori-danna."
"Whatever…"
"Good."
-:Say Goodbye to the Moonlight:-
I'm breaking this up into parts because I wrote this whole thing in one document, and it was 25 pages. I couldn't upload ALL of that, because a document that is 25 pages can seem quite intimidating. So, please enjoy this fic!