The first chapter is reeally short, but it's kind of a prologue. Yes, it continues. This one's just pointless fluff. The name of the fic is not original, it's from an Oasis record. And Sasori, Deidara and aall the other characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

He was standing on a meadow, the right hand shading his face from the sun. He studied the field with his eyes quickly discovering a figure under a tree nearer to the edge. Even from the far he could see the redhead seemingly sleeping on the grass. He smiled to himself and started quickly running towards the other, though trying to be as quiet as possible. It didn't take him long to reach his target. And when he did, he roughly attacked him by jumping on him.

"Ugh, Deidara!" Sasori grunted and opened his eyes in surprise.

"Hmm, what?" the blond asked laying his head on his partners chest.

"What are you doing?"

"Snuggling".

"Yes, apparently".

Sasori smiled and raised his hand to gently play with Deidara's hair. He closed his eyes again to prevent the sun from blinding him. Deidara yawned and let himself go limp, which caused him to fell off his partner. Sasori sniggered. The blond rose into a sitting position gazing a hurt look on the redhead.

"Dannaa, it's not funny, I hurt my arm", he whined crossing his arms and placing his upper body on Sasori again, his head leaning on his arms.

"It's still funny".

Deidara groaned in disagreement. Sasori patted him on the head still smirking.

"Do you want me to kiss it better?" he asked playfully.

"Maybe… "

The puppet master rose up, Deidara sliding next to him. Sasori took Deidara's other arm and softly kissed each of his fingers then moving slowly higher. Deidara's face lit up in pure joy.

"That better?" Sasori asked moving some hair away from the blonds face.

"Not yet" the other said smiling slyly.

"Oh?"

"It still hurts, right here" he said placing a finger on his lips.

"Then there's only one cure for it".

Sasori smirked and leaned closer, softly placing his lips on the boys next to him. Deidara gleefully smiled into the kiss. Sasori then returned to his former position on the ground while Deidara cuddled beside him.

"Will you come back with me to the hideout, hmm?" the clay artist asked rising his head to face the seemingly younger boy.

"What, now?"

"Well, that's what I came to ask you from".

"Oh, and me thinking you just wanted to see me", he smiled despite the context, knowing it wasn't exactly like he said.

"That's one reason. The other is that I want you to take a bath with me", Deidara said caressing the wooden skin beneath Sasori's shirt.

"You do, now?"

"Yes, I do".

"In that case I accept your offer".

"Good. It's a deal then", he yawned between his sentences "but let's lie here for now, if that's okay".

"Of course. That's what I'm here for. A personal pillow, at your service".

Deidara giggled a bit.

"And how much do I have to pay for your duties?"

"One hundred kisses per hour", Sasori said wrapping his arms around the blond Akatsuki and smirking even wider than before.

"A fair offer", he said leaning over his danna for a kiss.