(A/N) I'm back after a break between school and registering for a temp job. :/ Anyhow, Angelbelkin gave me a great idea for the sequel. Well, technically this is the 3rd installment of what was supposed to be a one-shot, but who's complaining. XD Thanks again for all the comments and a special thanks to Angelbelkin who's helping me with a story plot and my infuriating writers block.
A calm fall breeze tousled Deidara's blonde hair as he stared out at the field-like ground surrounding the Akatsuki base. He couldn't believe it's been a whole year since he and Madara had been together. It seemed like yesterday that Tobi was acting like an idiot and he was compensating by throwing an explosion filled fit. The idea of Tobi blowing up made him smile. It always had for some reason.
"I wonder if he's gonna show his real self, hmm," Deidara asked himself mentally.
Naturally, he knew the answer. Madara went to great lengths to fake his death over fifty years ago and as far as he knew, it wasn't going to change any time soon. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Deidara grinned mischievously at how much he really knew about his immortal lover. Just the raw information he had on the Uchiha was enough to start another Great War. Luckily, he wasn't the kind of prick who fucks with people just because he could. Of course, the idea didn't stray too far from his mind when he was fighting with his partner.
"Well," the bomber determinedly announced to no one in particular, "It's our anniversary and if I don't want to be the asshole that has to sleep on the couch tonight."
The blonde man got a swagger in his step as he walked away from the field toward the small village nearby the base. He was bound determined to one up his partner even if it killed him, hence his competitive nature.
Location: Hidden Rain Village~
The village was crowded with people like normal. The common folk passed the bomber without a second glance. Since Madara agreed to protect the little village, which Hidan exclusively called a heathen dirt hole, the villagers kept mostly to themselves. Deidara was nearly lost in thought as a group of giggling girls passed him and stared curiously at his cloak. One shoved the other and another whispered into the lead girl's ear, laughing and blushing the entire time. As far as hyper teenagers go, Dei assumed it was normal. He soon forgot about them as the crowdedness of the city was getting on his nerves. He soon spotted a bridge that went directly through the center of town. He wasn't looking forward to summoning one of his creations just to find a simple flower shop.
"God damned….stupid people….," he grumbled under his breath while stopping at the top of the stone bridge.
He began to hate being around crowds. The stray stares from the villagers made him jumpy. He knew better than to get too edgy around these people considering they were just simple farmers, fisherman, and scholars, but something about them didn't sit well with him.
"Excuse me," a soft voice said, making the bomber nearly jump out of his skin.
Deidara flung around and found himself staring directly into a giggly village girls face. He observed her quickly and guessed her to be maybe fourteen or fifteen. The girl tucked a piece of her brunette hair behind her ear and smiled at him.
"Are you lost," she nervously giggled, "I've seen most of the Akatsuki, but I never seen you."
Dei swallowed to get a better control his nerves and looked the curious girl over. He admitted the girl was attractive for her age, but there was no way in hell he would ever trade Madara for her.
"Uh no, un," he answered casually, "I'm just looking for a gift for my….my uh, girlfriend."
He thought it would be better not to tell a young girl that he was dating a man or better yet their village protector. No need to frighten the little thing. The girls expression was sad for a moment after he said 'girlfriend', but quickly went to excited.
"Oh cool," she exclaimed, nearly bouncing from excitement, "she's so lucky! Anyway, I know the perfect place for a gift!"
Deidara relaxed his body slightly, seeing how she couldn't possibly be a ninja in disguise and returned her hyper attitude with a sweet smile. He moved his hand away from his clay pouch and rested them on his hips before answering her.
"Yeah she is, hmm."
The girl's smile broadened and grabbed the sleeve of his cloak and tugged eagerly.
"Come on then," she called out, "I'll take you there!"
Dei was taken off guard when she reached out and grabbed a hold of him, but remembered that she was just a common village girl and promptly complied with her commands. She dragged him a couple of blocks rattling on like a hyper teenager before saying anything he was interested in.
"This place is the bomb," she laughed, "It has everything from flowers to xxx stuff!"
He almost laughed himself when she used the expression 'bomb'. If she only knew…
"Here it is," she chirped, "I can help you find something specific if ya want!"
Deidara laughed nervously and stared up at the painted store sign in awe. The simply written sign didn't show off the criteria that the girl had told him. The brown and white paint looked as plain as it could get.
"Oh by the way," the girl said as she slipped off into the crowd, "My names Chiyo if you need some help with anything!"
A cold chill pierced Deidara's spine as he heard the teenage girl say her name. It was the very name that Sasori had spoken about so long ago. Of course, this girl certainly wasn't Sasori's deceased grandmother. She just shared the same name. The bomber shook himself and took a calming breath. He hated thinking too much about his ex-partner. He loved Madara with all his heart, but Sasori held a special place in his heart as his first love. He swallowed back a lump in his throat and casually walked into the store, trying to keep his memories from bothering him.
A bell chimed as soon as the door swung open, making the blonde twitch. He glanced around the surprisingly large store and looked at the walls lined with toys, flowers, and a sign hanging over a door that said 'XXX' very distinctively. He scanned the aisles of candies and teddy bears before a large, solidly built man walked out of the xxx section. The guy looked like a bulldozer, but didn't look to have a single drop of fat on him. He looked more like an ad for testosterone.
"Hi there, mi-man," the large man stuttered, narrowly catching himself as he saw the black and red cloak.
Dei glared curiously at the large man, making him sweat a little. The now nervous store owner slicked his dark hair back and waved at the bomber.
"Is there something I can help you with?," he asked, clearing his throat slightly.
Being bold, Deidara walked up to the man and smirked at him. He saw the bulldozer of a man visibly flinch in his presence. The bomber was pleased with the kind of fear the Akatsuki instilled in people. Hidan would kill to see this and he knew it.
"I'm looking for an anniversary gift, hmm," the blonde stated, "I was told you had things of that nature here."
"Yes," the man said, wringing his hands nervously, "Here at Brennon's, we have just about everything that would how you say tickle your fancy."
Dei almost cracked up for the second time that day. The man began to sweat even more as his newest customer laughed. The bomber nodded and said a simple thank you and went directly into the xxx section. Honestly, he didn't give a damn about this village or anyone in it, but found humor in the smallest things while being here. He sensed the owner leave back to the front desk of the store and was generally relieved. He didn't want some bulldozer breathing down his neck if he found anything perverted for Madara to play with.
After a few minutes of browsing, the bomber wondered if he should be uke tonight or just woo the Uchiha to the point of horniness. The multitude of costumes and gummy handcuffs were getting him in the mood by just looking at them. Just then, he got the perfect idea. A sexy little black dress, stilettos, a whip, and a couple of chains and his plan would be complete. He was thrilled with the idea of making Madara so hard he would break the bed (again) with a good hard fucking. Deidara felt pleasure tingle up his legs at the thought. If Madara was thinking to get away with a simple kiss and a pat on the ass tonight, he was dead wrong. The bomber grabbed an armload of the things he needed and snickered to himself the entire time. Unbeknownst to him, the skittish store owner was on the phone at his desk.
"Yes," the large man whispered to the receiver, "He's here. Some kind of anniversary I think. Yeah, he's back to normal. Quite unsuspecting actually. Okay."
The owner hung up the phone and stared at the xxx sign with self-assurance. His earlier notions of fear dissolved while away the wild bomber. The large man gave a devilishly fangy smile to himself.
"When Master's plan comes together," the owner thought to himself eagerly, "I'd love to see the look on the blonde pricks face."
Dei soon emerged from the back room with an armload of items and laid them on the counter. The store owner could hardly keep his poker face straight as he rung up the price. Keeping impartial as a simple commoner was beginning to get hard for the large man. His job as a spy and rouge ninja for hire made him sensitive the small signals the blonde was sending.
"Yes," he thought, "this fuck up's not going to betray Lord Orochimaru again. Not like last time he failed us."
The bomber paid for his purchase and slipped out the door, completely unaware of the events unfolding behind closed doors. The owner picked up the phone he hid under his desk and dialed a sequence of numbers.
"Hello, Master," the large man said, "He just left."
"Perfect," a familiar, hissy voice answered, "Tell the others to keep an eye on him. I'm almost done with the body."
(A/N) Yeah, my first chappies are always a bit short, but I got great news! My favorite part is coming up in chapter two! OMG, I love writing yaoi! :D Angelbelkin knows what's going on, but do you?
Love ya! See you next chappie! 3