Of Colors and Lovers
A/N: This is for black55widow for her birthday.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the characters.
For a rare moment quietness filled the room that both Itachi and Deidara were occupying. To anyone outside the room, this worried them. For the past month strange but not new noises were being produced from within the room. Of course, they all knew why the noises were being made. Itachi and Deidara had somehow become a couple and were in the process of screwing each other with no ending in sight.
That seemed to be the case until today. None of the Akatsuki members dared to enter the room for fear of having their eyes burned, both in reality and in their minds. Yet morbid curiosity had gotten to them and now they had each voted someone to go and check on the blond and the dark-haired ninjas. However, the voting system didn't work since they each voted for a person that was not there at the moment: their leader. And even after voting for someone that was there, they had all come down to a tie between all of them. It was useless, but they kept at it.
"Itachi-kun, pass me that one, un," the blond artist ordered, not looking up from his paper. He had a frown on his face, not of sadness but of concentration.
The other ninja was the same, but his back was turned to Deidara. "Here," he said, tossing a random object back at his lover without looking.
The blond caught it in his hand and sighed. "You gave me the wrong one! I wanted that one, un," he said, standing up to full height from the messy floor. Placing a hand on his hip, he looked at the other ninja with a scowl.
Knowing full well that his lover was staring at him, or at least his back, he turned. "You could get it yourself, Deidara-kun," he countered. The blonde's visible eye widened before relaxing. Itachi could feel an argument approaching.
"You're closer to it than I am, un!" he shouted. Before Itachi could respond, the blond walked over to him, grasped his face and kissed him. "Itachi-kun, you look so cute when you argue…" he whispered before diving in for another kiss, this time dipping his tongue into his lover's mouth.
As much as he hated it, Itachi pulled free. After gathering his breath, he turned to his boyfriend. "Does this mean we can put a stop to this ridiculous contest?"
Deidara looked thoughtful for a mere moment. Nodding, he retorted, "It's not ridiculous, but yes. We've got other things to do, Itachi-kun, un?"
It was Hidan who had been voted by the group to check on their two love-filled companions. He gritted his teeth before taking a short breath. Checking to be sure that he was ready, he nodded to himself and raised a hand to pull open the bedroom door.
What happened next is not yet known since Hidan never spoke of it. He did, however, gave the rest of the Akatsuki a piece of paper. Upon the looking at the paper, the rest of them arranged the clues and came down to a conclusion.
"So, Itachi and Deidara were having a drawing contest, but ended up screwing in the end? And Deidara won?" Pein asked and saw the rest nod. "I see," he said, "but who's black55widow and why are they wishing her a happy birthday?"
A/N: Hope you liked it. Thanks for reading!