True to his promise, Zetsu convinced Sasori to speak to Aki for a little while. Sasori didn't have anything against her, in fact, it was the opposite. For some reason, she didn't annoy him as much as she originally did any more. Not after the night they spent talking, that is. However, he was still on the way back to the base when Zetsu called his cell phone. He still needed another half hour before he could talk to her. He wasn't dumb, it had to be something about the blonde.

The blonde...

Sasori's heart dropped at the thought. He had never felt this depressed since his parents died. It was a memory he never wanted to bring up again. That was a horrendous experience. Those lonely nights, empty rooms, empty heart, it was all happening again. He thought he had gotten rid of that problem by hardening his heart, even going as far as to become a puppet! But no, Deidara was different. Deidara was special. Sasori wanted to embrace Deidara and never let him go. The blonde was so precious to the puppeteer.

Sasori had to set things right. He must. And if his calculations were right, Aki had a plan. The girl was so spontaneous, so different from normal kunoichi and villagers. She was well aware of the danger she could've been in but continued to stay with that and go as far as willingly have sex with the Akatsuki. Or, mostly willingly, save for Sasori's case. The red-head still felt a little remorseful, not that he would've told anyone, but he was spellbound. There was just something about her...

There was a loud crash as it started to pour heavily. A thunder-storm, thought Sasori. He had better make it back to base quickly lest the storm get worse. He needed to get to Deidara too.

Deidara sat on his bed in his and Sasori's room. It had been a couple of days since the incident had occurred. He slept alone every night, feeling lonely. He wanted to crawl over to his Danna's bed and sleep with him, to feel Sasori gently wrap his arms around the blonde's waist and hold him so close. The blonde wanted to tear at the thought. He wanted Sasori more than ever. He missed the male so much. He wanted to feel his Danna's gentle touches against his skin, be it caressing, molesting, hell he would even settle for a slap! It had been too distant between the two of them. He wanted - no, needed - Sasori so badly. Yet, he was afraid that his Danna would've just used him for sex. It couldn't be, could it?

His Danna wouldn't do that to him. He had treated him so dearly and lovingly showered him with affection. Deidara was sure that Sasori wasn't just using him. But there was just this fear, eating at him, making him weaver.

He hugged himself, pretending that it was his Danna, but it didn't work. He still longed for the other's affection. Soon, he heard a loud boom in the distance. Lighting and thunder was observed by the pyro through the window. Danna's out there, un.

He heard the thunder crash again and again. The storm didn't seem good. He sat quietly listening to the heavy storm, his calm breathing becoming hitched. He took shorter breaths instead and felt a familiar tingling in his loins. Damn, he hated it when this happens. Since he was younger, he had found out his strange liking for thunder storms, a sexual kind of liking.

Usually he would do something to occupy himself from hearing the loud cracking thunder sounds, but now he found it difficult to ignore the annoying throb. He knew Sasori wouldn't be back so soon and had a brilliant idea. He laid down on the bed and started to unfasten his pants. He let it slide down his legs and wrapped a hand around his problem. He had forgone wearing underwear today because all he did now was sit and mope.

He went at it slow at first, not wanting to cum just so soon. He let his fantasies run wild. It's been a while since he had done this. Sasori had never approved of Deidara touching himself like this. He felt that it was an act of betrayal since the red-head would always be there to satisfy him. Sure he was gentle and affectionate with the blonde, but his sadistic side came out whenever he was angry.

The blonde's breath quickened as he picked up the pace. His hand-mouths licked along the underside of his shaft, grazing the tip of his cock with its teeth. Deidara moaned loudly as he imagined it was Sasori doing that to him. D-danna, more...

He quickened his pace, not even trying to muffle his moans, hoping Sasori would come and punish him. One of his mouths let its damp tongue run over the crease of his balls, making him see white. He could feel his precum dripping of its slit, making him go harder at himself. He bucked erratically into his own hand, squeezing his eye tightly and screaming as he came. His hand-mouth lapped it up hungrily, clearing all evidence and the other continued to milk him dry. He shuddered and spasmed violently, enjoying the blissful feeling.

As he opened his eyes, he saw a shade of brown.

He widened his eyes in realization. He would've covered his privates if it wasn't for the fact that he had kicked his blankets and pillows off the bed while squirming about. He sat up cross-legged, hoping that it would've made him more presentable.

"Aki, un." He greeted, trying to calm down from the embarrassment. Did that girl really watch him masturbate like that?

"D-Dei." She replied. She was obviously still shocked. Aki was holding a tray with some scones and tea on it. She must've known that I haven't eaten all day, un. She placed the tray down gently on Sasori's work table before plopping down on to the bed to sit with the blonde. The brunette had a lot to talk about. Given her straight-forward persona, her next few words didn't surprise Deidara at all.

"Have you forgiven him? What's keeping you from it?" She asked softly.

Deidara gave a small yawn. "I... Un. It's not that I don't want to. I'm just afraid, Aki."

"Well what are you afraid of? Sasori is still Sasori no matter what he does. Isn't he?"

"That's what I'm afraid of, un. What if all this time, Danna was just acting to get in my pants?" Deidara bit his lip. Why the fuck am I thinking like this? Danna would never do that to me! What... What's wrong with me, un?

Aki saw the look on Deidara's face and smiled softly in understanding. His fears were eating him up again, and it wasn't even his fault. "Deidara," she said gently, catching his fullest attention, "don't you think Sasori would have too little patience to wait that long for you? You know how he is, of he wants it, he'll take it. Yet he waited for you for so long, even being patient as pleasure overwhelmed him. Don't you think it isn't like the normal Sasori-no-danna you know?"

Deidara smiled lightly, tears welling in the corner of his eyes as he remembered these precious memories. His heart swelled with happiness as he realized Aki spoke words of complete truth.

"Love... It changes people, Dei. I shouldn't need to tell you, but Sasori loves you."

Deidara blushed lightly, smiling to himself. "You're right, Aki. Thank you, un, for everything."

"Don't thank me just yet. You still have to set things right with Sasori. Oh, and let me suggest some make-up-sex." She suggested with a wink.

"Well then, let me just give you some thank-you-sex~" He winked too, before connecting his lips to hers. He licked her lips, getting the grant that he wanted almost immediately. His tongue molded around Aki's as it invaded her mouth. She moaned loudly into the kiss.

"Well someone seems eager." He commented as he pulled away for her to catch a breather.

"Watching you jerk off got me horny." She explained as he started marking her. However, her neck was already filled with more than a few hickeys. His mark wouldn't be significant on her neck if he left it there. Instead, he slowly pushed her down so that she was laying on the bed. He lifted her shirt up just till he could reach the patch of skin above the brunette's right breast. He nipped and sucked on the area as his hands roamed her sides, sending tingling sensations down her body. Once he was sure he left nice purple mark, he gave the spot one last flick before reconnecting his lips to hers.

"We're going all the way this time." Aki told him.

"Of c-"

"Deidara?" A familiar voice rang through the blonde.

The bomber quickly turned his head to meet the gaze of his Danna. "S-Sasori!" The blonde exclaimed, a tinge of happiness in his voice. Aki crawled out from under the blonde, adjusting her shirt properly before walking towards the door, past Sasori. The red-head would've tried stopping her if she hadn't had said, "I'll leave you two to talk things out."

Deidara stared into those brown eyes that are always embed into his memory. Sasori's eyes were wider than usual by a fraction, most likely from shock. Deidara smiled softly to himself, he could always tell what was off with his Danna. His next few words were filled a mix of remorse, happiness and longing.

"Danna, un..."

Yes, after not updating for a ridiculously long amount of time, I leave this first chapter with a slight cliff-hanger. Please don't kill me :D I still love you guys :x and hope that you guys will still read my works xD

It's just that I've been having project after project and tests every weeks and my exams are next week too :P But I shall try to update soon :) Then have more updates after my mid-years! Hope you guys can wait for me until down.

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