The red head put the last of the laundry in the dryer. He sighed, pressing the button that finally turned it on. He turned around, starting to put some laundry in the washer. Piece by piece. Boxers, boxers, shirt, pants, another shirt, socks, panties, … wait, panties?
He picked the panties up, observing them, pink and frilly. Definitely not his.
He yelled out a string of curses that would make his best friend Hidan blush and threw them on the top of the hamper.
He walked calmly into the dining room, sitting down at a table, thinking.
He and his fiancé were the only people living in this house. Him and Deidara. He most certainly would not have a woman over, considering he was gay. But Deidara … who was bisexual, would. Considering his vast history with woman and that little fucking black book that Sasori had tried to get him to throw away is full of girls and boys who are quite willing to let the 6'2 foot blonde fuck them, he's the only one who could have the possibility of someone else's panties in the house.
The red head sighed, standing up, he calmly walked over to the closet and pulled out what he was looking for. His metal baseball bat. He smiled, then went to check something in the garage.
"Motherfucker left his Ferrari." Sasori said, "My lucky fucking day."
Before I cause any real damage, let's check something …
He walked out, going onto the computer, he set his baseball bat down and logged onto the computer.
He logged onto his fiancés email, scrolling down the email's he had received.
"Who the fuck is … Oh hell no!"
He would not … could not. With his secretary? That pink haired bitch! Oh, she was so dead.
He clicked on the most recent email.
Hey Dei, Wanted to know if coming over tonight was okay? Red won't be home, will he?
Then he looked at the reply that 'Dei' had sent back to her only an hour ago.
Sure you can come over, he's supposed to be working late today. Can't wait to see you. Bring the maid's outfit, ;)
"I will be home. And you two just wait …" Sasori huffed, "Maid's outfit, him and his fucking dress up."
He clicked the email after that.
He almost – almost – threw up at what he saw. The pink haired bitch was sending naked photos of herself? What the hell … he had a feeling she was pink upstairs and downstairs.
His decision was final; he picked up the baseball bat and walked back into the garage. He smiled his creepy as smile and hit the window, cracking it. He continued to hit and hit, leaving dents all over the car. He then opened the door, taking out a knife and carving his name into the leather backseat. He got out, crashing the headlights out with the baseball bat, than slashing the tires.
"Motherfucking … cheating ass bitch!" He yelled, walking into the house.
He stomped upstairs, walking into Deidara's walk in closet. walked over to his shirts, ripping them off the hanger and carrying them to the balcony, he proceeded to throw them onto the grass outside. He did the same with the pants, throwing them off the balcony.
He walked back downstairs, walking into the garage and taking out some gasoline. He then walked outside and dumped the gasoline over the clothes.
"Ah, Ms. Dorothy might want to go inside." He said to the elderly woman who was watching him. The woman frantically nodded her head and ran inside, her poodle following close behind.
He then pulled out a cigarette lighting it, then dropping the lighter on the clothes, watching them fire up in flames. He smiled at his work, just like Deidara's art; fleeting.
He watched them burn out, then dumped water on the remaining ashes.
He then walked inside, grabbing his baseball bat and walking upstairs into Deidara's art room.
He took the bat and crashed it into the first sculpture, "I fucking loved you!" He yelled, breaking another one, "I gave you everything!" He stopped to catch his breath, then went over to the room they shared, he walked over to the plasma screen, "I hate you!" he yelled, tears now streaming down his face as he connected the bat to the screen. He dropped the bat, taking his shaking hands to the lamp, he picked it up and crashed it onto the floor, "You fucking bastard! I loved you!"
He stumbled down the stairs, going into their wine. No, he wasn't going to drink it. He was going to break it. Deidara's wine, not his.
His grabbed the bottles, and crashed them onto the floor. "Why…"
After about 5 minutes of stressing said question, he got angry again. He sighed, walking to his neighbors house. He was a woodman, right?
He knocked on the door.
"Hello Mr. Fuyo. Do you mind if I borrow your chainsaw?" he asked.
The man gave him a confused look but nodded, "I'll bring it to you, hold on."
Sasori nodded and smiled, he waited patiently for him to bring him the chainsaw.
He returned after a minute or two holding the chainsaw.
"You know how to work this thing, boy?" he asked.
Sasori nodded, "I work with wood myself sir. I just don't own a chainsaw." Sasori took the chainsaw and nodded to the man, "Thank you."
Sasori walked across the street to his own house. He walked into the living room and started the chainsaw.
"You cheating motherfucker!" he yelled as he ran the thing across the leather couch. "Don't fuck with me!" He ran the thing through anything he could get his hands on. Which was about everything.
Once his work was done, he sat on the debris filled ground and cried, Deidara would be home in about an hour and he wanted to be able to face him, but at the same time, he didn't. So, he decided to turn to his family.
X
No one in the Sabaku household expected to see their cousin standing outside their house, shaking and crying. He was a strong young-man. He hadn't even cried when his parent's died. But he was standing out here in the cold, crying. So the only one home of course invited him in.
"What the hell happened?" Temari asked.
Sasori looked up at her, "De-Deidara is … he's c-cheating on me."
Temari gasped, Deidara Iwa was not one to cheat on someone. He was a caring man, and was madly in love with her cousin. She had made sure of it before the blonde purposed. So, why in the hell would he cheat?
"You saw him?" Temari asked, taking a seat next to her cousin.
Sasori shook his head, "I found panties and saw emails, along with a naked photograph she sent."
"So you know who this bitch is?" Temari questioned as she drew soothing circles around the shaking male's back.
"His secretary, Sakura Haruno."
Temari froze, the pink haired chick that was always after Naruto's husband Sasuke?
Sasori looked up at her, "Yes, the pink haired one."
Temari stood up, "No fucking way!"
"Yeah, and they're meeting at our place today."
Temari growled, "We're stopping that meeting."
And before Sasori could do anything, Temari ran upstairs, grabbing something from her room and was dragging him into her car, and driving over to his place.
XX
Deidara looked over at the pink-haired woman, smirking.
"So, what do you wanna do, un?" He purred into her ear.
She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a hot kiss, "You of course." She whispered.
Deidara's smirk grew larger as he wrapped his hands around her waist.
Deidara had been doing this thing with Sakura for a while now, 6 months to be exact. He couldn't resist such a tempting offer. She was just so … sexy. He'd never seen someone with pink hair. Only blond, black, brown, and red – barely red. He'd always been attracted to people with unique hair colors, like Sakura and Sasori.
Sasori …
What would he do when he found out? He'd probably break up with him and kick his ass. Get Temari or Gaara to kick his ass. Deidara didn't know what he'd do if he lost Sasori. But Sakura, she was just … just some other person in his black book. Not someone serious like Sasori. Sasori was serious.
He didn't love Sakura. He loved Sasori. Sasori made him happy, mad, excited, sad, he brought out all these emotions in him, and he loved him for that. He really did. But he couldn't help but ask himself why he was doing this to Sasori? If he loved him so much, why was he hurting him? He just thought because he didn't want to be hurt first.
"Deidara, lets get going." Sakura said, snapping Deidara out of his thoughts. Deidara nodded, pulling the girl into a quick kiss.
"Let's go."
XX
Temari stepped into the house. It was like a danger zone. So this was what her family was capable of? Neji better never cheat on Gaara, because it would be a hell of a lot worse than this, and this … this was horrid.
Half of the furniture was in halves. Broken glass was everywhere. Broken pieces of clay lay around, and clothes were covered in … she sniffed … gasoline?
"Damn, you fucked this place up." She said, admiring his work.
Sasori chuckled, "You should see his car."
Temari smirked, "Well, we'll just wait for them to arrive."
And that's what they did. Sasori waited impatiently, waiting for the door to open and reveal a blonde and a pinkette, but it was taking too long for his liking. So, he went upstairs and started destroying more stuff. Temari even joined him.
But everything froze when they heard the door open. They ran downstairs and saw a pinkette with her legs wrapped around a blonde, kissing.
Sasori felt his heart tearing in half. It hurt, and he wanted to cry, but he was stronger than that.
When Sakura finally noticed the two standing there, she jumped off of Deidara.
"What baby, why'd y-" Deidara stopped in mid-sentence as he saw what Sakura was nervously looking at.
Sasori and Temari were glaring at the two.
"D-Danna, love, what are you doing here, un?" Deidara nervously asked.
Sasori hung his head low and reached into his back pocket, pulling out a pair of pink underwear.
"Are these hers?" He asked.
Deidara looked at the undies, they were indeed Sakura's.
He nodded.
Deidara then surveyed the house, "What the fuck happened?" he asked.
"Why the fuck is she here?" Sasori asked, changing the subject.
"helping with work." Sakura answered.
Temari stepped forward, "Don't talk, skank. He wasn't talking to you." She growled to Sakura.
"You did not just call me a sk-"
Deidara put his hand out to stop her, "Danna, what did you do to our house?"
Deidara watched as Sasori's shoulder's started shaking, he thought he was crying but when he looked up, the red head was laughing.
"What the fuck do you think! I destroyed it. Just like you destroyed me!"
"Danna –"
"Stop calling me that."
"Sasori, I'm so sorry, un." Deidara pleaded taking a step forward.
Sasori shook his head, "No you're not! I hate you!"
Deidara then shook his head, "No Sasori, you don't. We can get over this. This'll be just a little bump in our relationship."
"No, I hate you."
Deidara took a step forward, "Sasori no Danna, you don't know what you're saying."
"Yes I do! You fucking cheating bastard! I'm packing my shit, and I'm leaving, I never want to see you again!' Sasori yelled, stomping up the stairs. Temari let Deidara follow but stopped Sakura.
…
In about a minute, Sakura found herself face to face with the end of a gun.
"Listen here you pink-haired, home wrecking bitch, if I ever see you around Deidara, I'll blow your fucking head off."
Sakura started shaking, "It doesn't matter. I need him in my life."
Temari smirked and cocked her head, "Really? Why?"
Sakura looked down, "Because, I'm … pregnant."
XX
"Sasori! Listen to me!" Deidara yelled, as he watched his fiancé back his bags.
Sasori let his tears fall down his face, "Dei, please … I can't take this anymore." Sasori whispered.
Deidara picked Sasori up from the floor, "Sasori, I love you. Madly. I don't know what I was thinking."
Sasori looked away, "I have never cheated on you. I never remotely thought of cheating on you. I see good looking guys, who flirt with me all the time, but do you see me fucking these good looking guys. No! Because I fucking love you!"
Sasori pushed Deidara away and continued packing.
Deidara caught himself and grabbed Sasori's wrist.
"Get off me!" Sasori yelled, hitting the taller man in the chest. "I swear to God…"
Deidara pushed Sasori against the wall of their closet, "Sasori, listen to me, I fucking love you. Every time I fucked Sakura, I thought of you. And how what I was doing was wrong, and how much I was going to regret this. How much pain I was putting you through and how much pain I would have to go through if you left me."
"Deidara … please. I can't take this anymore." Sasori said, sliding down onto the floor once Deidara's grip loosened.
Deidara slid right on with him.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He whispered, rubbing his fiancés back.
"I'm sorry too …"
Deidara and Sasori sat like that, Deidara trying his best to calm his fiancé down.
"Are we … over?" Deidara asked, fearing the answer.
Sasori tensed, "I … I don't … we're going to have to delay the wedding." He mumbled.
Deidara's tears fell down his face, tears of happiness.
"But –" Sasori started, "If you ever, and I mean ever! Cheat on me again; I won't so much as look at you. I'll just leave you without a word."
Deidara laughed, "Yes! I'm so sorry baby, un! Thank you! Thank you so much." He sobbed.
Sasori turned around, hugging his fiancé, "It's okay … but you're firing her. And it's going to take a very long time for me to trust you again. Very long."
Deidara nodded as he cried into Sasori's shirt.
Sasori ran his fingers through Deidara's golden locks. He knew he wouldn't be able to leave him. No matter how hard he tried. This man … this man had captured his heart … his heart and soul. And he wasn't willing to let some skank take Deidara from him. He was going to hold on as tight as he could. No matter how hard she pulled, he was going to keep the blonde.
XX
Temari stared at the girl, "No." She muttered.
Sakura nodded, "Yes, I'm pregnant, and Deidara is the father. So I need him in my life. And that red head … he doesn't." Sakura said, walking forward, "And you can't shoot a pregnant woman."
Temari growled, "You're lucky I'm not Gaara…"
Sakura laughed, walking up the stairs.
Temari followed close behind and they walked into the closet where they heard murmurs and soft cries.
Sakura looked and saw Deidara cuddling Sasori, "Dei, let's go." She said.
Sasori glared at her and ran his fingers through Deidara's hair, "You can go, he's staying here with me. His fiancé."
"Love conquers all." Temari sighed happily.
Sakura looked at Deidara, waiting for him to object, "Dei, we need to go."
Deidara looked up at her, his blue eyes boring into her greens, "I'm staying here with Danna. He says he's giving me another chance."
"But … I'm pregnant." Sakura said.
The whole room froze.
"No …" Deidara whispered.
Sasori breathing got erratic, he broke himself away from Deidara and stood up, stumbling for a second before he got his balance, than he stumbled out of the closet and into the bathroom.
Deidara winced when he heard the sound of puking from the bathroom.
"Get out Sakura!" Sasori wailed.
Temari ran out of the room and into the bathroom, giving Sasori a piece of gum.
"It's okay, sweetie." She cooed to him.
"It's not!" He yelled, standing up and stumbling back into the room where Sakura and Deidara were holding a glaring match.
"It's not mines." Deidara said, "You fuck a lot of guys, Haruno, it's not mine."
Sakura looked at him with sad eyes, "Deidara, are you implying I'm a slut, because I swear this baby is yours."
Deidara shook his head, "No."
Sakura kneeled down next to him, taking his hand.
"Don't touch me." Deidara snapped, pulling his hand away.
Sasori looked at the hurt look on Sakura's face and snickered silently.
"Deidara, I swear, this is your baby." She said, placing her hand on her stomach, "I'm not lying."
"No Sakura, we used protection every time we had sex."
"99.9 percent affective. They won't work all the time." Sakura said with a sad smile, "Listen, we can live together. You don't have to be with Sasori. You know you want kids. And a gay couple adopting … doesn't look good for the company. But, I love you, and we can live a life together. With our kid, it'll be better than this, Dei. I promise."
Sasori silently scoffed as he waited for Deidara to respond.
Deidara shook his head, "I don't want a life with someone I don't love, Sakura. I love Sasori, not you."
Sakura slapped him, "If you love him, then why did we make love!"
"We didn't make love," Deidara said, completely forgetting that he had just been slapped, "We fucked, and you got knocked up! It was a mistake, un! Sasori is working on forgiving me and with you in the fucking picture, that's never going to happen! Get the hell out of our life!"
Sakura's face went red with anger, "It was more than just a fuck, Dei. We made love."
"Sakura, I have never one said I loved you. When we fucked, I never said your name. Do you know how badly I wanted to say Sasori's! Very. I don't love you."
Sakura shook her head vigorously, "You do!" She lied to herself. Thinking back on it, Deidara never did say her name when they – as she put it – 'made love'. Not once. And she's now just realizing it. Why hadn't he? She said his name … so why … why didn't he say hers?
"I don't."
Sasori stepped in, "I think we'll sort this out when the baby is born … but until then, we won't know." Sasori said, then he turned to Deidara, "I'm really sorry for destroying your stuff … it was wrong of me. Even though you deserved it."
Deidara smiled and stood up, "It's okay Danna. I would've done the same thing." He said as he hugged Sasori.
Sakura watched in envy as Sasori wrapped his petite arms around Deidara's strong frame. She wanted what Sasori had so bad. She had wanted what he had since high school. But she only got to taste test it. She didn't get to take it home. And that's what she wanted. Sasori didn't deserve Dei. He had only been a dick to Deidara in high school. But no! Deidara has to be so dense and not see that Sakura wanted him! He had to chase the boy to the ends of the world! Sakura would've took his hand when he offered it. But no! Not Sasori! He put him through so much, and he still got the best package at the end! He got Deidara … he got what Sakura wanted so badly.
"I'll hire some maids to clean up." Sasori said, breaking out of the hug.
"Okay, un. I'll finish up here."
The 6'2, blonde haired, blue eyed, tan skinned, piece of man candy turned back to look at her. And she stared into that deep, sapphire eye and about damn near melted. This was who she wanted, who she loved, and she'll be damned if she doesn't fight for him.
"I'm not giving up."
"Honestly, I didn't expect you too. But I get what I want." Sasori said than walked out.
Deidara watched him as he walked out, then turned his attention back to the pink haired girl in front of him.
"I'm not going to be with you Haruno, un." He said, about to step out.
"I'll fight for you, Deidara! You know I will! I won't give up! I'll have you!" Sakura yelled with a smile on her face, then she ran out of the closet and out of the house.
Deidara stepped out of the closet, getting a stern glare from Sasori and Temari;
"What?" he asked, stepping over the remains of a broken lamp.
"I'll pay for the damages, but I'll be staying with my family for now." Sasori said.
"Danna, un … don't leave." Deidara pleaded.
Sasori looked away from the pleading blue eyes. If he looked, he'd never be able to resist him.
"I'll have someone over to clean up tomorrow, and if you want I'll be sure to have new clothes ordered for you."
Deidara quirked a brow before he looked in his closet and realized that none of his stuff was in there. He sighed then looked down at his Danna who continued talking.
"We can talk about the, uh, wedding arrangements some other time. And … like I said, I'll have people over here." Sasori went and picked up the bag he had packed, "Temari, go start the car, I'll be there in a minute."
Temari nodded, giving him a quick hug, "Take your time." She whispered before she left.
Deidara gave Sasori a hug, burying his head in the crook of his red head's neck. Sasori hesitantly wrapped his arms around the taller blonde.
"Deidara, I don't know what I'm going to do if that baby's yours, I don't think I can ha-"
"Sasori, if you love me, truly love me, then you won't leave me. Not for some stupid ass mistake I made, un. I fucking love you and would do anything for you-"
Sasori pushed Deidara away, "You couldn't stay faithful to me." He said, watching the flash of hurt cross Deidara's face.
Deidara hung his head low, "I'm so sorry, Danna."
Sasori pulled the bag higher on his shoulder, "I know, Deidara, I know."
…
Hidan looked over at his friend who'd been staying at his house f0r the course of 3 months. He was utterly depressed. A pregnant pinkette with a growing belly wouldn't leave him alone, and he was losing the love of his life. Hidan had been praying to Jashin that everything would go back to normal.
He was starting to doubt Jashin …
"Deidara, get your ass up." Hidan groaned.
Deidara stayed silent, pulling the covers farther up his body.
Hidan walked across the room and picked up a broom. He then walked over to his depressed mate and proceeded to poke him in butt.
"Stop it." Deidara grumbled.
Hidan continued to annoy his friend, poking the broom's stick harder and harder.
"Oh come on, you love it up the ass." Hidan joked.
Deidara glared at him, giving him an evil eye, "I happen to be the seme of my relationship. So could you shut the fuck up, un?"
Hidan stomped his foot then grabbed the blonde's ankle's and pulled him off the bed of his guest room.
"Get your ass up, blondie!" Hidan yelled.
"No, un! Get the fuck off me! I want to drown in my sorrows! I deserve it, un! I was a horrible person!"
Hidan sighed, sitting down next to his friend, "Sasori's doing just as bad you…"
"You're lying, un. He probably has men swarming around him. Trying to get him in bed."
…
"… He's horrible." Temari said as she watched her cousin rock back and forth on his bed.
"He's creeping me out worse than Gaara…" Kankuro said.
"S-sasori … do you want anything … besides Deidara?" Temari cautiously asked, knowing she was treading on thin ice.
Kankuro and Temari jumped back when they were meant with the worst glare they've ever seen.
"Do I look like I want anything?" He growled.
Temari shook her head than shut the door quietly.
Sasori looked at the shutting door, starting to cry. He wanted his Deidara, damn it! He's been miserable ever since he left. Technically, they were still together, but were taking sometime apart. But Sasori was too damn prideful to call him. And he figured that Deidara was too scared.
"Fuck my life!" He cried out.
…
Hidan had dragged Deidara off of the guest bed and threw him to the floor.
"Get yo ass up! You are going over there, do you understand me!" He shouted.
Deidara looked at his purple-eyed friend, he was seriously serious. He really wanted him back with Danna. He smiled up at Hidan.
"Jashin, don't smile, blondie, you're creeping me the fuck out." Hidan said.
"Get Dressed NOW"! He yelled, slamming the door.
Deidara chuckled at his friend than walked over to the suitcase. He pulled out his regular outfit, and shoes, than put his hair up, making sure to cover one eye, than he stepped out the room.
"You took a shower?" Hidan asked.
Deidara smiled, "Took one earlier this morning."
Hidan nodded, "I'll drive you ova there, let's go."
XX
'Knock, Knock.'
Sasori wrapped his covers around him and answered the door.
Deidara looked sadly at the boy he'd fallen in love with. His hair looked messy, and he wore a pout on his face; it looked like it'd been there for days, and from what his friends who'd seen the red head, it was. His skin looked paler than usual, and his eyes looked dim. He looked good, but sad.
"Danna?"
Sasori looked at the two people at his cousin's door and slammed it shut, but it got caught by the blonde's foot. The blonde who'd caused him so much pain and suffering. That blonde.
"Danna, can I speak to you, un?"
Sasori scowled, "No, I don't want to talk to you until that baby is born."
Deidara pleaded with his eyes, "Please, Dannna. Give me five minutes of your time."
Sasori scoffed, but opened the door and allowed the two to come in.
"Damn, you look horrible." Hidan commented.
Sasori glared at him, "Why thank you." He then glanced at the clock on his arm, "Start."
"Huh?" Deidara asked, then saw Sasori looking at him, "Oh! Danna, I'm really sorry. I haven't been able to live without you, un. I want another chance – no NEED - another chance. I need you in my life, un. I'm going to have nothing to do with the baby if it's not mine. But if it is … un … if it is, I'll of course support it. But I will never speak to Sakura again. Ever. I mean it. And I really just want you to take me back, un."
Sasori glanced at his watch, "You have two more minutes."
Deidara sighed, "Sasori, I love you. I'd kill for you. I'd give my life for you …"
The blonde and silver haired men watched as a sad and confused look came across the red head face.
"And-", Sasori paused, "And you also love me enough to cheat on me?"
The two other men face palmed.
"Listen you fucking puppet boy, I've been having to listen to this fucking blonde's stories about you and him for too fucking long. I don't want to hear another fucking story about him fucking you! Everyone is waiting for you two to get back to-fucking-gether! I will lock you two in a fucking room, with nothing but a bed and sex toys! Because what you guys need to fucking do, is get in some fucking! Back together sex, is the best fucking sex you can have! So, please get back together before I fucking shoot myself in the fucking head!" Hidan ranted, rather angrily I might add.
Sasori dropped his head, and chuckled, "You said fuck twelve times, Hidan."
Deidara joined in on the laughing, "Twelve fucking times, un."
Sasori looked up at the two, "I'll … I'll think about it."
Hidan growled, "Is that not what you said two fucking months ago?"
Sasori looked back down, "I just … I don't want to be hurt again." He mumbled.
Deidara took a step forward and cautiously wrapped his arms around Sasori, "I promise on my life, I will never hurt you like that again, Danna. Ever. I love you."
Sasori hesitantly wrapped his arms around Deidara, "I … I love you too."
"Finally! Thank you Jashin!" Hidan shouted, dropping to his knees.
"But I don't trust you, brat."
Deidara and Hidan sighed.
"But … I love you. And … I guess … that's all that matters.
Deidara's grip on the redhead tightened "I love you so much."
Sasori felt a warm stream of tears flow down his cheeks, "I … I love you too."
XX
Well, that's all folks! Unless you want this to become a two shot … I don't know. I kinda left you guys with a cliffhanger! LOL.
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