Aaahem! This is yaoi 8D
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The man that no baby dared to look at without starting to cry in fear walked – more like skipped – out from his huge closet and over to the gigantic mirror on the wall by his worktable. He came to a sudden halt in front of it, and tossed his head from side to side, watching his hair fly beautifully from left to right. Once he finished shaking his head, he patted some locks down before he put an orange flower in his hair, completing his look.
As he stared at himself, he just knew that this year would suck even more than the previous ones. It was his first year in high school, and he didn't know anyone!
His family, which included his grandmother, his mother and himself, moved around a lot so that his son-beating father wouldn't manage to find them and continue forcing him to work in that whorehouse.
It made him sad to have a father like that, but he hated that he would have to change schools all the time. This way, he never got any friends, and he would always remain lonely.
Finally, Akasuna no Sasori – the most dangerous man in the whole world – looked over at the clock on his nightstand. His hand flew up to his mouth as he gasped in shock, his eyes wide.
It read 07.45!
Oh no! He was going to be late!
As quickly as he could, the redheaded boy picked up his bright pink and orange schoolbag and ran out of his room.
"Goodbye, mom!" he shouted happily as he slipped his shoes on and disappeared out of the house, completely forgetting to make his homemade lunch.
Naturally, Sasori reached the school bus at the last minute, and he got on board. The bus driver stared at him for what seemed like hours, and the redhead couldn't help but to feel a bit embarrassed. However, he could not let that show!
"What are you staring at, ass?" he snarled before stomping off further into the bus.
He could feel the other kids' stares on him, and he wondered if it was because he was new, or maybe because he was so God damn adorable. Just then, someone slapped his pretty little ass, and Sasori yelped in surprise.
Who dared to do that?
Turning around to glare at whoever it was and give the person a good lecture, Sasori was shocked. He had to stop himself at the last minute, and God was he glad that he did! The obviously older, sexy teenager was grinning at him. He had long blonde hair. A part of it was held up in a high ponytail, while the rest hung down his back. The teen's fringe was also quite long, and it covered the left side of his face. He had the most beautiful eyes in the whole world, and his chin was so firm!
Oh God how hot he was!
An inner Sasori squealed in delight and he had to force himself to stay as calm as possible. After all, he had a reputation to maintain, and really... this stupid boy had slapped his pretty little ass. Such an action could not be forgiven!
"Who do you think you are?" the redhead asked, finally releasing his infamous glare. Unfortunately, the poor boy didn't seem to take him seriously.
"I'm Deidara Iwa, sweetheart, yeah." the blonde told him, still holding that incredibly charming smirk.
Despite the man's overly hotness and charming personality, Sasori couldn't help but to hate him.
"I'm a boy!" Sasori shouted even though no one had said anything to imply that he was a woman. Then he raised his hand and slapped this Deidara Iwa before he stomped off to the back of the school bus.
He sat alone for the rest of the trip, and even though he could still feel the other people look at him now and then -especially Deidara, he ignored them and continued thinking about how much his life sucked.
The first recess wasn't exactly something he had been looking forward to. During the first two lessons, he hadn't got to know anyone; It had been so embarrassing to introduce himself to the class in the beginning, but even more so when no one had bothered to talk to him afterward. Unfortunately, this wasn't even the worst part. A boy had tried to hit on him! Only the thought made Sasori want to gag and puke. How disgusting was that?
Right now, the petite redhead was sitting all alone on one of the benches in the schoolyard. All over the place were teenagers of his age and above talking with each other. Somewhere to his right was a football field. He had always enjoyed football, and he would have to admit that he wasn't all that bad at it.
With a sigh, and the fact that he knew he had nothing else to do, Sasori got up and began to walk towards the field. When he came there, the field was already occupied by the third year students.
He immediately spotted Deidara Iwa and couldn't help but to stare at the older man. The blond was running around in only his jeans, so the redhead really couldn't keep his eyes from staring at the man's chest. It was so well toned and very lean. He had never seen such muscles before!
And his hair...
The long blonde hair was swaying behind him as he ran with the ball. It looked like the sun's warm rays, and he wanted to touch the silky strands and never stop. He noticed that Deidara had brushed his fringe away and out of his face. Even though Sasori had kind of liked the fringe, it was so nice to see the blond's whole face. He was so gorgeous.
Suddenly the blonde looked back at him, and Sasori quickly looked away as a blush became evident on his face. He even felt a bit light headed! What was happening to him?
When the redhead looked back up, he came to face the same chest and muscles he had been staring at just a few seconds ago, and the blush that he had forced down resurfaced immediately. With wide eyes, Sasori looked up into Deidara's blue ones.
"See something you like, yeah?" the blond asked teasingly, and Sasori noticed that the other was sweating.
Oh my God, he thought, Deidara's scent is so good!
Once he realized what he was thinking, the redhead mentally slapped himself and glared at the third year. How dared he accuse him for liking some stupid flesh and non-existent muscles?
"No, not in you anyways, girly!" Sasori retorted, all of a sudden feeling very smug.
"See who's talking, sweetheart." the blond replied, the oh-so-sexy smirk widening a tad as those blue eyes looked him up and down.
Deidara was checking him out!
The light-headed feeling came right back to him, and he swayed slightly where he stood, suddenly not feeling very well. Luckily for him, a firm arm wrapped around his waist and kept him from falling. A hand rested on his forehead for a second or so, before it ran through his silky red hair.
"Are you alright, yeah?" Deidara asked, surprising him with his caring voice. Sasori definitely hadn't expected the blond to care for him like this. He smiled a bit and looked up into those beautiful blue eyes. The blond smiled back down at him.
"Y-yeah..." he replied, his heart beating faster than it had ever done before. He was almost sure that it would jump out of his chest, or at least that the sexy blond keeping him standing would hear it.
Sasori looked away from Deidara's eyes, and his own drifted down to the blond's shoulder. A fatal mistake. There, on the third year's skin, sat a spider. It was big and brown and hairy -his worst nightmare!
The redhead blinked once, then twice before suddenly feeling even more light-headed than earlier. He let out a scream of fear and tried to push himself away before the spider could attack him. Unfortunately, he was too late. The big, brown and hairy spider jumped at him with its teeth ready to rip his beautiful skin apart.
"Sp-sp... spider." he whispered effortlessly before everything around him became black and he fell limp in Deidara's strong, sexy arms.
When Sasori finally came to, he realized that he was not out on the football field anymore, but lying on something soft in a room that he hadn't seen before. Surely, this had to be the Nurse's office. But, what was he doing here? The last thing he could remember was having recess, and then something about Deidara Iwa. A spider... he had seen a spider and fainted, hadn't he?
Oh my God how embarrassing, especially since the blond had been right there, embracing him in his strong, comfortable arms!
Remembering this made his cheeks grow hot and red, and he hid his face in his hands. He was quite ready to begin crying. However, he reminded himself that boys didn't cry, and instead he sat up. The quilt that had been covering him up fell down around his hips, and he was shocked to realize that he was completely naked under the sheets. He gasped in horror. Where were his clothes, and better yet, why was he naked?
Someone must have raped him!
The thought immediately made the tears from earlier reappear and he began to cry. Sasori only hoped that his mascara wouldn't start to run; he hadn't bothered with a waterproof one, since it had been such a sunny day. Oh no... his life really did suck! First he was raped, and then his make-up would disappear, and he would look like a fool!
"What are you crying for, yeah?" someone suddenly asked, and he looked up to find Deidara in front of his bed. The third year came up to the side and sat down on the edge of the bed, next to him. He was no longer crying - the sight of the blond had calmed him down and made him feel safe.
Sasori wanted to be held by those strong, sexy arms once again. He needed to be comforted, and only the blond could make him feel better.
"I was just so scared, waking up here without no one around!" the redhead said, and he felt the tears once again. Fortunately, Deidara was quick and brushed them away with a light smile.
"Well, you're not alone anymore, so don't cry, sweetheart." the blond then took him into his arms, and Sasori closed his eyes and clung to the older male. It was so good to be held like this, especially by the muscular blond third year.
However, things suddenly changed, and Sasori yelped as one of Deidara's hands suddenly traveled south. He shuddered and looked up at the blond with confused eyes.
"W-what are you doing?" he asked, his voice trembling with fear.
"Well... like I said, we're all alone in here, and the door's locked, yeah." Deidara replied, smirking down at him.
In complete fear, Sasori – who usually wasn't scared about anything other than spiders, and occasionally his abusive father – pushed himself away from the blond third year and ran toward the only door in the room. He tried to open it, but it was locked, just like the other student had said.
Oh no, oh no! He was going to be raped, wasn't he? The redhead continued to yank on the door handle, not once thinking about unlocking the door with the key. Not before too long, the strong, sexy arms of Deidara wrapped themselves around his waist and pressed him up against the door. He felt the blond's tongue run over his neck and shuddered pleasantly -no, wait! He wasn't supposed t like this!
"Please, please stop!" Sasori cried, trying to free himself from between the door and the third year. He knew that he stood no chance against Deidara; it was so obvious who the stronger of the two was. Right now, the redhead – who feared nothing – really wished that he had used all of his spare time training for muscles instead of going to those stupid make-up stores!
"Shh, shh, darling," the blonde cooed into his ear, causing yet a shiver to run down his spine. He could now feel the older male's member press against his pretty little naked ass, and felt like screaming. Unfortunately, Deidara was quicker than him and covered his mouth with his hand.
The tears fell like waterfalls from his adorable brown eyes, which were filled with evident fear of the situation.
Sasori was pulled away from the door and back towards the bed he had been lying on earlier. The blond pushed him down on it, and before Sasori had the chance to roll off and try to escape again, Deidara was above him. The third year's mouth moved to his neck, where it licked and nipped on his sensitive skin. He had to fight to prevent himself from letting out any moans against the blond's hand; it felt so good, but he knew this was wrong. He didn't want this!
As the rapist moved further down, he tried to squirm out of his grasp. It was impossible for him, however, because of his small, petite form. The fact that he was a man that made babies cry did not help him at all in this situation.
The hand was removed from his mouth, and for a second he was relived. The next second, he had to thrash to keep the very same hand away from his already hard member. Sasori didn't know when he had become as hard as a rock, but he certainly loathed himself for it!
"Stop, please Deidara, I-I don't want this!" the poor redhead sobbed as said rapist licked the head of his rock hard length. A moan escaped him, and his sobs increased tenfold.
Deidara only grinned up at him and reached up to kiss his tears away. Then the man nuzzled his neck, distracting him from what was going on in the south.
"Your body says a totally different thing, sweetheart, yeah." he replied, and then Sasori felt three fingers being shoved up his pretty little naked ass. He cried out in pain and tried to wriggle away only to realize that his desperate movements made the pain worse.
"Just relax and enjoy the Deidara ride, yeah!" Deidara gloated before turning the poor little redhead around to lie on his stomach. Sasori continued to cry and squirm in hopes of being set free, but he was in no such luck today.
The fingers were pushed in and out of him, and his reddening skin screamed for the blond to stop -and so did his own mouth.
"Stop! Stop -oh please stop!" Sasori pleaded, sobbing loudly, "It hurts, please stop!"
His pleading was ignored, however, and he felt the blond's fingers disappear from his pretty little naked ass. Everything was completely still for a moment before he felt the tip of something huge pressing against his pretty little ass, and for a second or so, he was pressing back against it.
His action made the third year behind him chuckle and push his length further into his pretty little ass.
"I knew you'd like this, yeah." Deidara said, his voice smug.
"No, no -ow! Take it out!" Sasori cried, trying to move away now. He was stopped by the blonde, who wrapped one of his arms around his waist, keeping him still. No matter how much the red haired first year pleaded, the older just wouldn't stop this. He didn't know what to do anymore, and just kept on trying to beg.
With a forceful thrust, Deidara's gigantic member was brought all the way into his pretty little ass, and he screamed in pain. It surprised him a bit when he felt the blond's hand on his cheek, stroking his beautiful skin. However, he wouldn't let it trick him, and continued to sob without control.
Sasori felt the older man pull out of him and then thrust back inside his delicious heat, and he cried out once again. It hurt so, so much! The pace continued for a little while, and he was still only begging to be let go.
Then something weird happened – something that had never happened all of the other times he had been sexually abused by his terrifying father – and Sasori cried out in pure pleasure. He had no idea what just happened, but Deidara certainly must have done something to make him feel good, because right now, he was feeling incredibly good.
"You enjoying it now, yeah?" the blond asked him, and he nodded.
"Yes, yes -oh God yes!" Sasori moaned as he began to rock back against the blond's forceful thrusts, "don't stop!"
The third year grunted behind him and picked up his speed. Sasori wasn't sure what to do anymore, his thoughts completely disappearing as the pleasure only continued to hit him with brute force. Oh my God, why hadn't he thrown himself at the blond the moment they met?
"Yes, yes, right there! Deidara!"
Deidara hit his sweet spot over and over again, and soon he could feel a coil in his stomach tighten up. He knew he was feeling close, and even though he did want a sweet release, he did want this to last.
Unfortunately he came a minute later, screaming Deidara's name in pure bliss. A second later, he felt the blond's wonderful seed fill him up from the inside and they both collapsed on the bed.
"I love you, darling, yeah!" Deidara confessed as he pulled out of the redhead and pulled him close.
Sasori blushed and giggled before he snuggled close to the muscular and sexy man.
"I love you too!"