This is freaking random. I don't know where it came from. And I'm serious. Oh well.

I'm thinking, should I make this a one-shot or a multi-chaptered fic? :D

Umbrella

"W-what?!" Somebody screamed, their voice ringing throughout the building. "You can't kick me out! Itachi!" A blond was literally on his knees, hands raised as if to praise the dark haired youth in front of him. The boy, Itachi, threw a suitcase or two at the pleading blond.

Itachi looked coldly down at the blond who was giving it his all for a last puppy-dog-eyes and pout. "No, Deidara. It's been a week already. Find another place." With that, the door slammed shut and Deidara picked himself up, pouting and angry. He took his bags and stamped out of the hall.

Some friend, Deidara thought. He had just gotten into town and Pein had kicked him out of Konan's apartment. Well, it wasn't as if Deidara liked Konan or they did anything. Deidara simply did not go for girls, to state ever so frankly. Pein was just being paranoid. Deidara had been thinking, Those damned piercings have gotten to his brain, yeah. He snickered at that, forgetting for a second that he had no place to crash in for the night.

As he entered the elevator, he frowned at his reflection and dropped his bags, hands now crossed and eyebrows contorted. Could his friends even lay it off for a while? He'd seriously been kicked out of Konan, Kisame and Itachi's apartment. Kisame was a good roommate but the dude got annoying sometimes, never the less, he was still kicked out. Itachi was good, he was clean, quiet, gave Deidara his space but very picky. If one hair was out of place then the Uchiha would rave about it. Deidara groaned and walked out of the elevator. He dropped his bags at the entrance, telling the doorman that he'd come for it later.

As he stepped out of the apartment – Itachi lived in a god damn luxurious apartment! – He felt damp and cold. He pulled at his jacket and glared as it started to rain. "Great, yeah. Is this your payback, Pein, yeah, for thinking I slept with your girlfriend?" Deidara grumbled, hands crossed as he kicked at a can. He hated Pein. He hated Kisame. He hated Uchiha Itachi because they couldn't even spare a room for their friend.

Well, that was a bit unfair. They had shared their homes but sometimes, Deidara really did mess up and pushed at the wrong buttons. So yeah, it's his entire fault.

As he rounded a corner, he frowned again as the rain fell harder. He groaned, hands now raking through his hair, his visible blue eye crazed looking. "I am...officially screwed, yeah." Deidara told himself.

"You were already screwed to start with, Deidara." Someone said behind him, it was a dead pan, as if the being was very uninterested in all of humanity. Deidara fixed his face into the worst glare he could muster and whirled around. He was expecting to see that good for nothing Pein but what he saw was a rather short, childish and short redhead with muddy brown eyes.

"...Sa...Sori?" Deidara said, he had not spoken to the redhead for over a year now and the sight was really something to behold.

Sasori was in a black coat, an umbrella over his head and he looked apathetically at Deidara. "What are you waiting for?" Sasori said, eyebrow rose as he tilted his head.

Deidara blinked, hand pulling at the cuffs of his jacket.

Feeling the need to explain the matter further to the incompetent blond, Sasori said in a tone that was strained to keep calm. "You're wet." He stated frankly and raised his hand a bit, indicating that Deidara should share his umbrella.

Relief rushing through him, a grin on his face, Deidara pranced and pounced at Sasori, tackling the shorter redhead into a hug. "Lifesaver, Sasori, yeah!" Deidara breathed, engulfing Sasori in his hug. The redhead stayed limp and unmoving until Deidara pushed himself away from him.

Sasori's cheeks seemed flushed at the slightest bit. Deidara grabbed the umbrella from Sasori and raised it on top of their heads. "I was always taller than you, yeah. Shortie." Deidara teased, hand around Sasori's shoulder for no apparent reason.

When he was with Sasori, Deidara felt the need to drop it all. He could be the complete idiot that he is when they were together, and even though Sasori was more or less strained and just keeping calm, deep down, he did enjoy the blond's company.

"So, yeah..." Deidara said as the two of them continued to walk down the wet road.

"Itachi called me. He kicked you out of his apartment and now you need a place to go," Sasori said matter-of-factly, being the know it all that he is.

Deidara blinked and pulled his hand away from Sasori. He grinned lopsidedly at the redhead and shrugged. "Great, then! Thanks for the invite. Let's go back at the prick's apartment. I left my bags there."

Sasori stopped walking. He looked at Deidara, his usually half-lidded eyes opened. "What?"

"Hey, hey, we're roommates now, right, yeah?" Deidara pulled at Sasori's wrist and started dragging the redhead towards the Uchiha's apartment.