Hey everybody...finally got the courage to post it...
So hear we go, my first SasoDei...
Sasori: She doesn't own the orange-clad, Kyuubi-holding idiot.
Deidara: UN!
I Miss Danna
The blond kept his mouth shut, eyes darting toward the ground. His feet shuffled in the snow, his body fighting to control its shivering.
He was cold.
He missed his partner, no matter how much he denied it. Sasori was away, and would be away for a long time. He closed his eyes tightly.
Sasori...danna...
"Deidara."
"Yes, Itachi, un?"
"Stop pouting."
"I'M NOT POUTING, UN!" Deidara erupted at the Uchiha.
"Yes you are."
"I'm not, un!" Deidara continued to protest.
"Yes, you ARE. You miss Sasori, you're upset at Kisame for being assigned to a mission with him, if even just for this one time."
"..." Deidara continued to pout. "Stupid Uchiha, un..."
Itachi just sighed.
"I blame Leader, un..." Deidara continued to mumble incoherent phrases, all of which ended with 'un'.
Itachi would never admit it, but he missed Kisame's ability to stay silent during a mission.
"Deidara, will you be quiet?" Itachi finally hissed.
"Sorry, Itachi, un," Deidara whimpered. Itachi nodded and continued walking.
Deidara followed the Sharingan back to the base and inside. The two parted ways and Deidara walked into the room he-usually-shared with Sasori.
Looking at the empty room, he sighed. Once. Twice. Three times. Four times. Five tim-
"Why are you sighing, brat? It's getting on my nerves," A familiar voice snapped behind him.
Jumping in surprise, Deidara whirled around to find Sasori glaring at him.
"SASORI-DANNA, UN!" He squealed in joy, grabbing the aforementioned Akatsuki member and hugging him around his middle.
"Deidara...brat...get off...of me..." Sasori snapped.
Deidara pouted. "Sasori-danna...I missed you...Itachi's so mean, un," He whined.
"He's only mean to you because you're annoying and you never shut up," Sasori glared at the blond.
"Then why do you never tell me to shut up, un?"
"...GET OFF ME BRAT! NOW!" Sasori screamed, pushing Deidara off, blushing. Never would he admit that he had feelings for his annoying, blond partner.
"...Sasori-danna...? Why are you blushing, un?" Deidara asked innocently.
"I'm not blushing, Deidara!" Sasori blushed harder.
"But you are, un!"
"Agh! No I'm not, brat!"
"Yes you are, un!"
Sasori suddenly grabbed his partner's shoulders, threw him against a wall, and kissed him senseless.
"There? Does that answer your question?" Sasori hissed when he released Deidara.
His only reply was to pull Sasori back down to him and this time, HE kissed his Sasori senseless.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW SO CUTE'N'ADORABLE! -squeals-
Sasori: ... -stares at author-
Deidara: She's hyperactive, un.
Sasori: ...I guessed that...
Deidara: You should all review, un! It's makes us happy, un! And she might write more with me'n'my danna, un!
-faints from screaming so much- Ahhh...