I write my stories not really based on the characters personalities, because these are old stories. Sooo almost everyone is out of character. My spacing issues have been solved. lol. So read, review, and enjoy. I own nothing, but the thoughts in my head. ;)

"More…mmhmm...yeah…Yeah…YEAH…" Deidara moaned loudly in his sleep, much to his partner's dismay. Sasori did not like the number of times Deidara had woken his up with his moaning or when he felt the sheets get damp by his cum. Usually Sasori would have no problem with this, Deidara was very sexy when he was so vulnerable, but he just wish he knew who Deidara was really dreaming about. He could only imagine it was him, he knew he fucked Deidara the best and he would be highly pissed if it was someone else.

Sasori looked at Deidara's sleeping form once more. His mouth slightly open, his face was glistening in the moonlight from sweat, his eyes closed tightly; Sasori pulled back the covers, he erection could be seen though his boxers. He smirked slightly, whoever it was, they were being rough, just like Deidara liked it. He rolled out of the bed looking at the alarm clock and decided to get ready for work early, seeing as though he couldn't fall back asleep soon. He would wake up Deidara so that he could get ready for class. The two were only two years apart in age; however, Sasori was the beneficiary to his grandfather's old house and a large sum of his money after he died. He also became the CEO of the largest banking firm in the city. Deidara wasn't so lucky, he performed odd jobs in order to keep his tuition paid; he refused to take money from Sasori. They had been friends for a long time and decided a relationship was inevitable.

After a shower and preparing breakfast, Sasori shook his little lover up. "Babe…" he whispered in his ear, shaking him lightly, "time to get up." Deidara stirred at the soothing voice and opened his eyes. He stretched and sat up.

"Morning." He whispered and yawned and the blushed as he felt the stickiness of the sheets. Sasori smirked, "You better be dreaming about me buddy." He said sternly but playfully.

Deidara blushed more and nodded quickly. "Good," He said and kissed Deidara lightly, "I made breakfast and you need to shower and be to class on time." Deidara nodded at him and yawned and stretched again. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and pushed off his boxers and walked to the bathroom.

Sasori watched. "Better not be showing anyone else that sweet ass." He said smacking Deidara's butt as he walked by. "Be home when I get home." He said in an icy tone that sends shivers down Deidara's spine and slammed the door to their two story apartment.

Deidara sighed and closed the door to the bathroom. He took a towel and washed his neck and face. Bruises and marks became seen. Sasori could back up what he said. They started out as a loving couple, but then the true controlling obsessive Sasori came out and Deidara hated it. He hated him and he hated having to live there. Sasori said he would kill him if he ever tried to leave or tell anyone. So he wore makeup all the time and he could fake a good mood anytime. He knew he could never be his old happy self anymore and his friends noticed.

Deidara turned on the shower and stepped in. He washed his hair and body thoroughly and got out, wrapping a towel around him. Sasori had installed cameras inside the house, so he could watch Deidara when he wasn't home. There was always one in the bathroom. He walked downstairs to the kitchen, after throwing on a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt. He ate his breakfast quickly and ran to meet up with his friends.

Kakuzu, Hidan, Kisame were Deidara's closest friends. Kakuzu and Hidan had been dating forever, or at least that's what it felt like. Kisame, or Kissy Bear as Deidara likes to call him, was adorable, and it didn't hurt that he was best friends with the guy that Deidara dreamed about.

Itachi.

Even the name made me smile and have butterflies. He wasn't about to tell Sasori the dreams he was having weren't about him. He was only a little taller than Deidara, and he had blue eyes and blondish brown; usually held back in a bandana, but not today, it was just flowing and out. Deidara could just sit there and stare at him all day; in fact he realized he was staring now. Deidara turned another shade of pink when he realized Itachi was looking back. He averted his eyes and looked down. Kisame and Itachi walked over to the trio of guys and waved.

"Hey everyone!" Kisame said happily, he seemed to always be happy.

Deidara smiled at him, "Hey Kissy Bear," He giggled and turned to walk away as the bell rang. He felt his arm being pulled back and he turned around to see Itachi.

"Hey Itachi." He said blushing slightly and he shifted to his other foot and looked away from him. Itachi looked at him and smiled slightly.

"You're so cute, I'm going to this party Friday night, and I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me." He asked.

Deidara opened his eyes wide and looked at him, and nodded quickly. "Umm yeah, sure." He answered quickly and smiled.

"I'll see you around then." Itachi said and walked to class, leaving an all too happy Deidara to walk to class. He was smiling and when he got to his first period class, which he had with Kakuzu and Kisame, he was giggling uncontrollably. Kakuzu and Kisame looked at each other and then him.

"Spill." They smiled and Deidara sat down with them and giggled.

"He asked me to a party!" He said smiling and giggling more. Kakuzu and Kisame looked at each, aga, other and smiled brightly.

"Seriously?" Kisame asked and Deidara nodded quickly and looked down at his phone and then frowned. "Shit." He whispered and ran his fingers to his hair.

"What is it hun?" Kakuzu said noticing the drastic change in attitude.

"Sasori." He said and looked down. "I totally forgot about Sasori." Deidara banged his head on the desk and stayed there.

"Baby, calm down, "Kakuzu said and rubbed his back and sighed. None of Deidara's friends liked Sasori; he was an arrogant asshole and always controlled Deidara. Deidara went through the rest of the day not happy, and he avoided Itachi and the rest of his friends; eating lunch in the library and staying quiet in class. The day ended and he walked out of school slowly.

Hidan, Kakuzu, Kisame, and Itachi drove up to him as he was walking back home, "Hey, we're going out to eat lunch, wanna come?" Kakuzu shouted out of the window. He looked down and shook his head, "I gotta be home in like 10 minutes." He sighed, because he was more like fifteen minutes away. "I need to start running." He said to himself.

"I'm sorry." He waved and they all looked at him and Kakuzu rolled up his window.

"Something bad is going to happen." He said sighing, to himself. "Hm?" Hidan asked and kept his eyes on the road, "It's nothing." Kakuzu said and leaned his head the window, watching Deidara break out into a run toward his house.

Deidara panting heavily when he reached the steps of the apartment him and Sasori stayed in. His car was not in the driveway, so he knew he wasn't home yet. He went inside and placed his backpack down and went upstairs to the room they shared. He sighed and sat down on the bed and leaned back, it wasn't long before he drifted off to sleep. Two hours later, the door down stairs was opened and Sasori came in.

"DEIDARA!" he yelled through the house. He walked inside shivering and he sat on the couch, running his fingers through his hair; obviously annoyed.

"DEIDARA!" He yelled again. Deidara woke up and slid out of the bed. His hair was messy and he wiped his eyes and slowly went downstairs.

"Yes?" He yawned. Sasori looked at him and patted his lap.

"Come." Deidara walked to his and sat on his lap, and frowned. He knew where this was going. Sex and he didn't want that right now, he wanted to talk. Sasori nibbled on his ear lightly, "You've been such a good boy lately." He whispered and Deidara tilted his head. He knew the routine: just stay quiet and he might stop.

"So we are going out tonight." He said and pushed Deidara off of his lap, who fell on the floor shocked.

"Out? Where?"

"It's a surprise." Sasori said smiling and pulled on a jacket and walked back outside to the car. Deidara rolled his eyes as he pushed himself off the floor and went to go get dressed. He pulled on a pair of black jeans and a black shirt. He looked over at Sasori and contemplated telling him, he thought he was bipolar and then shrugged it off.

Him and Sasori hadn't been out since they are started dating, so he was very excited. He slipped on his shoes and ran to the car. He got in and smiled brightly at him and Sasori smiled back. They pulled out of the driveway.

"Anything interesting happened at school today?" Sasori asked calmly.

Deidara thought and nodded. "OH! I got invited to a party and I really want to go." He said and looked up at Sasori. He knew how to ask questions and not indicate anything about the person who asked him. He couldn't let Sasori find out about Itachi, ever.

"Well when is it?" He said and asked, caving into Deidara's childlike enthusiasm.

"Friday," he said, trying to smile to widely.

"Well, I'll see. What will I do on Friday night all by myself?" He said and looked at him. Deidara shrugged and looked outside as they pulled into the parking lot at Gringo's, a Mexican restaurant. He got out of the car and closed the door and Sasori got out behind him and grabbed his arm and squeezed it. Deidara winced and looked back at him with wide eyes.

"I brought you here for a reason." He whispered harshly and let go of his arm as they walked in. He walked in front of him to a table already occupied by a lady and another man. Deidara looked at them and then around the restaurant, he saw a lot of people including his friends. He gave a small wave at them and turned to look at the two people at the table.

The girl had long wavy hair and large fake breasts. Her face had obviously had plastic surgery work done on it and she had a mole on her right cheek. Deidara didn't like her; he could already tell she was a total bitch. They guy was bald and looked angry, the intensity in his eyes was burning and he looked up at Deidara and Sasori.

"You're late," he man said coldly. "I'm sorry, but he doesn't know yet." Deidara squinted and looked at them and then back at Sasori.

"What the hell is going on here?" He asked Sasori, who immediately grabbed his shoulder and squeezed it as hard as he could. Deidara held back a yelp and tried to move away.

"Basically you need to get your shit and get the fuck out of my house." He said in an icy tone. "What?" Deidara said looking at him. "Why? I don't understand." Sasori rolled his eyes and looked back at the two people. "Be right back," he said and dragged Deidara to the bathroom.

"Look, Deidara, we're over." Sasori said, not even looking into his eyes. "Those people. Their names are Konan and Pein. They been…we've been…they work with me, in more ways than one if you know what I mean." He said shrugging and rubbing the back of his neck. Deidara looked at him, shocked and looked down. "You weren't giving me what I needed sexually…"

"What the fuck are you talking about? Don't give me that generic ass bullshit. You know whenever you wanted it you…" He yelled and Sasori stepped to his face and punched him hard, interrupting his sentence. Deidara's face snapped to the side and stayed there.

"Whether we are together or not you will never speak to me like that you little bitch. Remember who I am? Honestly, Deidara no one will ever love you. EVER! Why? Cause you are a bitching whore! Why would I keep settling for you when I can have them? You never were that smart though."

Deidara looked at him slowly. "You are nothing but A CHEATING BASTARD!" He yelled and stormed out of the bathroom before he could retort.

He walked over to the table where Kakuzu and Hidan were and he noticed Kisame, and Itachi, "LOOK!" He said and pointed to his cheek. It was red and about t to swell.

"Whoa. What the fuck happened?" Kakuzu said and cupped his cheek, lightly.

"Apparently I'm not good enough for anyone and…" He said and leaned his head into his hands crying loudly. He sunk to the floor and cried more. Other people began to look and whisper to each other.

Itachi, by this point, was highly pissed off. He didn't always show it, but he really liked Deidara. He had a reputation of being a bad ass with no feelings, so he often hid them for everyone. And now, not only was his crush on the floor crying he had been hit by this douche bag. He got out from behind the table to go find Sasori.

Itachi stormed into the bathroom, fuming and his fist tightly formed. His knuckles were totally white and he saw Sasori; he was looking into the mirror and frowning. Itachi tapped his shoulder and looked at him. "You hit him?" he asked coldly. A voice that would make anyone frighten by him.

"I can do whatever I want to that bitch." He said looking away from the mirror and at him.

"Who the fuck are you anyway?" He said and cocked his head to the side and Itachi punched him in the face. Sasori stumbled back and growled. He lunged at him and Itachi was hit in the stomach. He brushed it off and punched him in the face again and grabbed his hair and slammed it against the mirror. Sasori's head began to bleed profusely. Itachi looked at him and spit on him before he walked out the bathroom.

He walked back to the table and saw Deidara sitting at the table sniffling. Itachi wrapped his arms around him and everyone at the table stopped talking and stared. Deidara looked up at him and nuzzled his head into the crook of Itachi's neck. "Shhh…" He whispered, "It's gonna be alright." He said quietly and rubbed his back. Deidara nodded and eventually stopped crying.

Itachi looked at everyone staring, "What?" he asked. They all just shrugged and looked around, and Deidara let out a little giggle. Itachi picked him up and carried him out of the restaurant, everyone in the back clapping. Deidara blushed and hid his face and tightened his grip around him. Itachi smiled slightly and carried Deidara the two blocks it took to get to his house.

He didn't put him down until they reached Itachi's bedroom. Itachi put him down on the bed and went to his bathroom and wiped the makeup away from his face, and he frowned. The bruises on his cheeks and below his eyes were shown. He felt some anger rise in him again. He wanted to know how long this had been happening, and how someone could do something like this to Deidara of all people. He knew this was not the time for question though.

Deidara looked away from him and Itachi cupped his chin. "I'm…I…really… like you." Itachi whispered, not really sure of his feelings, and caressed his hand down his cheek. "I don't want you to be hurt, ever again." He said and kissed him softly. Deidara blushed as his soft lips came in contact with him. He kissed him back instinctively and Itachi pushed him back on the bed softly and crawled on top of him, never breaking the kiss. Deidara was in utter shock, he never knew Itachi felt the way but he wasn't complaining; the lips on his mouth were sent from heaven and just satisfy him. Itachi deepened the kiss and pressed his body to Deidara's. Deidara moaned softly into the kiss and wrapped his arms around his neck. Itachi rocked his hips against Deidara's and broke the kiss to look at him. Deidara bit back a moan and looked back at him.

"I've been waiting so long for this," Itachi whispered down at him and lifted Deidara's shirt over his head. "Stop me if you want to." He whispered and kissed down his chest. He went to his nipples and took it between his teeth and with the other one he rolled it with his fingers. Deidara moaned softly under him and closed his eyes. Itachi smiled at the way he made Deidara feel, he smirked and kissed down his chest and stomach.

Then he was suddenly flipped and Deidara was on top of him, blushing and smiling. Itachi pulled off his shirt and smirked, and leaned back. Deidara kissed and nibbled down his chest, working his hand to unbutton Itachi's pants. Itachi was biting his lip, and he put his fingers in Deidara's hair. Deidara kissed down his stomach and across his hem line to his pants. Deidara unzipped and unbuttoned Itachi's pants and pulled them down and off. Deidara smiled at Itachi's naked body. He was gorgeous; to Deidara he screamed perfection.

He blushed as he looked at Itachi's cock and back up at him. Itachi chuckled lowly and smiled. "Think you can handle it baby?" Deidara nodded and giggled; as he leaned down to take his tip into his mouth. He swirled it around in his mouth, moving his tongue against his slit. Itachi bit his lip and closed his eyes, resting his head back on a pillow. Deidara bobbed his head slowly, closing his eyes and worked his tongue all along his cock. Itachi moaned softly and ran his fingers through Deidara's hair. Deidara quickened his pace, rolling his balls in his hands. Itachi resisted the urge to buck into his mouth, thus gagging him. Deidara pulled his mouth off and began to nibbled along his length, and stroking him quickly.

Itachi moaned loudly, "I'm close!" He moaned out. Deidara nodded and took him back into his mouth and deepthroated him, massaging his cock with his throat muscles. Itachi arched his back, moaning loudly as he released his hot cum down Deidara's throat. He gripped and pulled onto Deidara's hair as he rode out his orgasmic bliss. Deidara swallowed and looked at him smiling and licking his lips.

"God, you're so sexy." Itachi whispered moving his hand out of his hair and onto his face, caressing his cheek lightly. Deidara giggled. He leaned back and rolled over, and wiggled his ass at Itachi; taunting him. Itachi sat up and grabbed onto Deidara's hip and pulled him aggressively toward his body. He dug his fingers into his Deidara's side and smirked as Deidara moaned softly because of the pain. He prepared himself at Deidara's entrance, smirking to himself, as Deidara lowered his upper body down onto the mattress and raised his ass up into the air. Itachi couldn't and wouldn't resist submission such as this. He gripped Deidara's hips again and slammed into him with such force, Deidara cried out his name in pain and pleasure. He started a quick, pounding rhythm, trying to find the bundle of nerves that would make Deidara go wild.

"OH FUCK!" Deidara moaned loudly and Itachi smirked. 'Found it!' he thought and began to pound into him mercilessly. Deidara moaned his name with every thrust, each time being louder than the previous. Itachi began to slow his pace, making each thrust slow and deep. Deidara groaned at the slower pace, and moved his hips back against Itachi's, who smirked at his wanting.

Itachi pulled out completely, and Deidara looked at him, "Please…don't." He said looking back at him pleading with his eyes. Itachi, again, couldn't resist the boy's temptations and slammed back into, his pace more aggressive than before. Deidara moaned his name loudly and moved his hips along with him, wanting more.

"Itachi! I'm close!" he screamed and Itachi nodded, he was very close as well. He thrust became more erratic and his breath became ragged. He nailed into Deidara's prostate and very soon, his cum had covered the sheets and at that same moment; Itachi had cummed deep inside of him. Itachi pulled out of Deidara and laid beside him in the bed and panted heavily. Deidara had his eyes shut closed and his body fell limp against the bed; he looked up at Itachi and smiled. "I love you." He whispered and nuzzled into him. Itachi smiled and wrapped his arms around him, before he heard his phone vibrate. He sighed and snatched his phone off the bedside table where it had miraculously come out of his pants.

"Hello?" he said, yawning slightly and smiled down at the sleeping Deidara in his arms.

"Hey? What you and Deidara up to?" Kisame asked on the other line.

"Nothing." He answered shortly.

"Oh well, just wanted to know if you want to come out tonight, we can hook with a few people and see where it goes from there." He said and laughing.

"Nah, not tonight. I've got all I need right here. Bye." He said and hung up the phone, not waiting for a reply. He kissed Deidara's forehead and wondering how someone who seemed so perfect could love someone like him, little did he know, Deidara asked himself the same thing.