Mornings
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I don't own Naruto.
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Deidara rolled over sleepily, made a little groaning noise, and then shot up in his bed.
That...silhouette of a woman climbing inside his window was not supposed to be there.
"Your place is too hard to get into," complained the female who had just landed inside his room.
"That would be because you're not supposed to get in, yeah. What are you doing here, Sakura?" asked the tired Akatsuki member. It was really too early in the morning for this.
Sakura look at him pointedly. "I'm coming to meet you, duh."
"Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?"
Sakura glared at him and Deidara sighed.
"Right. Anti-cliché, non-traditional female-male roles, anti-chauvinist, independence shit, yeah. I mean...not...shit."
"Good enough."
"Are you going to start seducing me now?"
"No. I think you shot the mood to pieces. Goodbye."
With that, Sakura climbed back out of the window. Deidara groaned yet again, because after all that, he wasn't even going to get laid. Ugh. That was so not worth waking up for.
Then he remembered something.
"Shit, Sakura! How did you find out where the Akatsuki headquarters were? Sakura?"
The blonde plopped back into his bed rather ungracefully and thought that, if ANBU were going to be infiltrating the place in the morning, he'd better get some sleep.