Authors Note: I know that anyone who's actively following Bone Deep is going to kill me for leaving it to the side (like usual) but I love this couple and I had so much fun writing this so I wanted to put this down. Hopefully you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I almost forgot, this is not cannon (obviously)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, way to remind me.
#1 Reminiscent:
She had not joined the Akatsuki willingly. In fact she had to be dragged in by Kisame kicking and screaming the entire time, much to Deidara's amusement. The pink haired girl had glared, and swore and fought, reminding him of his younger self when he had been forced to join. Of curse this was until a chakra enforced punch from the Hokage's former apprentice destroyed half the base. Maybe they had fewer similarities than he thought.
#2 Skulking:
For about a week Sakura had been imprisoned in a small, bare room, containing only a bed, a desk, and an adjoining bathroom. Meals were served to her by a blue haired woman that, no many times Sakura would ask, would never answer he questions. Each time the woman would just set the tray down with an indifferent look and calmly leave the room. To say the least the rosette was pissed. So the first day she felt someone's presence outside the (sealed) door she grumbled to herself, cursing them to the deepest pit of hell (possibly a slumber party with Gai and Lee) when they did not leave in the first half hour. After two hours of their chakra being a steady pulse she called out "Will you stop skulking around my room and leave me alone you creep?!" A rich, masculine voice replied instantly "I'm your guard for the time being so get used to it, yeah." He paused a moment. "Skulking? Does anyone even use that word anymore?"
#3 Fascination:
Deidara had not been lying when he told Sakura he was her guard. Leader had assigned him this position since he apparently didn't trust some members of the Akatsuki cough Hidan cough around the medic nin. Him sneaking into the room when Sakura was asleep; observing how the moon shone off her fair skin and hearing her sigh in her sleep however weren't exactly his orders. He blamed it on curiosity but that still didn't explain that when he couldn't get his hands on clay his drawings always ended up of her.
#4 Leverage:
Sakura had no intention of joining the ranks of the Akatsuki. It was honorable as a shinobi to die for one's village and that's exactly what she planned to do. So when Pein finally summoned for her she had a firm, concrete answer for whether she would become their medic. It was after he told her the consequence of her choice would result in her friends' deaths that her resolve shook. She rethought her decision.
#5 Branded:
The cloak she had been given was surprisingly comfortable. The black and red fabric was soft and kept her nice and toasty. But she wished it was scratchy. Sakura had wished it was rough and scratchy and painful. It would definitely hurt less than the guilt that tore her up for wearing this symbol. Though it was soft it still burnt and branded her skin.
#6 Appearance:
Deidara had gotten back from an uneventful mission. It was a complete waste of his time, not only had he been unable to utilize his art but for two days he had been unable to talk to the strange pink haired woman he was guard of. When finally coming out of her grouchy mood they talked to each other through the door. Her dry sense of humor and witty banter intrigued him, even more so the fact that he honestly enjoyed talking to her and the feeling seemed reciprocated. After a while he even came in the room. So when playing shogi with Sasori whom mentioned to him that Sakura had decided to become a member, he purposely lost the game and calmly walked out of the room. For appearance sake.
#7 Probation:
Sakura though not held captive anymore was still on probation and Deidara had evolved for guard to probation officer. Despite both their hot tempers they managed to get along well. He introduced her to others, showed her around, and displayed his craft. As the months past and Leader's trust in her increased, Deidara's presence did not. No longer her jailer, he was…something else.
#8 Assumptions:
The cooking was shared between shinobi in regular shifts, and since all could cook they assumed Sakura could too. That is until Tobi ran out of the kitchen screaming "Tobi didn't mean to make it angry!" after investigating the earlier explosion coming from the room. The team quickly found out Grandma Haruno's Famous Casserole was not edible. Sakura was quickly placed on dish duty.
#9 Friends:
It couldn't be helped that she had made friends other than him in her time there. She fit in beautifully, her own abnormally shaped puzzle piece fitting perfectly with all the others' misfit ones. But Deidara couldn't help the twinge he got in his stomach when her attention was devoted to someone else. He knew it was ridiculous to be jealous of Kisame just because he had made her laugh. The twinge still flared up though.
#10 Painting:
After she had convinced Kakuzu to let her buy some paint for her room, Sakura returned carrying two paint cans and went straight to work, shutting her door. Around an hour and a half later she emerged from her room, a pleased smile adorning her face. "Do you like it?" She asked Deidara who stared at the walls in confusion. "Um, it's blue, yeah." "Is blue a problem?" "No it's just…" "Just what?" "I thought you'd pick pink." Sakura stared at him flatly. "…Honestly, I'd expect you to be more original than that Deidara."