Akatsuki; A Twisted Life Style

I DO NOT OWN NARUTO!

It's a twisted lifestyle with the Akatsuki, hince the name!

It's a Deidara/Sasori base.

HIGH SCHOOL SUX!

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Two;

Deidara woke up the next morning to warmth behind him. He smiled and kept his eyes closed, scooting back into the warmth. Sasori-danna. He thought happily. He felt Sasori's hand slide up his side and rest on his chest. He smiled inwardly and shivered as Sasori's warm breath made its way down Deidara's neck. "Morning, Dei-chan." Sasori whispered in his ear, getting another shiver out of the boy.

"Morning, un." Deidara whispered in a sleepy voice. Deidara rolled over to face Sasori, who smiled a bit.

"You're so cute when you sleep, Dei-chan. You really look like a girl." This got a blush and a pout from the other. Sasori smirked and pulled him closer. "Quit pouting." Sasori said, kissing Deidara's forehead. Deidara smiled and closed his eyes in a cute way. "Are you hungry?" Deidara nodded and looked up at Sasori as he sat up and slipped his shorts on. He glanced at the marks on Sasori's back with a small smile, then saw fresh scratches, his heart dropping. Sasori slipped his shirt on and stood, walking to the kitchen. Deidara's heart started pounding in his chest and he sat up, walking into the kitchen.

"Sasori-danna?"

"Yeah?" Sasori never turned to face him while he grabbed things from the fridge.

"What happened to your back, un?" Sasori seemed to stop for a split second, moving to the stove.

"Nothing, why?" Deidara tilted his head and sat on the counter near the window.

"No reason, un." He said quietly. The phone rang and both boys jumped, Deidara grabbing the phone. "Deidara, yeah."

"Where's Sasori?" It was Itachi. He had the same, cold voice, only colder.

"Why, un?"

"Put him on the phone, Deidara." Deidara handed Sasori the phone and he took it.

"What?" There was a pause and Sasori stopped what he was doing. "Not right now, Itachi."

"Why not?"

"I'm busy."

"I'll tell Deidara, and I know how much you'd hate to see him hurt." Sasori tensed and Deidara tilted his head. Sasori sighed.

"Fine. Give me a few minutes and I'll be there." He hung up and looked at Deidara. "I'll be back later."

"Sasori-danna, what's going on, un?" He asked, jumping off the counter, following Sasori into the other room.

"Nothing, Deidara." Deidara stared at him a moment, then looked away.

"Liar." He walked from the room and Sasori stared after him. He shook his head and left, leaving Deidara to worry. Morning turned to noon, and noon turned to evening. Deidara sat by the phone, waiting for Sasori to call him back. He had called his red headed lover at noon and still hadn't received a reply, which was unusual. The phone rang and he picked it up, hoping it was Sasori. "Deidara, yeah?" He could hear heavy breathing on the other end, his heart racing. Then he heard Sasori's voice.

"What are...you doing, Ita-..." Then a moan sounded.

"Nothing, Sasori." He heard Itachi breathe. His heart snapped in two. Deidara hung up the phone and stared at it, tears streaking his face. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He stood, shaking, and walked to his room, staring at the pictures of him and his savior when they were younger. He started to take each picture down and threw them in his trash can, walking to the back yard. He poured gas in the trash bucket and tossed a match in, letting it burn while he went inside to clean up the house. He took the female's school uniform and shoved it in the back of his closet, getting the males' outfit ready for the next day. He called Sasori's phone, getting the answering machine, again.

"You've reached Sasori. Leave a message and I'll call you when I can, if I feel like it."

"Sasori-danna..." Deidara started, his voice a mere whisper. "I...I've got a ride tomorrow for school. Don't bother stopping by tonight, either. I need the night to myself. I just got to thinking about a lot of things, un. I'll be okay, yeah, so don't call back." He hung up the phone, tears straking his face.

Evening turned to night and Sasori called his phone to check his messages.

"Sasori-danna." There was a pause and he thought he heard a sniffle. "I...I've got a ride tomorrow for school. Don't bother stopping by tonight either. I need the night to myself. I just got to thinking about a lot of things, un. I'll be okay, yeah, so don't call back." He heard a hint of anger and pain in his lover's voice and hung up, calling Deidara back. Deidara jumped, waking up to the sound of his phone. He answered it, not bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Hello, un?"

"Deidara? What's wrong?" Deidara sat there a moment, not responding. "Deidara?"

"I said not to call, yeah." Deidara hung the phone up, lying back down. Sasori looked at his phone a moment and called back, getting no answer. He tried a few more times before giving up and going over there. Deidara couldn't fall back asleep and had went to the front room to watch a movie. He heard a motorcycle pull up in his drive and clicked off the T.V., looking out the window to see Sasori climb off the bike, a worried look on his face. He moved away from the window and sat back down on the couch, ignoring the door bell. He closed his eyes tight and burried his face in a pillow. Don't answer the door. Don't bother. He lied to you. He hurt you. Deidara thought to himself, forgetting he had given Sasori an extra key.

He failed to hear the door open and close, and failed to hear Sasori stop in front of him. Sasori stared down at Deidara. His shoulders shook violently. He knelt and gently lifted Deidara's chin to face him. Deidara tensed and stared at Sasori. "Deidara, why are you..." His heart skipped a beat when he saw the glare in Deidara's eyes, more tears finding their way down the blonde's face.

"Go away, un. I don't wanna talk to you."

"Deidara, what's gotten into you?"

"A liar, un." Deidara forced back more tears and stood, staring down at his red headed ex-lover.

"What do you mean?" Sasori asked, standing.

"I was lied to. That's what, un." Deidara turned his back to Sasori and jumped over the couch, walking for the kitchen. Sasori followed. "Get out, Sasori." Deidara opened the fridge and got something to drink.

"Not until you tell me what's..."

"Itachi called while you two were having you're fun, yeah." Deidara said in a calm, quiet voice, looking down. Sasori's heart skipped a beat. He took a step towards Deidara. "Get out!" Deidara yelled, turning his head, closing his eyes tight, and dropping the drink on the floor. Sasori stood there a moment, unsure of what to do. Deidara finally calmed his nerves enough to look at the other. "Leave, and never speak to me again, un." He walked from the kitchen to his room, shutting and locking the door. Sasori left.

The next morning, at school, Sasori sat in the back row, where he always sat, waiting for Deidara to show. He didn't. That calss ended, leaving Sasori worried. He slowly made his way to his second period class, which he also had with Deidara. There he was, sitting in the back, where he always sat, staring out the window. He was, for once, wearing the males school uniform, the jacket on the back of his chair, the sleeves rolled up. He had his chin resting on one hand, that same wrist covered with gauze. He slowly made his way to his seat near the blond, glancing at him. Deidara seemed to lost in his own thoughts to care that Sasori was there. Sasori saw the small blood stain on the gauze and reached over, pulling Deidara's hand from under his chin, getting the boy to look at him. He was carefully unwrapping the bandages, when Deidara pulled his wrist away.

"That's none of your concern, un." He said in a harsh voice, rewrapping the wound. Sasori just stared at him, watching as he looked back out the window. Lunch rolled around a few classes later. Sasori felt sick at his stomach by then. He didn't eat anything, just sat in his place with Itachi, Tobi, Kisame, Hidan and others that aren't that important. Tobi waved his hand in front of Sasori's face, drawing his attention back to the group and away from the courtyard.

"Sasori-danna?" Tobi asked.

"Don't call me that." Sasori snapped, standing. "I'm outta here." Itachi reached up, without looking at the red head, and jerked at his arm, getting him to sit again.

"What's gotten into you?" Itachi asked, glancing at him. He got a glare from the red head.

"You know what's wrong, Itachi!" It wasn't like Sasori to lose his temper like that. Tobi ducked behind Kisame, the others stared in shock, and Itachi smirked. Sasori rolled his eyes and walked away, heading for the courtyard.

"Sasori-danna's scary, ney?" Tobi asked, poking his head from behind Kisame.

"What's gotten into him, anyway, Itachi?" Kisame asked the raven haired Uchiha. Itachi smirked and shrugged, looking back at Sasori.

"I know." Tobi spoke, looking to see the blond Deidara stand in the courtyard. "Deidara called me and said he and Sasori had a BIG," he held his arms out as wide as he could get them "fight. He said that Sasori hurt him and he needed to talk to someone, but he said something else...Oops! I wasn't suppose to tell you guys!" Tobi said, going chibi.

In the courtyard, Sasori stood before Deidara. "Give me your arm, Deidara."

"No, un. What I do to myself is none of your concern." He started past Sasori, finding himself pinned to the tree in a split second, Sasori's body pressed against his. "Get off me, Sasori, un."

"Only if you agree to talk to me." Deidara's eyes narrowed and he shoved Sasori away, making a run for it.

School ended not quick enough for Sasori. He caught Deidara outside, catching a ride with Tobi. He watched them pull away, Deidara smiling happily with the brunette.

A few hours went by and Sasori couldn't take it anymore. He started throwing things around the house, tearing up old pictures of the two, stopping when he came across the one that made his heart rip in several pieces. Deidara had been lying under him, eyes closed, a smile on his face, tears making their way down his cheeks. He remembered that day all too well. It was Deidara's tenth.

End Chapter!

Authoress; If you wanna see the flash back, read the next chapter.

Deidara; -crying- He cheated on me! With UCHIHA!

Authoress; -hugs Deidara- There, there, Dei-chan. I will always be here.

Tobi; YAY! Deidara's hangin with me! FINALLY!