First off: Deidara

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"Hey, pretty lady!" a drunken blond greeted while draping his arms around Anko's shoulders.

She smiled as politely as she could. "Hello, Deidara."

Deidara and Anko had formed a small group of them and two other people who had been tightly netted together for years. But as they started to grow into teenagers, their group faded into different directions, especially Anko who had been getting weird, lustful looks from her comrades.

Deidara had been trying to pick up Anko for years now. Every attempt had been a failure because of the man that was always with her, Orochimaru. This caused a deep hatred between the two, one that increased each time they made contact with each other. Though, this never stopped Deidara's attempts toward the lovely Anko.

He smirked as his hands rested lustfully on her shoulders. "What's a lovely set-up like yourself doing in a dangerous place like this…Hmm?"

Anko nodded towards a seething Orochimaru.

Deidara glared "Hey."

The glass Orochimaru was holding broke into pieces, snarling. "Evening."

Deidara wasn't too drunk to know that the man before him was getting an adrenaline rush from his presence. Still, he was drunk enough to not see the murder in his eyes when his grip around Anko's neck tightened.

"How about I take you out of this for a little while?" he mused to her. He took in a deep inhale of her hair. "Things are about to get physical…" He squeaked as something sharp pricked the special thing in between his legs.

"Easy, Deidara." Anko whispered.

Orochimaru slammed his fist down on the table, causing the silverware to clank and some of the other customers to look up. "THE ONLY ONE WHO NEEDS TO BE TAKEN OUT IS YOU, DEIDARA!"

The room was silent for a few seconds until Anko cleared her throat, a warning for him to calm down. Orochimaru looked at her and then at Deidara. Golden, death-silted eyes met blue, bloodshot ones in a death glare; the only thing they could share. Deidara scoffed finally.

"Later," he slurred, swatting his hand in Anko's direction. Anko nodded back and turned back to her steaming boyfriend.

"You should be used to it by now." She growled.

Orochimaru's fists unclenched from the tablecloth he was holding on to. That blond punk had been the straw that broke the camels' back. That fool, putting his hands on his woman…

He stood up casually. "Please excuse me."

Anko opened her mouth to protest, but he was already trudging along to one of the separate hallways. She sighed and picked up one of the unbroken wine glasses. "Waitress!"

Orochimaru snuck through the kitchen unnoticed by the box of garbage he had picked up as a disguise. He sat it outside the door and studied the alleyway. The air reeked of garbage, booze, and lust: Deidara no doubt. He licked his lips and followed the shadows.

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"Son of a bitch." Deidara grumbled aloud as he took scooted on top of a dumpster and lit up a cigarette. "Who the Hell does he thing he is?"

He breathed out a gray puff and watched it dissolve; in his drunken state, he could have sworn he saw Anko's image in it.

He smirked. "Why the Hell does she wants someone like him? He's not right for her at all…too old, and pale." He laughed. "I wouldn't be surprised if the old coot had a heart attack every time he fu-…" his words were cut off by the hand that dragged him off of the dumpster and threw him into a pile of dirty boxes.

He spat the cigarette out and looked up at his attacker. He smirked as he started to stand "I'll be damned. You know, if you wanted a smoke I would have given you one, old man."

Orochimaru kicked him in the side and stepped down on his chest to keep him down. "Deidara…Keep your hands…off my girl."

Deidara looked up at him and glared at the shadow that he was being betrayed as his mind forced words out that he didn't want to say. "Not a chance."

Orochimaru's eyes became slits and he reached down to jerk the boy in the air. "Well then it seems that I'm going to have to make you, hmm?"

He smirked as he threw the small-framed boy into one of the walls, which he hit with a gag. He grabbed his throat again before he had the chance to fall. He studied his shock, blue eyes, which lowered. His gaze followed to see Deidara's bent and twisted fingers; his hand was broken from the collision, but this only influenced the possessive man even more.

He grabbed the broken limb, earning a nice squeak from Deidara. "You know how much I hate it when you put these disgusting things on her?" he mocked, taking hold of his other arm and pinning them both to his sides. "No one should be allowed to ever do that to her." He flipped the poor boy around so that his head was pressed against the gritty walls and his arms were stretched out behind him. Orochimaru slowly began to pull them back.

"I'm…going…to…make…damn…sure…that…you…" he grunted in between pulls. "…that…you…never…touch…"

"Stop!" Deidara screamed in pain, his limps were nothing but flabby skin now

"…her…" Orochimaru's eyes became dark "…again."

He let the suffering boy fall to the ground. He stared at him as he tried to use his chin to crawl away and laughed. He looked behind him and caught sight of a small dumpster piece. He leered and stalked over to it.

Deidara was heading into shock from all the pain he was going through. He couldn't think, could only feel the pain, and could only see the shadow of Orochimaru hovering over him with a large object that looked big then the both of them.

"And just for further measures…"

Anko angrily slammed down her third glass of wine and grimaced at the lingering taste of the fruits.

"Where the Hell could he have gone?" she asked herself. "He's always pulling stuff like this." She gritted her teeth. "Damn I hate him some-…"

She saw a red object out of the corner of her eyes and then saw a red rose as it brushed her cheek. It was put in her hand as Orochimaru strolled around to his seat.

"Sorry, there was more than one person wanting to buy a flower for a beautiful girl at the flower shop." He charmed.

Anko smiled, despite her anger and slight drunkenness.

"So," she began as she twirled the flower between her fingers. "Want to skip dinner and go straight to dessert?"

Orochimaru smirked. "Sounds like a great idea."

He helped her gather their things and led her out the door just as a police car and an ambulance sped past them into the alleyway he had been at moments before.