Trying my best to get this done in time... Well, anyway. Reviews appreciated!

"Danna… How much do you love me?" Deidara asked turning his head towards the redhead he was currently lying on.

He was sitting between Sasori's legs, them both being on a couch. There was another couch in the room and a single armchair between them. Kakuzu was sitting alone on the sofa, while Hidan moving visibly uncomfortably on the armchair. Itachi sat silently on the floor next to Kisame who was sending either worried or nervous glances towards Hidan and from time to time to Kakuzu. The TV was on at the other side of the room. Sasori smiled at Deidara.

"This much", he said while holding the both of Deidara's hands.

He pulled him a bit higher and gave him a soft kiss. Deidara let out a disappointed sigh.

"Only that little?"

"Trust me, if I were to show you exactly how much, you would never have the time to breathe again", he said in a very assuring tone.

"Well… could you at least show me a glimpse of it?"

"That would be my pleasure", Sasori said placing another kiss on Deidara's lips.

Hidan started coughing noisily. Kakuzu shot him a warning glare, which Hidan simply shrugged off looking annoyed.

"Hey, Kisame, when does the movie start?" Deidara asked after Hidan had recovered from his sudden seizure.

Kisame seemed pretty troubled and mumbled something in a quiet voice. Deidara furrowed his browns.

"He doesn't know", Itachi said monotonously.

"Then who does know?"

Nobody spoke. Deidara tried to look as pissed off as he could. Why were they acting like this? Kisame barely ever spoke to them and avoided to ever even look near their direction. Hidan seemed like he didn't want to be around them at all. Itachi was his normal, not caring, himself. And normal or not, Kakuzu didn't acknowledge them at all. It didn't need a genius to figure out the problem was them. Did they suddenly turn into homophobes or what? He decided to ignore it, he didn't want to know. Maybe they just had a bad day, or they had found out something that made the situation a bit awkward. That sounded actually pretty convenient. Deidara let himself relax again. They'll get over it with time. Finally Kakuzu spoke.

"It will start within a few minutes".

"Okay!"

He pulled Sasori's hand closer. He absently started playing with it, opening and closing his fingers. Deidara made Sasori wave and shake his fist.

"Are we a bit bored?" Sasori asked trying to prevent the sniggers.

"Since when have I been us?" Deidara teased.

"Didn't mean you. You and me. I can feel your sorrow".

"So, are you going to do something to stop our misery?"

"Anything for you".

"Good. How about you show me how much loved me again…"

"I fucking can't take this shit anymore!"

Hidan stood up holding his head with his arms and looking at the two of them, eyes full of something that resembled too much disgust. Kakuzu was the first one to react as he pulled Hidan by the arm in the corner behind the couch Sasori and Deidara were sitting on. Deidara rose up on his seat to look over the sofa. Kakuzu was apparently trying to calm Hidan down. Kakuzu was forcing his partner to look straight at him holding his face with his hands. He whispered something Deidara couldn't hear.

"What was that?" Deidara yelled in the middle.

Hidan's head immediately turned towards him taking the advantage of Kakuzu's sudden distraction.

"I asked what was that for'!"

"I fucking heard that!"

"Then answer me!"

"You really want to know what it's about? Fine, I'll tell you! You're making out with an object! Yes, an object! How fucking sick is that? It's like I would try fuck my scythe! And you go and even declare that you fucking love it! You can't love an object!"

"Sasori-danna's not an object! How could you say that?"

Kakuzu put his hand on Hidan's mouth to prevent him from making more damage he had already done. He pushed him against the wall, however speaking softly and calm. Deidara felt tears forming in his eyes. How could he say such horrible lies? Couldn't he see? Sasori wasn't an object, there was a human part in him. A living part. Feelings, just like normal people. Why wasn't anyone else defending him? Is that what this was all about? Did they all think like that? He turned around to see the others. Kisame looked confused, Itachi more like disappointed or bored. However, either one of them seemed to disagree with Hidan. He couldn't take that. It was all too much. He stormed out of the room, not even trying to hide his crying. He could hear Sasori calling his name. But he kept running.

-

"Deidara… are you okay?" Sasori asked as he slipped into their shared room.

Deidara had a pillow on his lap, which he hold tightly against himself. There were still a few tears falling down on his cheek. He sniffed and let out a muffled "no". Sasori kneeled down beside him and wiped his face with his own sleeve.

"Why did he say those things about you?" Deidara asked with a quiet voice.

"He's just jealous".

"Of what?"

"That the sweetest, the funniest and the cutest person in the whole world who just happens to be a great artist, with the worse view of art ever, wants to be around me more than with him".

The blond let out a small giggle. Sasori smiled to him gently.

"Don't care about what he says. It doesn't change anything", the puppet master continued with a worried look.

"I just... I didn't want him to jugde us so... roughly".

"If he can't accept it, it's his problem, hmm?"

"Right. Thanks danna. I love you".

Sasori sat down next to his partner and pulled him closer in an embrace. He started softly fingering the others hair.

"I love you too, Deidara. And I'll always will".

They were interrupted by the door that was practically crushed open. Tobi entered the room looking as excited as a one can look wearing a mask. He started to study the room with his single visible eye.

"What are you doing, may I ask?" Deidara shouted angrily and stood up.

"Oh, there you are Deidara-san!" Tobi noted happily as if he hadn't noticed him in the room yet, "Leader wants to see you! It's important!"

"Why is that?"

"You'll find out once you get there!"

Deidara turned to look at the puppet master.

"Can Sasori-danna come too?"

"Huh? That puppet of yours? You know Deidara-san, I stopped playing with dolls many, many years ago. You should try too! It's a bit hard in the start, but it'll get better. After all, aren't you a bit old f-"

"Tobi…"

"What is it Deidara-san?"

"Shut the fuck up already! Sasori-danna's not a doll! He's a living thing!"

"Yes, I know, Mr.Cuddles also…"

"Shut-Up! You don't know anything! Sasori's nothing like your stupid plushie!"

"But-"

"I don't have to listen to this! I'm going to Leader and you stay the hell away from me until I say different!"

"But Leader told me to come with you. He wants to talk to us both".

Deidara sighed in annoyance.

"What is he planning on… Fine. But you'll be quiet for the whole time on our way there".

"Okay!"

"Starting now."