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-Hell Frozen Rain-
Chaper Two
You know that feeling; when you take your first hit of a smoke. The way the smoke tingles your mouth. Tickles the back of your throat. You can almost feel the toxic air moving into your lungs.
It's like breathing fire.
You know no one ever really quiets.
A smokers a smoker when everything goes to hell.
Well the red haired 18 year old had quit and picked back up the habit more times than he could count. Why?
Immune defect. It caused him trouble when it came to eating, sometimes he couldn't keep the food down and if he let himself puke once than his body would just refuse to eat after that.
So he picked up smoking, it helped settle his stomach down enough so he could keep what ever food he had consumed that day in his small body.
Once again another ironic situation in his life, either he dies from starvation or he dies from not chain smoking.
Add a few years and take a few off.
Looking at the small cancer stick that rested between in pointed and middle finger he thoughts, what ever kills you faster.
Shaking his head he flicked the now spent item off the balcony of the cheap apartment he lived in with his grandmother.
18 and still live at home, sad.
"Sasori! Sasori! What are you doing? Come look at this! RLS!" the old women was in the living room watching tv.
Red hated it when she did, the crazy hag would always see commercials for some new disease or body disfucation and assume she had it. Having one of the ten centimes doesn't mean your sick.
"Yes grandmother, I'm sure you do" he mumbled walking past and into his room. He need to get ready the clock on his night stand flash 10:26 pm.
He wasn't one of those newbi partakers in the world of partying; no. We went out at 11 pm and didn't return tell 5 or maybe even 7 in the morning.
The night shadows all things, it can even make you forget what your trying to for those short hours where he was dancing in a dark room with only the flashing neon light of the rave to give him sight, he felt alive and almost like the blond he loved wasn't real.
Running a hand through his hair he gave his body a quick one over check, tight cargo camo pants, simple white tank top with the kanji for scorpion on it. He even added a black and red choker some random bracelets and wrist decorations. Yep he looked good only thing left was his combat boots.
Sasori had been out to underground 'events' more times than he could count and he had a small list of things he always fallowed just in case the party got busted.
One: Always wear shoes, sneakers boots. Never heels or flip flops.
Two: Never carry a ID or credit card. Cash only.
And three: If your friend goes down you keep fucking running.
It wasn't that he was heartless but he would drop dead before he went back for someone, he couldn't afford to get caught.
"Your looking good tonight Red" looking past his reflection in the mirror so he was starring the new commer in the eye Sasori smirked.
"Thanks, Madara or Tobi what ever you feel like fucking going with tonight" moving to walk past the taller male the shorter and younger winced when his arm was grabbed.
"Why don't you relax" putting his lips over red head's Madara slipped his tongue roughly into the others mouth along with a small pink pill.
"What was that?" smirking at the breathless voice the Uchiha brushed red bangs from a pouting face.
"Just a little something to help you relax" laughing the puppet maker slipped under the out stretched arm.
Stumbling on his way to the leave his room he snatched his boots with another laugh, "Fuck Tobi strong?"
"Maybe just a little"
"Hmmm" red hummed in reply.
"Not even out yet and I'm fucked up"
The sound of the music was intoxicating, hooking his fingers in his belt loops the short red head on the dance floor began to rotate his hips before dropping his ass down. Running his hands on his thigh he placed them on his knees to get balance to bounce back up slowly.
"How low can you go?"
"How low can you go?"
"how low can you go?"
"How low can you go?"
"GO low, lower than you know~"
Sasori wasn't sure what the fucker Tobi gave him but he was feeling it to the max and he wouldn't lie he was loving the feeling. Smirking when he felt dark eyes on his small form he grabbed onto a near by pole and swung himself around on it before pushing his back against it and working his body up and down it all while biting his lip and tossing his head to the side so his bangs his his eyes.
What could he saw he worked a strip club when he first turned 18, need money and made it. Did you really think he just went out and found Tobi...Madara no the male was his number one customer. Said he had a perfect little body and his ass was to die for.
Laughing at the the red pushing himself away from the pole he was bored with it, he need to find a drink and a place to smoke.
"I think he went out with me cousin, you remember Tobi?" Deidara blinked than frowned. Tobi? God the idiot the hyper crazy attack you screaming Tobi.
"I don't think Sasori would be into seeing someone like him. Danna is just to mature for that" nodding at his own words the blond flipped open his phone typing a text he hit send before going back to watching the movie with Itachi.
Deidara: What happened you to? Whare are you?
Well that's what the message would say if the red haired male would of looked he was to busy stading about a foot from the make shaft bar a beer in his left hand a cigarette in the other and a hot tall white haired man in front of him.
Their tongues where slick against each other, which only seemed to fuel the two on. The man in front of the Red had some serious roman hands, not that he wasn't loving it true when the fog was gone he would hate himself but for now fuck it.
Who was Deidara? He didn't know. Didn't remember and didn't fucking care.
"Hold on Hold on" pushing on the mans chest Sasori pulled his smoke to his lips took a hit, gulped his beer than pulled the man back into a heat session.
Would he let this man...what was his name again? Ka..Kas... something like that. Yeah would he let the man fucked him tonight? Only in his dreams he didn't really like what he was feeling pushed against his thigh. He wanted something long and hard not short and stubby.
"Sorry cowboy but i got to run" slipping away from the man Sasori snickered at the calls for him to come back. Pulling his beer back to his mouth he drank happily, when it was empty he throw it in a random basket sitting around the floor.
Back to the crowd! His drunk and haze mind cheered, maybe he would find someone to ride at home. He snickered that was kind of funny.
Hi Hi, you made it to the end. Okay little kiddies.
Partying is bad M'kay?
Don't do it.
Okay so we're clear Partying is bad M'kay.
So heads up I'm trying to think about who I want to make Sasori get his freak on up with and I just don't know who to pick. SO I'm letting you awesome guys do it. It can be anyone I don't care. You know as long as it's a guy and not Orochimaru -shudder-
Lemon promised if somone picks.
Lime if i have to.
Why would I do that? Cause I'm mean and love to watch you wiggle and it makes me happy.
Goo luck!
Hit my up and let me know.
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