AN- Here's chapter three! I personally really like this chapter :) I also love the fluffiness :D
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Deidara POV
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I crossed the small hills, the grass blowing up against my shoes. I saw the old well, the bricks covered in flowers and vines. The old wooden bucket was still hanging on the worn rope, looking as if it could snap any second. I felt something hit the side of my cheek, and felt around until the small soft petal was between my fingers. I smiled, hold the small pink leaf in my hand. The tree was close.
I kept walking, the sun shining high and bright over my head, indicating it was close to noon. That meant it was almost time to eat! But first, a trip down memory lane. I saw small sprouts of flowers, a few of them oddly colored, or stained with a green tint. Then, as I looked at the top of a taller hill, the few flowers could be seen from the tree! I walked faster up the hill, almost out of breath when I got finally reached the cherry blossom tree.
Sitting under it, I smiled, remembering what had happened here. I remember this place the most. The smell of the grass and tree scent mixing together, how the sun was high like it is today. The way the small pink, white tipped, petals fell from the branches above us. I remember my courage, and how nervous I was, followed by excitement. It was all a wonderful way to start out.
!~Flashback~!
I quickly shoved my belongings into my book bag, and as soon as that damned bell rang, I was out of that classroom like a bat escaping from hell. Finally! Finally, math class was over and it was the weekend! I couldn't wait to get home, possibly spend the night with Sasori, and be away from school for three days since it was a holiday on Monday. I was extremely excited!
I pulled at the red tie on my neck, the stupid thing itching the crap out of me. I hated school uniforms, never being able to wear whatever I want! We were forced to wear a red tie, a white collared shirt, and black pants. It might not have been so bad if the tie wasn't as tight as it was, if the pants were much tighter, and if the dumb shirt hadn't been so big on me, It was a soft fabric, almost see through, and it was pretty short, which, in my case was good, but around the shoulders, it was draping off of me. I'm pretty skinny, and though I like to show off my semi muscled stomach, I wouldn't mind for a fitting shirt once in a while. The good thing was I could wear whatever shoes I wanted, even if they were falling apart, squeaking, and worn Converse! My favorite pair of shoes. I could also wear my hair in my usual half pony tail, much to my pleasure.
I shoved my book bag into the silver locker, slamming it shut, and walking over to Sasori's locker. He was already there, putting his things into his locker as well. Standing next to him was our friend Hidan.
"Yeah, so that litter fucker shouldn't be coming anywhere near him again!" Hidan said, grinning. He popped his knuckles, each one making a crackling noise.
"What happened, un?" I said, walking to them. Sasori glanced up me, our eyes making contact. I quickly looked away to Hidan, ignoring the way my heart fluttered and cheeks flushed lightly.
"Some freshman slut was trying to get into Kakuzu's pants. So I told the whore to suck my dick and get the fuck away from him. Well, she took it the wrong way, and actually tried to suck me off! I mean what the fuck! Does she not get it that he is totally gay for me?" Hidan said.
"But, un, you're both gay. For each other," I said. Hidan rolled his eyes, and Sasori just closed his locker.
"I think I figured that out after we fucked, Blondie." I grimaced, as Sasori cringed.
"Thanks for making wish I hadn't eaten today, hm." Hidan grinned, and gave me a thumbs up, unbuttoning his shirt. He liked to not ever wear them.
"You're fucking welcome! As I was saying, the bitch finally got the message after I told her some things," he said, an evil glint in his magenta eyes. I glanced nervously at Sasori, who was shaking his head.
"You didn't send her to the hospital like last time, did you?" He asked. Hidan rolled his eyes.
"No! And it was just that one time! Besides, she deserved it, the Jashin damned whore. Anyways, the freshman slut, she won't be coming anywhere near me or Kuzu ever again," Hidan said, giving a small, and evil sounding, laugh. I gave a nervous smile to him, and the three of us walked down the hallway, our footsteps bouncing off the walls of the now empty halls. "So what are you fuckers doing after school?" I looked over at my red headed best friend, and he shrugged.
"I don't know. I have nothing to do this weekend," he said, his eyes looking bored. I nodded in agreement.
"Same here, un. I don't have anything I need to do." Hidan thought for a moment, and said,
"Me and Kuzu are going to a party on Sunday. You guys can fucking come if you want, though you'll probably be alone for the whole night." I looked at him, not understanding what he meant.
"Why, un?" Hidan laughed, and Sasori sighed, shaking his head. What was so wrong?
"Because, Blondie, we'll up in one of the rooms," Hidan said. I still didn't get it.
"Okay...? Why is it so bad to up in a room, un?" Hidan laughed again, and slapped me on the back lightly. Sasori stopped, and whispered in my ear.
"They'll be fucking each others brains out, Deidara." I glanced at Hidan, wide eyed, and gulped. Oh. Thats what they were talking about.
"Uh, thats lovely, un," I said, walking again. I could hear Hidan laughing, still, and Sasori's light chucking. I loved his laugh. Scratch that. I love everything about him. From his red hair to his red Converse, I love every little thing about him. Now that I think about it, I always have in a way. At first as a friend, then a brother, then more than all of that. In a boyfriend way, suppose. I thought of it at first as just a little small crush, but when he smiled at me, or even looked at me, I couldn't take it and I would blush like a school girl getting her first kiss. Embarrassing, really. But I came to realize I love my best friend. I am in love with him, is more like it.
"Yeah, it fucking is," Hidan said, his laughter dying down. We reached the parking lot, and walked our cars, the two of them parked next to each other. "Well, I guess I'll see ya shit heads later!" Hidan said, getting his car and driving away. I ignored the foul language, and got into the passengers seat of Sasori's car. He got in the drivers seat, his seat belt clicking shut.
"Can I spend the night, un? I don't like being home alone," I said. Sasori turned the car on, and glanced over at me.
"You're uncle not there?" He asked, backing out of the empty parking lot.
"No, he had to leave for some thing. He doesn't tell me anything anymore, so I just go with it, un," I said. Sasori nodded, and looked momentarily at the back seat.
"Wanna go to the old Sakura tree on that hill?" He asked, now paying attention to the road.
"Why?" I asked, now buckling my seat belt. He shrugged.
"I don't know. I have some art tools in the back, we can go draw up there, if you want." I thought a minute, and decided that did sound like fun.
"Sure, un." And so, he drove us to the top of that hill, where the old water well sat, the wooden bucket hanging on a new rope. He parked the car off on the side of the road, away from the hills. He grabbed a backpack, slinging one strap over his shoulder, the other dangling down his back. He walked up the hill, as I ran, and finally caught up to me. I was standing with my back to him, facing the Sakura tree. It was a really pretty tree, I noted.
"Here, brat," Sasori said, tossing me a sketch book. I turned around, trying to catch the book, but it ended up hitting me in the face.
"Ow," I said, rubbing my nose after it fell to the ground.
"Watch it, brat. You might ruin the book," Sasori said, picking it up, a smirk in place.
"What about me, un? I'm more important than a book! You coulda broke my nose," I said, pouting.
"Forget you. This book was expensive," He said, brushing the grass off of it. I snorted.
"Yeah, way expensive, un. How much, two dollars, un?" I said, guessing.
"Three," he replied. I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever you say, Kakuzu, un," I said, grinning. He glanced up at me, his face a hurt expression.
"How could you, Dei Chan! That was so mean of you," he said. I rolled my eyes once more, and took the book from his hands, sitting down against the Sakura tree.
"Cry me a river, un," I said, jokingly. He chucked, sitting beside me.
"I just may do that. That hurt me dearly." I sighed, though still smiling.
"What do you want me to do, kiss it better?" I asked, an eyebrow raised. He put a finger to his chin, looked up at the sky as if in deep thought.
"That would do just fine," he said, smirking. I kissed two of my fingers and placed them on his cheek, making a kissing noise. "That won't do Deidara. I want a real kiss from you," he said, his face covered in amusement.
"Eh!" He pulled me into his lap, and locked his arms around his my waist, my arms on his shoulders. He smirked, probably since now I was blushing like a school girl with her first kiss stolen! He rubbed my back, right above my bottom, and was staring into my eyes, not including the hidden one.
"C'mon, Dei Chan. If you're really sorry, then you'll make the pain go away." He kissed my neck, nibbling softly.
"N-Need a band-aid, un?" I said, nervously, trying not to tilt my head and beg for more. He hummed against my neck, and shook his head.
"Be a man, Dei Chan. Kiss me better," he said, still licking my neck.
"I am a man!" I said, glaring down at him. He clicked his tongue, and mumbled that I wasn't. "Fine, then, Sasori, un!" I quickly grabbed both sides of his head, forcing him to face me. I forcefully pressed our lips together, crashing teeth. I felt a small bit of blood, but ignored it. I felt his smirk, and he tightened his grip on my waist and back. Our lips rolled back and forth, his tongue sneaking out to lick my bottom lip. I let him in, still mad his for saying I wasn't I man. He took my lip into his mouth, sucking, making me silently beg for more in my head.
At this point, I was lightly moaning, snaking my hands around his neck. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth, and mapped out the wet cavern that is my mouth. I thanked any God out there I had happened to be chewing gum, making my breath minty and clean. He found the gum, though, and pushed it into his mouth. He broke away from the kiss giving me time to breath. He spit the gum out, then attacked my mouth once more.
I let his tongue find mine, as we battled for dominance, though we both knew who was the dominant one. When he started to suck on my tongue, and lick the little bit of blood from the teeth crashing, that's when I noticed this was either going to end in sex on a hill, or end with both of us with really hard erections. I decided that neither sounded to good, so I pulled away, and grinned at him.
"Who's a man now, un!" I said. Sasori rolled his eyes.
"Not you. I'm top. That's that." I gaped at him. Hes already talking about having sex? He must have noticed what I was thinking, and shook his head. "Deidara, don't think I just want you for that." He pulled me down, kissing me lightly on the lips. We sat, staring into each others eyes when it dawned on me. I just made out with my best friend. I just kissed the man I'm in love with. I am sitting on his lap, my hands in his hair, our foreheads touching, fingers linked. I felt my face heat up immensely, and I looked down at the grass, noticing the falling Sakura leaves.
I heard him laugh slightly, his brown orbs closed, mouth formed into a small smile. He pushed my hair away from my face, and creased my cheek. How embarrassing, still.
!~Flashback End~!
I stood up, realizing how hungry I was. I smiled, and stretched, being careful not to hit my head on the branches of the Sakura tree. I owe this tree a lot, and I'm thankful that it's here. It was, after all, where Sasori stole my first kiss, my face the same as a blushing school girl. I was indeed a bit girly. Not that I'd ever say that out loud, of course.