There is some smut in this chapter, but please take note this will not be the last time Katani has an adventure with her lovely Dei-kun. Its more of a plot filler than anything, and yes, this happened after the incident with Hidan and Kakuzu. I'm still trying to get a hang on writing smut with characters that I don't normally write with, so bare with me. Thanks for reading! :)

When Kisame gets in the shower, there is nothing you can do to get him out of it. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. You can yell and scream and beat on the door all you want to but he will just keep right on sucking up all the hot water. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love him to death. He really is a great boyfriend; but when I need to shower... well.. I need to shower. So when I woke up this morning to find that he had beaten me to it, I was not happy at all.

I awaken with a sigh, shifting closer to the warmth behind me.

"Itachi-kuuunnn..." I call, my voice raspy from sleep

He grunted, apparently too lazy to articulate sentences or half asleep himself. I could still feel his naked back against mine, so I figured it was a mixture of both.

Twisting to trail a finger down his spine, I continue "Wanna jump in the shower with me?"

He twitches under my touch and turns enough so I can see the gleam in his eye.

"I would, but Kisame beat us to it," he says with a heavy sigh. This makes me frown, groan, and throw my arm across my face dramatically.

"Damnit all! I'm all nasty from last night. I cant stay like this."

I can feel him chuckling "Well go use one of the other showers then."

"Fine. But when I get raped and fall in love, don't say I didn't warn you." I joke. Of course I never mean it when I say things like that, but it always gets a good response out of my boyfriends. This time was no exception. He had climbed on top of me in an instant, Sharingan swirling and a dangerous frown on his face.

"Well, if things are going to be like that, you might just have to postpone that shower for.. say.. about 72 hours."

His voice barely betrayed the humor it held, but I knew him well enough to pick it up. I smile sweetly, and cup my hand on his cheek in a loving gesture. "You know I could never fall in love with anyone other than you..." This brought on that lovely smile he shared only with me and Kisame ".. I have a thing for cold sadistic bastards anyway.."

He glanced coldly at me for a second before grabbing my wrist and placing nibbles and kisses everywhere. A low growl escaped his throat and he shifted so his lips were centimeters away from mine.

"Go take your shower, before I give you another reason to need one."

I knew it was not an empty threat, so I complied with a quick kiss and a shove to get him off of me. Since all my towels and toiletries were locked in the bathroom, I was left with only a robe and a hairbrush to aid in my quest to be cleansed of my impurities. I quickly tied the robe on and put the brush in the soft pocket. On the way out, I beat on the door and yelled to Kisame to go suck a dick. I was answered with a hearty laugh and something being thrown in an attempt to hit me from the other side of the barrier. I gave one last look to Itachi, who was watching me with lidded eyes, before hurrying out of there before he could act on his earlier comment.

It must have been pretty early, because the only people out in the main room were Kakuzu, Tobi, and Pain. Well, early.. late.. Maybe it was just a slow day.. Eh. I don't care. I want my shower. They all turned to me with a weird look but I brushed it off with a flick of my hand. "Yo, so whose shower can I use? Dickhead is in mine."

Kakuzu never looked up from arranging coins on the table but he shook his head and gave his simple answer "Hidan."

I would have protested and said that I didn't mind showering with him, however, with a second thought I realized he must be washing blood off from a ritual. That was not something I wanted to encounter, so I turned to Tobi.

"Well? What about you, Tobi?" I stressed his name simply because every one in the damn Akatsuki knew who he was by now, and it annoyed the hell out of me when I had to put up with the hyperactive alter ego.

"Tobi-san is sorry, Katani-chan, but Tobi's shower is not working. But Tobi is a good boy."

The chances of this were highly unlikely, because I knew for a fact that Kakuzu kept this place at least in livable condition, especially when hygiene was at stake. Madara was just being his usual asshole self, leaving me no other option but to turn to Leader-sama.

"And you, Leader-sama? Will you let me take a shower?" I gave him my prettiest smile, and batted my eyelashes for extra effect.

He looked thoughtful for a moment but then gave a devious smile. "No. This is your punishment for keeping me up all night with your cries of 'Harder Itachi harder!" He closed his eyes and mocked my voice horribly, earning a snicker from both Madara and Kakuzu. My eyes narrowed after the initial shock. So this was how it was going to be huh? They should be glad I wasn't in any position to whip some ass. I left with a huff, and decided to head to the only other option that I hadn't tried.

"Deidara! Sasori! Open the fuck up!" This was highly uncharacteristic for me, I loved Dei-kun and Sasori-Danna a lot, but I was pissed off and desperate. Every time I moved I could smell the sex that wafted from under my robe. If this didn't work out, I would go jump in a lake.

A very tired looking red head opened the door, eyes half closed and only wearing boxers.

"..Yes?"

"I need to use your shower."

He only nodded, moving so I could step inside the dimly lit room. "Deidara just got in." He walked over and plopped back onto the messy bed with a sigh. I was so excited to finally be clean that I wouldn't have cared if Jashin himself was in the damn thing.

I knocked on the door, not wanting to scare the shit out of him by just walking in...yet.

"I already said no, un! My ass hurts too bad, yeah!"

Sasori only looked at me with a smug expression.

"It's me, Dei. I need to shower whether you are in it or not." My hand was already on the door knob. It didn't even sound like the water was running, which was kinda weird but whatever.

"Hmm? You sure about that yeah?" was his cocky response, but I had already threw open the door and walked inside the tiny quarters. Deidara was standing there, completely naked, a hairband in one hand and a washcloth in the other. This brought on a heavy blush and he turned around.

"Don't be a pussy. Lets just get this over with." I had undone the sash on my robe and thrown my brush on the counter. He took this as his queue to start the water. I stood, admiring his slightly feminine stature and long blond hair. I really had a thing for long hair, and it suited Deidara perfectly. Once the water was at an acceptable temperature, he turned back to me. I didn't stop staring because I mean.. we were both going to be naked and squished in the shower anyways.

"You can get in first, un." His voice had lost the high pitched girlyness to it and was now holding a more masculine tone.

I nodded and let my robe fall to the floor, before brushing past him and pulling back the curtain to stand face first under the hot water. It felt absolutely amazing on my tainted skin, and I accidentally let out a pleasured moan. Deidara laughed as he stepped in behind me.

"You should be careful hmm? Don't want Sasori-Danna thinking we're doing something."

His voice held an amused tone, and I turned around to see a large grin on his face.

"Like you could be anything other than an Uke anyhow, Dei-chan," I counter, stepping aside so he could get under the water.

He growls, angrily grabbing a bar of soap and running it over his body since I had snatched his washcloth. I only smile innocently, waiting for him to finish so I could begin tending to my bruises. There weren't a lot, but they were yellowing quickly and hurt when I pressed them. This also seemed to amuse the terrorist.

"Un, I could hear you all the way back here."

"I don't doubt it, you wish you could have been taking Itachi's monster cock don't you, hmm?" I teased as I reached out for the fragrant bar he was handing me.

This earned me a lovely little frown accompanied by a very Uke like blush.

Things were quiet, save for the sound of the water and the occasional bump from my elbow connecting to the wall. It really was cramped in here but I couldn't complain. I could, however, strive to make this the most uncomfortable experience for Deidara ever. Especially since I really didn't know much about him and what he liked. Was he fully gay? I know he had kissed me once in a drinking game, but it was quick and meaningless. Besides, him, like all the others, were so much older than me that I figured it was just awkward to have some little teen rubbing up on them.

I decided to push my luck, and ask him to do an extremely cliche request that usually brought up an interesting turn of events.

I tapped him on the shoulder from where he had turned his back to me.

"Dei.. do you think you can help me wash my back? My arms are sore from last night..."

I could tell my simple question had surprised him by the way he momentarily tensed his shoulders under my hand. He hadn't really looked at me since we've been in here, so I'm sure the sight of my nakedness was either overwhelming or disgusting.

"You shouldn't be doing things that make you sore, un." It was a grumbled response, but he turned, to my own surprise, and made a motion with his slender finger to rotate.

He took the cloth from my hand and soaped it up with sweet smelling suds and began making small circles in my scratched back, starting from my shoulder blades. It felt almost as amazing as when I first stepped under the streaming water, and I could feel another moan forcing its way up my throat. I always had a fetish for contact on my back.

His hands were shaking at first, but they gradually became sure as he worked his way down. I could feel myself getting hot at thinking about the concentrated look on his face, hair in front of his eye and water dripping down. It seemed that my plan had backfired on me.

"Ah.. Deidara.. that's enough." I really didn't want him to stop, but I was on fire down there. I went to pull away but a firm hand held me in place.

"Hmmm? Why?" There was something about the question that held a suggestive edge.

If he was going to play the game, then I would simply play it better.

I arched my back into his hand when I answered "Because you make me wanna get some fresh bruises."

He chuckled deep with in his throat; a very manly and not Uke-ish at all sound that echoed off the walls. I widened my eyes with a gasp when the hand that restrained me suddenly jerked my backwards enough so I could feel his erection grinding.

So he was aroused.. and by the feel of it he was anything but small. Made me wonder for a moment how big that made Sasori...

"Is that a challenge then, Katani?" he breathed into my ear. It was the first time I had heard him say my name in a while, and it rolled off his tongue fluidly. Fluidly enough to draw out the moan that had been laying idle. He again ground his hips against me.

"Itachi sent you here with them, so Ill send you back with some as well."

His hands traveled up my sides with feather light touches. Though my body ached from the previous nights adventures I couldn't possibly deny him the pleasure he was asking for.

"You had better be sure to make a lot of them then, Itachi surely won't be happy about it."

This was the go ahead he had been waiting for, and with a loud groan he pushed me against the wall ahead of me. I sucked air through my teeth once the cold tile hit my nipples. His fingers gently teased my crevice; probing and rubbing with ease.

Deidara's POV

The twitching and moaning body under me was the undoing of my current state of sanity. I wanted to have her, to make this little responsive minx in my hands moan my name. I know why Itachi was so possessive, Katani played one dangerous game.

I pulled her hair hard, turning her face towards me so I could stare into those half lidded eyes of pure snow. Her face was already flushed, and I had scarcely slipped in two fingers. I scissored them roughly, knowing that she craved the pain just like her sadist boyfriends. She felt so amazingly tight and hot around my fingers that I let out a moan myself. Playing the dominant one for once was quite fulfilling.

"Dei.. I'm so sensitive.." her statement came out shaky and strained.

I loved the nickname she had given me, but I loved the way she said my name even more. Thrusting my fingers exceptionally hard deep into her heat, I leaned in so that my lips were against her neck. "What was that, un? I don't believe that's my name." I bit down on the already marred flesh harshly, drawing a slight trickle of blood.

"Deidara!" her wanton moan filled my ears with that delicious voice of hers. She shoved back on my fingers that were already buried to the knuckle inside. "Please, Deidara! I.. I.."

I knew she wouldn't be able to last long, so I decided to be merciful and let her have release. I could save myself getting pleasured for another time, and the water was beginning to become cold.

I angled my fingers upward, pounding the bundle of nerves that I had been intentionally avoiding. It was rewarded with a sharp gasp and I felt her knees buckle beneath me. Her body clenched around my fingers with force, only urging me to continue harder. I buried my nose into her soft hair and inhaled. Damn this appealing little woman.

"Nngh.. AH! Fuck..!"

Her hot essence flowed out onto my fingers following the tight convulsions. She slumped against the wall with a heavy sigh, and I looped my arm around her waist to keep her from falling. I reached around with my free hand and shut off the now freezing water, thankful that it had suppressed my 'problem' for the time being. Though there was always the situation with Sasori...

I stood her up, letting her lean against me for a moment while she got her bearings. When she did, she looked up at me with a light dusting of pink on her cheeks. "Don't think.. that I'm going to let you off the hook next time." I only smiled, knowing that she would make good on her promise.

"Looking forward to it, un."

Katani's POV

I was slightly embarrassed, because aside from me Deidara was the most Uke in the entire base. I was just so damn sensitive after last night, and he is really skilled with his fingers.

Gathering my robe off the damp floor and wrapping it around my waist again, I proceeded to brush out my tangled locks. Deidara didn't say anything, but I could tell by that smug grin that he was gloating to himself. Its okay. Let him boast for now. Nothing else was said as I exited the steamy bathroom, meeting the chocolate eyes of a very curious looking Sasori-Danna. I only offered him a smile and a shrug, leaving quickly before questions could be asked. This was not something I wanted to discuss right now.

More than one pair of eyes watched me with the same curiosity when I walked across the main room. A few were snickering as well. I choose to ignore them while I slammed the door to my bedroom shut.

"How was your shower?" Kisame asked from lounging on the bed. He had a knowing grim plastered across his face.

"I got molested by blondie, and its all your fucking fault Kisame." I said through clenched teeth. His grin only widened.

"Didn't sound like you were molested," Itachi commented from beside him, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

I scoffed, throwing off my robe and rummaging around for a pair of Itachis boxers and a crumpled t-shirt. I crawled in bed beside them with a groan. It pained to even move my legs. I was grateful that they were not going to have to leave on a mission today, and even though I hadn't eaten anything I just wanted to sleep off the soreness for a little while.

Despite the anger I held towards Kisame, it all dissipated when he wrapped his muscular arms around me while I drifted off in the lingering afterglow of bliss.