*SASORI POV*
When I got back to the dorm, Deidara wasn't there.
"Damnit, Brat. Where are you at two in the fucking morning?" I groaned aloud and stopped short when a note on the nightstand by my bed caught my eye.. Deidara's elegant calligraphy read:
'Sasori,
I am out for a bit. Going on a walk. If I'm not back by the time you are back, sorry.'
I sighed and flopped onto my bed. What a brat, leaving and not giving me any idea of where he would be walking at.
The more I thought about it, the more I began to worry. The more I began to worry, the more I fumed. An hour passed and I could no longer take it. I needed to find him. I jumped up to the door and it finally crossed my mind that someone could have caught him or killed him.
He had been seen with the Akatsuki all week and one of our enemies might have thought he had valuable information!
Panic began to sink into my stomach. Shit, who would do this? I wracked my brain and only came up with one person.
Just as I began to sprint to the corner into the academic hallways, Orochimaru turned the corner, looking a lot more eerie then usual.
"Where are you going at this hour, Sasori?" His chilling voice made my skin crawl.
"Going to find my roommate, thank you." I retorted, venom dripping over my tone.
"Well, I haven't seen him-"
"Sasori?"
My head snapped to the left, where Deidara was standing in the threshold of the hall.
"Oh, there you are! I was worried sick! I thought someone would have gone after you or something. You'll be easily mistaken as a member" Orochimaru mused aloud.
"Get out of here, creep, or I'll take your head." I growled and dragged Deidara behind me.
When I closed the dorm door and locked it, I glared at Deidara.
"Where the hell where you?" I asked calmly, attempting to control my anger as Deidara took a seat on his bed.
"I was walking around the grounds. Checking things out. I really haven't had time all week to look around."
His simple reply made me nearly boil over with anger.
"Did you talk to that guy?"
"No, Uhn. I don't like how he looks Who are they?"
My heart sank instantly. Sasuke might have used a genjutsu or something. Those two where Orochimaru's most powerful subordinates.
"Those two" I noted aloud.
"Yes, but I wanted to ask Pein about you joining the Akatsuki. We are short one member anyway" He smirked his signature almost-there-but-not-quite-half-smirk.
"Yeah, I know. And all I need to do now is pull my hair up and I'll be finished!"
Sasori shook his head and turned back to the room.
"Alright, make it quick, I don't want Pein to be wait any longer than he has to. I don't like to be kept waiting either, Brat." I could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Why do you keep calling me 'Brat', Uhn?" I quizzed.
"Because you are a brat, Brat."
I heaved a sigh as I tied my headband around my head.
"No, you are no longer allowed to wear that headband. At least, not here on school grounds anyway."
"Why?" I wined as he quickly removed the headband and stored it in the cabinet.
"You know why." was his simple reply.
"Yeah, I know. I know." I sighed then mumbled "Psh, safety shmaftey."
"Sometimes I wonder if you know everything. You always reply with, 'I know' and 'Uhn'."
I grumbled as we walked out the door.
We approached the Akatsuki classroom without any trouble. But the closer I got, the more nervous I got. What would they say? What will they do about me going into the classroom without their permission? Let alone posing as one of them!
The more I thought, the more knots I got in my stomach.
"Don't worry, Deidara. Why do you look so scared?" Sasori looked at me with a concerned look on his face.
"I'm fine, Uhn. I'm just over thinking it." I replied quietly.
"Then stop thinking."
Sasori knocked on the door twice then three times. The door swiftly opened and Sasori shoved me into the weakly lit room.
"Ah, there's the new kid." Kisame chuckled and Itachi elbowed him lightly in the ribs.
"Oi! Fucker! What's going on!" Hidan yelled making Kakuzu and Itachi cringe.
"Shut the fuck up, Hidan, or I'll kick your ass," Kakuzu grouched.
"Psh, as if!" Hidan huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.
It got eerily quiet as the whole group just looked at me and I couldn't help but squirm after a few moments.
"Deidara," Pein's voice broke the awkward silence abruptly, making me jump. "Why is it you were looking for us so late?"
"Uh-hn." I stuttered, "I was just wondering where you all where. .Sasori didn't tell me where you all were and I was going to look around campus and-"
"What else happened?" I heard Tobi mutter.
I stood there for a second, on the verge of hyperventilating. They all looked at me and my whole brain was screaming to run. These people where scaring the living shit out of me and I didn't know what to do with myself.
"Well, I was looking around the school and I walked down the academic hallway and I saw the classroom door open a little and I went inside hoping that one of you guys was in there. But I never saw anyone. The I heard voices and I hid then I listened to these two kids talking and-"
"C'mon, Pein. Just let him join. He managed to kick the snake freaks out of here. And on top of that, he came out unscathed!" Kisame urged quietly, "He even got Itachi's younger brother out of here!"
Itachi nodded at Kisame's comment and everyone turned their attention off of me and to Pein.
"It'll even us out. Sasori hasn't had a partner in a long time. I think we can trust him." Konan's quiet voice was soothing.
Pein looked between me, Sasori and the others before speaking again. "Alright. But if we get any signs that you are a spy, you're going to be killed."
I gulped. Hidan grinned. Kisame whispered something into Itachi's ear before lacing his fingers with Itachi's.
"YAY SEMPAI!" Tobi screamed and dark Zetzu nearly backhanded him on the back of his head.
"Our first order of business is to see if your abilities are of use-" Pein started, but Sasori interrupted him smoothly.
"I've seen his abilities, Pein. He uses explosive clay figures and his eyes can see through almost any genjutsu."
"When can we get him marked?" Dark Zetzu said, "The sooner the better."
"Marked?" I squeaked looking at Sasori in alarm.
Sasori held out his left arm, where on the pale skin of his inner wrist was a small red cloud, the signature mark of the Akatsuki.
"We all have one." Kisame held his wrist out too, later joined by Itachi and Hidan.
"We use them to communicate. They also are used to identify ourselves if we ever get an imposter among us."
"Does it hurt?" I asked breathlessly.
Hidan chipped in, "Nope."
I now wish I hadn't listened to him.
"How do I get it?" I quizzed, looking at Pein.
"I will embed my chakra into the left inner wrist, thus creating the seal for communication, then Konan will cover it with a tattoo."
"It's not too painful." Itachi muttered quietly, " You'll be able to communicate to Pein. Sasori can embed his Chakra into it and you can communicate with him also."
"I can do it tonight," Konan noted aloud, "We aren't doing anything except drinking and playing poker. Oh, and here, take these."
Konan grabbed a package from a drawer in the desk I had hidden behind just the night before. "It's our group's shirts and the uniform for missions."
"Welcome to the Akatsuki, Blondie." Hidan smacked me on the back the chuckled at my yelp.
The group circled up and made a spot next to Sasori for me. All ten of us sat in the quiet for a few moments before Pein spoke quickly and swiftly:
"Since Deidara doesn't have a seal, I'll vocalize the instructions about tonight. We all will meet at the north side meeting spot. We can set everything up there and fill him in on all he needs to know. It's not safe to do anything else here."
Everyone seemed to shuffle as Pein continued, "Meet at eleven. Sasori do you need any assistance?"
"You all just meet there. I've got everything good here." Sasori replied in a quiet monotone. The candle flickered and blew out.
I heard Tobi speak, but his voice was several octaves lower than it had been earlier: "Do you think he can handle it, Sasori?"
Sasori's mouth quirked up, "He's way more fit than you think, Tobi."
"Hn," was all Tobi replied with.
Sasori grabbed my wrist and led me out of the classroom. "What did Tobi mean by 'Can I handle it'?"
"We can't talk about it here." Sasori didn't look at me.
"Sasori-no-Danna, is something wrong?"
I saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes when I referred to him as 'Sasori My man' but he just huffed, "I'm just over thinking everything."
"Then stop thinking." I smirked at him, hoping he'd at least chuckle. But he just looked ahead without another word.
I sat on my bed a few hours later and pulled the remote from between my bed and the wall.
"I'm not sure you want to bore yourself with the school's pre-paid educational television." Sasori pointed out ad he sat at the desk and began repair an arm from one of his puppets.
"I think I do! There has to at least be some Saturday cartoons or something!" I protested and I changed the channel. To my dismay there was only one working channel and the rest where just static.
"Son of a-" I started but glanced to see a very focused Sasori. He was in the 'art zone'.
I smiled and turned the television off and watched Sasori work. It was amazing how confident and sure his hands where as he switched tools and marked the wood in specific places.
When he finally finished, I gave him the rest of the bag of chips I had been munching on earlier.
"Wow Sasori-no-Danna!" I breathed quietly, "Your puppets are wonderful!"
"Thank you. That is my art. True art is something that lasts forever. To be remembered and admired by others. Forever, eternally." His eyes looked faraway as he spoke.
"Really? I've always thought art was a split second of appreciation! An explosion, Uhn."
"Nope, art is eternal."
"I'm thinking not, I mean, how can people appreciate it when they can't see the artistic explosion? It's a matter of split second appreciation and awe-"
Sasori cut me off by standing up and putting his hand under my chin, making me look him in the eyes.
"I am not in the mood to argue with you, Brat." His eyes bore into mine. I couldn't retort with anything because it felt as if my heart had jumped into my throat. His face was so close to mine"
"P-punish, Uhn?" I broke away from his gaze to look down at his lips before meeting his eyes again.
He was quiet as he cautiously wrapped his arms around me, pressing his body against mine.
My mind cleared up as he did this, "When are we leaving?"
He smirked, "Soon enough."
Then he pressed his cool lips into mine, making my head spin. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, attempting to bring him impossibly closer to me.
He pulled away abruptly and didn't meet my eyes,
"Sorry, I shouldn't be violating you like this" Hidan noted, mostly to himself.
"It's really going to hurt THAT much?"
Sasori sighed and Hidan guffawed at my question, "Get the hell out of here, Hidan. You are making it worse that it has to be."
Hidan curled his lip at Sasori and said, "Fine, but don't make us wait."
He practically skipped out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
I swallowed nervously as I looked at the bottle in my hand.
"What a colossal asshole." Sasori seethed as I gawked at him.
"So it does hurt?" I drew my eyebrows together in concern as Sasori walked up to me and snatched the bottle of pills from my hand.
"It only hurts for a few days after you get it. It's not unbearable, I can assure you. And these pills, Hidan only likes to take them because they make you stoned for a few hours. He's addicted to them big time." He stuffed the bottle in his pocked and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Just forget about it. I don't want to see my roommate stumble around stoned all the time anyway."
He kissed me again, making me shiver and run my hands through his hair like I always wanted to. He pulled away again, brushing his lips over my jaw and down my neck. His cold breath washed over my collarbone as he kissed the dip in my neck.
"S-Sasori-no-Danna," I breathed as he nipped at my neck just below my jaw line.
"Hmnh?"
His satin tongue traced from my collarbone to my jaw before he looked me in the eyes, "Is something wrong?" Even he was out of breath.
I shook my head and leaned to kiss him again, wanting more of his addicting touch. His hands slid up my back, making me shiver again.
He broke the kiss and smirked at me, "This is a development. I really thought you where straight."
"I thought I was too. Then you came along and messed with my head. Now I'm glad to be here." I murmured breathlessly as he kissed down my neck, began to unbutton my shirt. He smoothly removed it and barely caressed my chest with his lips. He began to press me backwards into the wall but the entryway.
"Having fun?" I panted as his lips grazed over the stitches on my chest.
"I am, quite." he straightened, hand under my chin again.
I lightly pressed myself forward, yearning for his lips again.
"Eager, are we?" I could hear the smirk in his tone.
I whimpered and was rewarded with another short kiss before he led me to his bed, turning off the desk lamp as we passed it. Darkness settled on the room, my eyes taking some time to adjust. When I felt Sasori lift me onto the bed, I couldn't take it anymore, "Danna, kiss me again," I moaned as he stood over me. My legs where off the side of the bed and my back rested against the cool linens. His white skin seemed to glow and he discarded his shirt onto the floor, "D-Danna!" I sighed again as he leaned forward, hands by my head.
"Damn, you are such a tease, Brat." I lifted my head and claimed his lips. He pressed my shoulders back against the sheets again. I nipped his bottom lip gently as he tried to pull away again.
"I swear," he paused to catch his breath before leaning close to my ear, "You are going to kill me."
"H-how is that, Uhn." His hands strayed down my bare chest.
"First, the cute little speech impediment you have. I can always tell when you are nervous, angry or excited." He chuckled and continued, "Second, you are such a tease with all your breathing. It's killing me."
He nearly groaned is I halfway sat up, grabbing him and I pulled him down on top of me.
"Then stop making me wait, Dammit." Sasori's tongue traced my bottom lip, "Uhn."
His eyes seemed to sparkle as he loomed over me on his hands and knees.
"Damn," Sasori muttered, breaking another kiss to give my neck and jaw line more attention. His breath hitched in his throat as I traced small circles over his lower back.
He shivered and exclaimed, "Stop that dammit! It's hard to focus with you doing that!"
"I'm not just going to sit here and let you have all the fun, Uhn" I replied with a small chuckle.
"Just don't do that!"
I snickered and ran my hands up his back stopping just between his shoulder blades.
"Why are you so damn demanding, Brat?" He let his lips softly graze my collarbone.
"I'm just like that, I guess. Uhn." My simple answer made him growl and bit my neck just below my jaw, making me yelp and rake my nails down his back.
"Heh, found it," He sucked on that spot.
I gasped as he continued and he chuckled softly in my ear before he nipped my earlobe gently. His laugh made me grin. It was the most wonderful sound I had ever heard.
He stopped and let his tongue trace down my chest, and over my stitches. I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped me.
His tongue grazed down my abdomen, stopping at my naval, making me roll my hips in pleasure.
"What do we have here, Brat?" Sasori's lips ghosted over the small naval piercing, "Why do you have this?"
"I really don't know. I lost a bet a few days before I left and damnit, Sasori stop teasing me like that, Uhn!"
"Keep it down, Brat!" Sasori hissed harshly before continuing.
I moaned again, loving his touch as his fingers laced with mine before he scooted back up to my face. He nipped my bottom lip and I just stayed there, hoping he'd never stop.
A few kisses later, he was back to my belly button ring, tracing his tongue around the small silver barbell. All I did was take hissing breaths, attempting to stop the loud moans.
Sasori looked up at me, as if to gauge my reaction. His stopping frustrated me.
"Dammit ,Danna, you keep stopping!" I cried quietly, flopping back against the bed then froze as his cool fingertips made small circles just above my waistline.
"I want to hear you scream," He replied softly, "Tell me what you want."
"I want you to stop stopping!" I propped myself up on my elbows and went rigid as his hands quickly undid my studded belt. Then he looked me in the eyes as he undid the front of my jeans.
His eyes gleamed.