A/N:

Sorry for the long update… I've been really busy with school, volleyball, and funeral related things. Sorries D:

Naruto and it's characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, not me.

Oh, and sorry for all the format changes in how I set up the story. I'll be sure to stop changing all of that..

Love won tawn

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Chapter Four: Bombs and Blushes

"I said that you would know." Sakura said calmly. She wasn't intimidated by the Akatsuki member anymore; she was a lot stronger than the genin she once was.

Deidara quickly jerked the bird in an aerial flip, nearly causing Sakura to fall off of the bird.

"So you take off your anger by trying to make me fall?!" She yelled in anger.

Deidara quickly cupped his hand over her mouth. "Be quiet girlie. You aren't in the position to be making me angry, hmm."

Sakura lowered her eyes. She knew he was right, but her pride made it hard. With all the years she had spent training to become this strong, she didn't want to revert back into a weakling. The debate between her pride and common sense was raging on in her head, fighting for the power.

As soon as Deidara removed his hand from over her mouth, she mumbled, "Fuck you."

Deidara did his best to ignore it, but it physically showed that it got to him; his body tensed and his face was fighting the redness seeping into it. "Tobi, are you hungry, hmm?" he attempted to change the subject.

"Sure am, Deidara-sempai." Tobi was happy just to be acknowledged.

"Fine, hmm. We'll stop then."

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Deidara hopped off the bird as it hovered a few feet above the ground. When it landed, Tobi jumped off and offered an assisting hand to Sakura.

She refused it.

Sakura jumped off on her own to see Deidara mumbling to himself as he attempted to build a fire.

"What is it with men and starting fires?" she asked aloud.

Deidara shot her a menacing glare.

"Gods." She mumbled to herself. She snatched the flint away from Deidara so she could start the fire. Which she did in a matter of seconds.

"What is it with women and showing off, hmm?" he said in an annoyed tone.

Sakura ignored his words as sat down near the fire, stretching her hands towards the flames. Once again, she had failed to notice the dimming of natural light until now. Her eyes wandered around, calculating the chance of escape.

"Don't even think about it, hmm." Deidara mumbled, addressing her actions, "A kunoichi couldn't be able to escape two Akatsuki members, hmm."

She quickly stood and flung a kick at him. Deidara grabbed her foot, mid-swing, and lifted it up until she fell. "Told you. And imagine how easily I could have broken your leg too, hmm."

Sakura rubbed her butt sorely. "Whatever." She curled up in a ball and closed her eyes.

Tobi unrolled his sleeping bag across from Sakura, obviously willing to forget his hunger to avoid attention from the two fuming ninja.

"Tobi, didn't you say you were hungry?" Sakura asked without shifting from her position, "Deidara is so inconsiderate of his partner."

She was playing Tobi as an insult to Deidara.

"Tobi isn't that hungry. He will be fine." Tobi said, trying not to anger his sempai.

Deidara sighed, "I need to blow something up, hmm. Tobi, watch her." He walked towards the clay bird that was still sitting there.

"Real subtle." Sakura grumbled. Her eyes were assessing Tobi, calculating her chance of beating him. She knew Deidara would be caught up in his 'art' long enough for her to gain a nice distance, maybe even find her team.

"Tobi wouldn't think about escaping, Sakura. You would get hurt."

She blinked. A serious side to this idiotic, humorous, masked man? 'Well, he is an Akatsuki...'her mind rationed. "Right…" she mumbled to him. Why could they always tell when she was thinking of escape? It wasn't fair to her.

"You might as well sleep, Sakura." Tobi suggested.

It was almost creepy how he said her name. "Nah, I'll wait for Mr. Stealth to get back." She said with a toll of her eyes. As she said that, she felt a series of strong vibrations on the ground accompanied by a distant 'boom!' "And that would be him…" she muttered.

Deidara returned shortly after the explosions with a manic grin spread across his face.

"Better?" Sakura said mockingly.

He ignored her sarcasm, "Duh, hmm." Deidara took his seat pretty close to Sakura. It was popping her comfort zone. Noticing the expression on Sakura's face, "Gotta make sure you don't run away, hmm. What a pain you are. I don't get any sleep, hmm." He frowned.

"Whatever." She curled into a more comfortable and warm, position to sleep in and closed her eyes.

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Deidara opened his eyes, groaning at the light. Crap! He though. He had fallen asleep.

He lifted his head to look for his bait… and found her drooling on his chest. A sweep of panic took him. There was a woman. With her head on his chest. Sleeping. With her head on chest. With her head on his chest. With her head on his chest..! With her head on his chest!

He sat up roughly, his cheeks painted a light pink. His motion woke Sakura. She opened her eyes to see that she was half sprawled over Deidara, the man who took the role of her captor. She also sat up quickly, avoiding his gaze. Her cheeks matched Deidara's.

They both were muttering inaudible words of apology to each other.

Deidara poked the fire with a stick to try to relight the glowing embers.

Breakfast? No such thing for these Akatsukis and captive.

As soon as Deidara kicked Tobi awake, they hopped onto the clay bird.

Sakura's face was now conscious and embarrassed to be pressed up against Deidara's back. Stupid birds! Why did they have to be so… small?!

She couldn't tell, but Deidara's face was also red. He was also conscious of what… parts… of her body were pressing against him.

The whole flight, they listened to Tobi blabber on about random things.

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A/N:

AHG! I'm sorry it's so short. D:

I'll work harder on the next chapter… I was just trying to focus on moving the story along, not how long it was. Sorries.. -sweatdrop-