A/N: Sup, people! I know Sasori was OOC last chapter. Sorry, but I really made him like that. Not completely OOC, but… sort of a bit OOC. Don't worry, he'll still be the Sasori we know (I hope). I'll try my best to make him not OOC in this story.
This is the next chapter. I am not able to update faster because this week is hell week for me and my classmates! A lot of things to do! Next week is the exam week. OMG please help me, Jesus Christ! I don't wanna fail! T.T
Chapter 4
Deidara's Experiment
One day, Deidara had a plan because of his curiousness about Sasori's kiss. He went inside the bathroom, opened his trunk, and adjusted some wires to produce some heat. When he heard Sasori's footsteps outside, he rushed into his bed and buried himself inside the blanket.
"What are you doing, Deidara? Don't you remember we have a meeting today?"
"Danna, I'm feeling sick, un." He curled his body, pretending he's feeling cold. "Please tell them I cannot make it."
"I'll attend there alone. Just take a rest."
"Yes, danna. Thanks, un." He smiled at Sasori, who was outside Hiruko. Once the redhead arrived outside the room he forced to cough terribly.
"We lack one member." Pain said.
"It is Deidara. He's not feeling well today, so excuse him."
"Deidara-sempai is sick? Tobi needs to take care of him!" Tobi shouted while running toward the door.
"Don't, Tobi! Your sempai's trying to rest." Sasori said, and then looked at the other members. Can I ask you something?" He looked at his feet to hide his face. "How can I make Deidara feel better?"
Sasori headed quickly in their room to see the condition of his partner. "You okay?"
"My head aches. I'm starving, un." Deidara placed his hand on his forehead "And I'm so hot."
"Let me see." Sasori sat at the edge of the bed and reached out for Deidara's forehead. "You really are sick. What do you want to eat?"
"Soup." Deidara coughed. "Danna, do you even know how to cook, un?" he insulted.
Sasori blushed, "I really don't know how to cook. This will be my first time to do this kind of thing so good luck to you when you eat." He smirked as he walked to the stove. "Just tell me what to do."
"First you slice the vegetables, un."
Sasori did as he was told. He sliced pepper, carrots, and many other vegetables. But, it took him for an hour to finish it.
After 4 hours…
"At last! That was a very long preparation, un." Deidara said, feeling excited to taste his Danna's soup. "Can you feed me, danna?"
It is my pleasure. "You're feeling lucky today, huh?"
"Please, un?"
I would love to. "No way."
"Please?"
"Naaah alright…"
"It's delicious, danna. I love it!"
"Really? Here's another spoon; open your mouth."
After eating, Deidara took a rest. Sasori got an ice bag and placed it over the blonde's forehead. "You're feeling better?"
"Yes, danna. Thanks for taking care of me."
Sasori blushed, but he tried to hide it. "Go to sleep, brat."
After a few minutes, Deidara pretended to be deep asleep. He heard his danna's movements behind him, and then felt that the lights were turned off. Sasori sat near Deidara's legs he leaned carefully; after some time, their faces were only a few centimeters apart. Deidara was blushing.
Sasori-danna, what are you doing, un?
Sasori, will you really kiss him? What if he sees you?
Deidara, wake up, un! He'll kiss you—
When Sasori's lips touched Deidara's lips, he decided pull back.
Not now, Sasori. This is not the right time.
He stood and lit a candle. His fingers went over Deidara's face and brushed off his bangs, allowing him to see his whole peaceful face. You're so beautiful, Deidara—you explain what art is.
Why didn't he kiss me, un?
What an idiot you are, Sasori!
The next morning, Deidara's fever "vanished". But still, he had unsteady walks so Sasori needed to accompany him anywhere he goes. One time, when Sasori wasn't there, he went to the sink to wash his face. He slipped but, surprisingly, Sasori was there and caught him. They were holding each other's hands. "Thanks, danna."
"Deidara, don't ever do that again…You're making me, you know…worried." Sasori was obviously shy. "You should call me first before doing anything." he murmured but Deidara could clearly hear his words.
"I'm sorry, un."
"Alright. Go to your bed—now." Sasori commanded in a parental way.
Deidara sat on his bed, "Can you please tie my hair, danna?"
"You can tie it by yourself, brat."
"Please, Sasori-danna. I can't stretch my arms that good, un." He blushed.
Sasori sat beside Deidara, asking him to turn his back. He gathered some blonde hair strands in his hands and tied them altogether.
Beautiful. "Here, I'm done."
"Thanks." he placed his hand over Sasori's red hair and stroked it, "Your hair is beautiful, un."
Based on my observation, I think Sasori-danna likes me. He just couldn't tell it. He was the one who gave me the burnt cookies and the love letter in which he called me his "Cutie Patootie" and he's the "Cutie Pie". It was funny because I wonder where he got that style. What a shy little boy, un. When will he tell me his hidden feelings? I think I'll just have to wait.
A/N: What do you think? I mean, did you like this chapter? Tell me, please! And please give me advices how to answer the exam and I'll try to implement them. Thank you!
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