Line and Sinker

Chapter 4

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"You told her that I'll donate my clothes? Really, Sasori? Ugh!" Konan scoffed in disbelief at how selfish Sasori could be sometimes. The redhead nodded in response, displaying no remorse in what he communicated with the blonde. She probed at the question of whether he popped the question to her yet and how she reacted to it. Sasori shrugged his broad shoulders nonchalantly, "As expected really. It's getting late, Konan. I need the clothes."

The blue haired origami artist shook her head, rolled her cobalt eyes, and then rummaged through her drawer to locate a night gown. She selected out a complete outfit for Deidara to wear to school tomorrow as well. It was a moderately revealing outfit considering that Konan is in her late twenties. She wore a lot of revealing clothes around Pein. Sasori started to blush a light pink on his cheeks while scanning the outfit in his hands.

Meanwhile, upstairs and around the corner, someone invaded Sasori's bedroom where Deidara was currently residing. She shivered at the eeriness of the situation, felt around for something to throw at the intruder, and escape Sasori's pitch black room if necessary.

"Who goes there, un?" Deidara inquired powerfully, waiting anxiously for a response, but unfortunately no one answered her question. She found something under Sasori's pillow, tossed it blindly at the person, and smiled when she hit the person dead on.

"Whoa, watch out with that shit!" Hidan yelled as recovered from the injury. After he advanced towards her shuddering figure, he swiftly pinned her down on the bed with a ravenous smirk. Deidara turned her cheek, thrusted her breasts up, and struggled under the zealot's grip.

Hidan bent forward, licking her soft exposed sun kissed neck very sensually, and then travelled his right hand over her right breast. Deidara held back a small moan, enjoying the light squeezes that the silver haired Jashinist was giving her. She was afraid of what Sasori would think if he caught Hidan sexually exploring her like this on his bed.

It was just then that Sasori walked in and gasped loudly at the scene before him. He abandoned the clothes on the floor and charged in the direction of Hidan like a crazed bull.

With a full bodied attack, Sasori knocked Hidan's body off of Deidara's flattened figure. He glared at the immortal with extreme wrath, dashed over to the blonde with both arms defending her, and stomped a foot forward. Hidan laughed nervously, not expecting Sasori to react so violently in return.

"Stay away from her, Hidan!" Sasori barked at Hidan, who was stepping over his boundaries. Hidan chuckled with a smirk, "Heh! She's not your bitch and you need to get used to that, Sasori!" Sasori clenched his hands into fists of fury and shook with anger.

Deidara cowered behind the over possessive redhead and tapped him on the shoulder twice, "Sasori, un?" The puppeteer ignored her attempts to grab his attention until the zealot departed from the room with a smirk that left him fuming.

He walked over to the door, checked to make sure if it closed properly, and then scooped up the discarded clothing on the floor. He returned back to Deidara, handed the garments to the blonde, and smiled sweetly down into her sapphire eyes. Her pupils constricted as soon as he switched on a flameless battery operated candle and twisted on a few more to lighten up the dark room.

"Go ahead and get dress-!" Sasori was cut off with a dark blush adorning his cheeks. Deidara literally stripped down to her bra and panties right in front of him. He stumbled forward a little, "Deidara, someone might see you!" Sasori was caught off guard when his door knob twisted and creaked open slowly again.

"What's going on in here-!" Itachi stopped his oncoming mini rant abruptly, looking directly at Deidara's eye-catching physique. She was only down to her just her teddy bear panties and white push up bra.

Awww, how innocent… Itachi smirked deviously at the seminude blonde behind Sasori.

"Oh, I see what's going on. You don't even have the respect to give the poor girl some privacy, Sasori." Itachi instigated the situation to go downhill and make Deidara believe that Sasori was a sex hungry pig.

Meanwhile, Hidan paced back and forth, devising a plan to resume his sexual advances on the blonde haired cutie.

Everything eventually simmered down and all of the lights turned off in the house hold. Tomorrow was the second day of school and she wasn't sure how to break the news to Naruto.

The next morning, Deidara woke up to Sasori poking her forehead. Her blue eyes widened as she inhaled a noisy hitched gasp, instantly pulling away from Sasori's attacking left index finger. She rubbed her forehead with a childish yet adorable pout, crawled out of bed, and then realized that this was not a dream. All this time, she thought she was dreaming a lucid dream or something like that.

"Sasori, un!" Deidara stumbled backwards nervously, cheeks heating up a pink shade, and palms sweating. She didn't really react this way yesterday but she was in her right mind this morning opposed to last night. Flashbacks of prior events flooded back into her memory and she fell to her knees. She remembered how her apartment complex was burning to the ground and she lost everything.

"Hey now... Don't cry, Deidara." Sasori coaxed the blonde to calm down as he brought her into his strong arms. He noticed he really was becoming soft towards this explosive clay artist as well as attached.

"We need to go to school, Deidara. Shhh, I have some clothes for you to wear. See? Look! I picked out a cute dress for you!" Sasori grabbed the light blue mini wrap dress that would hug every inch of her body. The puppeteer tried his best to eradicate her disappointment by distracting her somehow. He decided that a nice shower would cheer her right up.

"Deidara, we only have thirty five minutes until we have to leave and I don't want you to smell all dirty. Let's go take a shower," Sasori pulled the sobbing heap of blonde from his bedroom floor and dragged her out of the room with ease.

Once they approached the bath room down the hall, Sasori departed from the upset blonde haired girl with a soft pat on her back. Deidara vanished behind the door, turned the faucet on in the bath tub, waited patiently, and then entered the lukewarm roaring waterfall. She bathed rather quickly, considering that her time was limited since she almost slept in again. However, she would have slept in if it wasn't for the redhead poking her out of her dreams.

Meanwhile, Itachi and the rest of the Akatsuki were gathered in the kitchen, discussing their plans for the day.

"Zetsu, are seriously getting high at seven in the morning?" Itachi sighed in disbelief as he watched Zetsu take another toke with a silly grin spread across his pale lips.

"Itachi, mind your own business and quit being so uptight," Zetsu argued back as he found it somewhat difficult to relax while smoking his blunt. Itachi was ruining his good vibes this early in the morning with his degrading comments and bickering.

Sasori joined the crowd with a small yawn, smirked at Hidan, and pulled out a chair to sit in. Hidan glared daggers at the reddish brown haired puppeteer and swiftly flipped him off with his middle finger. Sasori inwardly chuckled, knowing very well that he hit a sensitive nerve on the Jashinist.

"Today, we will make Deidara one of us." Itachi continued on with his ideas with a sense of authority.

Speaking of Deidara, she stepped out of the shower, dried her long blonde tresses, and slipped into the form fitting mini light blue dress. She noticed that the dress exposed her cleavage and defined her small waist. She shyly cracked the door open, peeked out to check if the coast was clear, and stepped out with a pair of high heels on her feet.

Suddenly, Gaara collided with her accidentally and Deidara lost her balance. She fell on her ass with a thud and a wounded expression from the impact on her face.

"Oh, sorry, Deidara." Gaara apologized, extending his hand out for her to grab so he could pull her to her feet. She dusted herself off, "Gaara, do you have any eyeliner that I can use?" Gaara had blushed light pink with a small nod and a nervous chuckle. "I have an extra eyeliner pencil that I haven't opened yet. I'll let you have it." Deidara smiled brightly, threw her arms around the bright redhead, and thanked him repeatedly.

After she finished outlining her crystal blue eyes, Gaara followed her down the stairs to join the rest of the club. The minute Itachi witnessed Gaara and Deidara enter the kitchen, he scoffed and muttered, "Finally!"

Sasori's brown eyes gradually turned their attention to the blonde haired beauty standing next to the teal eyes male. His heart hammered against his ribcage and his mouth salivated unconsciously.

"Whoa, someone is looking hot this morning!" Zetsu whistled loudly, and then started coughing as he inhaled an excess amount of smoke. Deidara began to blush a faint pink at the comment from the weed head. In fact, Zetsu wasn't wearing his silly outfit today, which was shocking to her. Kisame winked at the blonde, "Heh, you do look quite stunning, I must add." Sasori's left eye twitched at all of the attention that the other guys were giving his Deidara. It really pissed him off; especially at what Hidan was about to say.

"Deidara, you are banging this morning! Hot damn!" Hidan whistled noisily, clapped his hands a few times, and then approached her swiftly. Sasori prevented him from coming any closer with a glare on his face.

"Okay, okay, guys. Can we please act like civilized young adults here?" Itachi shook his head at how ridiculous his thirsty friends could be sometimes.

Sasori defended the good looking blonde haired female from his ogling young adult friends. He wasn't going to share Deidara with them, especially today.

Outside it started to drizzle a misty rainfall and Itachi rushed everyone into his minivan. Sasori made sure that Deidara would end up sitting on his lap with his strong arms wrapped around her petite waist, and him smirking confidently. Hidan was so enraged, but he had another trick up his sleeve and Sasori had to watch out for whatever Hidan was up to.

Deidara watched as everyone flooded out of the van and Sasori pressed her forward to exit the van as well. Gaara and Tobi ventured out after the other two Akatsuki members.

"You're apart of us now," Sasori winked at the adorably cute blushing blonde artist that was walking side by side with her secret artistic crush. It was too unreal. She went from the unknown explosive art freak to a popular explosive art freak. Naruto was still apart of her weird group that she used to belong to. However, the Akatsuki changed her fate yesterday. In addition, her apartment complex burned down into nothing but smoke and flames.

Sasori and the gang arrived at the school five minutes early and traveled to their lockers. Deidara's blue eyes caught a glimpse of equally blue eyes and blonde hair.

Naruto…

He was staring at her in disbelief as he shoved his books in his black steel locker. Deidara opened her mouth to inform him of what was going on but Sasori noticed this immediately. He swiftly hooked his finger under her chin, pulled her face to look at him, and expeditiously kissed her right in front of Naruto. None of the other Akatsuki witnessed Sasori steal a kiss from the young blonde.

"Oh, I see what's going on here, Dei. Well, I'll talk to you some other time when you're not trying to show off and all! Believe it!" Naruto huffed as he pivoted on his heel and walked away to run into his new girlfriend, Hinata.

Deidara's pretty face was covered with a blush from what her best friend said to her about Sasori kissing her. Sasori smirked in victory, "Heh," He chuckled as he departed from the flustered blonde to walk over to Itachi who was currently storing away his books for his classes. He was one of the smartest of the group. Not to mention, he was in fact the one with the most class. Although, quite arrogant in everyone else's opinion.

"What do you need, Sasori?" Itachi asked nonchalantly, staring deep into the brown eyes that belonged to the redhead.

"To make sure that I sit next to Deidara. I do not want Hidan to be close to her…" Sasori knew that Itachi was the one to go to when persuasion was in the equation. Also, whenever rivalry was present, Itachi was the best at referee.

Itachi just laughed in the puppeteer's face, walked away, and quite frankly didn't want to get pulled into this drama. He personally wanted a piece of that sexy Deidara, so why would he risk his chances and increase Sasori's chances with the blonde?

Damn weasel… Sasori glared at the backside of the Uchiha, rolled his brown eyes childishly, and returned back to the flustered blonde. She was flustered because Hidan was currently flirting with her against her locker.

"How about we go out sometime, cutie?" Hidan winked suggestively at Deidara, pocketed his hands from touching her all over, and kicked his right foot against the tiled flooring below his feet. She reacted with a shrug of her narrow shoulders and inched away slowly. Hidan was too sudden for her and he was rather rash with other's feelings.

Tobi immediately substituted for both Hidan and Sasori, smiling huge with his mask not covering his face today. Deidara found it strange that Zetsu wasn't painted all black on one side of his body and his Venus fly trap was missing. Tobi didn't wear his orange swirly mask and actually looked surprisingly handsome in her opinion. Kisame wasn't so blue after all and Itachi clipped his favorite sunglasses onto the collar of his white button up shirt. Gaara wore jeans with a dark red and black shirt. Sasori was wearing a dark blue shirt with a pair of black jeans hugging his ass. And Hidan, well Hidan still wore his white button up shirt open, exposing his muscular torso to everyone.

"Sempai?" Tobi asked the distracted blonde as he wrapped an expert arm around her waist, feeling the smooth fabric glide under the palm of his large hand.

"Hmmm?" Deidara raised a blonde eyebrow at the once childish teenager. However, he sounded distinctively older than earlier.

"I think you look pretty," He smiled; swiftly unwrapped his arm from around her waist, and shot her the peace sign similar to Naruto's famous peace sign. This observation made Deidara giggle yet she felt sad, because Naruto wouldn't talk to her.

From a short distance away, Sasori watched the most immature Akatsuki member provoke a couple of giggles from her. He grinded his pearly white teeth, stormed over to the two talking, and smiled sweetly at the blonde. He shot a death glare at Tobi, which caused Tobi run for his life.


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