Okay. I hope you all are happy. The yaoiness starts here. And I think it's longer than my other chapters. (I might not update for a while. I have to get all of my wisdom teeth out tomorrow)
Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
"We've been walking for hours Sasori. I think we should take a break . . . un." Deidara suggested. "Alright." It was going to be night in an hour anyway. "How long do you think it's been since we left?" Deidara shrugged, "Probably about two weeks . . . un."
They found a fairly flat spot to rest for the night. "I'm going to get some kindling for a fire . . . un." Deidara said and went to find anything flammable. Sasori shrugged off his back pack and sat down. He hadn't realized how tired he was. A few minutes later Deidara was back with a few sticks. "This is all that's around these mountains . . . un," he said. "Don't worry about it. That's enough for now."
In a few minutes they had a small fire going. Sasori stood up to lay out his sleeping bag. But as he walked over to the bundle, he tripped over something and landed on top Deidara. He blushed when he realized what had happened. "I'm sorry Deidara. I tripped." He stammered. "Sasori . . . move your leg . . . un," Deidara groaned. Sasori turned his head and looked to see where his leg was; right between Deidara's legs. He blushed and even deeper red and moved his leg away, but in the process accidentally straddling Deidara's waist. "Agh! I'm sorry! I'm trying to-," he was cut short as Deidara put his hands around his neck and pulled him down. Their lips met in a kiss. Sasori was surprised and tried to get away, but soon gave up. A moan escaped his throat, causing Deidara to kiss him harder. Sasori closed his eyes and relaxed. He had no clue why he was doing this as he was prejudice towards homosexuality. 'I guess it's different when you try it. Oh god, he's a good kisser!' His eyes snapped open and he pulled away, gasping for breath. "D . . Deidara . . ." he got off of Deidara and walked away flustered.
Deidara's POV
What overcame me to kiss Sasori? Maybe I'll never know. I guess I've always liked him from the moment I saw him. And when he blushed like that; I just couldn't contain myself. Hope he doesn't want to kill me now.
Sasori's POV
I walked a little ways down the road to pull myself back together. I would have never suspected that Deidara liked me. My right hand strayed up to my lips. I'd better go back before it gets too late.
Both POVs
Sasori walked back to their temporary camp and sat down near the fire. He looked around and found that Deidara was not there. "Hmm, that's odd," he whispered quietly to himself.
He took a look around the place while he waited. There were no trees at all around here; just flat rocky land. The mountains from earlier were to the right of them. When Deidara finally appeared, he had no shirt on. "There's a small stream a few minutes away from here . . . un," he explained. None of his words registered. All Sasori could even focus on was Deidara's well muscled chest. "Um, Sasori . . . un?" Deidara questioned. "Are you okay?"
Sasori shook his head a little. "Yeah, I'm fine." Deidara sat down too. "About what happened . . . I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that so suddenly . . . un." Deidara's gaze traveled else where as he spoke. Sasori got up and walked over to him. He sat down on Deidara's lap, faced him, and kissed him again. "It's okay," he mused, "I think I like you too." Deidara smirked and roughly pulled him closer. "Then I don't think you will mind me doing this . . . un." On the last word he pressed his lips hard against Sasori's. He lightly nibbled his bottom lip. Sasori knew what he wanted right away and parted them slightly. Another moan was wrenched out of his throat as Deidara's tongue slid into his mouth. He submitted completely as Deidara expertly explored the new area. When he was finished, he pulled away slowly, a small string of saliva trailing from his tongue to Sasori's.
Sasori panted and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "I . . I believe I love you Deidara," he said as he buried his head into Deidara's neck. A small nip brought forth a loud moan. "I love you too . . . un." Deidara said; getting turned on a bit by Sasori's playfulness. Sasori heard him moan and nipped him again. "Ah! Sasori . . . un!" Deidara cried out in ecstasy. "Oh, you like that?" he said seductively. He soon got bored and started to move onto further spots of Deidara's body. He let his tongue come out to lick Deidara's jaw line. A shiver of pleasure wracked through him.
All of a sudden Deidara flipped Sasori onto his back and was on top of him in a flash. His hands went down to the shirt that separated him from the thing he wanted. But two strong hands grabbed his wrists as he reached down. He looked at Sasori inquiringly. "Don't Deidara. Please," he pleaded to the man on top of him. "What's the matter? I'm going too fast, aren't I . . . un?" Deidara said, getting off of Sasori. "No! It's not that! It's just that . . . My body . . isn't what you think it is." A stray tear fell down his face. Deidara reached down and brushed it away. "I'm not normal either . . . un." He peeled off one of the fingerless gloves on his right hand. Sasori looked at his hand closely and recoiled a bit. There was a mouth on his hand. Deidara didn't seem disturbed at all by his reaction to it. "Deidara . ." Sasori started but cut himself off. He simply slipped off his shirt and lowered his gaze.
Deidara was surprised. He didn't expect anything like this. His whole torso was wooden with a large open cavity where his stomach should be. A coil of thick wire occupied the space. His arms were almost all wooden too. But what Deidara was most interested in were Sasori wings. They weren't really wings, but long sharp blades protruding off of a central steel support. "Sasori, there is nothing wrong with your body . . . un. It's amazing!" Deidara exclaimed. His gloved hand lovingly caressed his cheek. Sasori looked up at Deidara and smiled. "You're the first person who has ever told me that."
Deidara put his fingers under Sasori's chin and lifted his face to his for another kiss.