Atopos - Well, here it is THE LAST CHAPTER!!!! It's been fun. I just have one request, REVIEW! This is one of the first multi chapter stories I've ever completed. So, R&R. P.S. I own nothing but the simple idea.

The Dreaded Love Potion

Chapter 6

It wasn't even thirty minutes and three drinks later that the bartender posed a troubling question to Sasori. It made him drop his currant drink and stare at the door expectantly.

"Where's your cute, little friend?"

Sasori left, paying the bartender a little more than he should have, and ran to the door. Deidara said that he would be meeting the man, who was in the alley next to the tavern. There shouldn't have been any problems with trying to locate the head of blond hair and the bubbly personality that seemed to radiate from his partner. Shaking his head when his partner's voice wasn't audible from just outside the door, Sasori was prepared to walk back in from the cold (which he couldn't feel exactly, but it did make his wooden body freeze uncomfortably) until a scream cut through the air.

The redhead leaned into the wall of the tavern as much as possible and looked into the alley. He could still see where he had hidden Hiruko not long ago near the fire exit. Farther down, he could make out two bodies, too close for his own comfort.

"What the hell is going on?!" Sasori yelled. He wasn't sure why he did it. He was positive that it was just a normal couple doing what they wanted to do in an alley way. He wished it wasn't his blond partner getting mauled by an old pervert.

Of course, their luck hadn't been very good that since they got to that town or since Hidan had given him that damn love potion.

"Sasori-danna!" A soft cry tore from the throat of the smaller of the two men. Sasori, who became more confident about walking up to this man, did so with an icy glare in place. He was prepared to kill the guy in the most brutal of ways imaginable. Thankfully, Sasori had a very creative imagination.

"I'll give you five seconds for you to explain what the hell you're doing to my partner before I rip your intestines out with a rusty wire and use them to decorate my bedroom." The best threat Sasori could come up with in this matter.

The man dropped Deidara to the ground, kicking the boy aside. Sasori could feel himself growing angrier and he wanted nothing more than to keep his promise. The man stood before the puppet master in a few large strides. Sasori gulped, but tried to remain calm. He was stronger than this man, even though Sasori was at least two feet shorter.

"He's a cutie, ain't he?" The man whispered into Sasori's ear. They both looked over to where Deidara was trying to disappear into the darkest corner and cover himself up with his dirty cloak. "He's just perfect for a fuck."

Sasori snarled malevolently, eyes flashing dangerously. "Did you give him what we were sent for?"

The man nodded with a large smile, revealing plenty of black and broken teeth. "Damn right I did. In return, I'll give ya the money back ya paid for it if I can spend a night with 'im."

Deidara's visible blue eye stared fearfully at his master. "Don't do it, danna! I don't wanna go with him, un!"

The man laughed louder, "You'll have a new 'danna' soon enough, little one! And you'll learn to like it better."

"No," Sasori muttered softly, shaking his head determinedly. "No!" He yelled louder when he had both of their attention on them. "There's no way you're touching Deidara! He stays by my side no matter what!" He turned his bright eyes to only Deidara's tear-stained face, "Let's go, Deidara."

Deidara nodded nervously, getting up shakily to his feet and running over to his master. Sasori opened his arms in welcome, taking Deidara into them when he was close enough. Deidara knew in his head that this wasn't normal for them, yet he didn't seem to care too much. He felt safe in his partner's wooden arms.

The man seemed disappointed about losing his toy, but shrugged it off. He walked by Sasori and felt a gust of frigid air coming from the two. Upon feeling it pass his thin layer of clothing, the man ran off at top speed. Once he was out of Sasori's sight, he held his partner at arms length.

"Did the bastard do anything to you, Deidara?" Sasori asked, genuinely concerned.

Deidara shook his head, crying lightly. "No…no… H-He didn't do what he wanted…un… H-He only un-undressed me…and--"

Sasori held the boy tighter to his body, feeling the drops of tears on his wooden shoulders. His right hand got tangled in the messy blond hair and his left held the boy in place. "It's alright, Deidara… I'm here for you no matter what happens between us."

"Why?" Deidara cried timidly. He didn't want the supportive arms around him to vanish. He honestly didn't think he would be able to stand on his own for awhile. "Why are you like this all of a sudden? You never cared before, un."

He couldn't say that he was acting like this because of the love potion. During the entire mission, Sasori couldn't even sense it. It was as if it wasn't even there on Deidara's body. The blond had had a shower at the inn, and he still felt the same way about him.

"It's…" Sasori thought for a moment, "It's because I…I think I…like you more than I should, Deidara…"

Deidara didn't have time to question it. A pair of cold lips surrounded his own. They were locked in an awkward, loving kiss. It was simple, yet passionate, proving their love and trust for each other, even though both were rather inexperienced with this type of thing. When they pulled back, neither could look at the other. Deidara still had tears creeping from his eyes, and Sasori knew that if he blushed before at the inn, his face would definitely be red now.

"Sasori-danna," Deidara began after the uncomfortable silence that followed. Sasori finally looked at the younger boy with a sincere smile in place just for him. "I really, really like you too, un." The blond tilted his head to plant a soft, affectionate kiss on Sasori's cheek. "My danna."

Sasori nearly beamed with pride at the term of endearment. "Why don't we go get a nicer place to stay at for tonight, Deidara?"

"What time did you two get back last night?" Kakuzu asked Sasori when the puppet master walked into the kitchen. The other two-man groups were seated around the table, waiting for Sasori's answer.

Sasori shrugged, "You got what you wanted. It's not like you specified the time for us to get back at, so we took our sweet time."

Kakuzu would have growled some insult at the puppet master had Deidara not walked into the room, fresh from a hot shower. The blond had his hair in a towel and a bathrobe covering his body. He walked by Sasori – who was still standing near the doorway – and sat down in the free spot by Kisame. With a smirk, Sasori took the spot next to him, kissing his cheek lightly to everyone else's surprise.

"The mission was fun, un," Deidara laughed flippantly. "We should be sent on them more often."

Sasori smiled despite himself, wrapping an arm around Deidara's lithe shoulders. "I agree with him fully. We definitely should get the overnight missions."

"Okay, this is getting out of hand," Itachi muttered, getting out of his seat to search the cupboards. "As soon as we eat, we can leave." After looking through half of them, he turned to Kisame. "I tried to take a shower today. You wouldn't happen to know where my shampoo is."

"The what?" Sasori asked, confused.

"A berry smelling shampoo Itachi likes," Kisame sneered much to Itachi's displeasure. "He likes it way too much. I think Hidan took it."

Hidan spat out his coffee, "No fucking way! You gave it to me, you bastard! I distinctively remember you fucking saying--"

Sasori nearly fell back in his chair, then he remembered the grip he had on Deidara. There was a questioning gaze that came from the boy that made Sasori grin. He wouldn't change this for the world.

END

- Atopos