Provocation-Chapter 8: Temptation
That evening, Deidara was the last one back into the room, for the first time that year. He had purposefully stayed late in the clay room for two reasons: A) He really didn't want to be stuck with Sasori in their room for hours, because Pain always came in hours late, and B) He secretly wanted Sasori to wonder where he was.
So it was a good hour and a half past curfew when he finally pushed the door open to their shared room. The room was completely dark, and since there was no light coming in from the window, Deidara assumed that it must be a New Moon. He stepped towards the bunk bed, stripped off his shirt and pants, and put a hand on the first rung of his ladder. A cool hand on his shoulder almost made him yell, and he whirled around, blood from his lip filling his mouth.
"Where have you been?" Sasori's voice asked quietly, and for the first time, there was absolutely no humeur in it. It was perfectly calm, perfectly cold. Deidara smirked, triumphant, but there was a nagging feeling of gult in his stomach again. Forcing it down as he remembered what Sasori had put him through earlier in the day, he crossed his arms.
"What's it to you?" he asked challengingly in a whisper. He could just make out Sasori's forehead crease in a frown as he stepped back slightly and put a thumb to his mouth.
"I... I don't know. I was just worried." Sasori said, almost defensively. Deidara was surprised at the obvious honesty in his voice.
"Um...oh. Well, er...thanks, I guess, un." he replied awkwardly, leaning back against the ladder. This was definitely not the scenario he had imagined upon his return. One glance at Pain's empty bed told him that their roommate was still not there, so their conversation was private. Sasori sighed and turned away, running a hand through his red hair.
"Well...whatever. Deidara..." he looked around at the blonde, his thumb still in his mouth like a kid. Deidara looked up, hearing the earnesty in Sasori's voice. It was as if all the dreamy, seductive, sexuality of the redhead's voice was a layer that had momentarily been peeeled away, leaving something...more innocent.
"I'm sorry, I guess, if you're mad at me for earlier...I don't feel bad for what I did, at all..." -Sasori flashed a brief smirk, and Deidara rolled his eyes- "But I don't want you to be angry. I really really don't." he finished finally, leaning against the wall and looking at Deidara steadily. The blonde boy was suprised by Sasori's honesty, and for about ten seconds, he seriously considered giving him a hug, but thankfully he quelled the urge.
"Well, okay then, un. Good night." he said instead, and clambered up the ladder, leaving Sasori standing against the wall.
The next morning, Deidara woke up at 6 am. Normally, waking up at that hour would have been his very own hell-in-bed, but today he got out of bed with only one rude word instead of the usual six. He slid down the ladder, taking care not to make any sound, and began to stuff some essentials into his bag.
Money, money, money...and a granola bar. Plus his phone.
He took a few minutes to carefully write a note on Pain's arm explaining where he'd gone -Pain being, of course, the heaviest sleeper ever!- with a sharpie. Deidara was just stepping out the door when he made the mistake of glancing at Sasori, expecting a sleeping face. But no. What he saw instead was the most unhappy, Where-the-hell-are-you-going-at-this-time-of-day! scowl. Plus rumpled hair, crossed arms, and a sleep-deprived visage.
"Deidara..." Sasori growled, not even bothering to be quiet. Deidara was frozen in place. His only options were to give up, text Ino that he wasn't going, and explain to Sasori.
Or he could run.
"Deidara, where the fuck are you going!" Sasori yelled as Deidara slipped out the door, slamming it behind him as he dashed down the boy's hallway. He was laughing, oblivious to the 100+ boys in bed swearing at the rude awakening. Somehow, this had to be the funniest thing ever. Sasori was now chasing him in his red plaid boxers, swearing at him as they both ran out of the boy's hallway.
"STUPID PIECE OF CRAP! You're fucking lucky I like you, or you'd be dead already!" Sasori shouted from behind him. Deidara smirked as he sped around one corner, then another, then another... Finally, it was silent except for the sound of his breathing. Triumphant, Deidara whipped his cell out of his pocket, and texted Ino (barf) that he'd meet her outside the school in ten minutes.
Slipping his phone back into his pocket, Deidara grinned, remembering with relish the furious expression on Sasori's face as he'd sprinted after him down the hallways. Not every day you see a person that pissed-off. He turned around and continued walking towards the front doors of the school. Everything was fine, now.
He'd already told Tsunade that he'd be going to a funeral soonish, so she wouldn't shit a cow when she found out he was gone, (of course, he hadn't mentioned Ino was coming with him, so...lols) his classes (except for sculpture) were boring crap so far, so he didn't mind skipping, and he needed to get away from the crazy gossip anyways.
Deidara's smirk faded into a scowl as he remembered some of the ones he'd heard last night; '...apparently he's Sasori's bitch...' '...Don't know what Pain does when they're making out all over the place...' '...pretended not to like him! Maybe it's some kind of role-play...' '...anyways it's totally hot yaoi, so just hand me some tissues, and I'll be fine!' Okay that last one was Deidara's imagination, but there were some serious perverts in the school. Namely, his red-headed roommate. Speaking of which...
"You took long enough." Deidara jumped about a foot. Standing right in front of him, leaning against the wall and fully dressed in a loose black-and-red striped longsleeve and black jeans was Sasori, glaring at him with his dreamy eyes.
"W-What the crap? How the hell did you get here so fast!" Deidara gasped, his cocky smirk long forgotten. Sasori stepped away from the wall, casually put a hand on Deidara's shoulder, and proceeded to pin him against the wall. Deidara was too stunned to stop him before it was too late.
"I guess you just walk slow when you're smirking like a total prick." Sasori said, the shadow of a grin on his pouting mouth. Deidara blinked; even if that was true, it was impossible for Sasori to have gone back to the room, changed, and then beaten Deidara to the front door. Sasori's smile faded as quickly as it had come.
"Where are you going, Deidara?" he asked seriously, frowning. Deidara was about to lie, but decided that there was no point now.
"I'm going to a funeral, un." Sasori's dark eyes narrowed.
"With..?" he prompted, and Deidara shrugged.
"Nobody in particular." he said passively. Just then, the front doors to the school opened, and a shrill voice sang into the darkness; "Dei-dei! Where are you? Aren't we, like, going now~?" Flirtation in all the wrong ways was dripping from her voice, and Sasori and Deidara stared at Ino, identical expressions of disbelief on their faces, but for different reasons.
"I can't...believe...how shrill she is...un..." Deidara murmured, staring at the blonde girl who was impatiently leaning against the doors, filing her nails. Sasori was staring at Deidara.
"You're going with her?" he asked in utter disbelief.
"Yeah...we're related, un." Deidara said awkwardly, and Sasori snorted, backing away.
"Well fine. But you're sure you're not just running away?" he asked the blonde boy, who smirked and rolled his eyes, about to say that running away with Ino was the last thing on his to-do list, but he was interrupted by a squeak of glee.
"Ooooh! Are we eloooooooping, Dei-dei! You should have told me, I'd've brought more lingerie..." Ino said, twisting her long hair around her fingers.
"Some...more...?" Deidara asked, suddenly kind of scared of her. Sasori snorted and patted him on the back.
"Good luck. But...don't forget..." he said in a low voice close to Deidara's ear. Deidara turned to ask what he meant, and was met by Sasori's mouth, suddenly crashing into his own, kissing him fiercely, but it quickly became soft and more meaningful. Too slow, Deidara backed away, rubbing at his bruised mouth and scowling at Sasori, who winked at him before vanishing into the darkness of the empty hallway.
"See ya...Dei..da..ra..." his seductive voice echoed around the stone walls, ringing in Deidara's ears. Frowning and inwardly cursing Sasori forever, he rubbed his ears and looked at Ino, who...hadn't seen a thing. She'd been applying more mascara with her compact. Oh well, Deidara thought as they set off together into the rain, at least she won't bug me about it on the way there...
But, of course, Ino was happy enough to bug Deidara about everything else!
"So, Dei-dei, what's your type? Girl-wise, I mean. Do you like...seductive?" she asked, putting her arms behind her head, winking, and throwing out her chest in the most un-seductive way Deidara could think of.
"Um...no, un." he said shortly, trying not to stare at the oddity before him.
"Hmm. How about...shy-and-you're-bringing-them-out-of-their-shell?" she asked, putting a finger between her lips and placing the other hand on her knees, twisting and looking up at him from under her long bangs. Honestly, she looked more like she was just squeezing her boobs together with her arms. The bus bounced, and luckily she fell out of the pose.
"Well?" she pressed, and Deidara sighed, regretting for about the millionth time since they'd boarded the bus, that he'd taken Ino with him. It wasn't like she was stupid, or a complete bitch (not to him, at least). She was just so ANNOYING! He decided to make up some crap to keep her happy for a bit. He'd learned in the last half an hour that if he didn't pay attention to her, she'd make him pay attention, I.E. flash him, bite his ear, etc.
"Um, I guess that's not my type either, un." he said shortly before looking out the window again. Ino frowned.
"Okay, what about...super peppy and girly?" She asked, simpering at him while making a peace-sign over one eye, the other hand on her hip.
"Absolutely not, un." Deidara said, not even bothering to look; peppy people made him ill. They were just so...happy...and peppy...and noisy...and a cheerleader had once broken his nose.
Ino sighed heavily. "Well, what about...a kitty?" she asked, making revolting purring sounds (more similar to retching than anything else) and batting a fist at him. "I don't like cats, un."
"Super genious?"
"I'd feel dumb, un."
"Emo chick?"
"Too quiet. And scary, un."
"Sporty?"
"I'd feel out of shape, un."
"Bookish?"
"Nah."
"Traditional?"
"Too uptight, un."
"God, Dei-dei! What is your type?" Ino demanded, exasperated. Deidara frowned at her, thinking. He could always say that he was asexual...which was probably a lie. Or he could say that his type is Chuck Norris...or he could actually try and answer the question.
"Just...describe your type. Stuff you'd like about a person." Ino said finally.
"Okay..." Deidara began to consider everything and everyone he'd ever liked, and why he'd liked them.
"Well, I suppose that they have to be funny, un. I mean, I like to laugh, but I think things are funnier if they're not jokes. You know, just funny stuff, un. Also, I'd prefer it if they were nice. You know, good morals, but maybe they break some rules...And...I suppose I don't like serious people,un. So I guess if they teased a little that would be okay..."
"What about sexually?" Ino asked, and Deidara almost gagged on her boldness, but answered anyways. "I suppose it would be fun if they were kind of crazy...like not uptight about stuff like that."
"Experienced?" Ino pressed, and Deidara shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess, un. I mean, if they weren't, then it wouldn't be as much fun the first time- what the hell are you asking me, anyways?" he asked, suddenly realizing that he was telling Ino -Ino, of all people- his sexual preferances.
"Just keep going, it's fun." she said, so he did, rolling his eyes.
"What about physically?" she asked, and Deidara thought.
"Well, it would depend on how much I like them,un. If I really, really like them, then I probably wouldn't care much how they looked, un. But for first impressions, I normally like stuff you notice right away. Like, those details you notice straight away, un. Like, really striking eyes, or a catchy smile or..." Deidara broke off, staring out the window. Ino gave him some peace as she filed her nail, leaving him to his suddenly horrified thoughts. Considering all he had just said...could it be that his type actually fit somebody he knew perfectly...!
A) Funny, funny stuff - No matter how annoying Sasori could be, everything he did was funny when Deidara thought about it.
B) Nice, Good(ish) morals - Sasori's not by-the-book in any sense of the word, but he doesn't sleep around.
C) Teasing - Sasori's a pro at that.
D) Kind of crazy in bed, experienced - Sasori, hands down. (Deidara didn't even have to think about it: the idea of Sasori being shy in bed was absolutely absurd...like Santa Claus watching child porn)
E) Really striking eyes, catchy smile - Sasori's dreamy eyes = totally noticable.
Deidara choked slightly as he realized this, and panic overtook him for a few seconds...DID HE HAVE A CRUSH ON THE MOST PERVERTED PERSON HE'D MET IN HIS WHOLE LIFE! No, no...taking deep breaths, Deidara began to go over the logical reasons why he might be thinking about Sasori.
Seeing as the person he'd seen the most for the last while was Sasori, it was perfectly normal for him to be dominating his thoughts...right? And Sasori had been assaulting his body! Or, his mouth at least, so his subconscious was probably just bringing up bad memories at random intervals...or something.
As the bus careened around bumpy corners, the rain thundering down on its roof, splattering against its windows, its two passengers sat next to each other, each ensconsed in his own thoughts. Ino, contemplating how to become more attractive to Deidara, he latest prey, and Deidara, drowning in the idea that he might be crushing on his pervy roommate.
And still the rain beat down.
I'M SORRRRRYYYYYY~~~! Sowwysowwysowwysowyy! I'm sorrrrrryyyy! I was so busy, and then I wanted to do something else, and...EXCUSES aside, here's the new chapter! I know it really didn't get anywhere in the plot, but I just needed the feel of this story back, so I'm glad I did it anyways. Thank you to the kind reviewers who got me up off my ass to write this! Namely, 13Nessie13, and Charxilyn :) But a big thanks to everybody who's stuck with this story! :D I really love you all for reading and reviewing!