It was the day of New Year's Eve, and of course the Akatsuki had arranged to throw a party. I was in the lounge room with a sick Hidan, setting up for the party. Every few minutes or so, he would cough, sneeze or almost choke to death.
"You can't expect to drink if you're in that kind of condition." I exclaimed, worried. He wasn't extremely sick, though. Being ill, as well as being drunk was not a very good combination. "Oh shut up, you're not my mother!" He retorted. I rolled my eyes as I tied up the last balloon. I had to admit; sometimes it felt like I had to babysit them.
I fell back on the couch, almost out of breath from blowing up so many balloons. I believe I may have gone a bit overboard. Not that anyone would care. Glancing up at the clock on the wall, it was almost 4. "Those fuckers should be back already." Hidan had said what I was thinking. There was a low growl coming from his stomach. "I guess you're hungry, huh?" "No shit, Sherlock."
I threw a pillow at him. "Don't fucking throw shit a-"And another. "Lay off, Tori." I spun my head to see Pain standing there, and I threw my hands up in defence.
Then there was a bang, a slam of a door, moments later Kakuzu, Deidara, Kisame and Tobi were all trudging into the room, only Kisame was carrying bags of.. Who knows what? Alcohol would be my guess. "Fina-freaking-lly!" Hidan jumped up and almost dived for one of the bags in Kisame's hands. They must've bought food too.
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I decided to lie down for a while. Kakuzu and Deidara were arguing over how much they spent on alcohol and food, whereas Kisame, Hidan and Tobi were all as loud as hell. It was a headache I didn't need. I was currently sharing a room with Sasori and Deidara, since all I needed was a bed. Sasori was currently at his desk, working on a small puppet-like figure. Like myself, what was going on outside was not what Sasori needed to be a part of.
From where I lay, I quietly observed Sasori's movements from behind. They were small and slow, but it was interesting to watch; conjuring up what the piece he was crafting, looked like in my head. After a few minutes of silently watching, he rose from his chair and carefully placed the figure above his desk on a small shelf. "Oooh." I said in in awe, standing up and stepping closer to where it had been placed. "You're really talented, Sasori." Complimenting his work, I reached up to take a look. His hand swept past mine and took the figure before I could touch it. "You can look, but not touch." I slowly drew my hand back, eyeing the small piece of art. It's so.. Intricate. He placed it back on the shelf, then turned and stared at me. I smiled sheepishly. "What is it?" He shook his head. "I'm glad you appreciate my art." He said simply, before turning and walking off.
Few hours later, people began arriving for the party. Kakuzu was standing at the door asking for 5 dollar admissions, though a bunch of people managed to push past him. I had invited Rei and Ivy, but they seemed uninterested so I doubted they'd show up. I sat in the front lounge, watching Tobi bounce up and down as each guest walked through the door. They were all told to go to the kitchen for food, and to the basement for alcohol, even if Hidan had already brought some upstairs.
About an hour or 2 into the party and a majority of the guests were in the kitchen now, and the rest were just scattered around the house. A few had come and sat in the front lounge, where I was. And I was hoping to stay out of all this. I saw one of them, the one with short, white hair, turn and look at me. My head snapped away, avoiding his gaze and I awkwardly stood up, wanting to leave. I felt him grin as I slowly inched out of the room. I sped up and got my ass out of there.
My mistake, now everyone in the kitchen was staring at me. Why? Was it my shirt? My shirt. The one Kisame bought me for Christmas? It isn't that bad, is it? I thought it was cute! I glanced around nervously and noticed Hidan behind me, sliding his shirt off. Was he stripping?! My face flushed with pink as he was half-naked now, standing in only his boxers. "Hidan! What the hell?!" I sort of whispered and screamed at the same time. Turning back, the others were now minding their own business. Arms suddenly slithered down past my shoulders and rested at my waist, being enclosed in Hidan's grip. "What's the problem..?" I felt his hot breath trail down my neck as he spoke, and I shuddered. I tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip. "That's what I thought." He whispered. Again, I squirmed. "Let go, you f-"Splash. Sopping wet. "Leave the girl alone, Hidan." Who the hell poured water on…? Itachi! Yes, somebody with common sense! I sighed in relief and thanked Itachi before heading off to the bathroom to shower and change clothes.
Almost 40 minutes later, I realised I'd forgotten a spare change of clothes. I silently sat in a towel on the bathroom floor, moping and waiting for somebody to come find me. No way in hell was I going out there, with all those drunken...idiots. I groaned, I was becoming impatient. Maybe I should try and sneak around everyone? Like that'll work. My train of thought was lost as the door swung open with Itachi standing there with a pile of clothes. Finally! I mentally cheered as I stood up. "Konan told me to bring you some clothes." He said calmly, handing them to me. "Don't forget them next time." "W-Wait! How'd she know I forgot my clothes..?" He was silent for a moment before replying. "She was wondering why you were taking so long." "Oh.. Well thanks again." I smiled and he walked out, leaving me to my own thoughts once more.
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I needed some alone time, I was never good at parties. Wasn't always the party type. Instead, I wandered out to the front of the house, where I thought I could get a decent view of the fireworks. It was only 11:30, so I figured I might as well watch the stars while I was waiting. Climbing the fence, I was able to jump up onto the roof from there. From there, I recognised a familiar red-headed boy. "So this is where you've been, hm?" He glanced over his shoulder at me, yet said nothing. "Watching the stars too? This isn't a bad spot for it." I smiled and sat myself down next to Sasori. "Have you seen Deidara around?" He asked softly, before adding, "I'm not in the mood for him right now." I shook my head. "Haven't seen him all night. He can get pretty annoying sometimes; I can only imagine what you've had to put up with." I earned a small chuckle from him. "He usually listens, but when you're around he.. likes to show off." I giggled. "Maybe he wants to seem better than his Danna." He rolled his eyes. "Don't you start referring to me as that. It's ridiculous." "Sure, sure, Sasori-kun~." He made a 'Tch' sound and shook his head. "I don't think I've ever had a conversation with you, this cheery." I stated. He didn't answer back. Though, a few minutes passed as we sat and gazed up at the stars. Cliché, right? Every now and then I'd try to sneak a few glances at him. His eyes were just so.. Pretty? Bright brown irises, thick black lashes. It was odd, but I thought they were nice. I was drawn towards them.
"Why do you keep looking at me?" He broke the silence. Oh god he noticed! My face turned a slight pink. "I.. well,.. Was just observing. Nothing really." He looked at me from the corner of his eye, and then glanced back up. "Do you see that star there?" He pointed, I looked up and nodded. "That's probably the brightest star in the sky tonight. It's.. Unique." I cleared my throat. "Y-Yeah."
Why was I so nervous? Why.. Why was he sitting so close to me? My hand outstretched and I took his hand in mine. He almost instantly pulled his hand away and glared at me, confused. "Your hand just seemed really soft." I bit the inside of my lip and looked away awkwardly. "But, uh-"His sudden chuckle interrupted me. I stared at him, before we both broke out into a small laughter. I then felt a soft hand cup my chin, thumb gently caressing my cheek. His face, edging closer to mine, inches away. "Are my hands really that soft..?" He questioned in a rather low and curious voice. His other hand rested on my own. I could already feel his warm breath against my lips. So close.
My head quickly spun as there was a momentary 'boom' and crackle of fireworks. His hand slowly drew back, but my eyes lit up in glee. Disappointed, it seemed, Sasori stared at the now brightly coloured sky. A barely audible sigh escaped his lips, and my eyes fixed on him. I tapped my fingers together then smiled, and silently leaned over to plant a light kiss on his cheek, in which he turned and stared at me.
"Happy New Year, Sasori-kun."
