-One month later-

-Time till Wedding- Around Two Weeks

Deidara yawned and stretched as he sat in a lounge chair, the sun shinning brightly on him. He was taking full advantage of the luxury life he was having and began to wonder why he ever left it in the first place.

His cast was coming off in a week and he was glad because he basically couldn't do anything with it. Most of them sex related. Sasori was, for once, paying more attention to him; probably so he wouldn't die and Deidara didn't mind it.

"Danna~ Come out in the sun! I'm lonely over here, un!"

"No, brat, I already told you I'm going to get burned," Sasori retorted back lazily from the patio, as he drew in a sketch book.

"My mom bought SPF 100! I'm sure it'll work! It works on me!"

"Brat, you're already tan and can't get sunburned, it won't matter if you use it-"

Kiba walked by with a towel over his shoulder and snicked, "Stop being a ginger."

Sasori glared at the younger male. "Don't eat anything for the next few days," He replied and the brunette just brushed it off.

"What? You gonna put laxatives in my food?"

Deidara sighed, not even bothering to turn around. "He makes poisons, Kiba. He once worked for the poison control center for... I think it was a year, un. But yeah don't piss him off too much, he can lose his patience," Deidara warned as he got up and stretched.

Kiba just scoffed. "That won't scare me."

Sasori shrugged. "Your lose, dog-boy," He muttered as he closed his sketch book and grabbed a bottle of sunblock. He opened the cap and squeezed a generous amount on his palm before applying some to his arms. Deidara smirked when he saw his lover succumb, before stepping into the pool (Mind you, all of them in swimming trunks). Soon the redhead was all lotioned up and he stepped out into the sun.

Kiba was about to go to the pool but stopped when he saw his soon-to-be brother-in-law's sketch book. Smirking, he opened it up and scanned the pagers. He wasn't sure if he should be disturbed or awed. There were drawings of puppets, with crude faces, some kind; other with extra limbs, or eyes.

Feeling his stomach start churning, he flipped the page raised a brow. Formulas? Recipes? There wasn't a key and Kiba began to wonder what he was looking at. There were only letters and numbers, then dashes and things that connected and he swore to himself, wishing he had paid attention in Science class.

Getting frustrated, he turned the page only to find the same content. Then the next one; and the one after that. Feeling panicked he flipped three pages before he saw something different. He almost smirked. Wedding vows! He hit the jackpot! He already had evil plans filling his head as he read the page and they went down the drain. They were more like insults, instead of words to say at the alter. So far all he had seen his brother and fiancé do was fight and insult each other.

He looked over at the pool where it looked like the redhead and blond were trying to drown each other. Then look like make out... Then go back to drowning... Yeah, he didn't really didn't want to go swimming anymore.

Deidara smirked at how angry his lover was getting. "Brat, if you splash me one more time, I will break your other arm!"

Deidara just rolled his eyes. "I have toys," He said, crossing his arms pridefully, before he realized what he just said and blushing fiercely. "No, I mean, uh... You're the one who bought them, un!" He yelled pointing an accusing finger at the smirking redhead.

"You're the one who wanted them! You just said, 'Get what you think I'd like.' and I just did what you said!"

Deidara swore to high heaven and tackled the redhead, causing them both to plunge under water. Sasori just pushed the blond off of him and swam to the top, the blond clinging to his ankle as he swam, making he kick harder, trying to make him get off.

Soon feeling a little air deprived, Sasori looked down to see what Deidara wanted. Apparently nothing, because he was smirking at him. Sasori began to wonder how he could hold his breath for so long. Then he remembered a very interesting evening long ago...

No flashbacks! He shook his head and kicked harder, till Deidara finally got off and he was allowed air. He gasped as he got to the surface and began coughing. Deidara came up smirking.

"Underwater blow-jobs really pay off," He said chuckling. Sasori glared at the blond and got out of the pool. "Aw, Come on, Danna! We haven't even been swimming for five minutes, un!"

Sasori grabbed his towel and headed inside. He was not about to have fun with the blond after he tried to drown him.

"Hm? I thought you went-" Izanami looked at Sasori's wet form. "swimming? Where's Dei?"

"Swimming by himself," Sasori stated in a sour tone.

"You can't let him upset you every time he does something, Sasori~" Izanami replied in a sing-song voice. "You two should stop getting into arguments and cuddle!"

Sasori raised an eyebrow. "Are you a closet fan-girl?"

"Psh!" The brunette said waving her hand and forcing laughter. "Of course not! Ha ha ha!"

Again Sasori raised a red brow. "Ri-i-ght... I'm just gonna go and-"

"Get back in that pool! You're leaving a puddle of water on the floor!" The middle-aged woman said, trying to shove the redhead outside and once he was she locked the doors.

Growling, Sasori tossed his towel on the table and sat down on one of the patio chairs. He picked up his sketch book and automatically knew someone had gone through it. He always left his pencil on it and this time it wasn't. Sighing, he flipped through a few pages and began drawing random sketches.

Bang!

He turned around to see Izanami making a shooing motion with her hands and pointing to Deidara, who was pouting as he floated around in the pool in a giant floaty large enough for three people.

Sasori took a deep breath and got up. He stood by the pool, waiting for Deidara to notice him, but he was in his own universe pitying himself. He looked at the blond and noticed the floaty was more of a giant, translucent chair, with cup holders and room to have your feet to lay.

He coughed loudly and the blond looked up. "Danna! Are you gonna swim with me, un?!"

The puppet master sighed. "Yes," He answered with a groan, making Deidara's smile widen. Deidara was floating towards him and as Sasori was about to get in the water, he was pulled into the floatation device by his lover. The chair shook gently then settled down.

"Danna~" Deidara purred, as he snuggled next to the redhead, his nose tickling his neck.

Sighing, Sasori brought an arm around his fiancé and held him close. Izanami did say she wanted them to cuddle. He looked over at the door to see his future mother-in-law staring at them with a large grin on her face.

Sasori closed his eyes and let his head fall back as he waited for the brunette to leave. He swore he could feel his pale skin sizzling under the sun as if he were being burnt to a crisp and he wondered if the sunblock he put on before was water proof. It sure didn't feel like it. His face was beginning to get flushed and he was getting dizzy. He almost wanted to tell the blond that he thought he was having a heat stroke but once he looked down at him he decided against it.

It seemed Deidara chose a wonderful time to fall asleep. Sighing, Sasori ran his free hand through his hair. He was just over exaggerating. It seemed Deidara was rubbing off on him. But at least they had some peace and quiet time.

"Sasori!" The said redhead looked up to see Naruto standing by the pool in a pair of swimming trunks. He took a few steps back and ran before jumping into the water. He got sprayed by a fair amount of water but he didn't even flinch. He just stared at the boy impassively. "Hey, wasn't that... cool?" Naruto asked as he shrunk away from the redhead's glare.

"Ah~ Danna! Stop getting me wet~" Deidara mumbled in his sleep and Sasori wasn't sure if he was dreaming about something or if he was actually speaking to him.

"It wasn't me, brat. Naruto jumped into the pool."

"Then make him stop," He said with a yawn before snuggling into his chest.

"Brat, you sleep in till noon almost everyday. Why the hell are you tired all the time?"

"I don't know, Danna, un. Maybe 'cause I'm so bored, un?" He almost asked as he opened his eyes and looked up at his lover. "You could... entertain me, un~" He smirked up seductively and Sasori just stared down. It was true since they haven't had actual sex since he was his in the face with a baseball bat. Just thinking about it gave him a headache.

"Hm? Whad'ya mean about that, Dei?"

The blond stiffened and looked back to see his little brother staring at him confused. "N-nothing, Naruto. Don't eavesdrop... It's bad, un."

"But you knew I was here and- Sasuke!" The boy's expression turned from annoyed to pissed beyond belief. He jumped out of the pool and charged at the pale boy.

The Uchiha glared at him. "Stop being such an idiot, Naruto. You look like a moron the way you run at me."

There was a small laugh heard and Deidara stiffened even more and buried his face in his fiancé's chest. "Oh, god~"

"Oh, Deidara, you're here? I didn't know... Sasori."

"Hello, Itachi," Sasori replied with a stoic expression that matched the weasel's. Deidara looked up and almost glared at the Uchiha, but he quickly looked away when Itachi smile at him.

"Is Sasuke playing with Naruto today, un? Deidara asked as he glared down at the water.

"Yeah, I was just dropping him off but since you're here we can hang out too, right?"

"Um-"

"I don't see why not," Sasori answered for the blond as he stared at the weasel. That's when he noticed he wasn't staring at the bomber or him, but the arm he had around his blond. Sasori gave a small smile at that.

"There are some spare swimming trunks in the pool house... You can use those," Deidara said as he averted his glare from the water and to his lover.

"Okay," Itachi said as he walked off; on the way stealing another glance at the blond. Once the Uchiha was out of sight Deidara almost shoved Sasori into the water.

"If any fighting happens, I am not responsible, un!" He hissed between clenched teeth as he crossed his arms in a huff.

Sasori just rolled his eyes at the brat. "Nothing's going to happen, brat. Why would anyone fight in the first place?"

"Because that damn weasel still wants me!"

"Wow, conceited much?"

"Oh, you know what I mean," Deidara growled before taking Sasori's arm off of him. "Don't you dare try and push his buttons, Danna, un."

"And how would I do that, my precious love?" Sasori asked in a teasing tone.

Deidara just glared at him. "Don't mention the wedding, don't get touchy with me and don't rub anything in his face. The last person to gloat in front of him got her arm broken."

Sasori rolled his eyes. "Wouldn't he go to jail for assaulting a woman?"

Deidara scoffed. "I wish. The girl was a fangirl of his and she pressed no charges if she could hug him for five minutes, un."

"Hm."

Soon after Naruto and Sasuke were done fighting, they jumped into the pool, getting Sasori and Deidara wet again just in time for Itachi to see.

Once Kiba had seen that more people had joined in the pool, he decided it was safe enough to go swim then, Akamaru joining him as well... With Ino following. So much for peace and quiet.

Kiba and Akamaru thought it would be hilarious to flip over Sasori and Deidara's floaty, causing them spiraling into other people in the pool. Sasori had landed on Deidara, who had landed on Itachi; who in return gracefully helped the blond steady himself and leave Sasori there to fume at the two twins.

"Are you okay, Dei?" Itachi asked a concerned look in his eyes.

Deidara gave a nervous smile as he realized he was in the weasel's arms and blanched. "Oh, yes, I'm fine! Totally fine, un," He replied as he gave nervous chuckled. Itachi raised a brow when he saw the blond's broken appendage covered in plastic. "Oh, that's so my cast doesn't get wet," He explained quietly.

"What's written on it?" Itachi asked a little anger creeping into his voice.

"Oh, um..." Deidara turned his cast sideways and sweat-dropped. "J-just some doodles is all!" He almost yelled as he tried to get out of the Uchiha's grip.

Itachi grabbed his arm and read the "doodle".

SASORI'S PROPERTY FOREVER! He glared at the cast and turned his gaze to the redhead who was trying to drown Kiba, with Akamaru trying to un-drown his brother.

"Um, yeah, it's nothing, un," Deidara said, trying to reason with Itachi, as he pulled his hand away and swam a few feet in another direction. "You know what, I'm done swimming! See you guys inside later, un!"

"Hey! Deidara, get your ass back here! I came out in the sun for you!" Sasori yelled as he held Kiba's head underwater.

"Well, that's no way to speak to someone you love," Itachi muttered as he continued to glare at Sasori.

"Yeah, well when he puts you through a ton of shit, sometimes you have to yell at him," Sasori growled before letting the brunette up for air.

"Fucking ginger!" And this time Kiba pounced on the redhead, causing him to take a lung full of water. Five minutes later they were still trying to drown each other and the puppet master had enough.

Sasori growled and got out of the pool as well. "Eh! Sasori~!" Naruto whined as he swam over to the edge of the pool.

As soon as Sasori got inside he went to the blond's bedroom, not even noticing that the was a trail of water following him. He got to the blond's bedroom where Deidara was in the shower. Not even bothering to knock, he opened the door and closed it.

"I'm in the shower!" Deidara yelled, trying to get whoever was in, out.

"Yeah, brat, I know that," Sasori muttered low as he stripped himself of his shorts. He didn't want to wait for the blond to get out so he just stepped in, causing the bomber to scream and hit him with a shampoo bottle.

"Oh, it's you, Danna," Deidara said with a small chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Yes, it's me, you brat!" Sasori growled as he snatched the half empty bottle from his lover. He eyed Deidara and he could see that he caught him at a bad moment. His wet hair was a mess with bubbles and he had a loofa in his other hand and when Sasori looked down his body he could see bubbles also there.

Deidara whined. "Stop staring! I don't want attention right now," He continued to whine and he turned around.

Sasori almost laughed. "Whatever, I just came in here for a shower," He murmured, as he squirted some shampoo on his head, before scrubbing all the chlorine out. Deidara peaked over his shoulder and ogled his Danna's body like how he had been doing before. He suddenly felt like a hypocrite but was too busy starting to care. Sasori caught him staring and raised a brow. "What?"

Deidara gripped his loofa tighter in his hand and turned back around. "Nothing," He replied a bit too quickly. He felt like such a girl, getting this embarrassed. He gulped and dropped the stick before turning around. "Can you wash my back, un?" Deidara asked innocently as he avoided eye contact.

Sasori sighed. "I thought you have a loofa."

"It doesn't clean my back. More like scratches it... Please, un?" Deidara asked, this time adding the "un" on purpose to be cute.

Sasori took a deep breath and found a rag. He looked around for some body wash but Deidara just handed it to him a large grin on his face. Sasori just rolled his eyes and poured a generous amount onto the small towel.

Deidara turned around and moved his hair out of the way for his lover to have access to his back. He felt the rag being dragged across his back in a slow manner and he sighed. He had a feeling Sasori would do this.

"Danna, I need my back clean, not to be seduced," Deidara muttered.

"Fine, I was just being nice and washing your back gently, but if you want me to wash harder," Sasori said, leaving the sentence hanging in the air.

Deidara was about to protest but stopped when he felt the rag traveling across his back fast, almost like it was being set on fire. "Ow~ Danna!" He whined and pulled away to face the redhead, a pout gracing his lips. "You know what I mean, un."

Sasori rolled his eyes and motioned for Deidara to turn around, which he did. "Pay back for ditching me, brat."

Deidara harrumphed. "Fine." This time when the towel went across his back it wasn't as soft as the first time but not as hard. Smooth and gentle with a few rough edges.

Deidara closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling, like a cat getting his chin scratched. He almost purred as he supported a little more wait on his lover's hand. The rag traveled across his shoulder and he shivered at the sensation. "L-lower," He whispered and he was glad that his fiancé complied for once. He gave a breathy moan as he went in between his shoulder blades.

"Okay, I'm done," Sasori clarified as he began using the rag to wash his body.

Deidara whimpered. "Danna~ That felt really good, un."

Sasori saw the blond's pleading expression and he sighed. "If you want something more-"

"No, just that."

"Fine, fine," He muttered under his breath. He continued to wash his lover's back, who let out pleased sounds as he did so.

-Ten minutes later-

"Deidara, my arm is tired and I bet your back is raw. Can I stop now?" Sasori asked exhausted.

Deidara just arched his back in pleasure. "J-jus a 'lil more, D-Danna, un~"

"Come on! The shampoo in both of our hairs have dried and it's going to be a pain for you to style yours once we get out," Sasori complained. He suddenly had a feeling that he should never be nice to the blond if things like this were going to happen.

"Mmm," Deidara moaned in frustration. "... Fine," He said a huff and Sasori sighed before putting his arm down.

Sasori just wanted to get out of the shower by now. He had some plans for Kiba. Deidara rinsed the shampoo out of his hair and found it harder to do so, like Sasori said. Not even bothering to wash all of it out, he poured some conditioner in his head and began scrubbing before getting all the knots out.

"Brat, you don't need the water right now," Sasori growled and Deidara just stared at him.

"But I'll be cold, un." Sighing, the redhead moved the blond to the shower wall so he could get some water. Deidara huffed and stared at his Danna's chest in annoyance. "We could share the spray of water..." He said quietly.

A hand gripped his arm and pulled him forward. Deidara was hit by the warm jets and he gave a content sigh. He leaned his head forward and he hit Sasori's shoulder.

Sasori began to wash his hair and he soon too, added conditioner. About five minutes later they were done rinsing and Sasori turned off the water. "Come on, Dei. We have to get dressed," Sasori said as he opened the shower curtain, letting in a cool breeze, making both of them shiver.

"'Kay, Danna, un," Deidara yawned and stretched before stepping onto a carpet. Sasori followed in suit and grabbed a towel off the counter. There was only one. "Get your own towel, Danna," Deidara whined before snatching his white, fluffy towel away from his lover.

Sasori sighed. "We could share."

Deidara eyed the puppet master, slightly skeptical. "Mmm... Fine, un." Wiping his chest, he gave the towel to the redhead. Five minutes later, both were dry and they stepped into the bedroom. "Gah, Danna!" Deidara ran to the door and closed it. "Why didn't you close the door?"

Sasori shrugged. "I just wanted a shower," He admitted before going to the wardrobe that held his clothing. Deidara grumbled something and just went to his closet to get some new clothes he had recently bought.

He looked around his closet for some boxers and quickly put on some random ones. They were black with skulls on it... It must have been when he was going through his angsty teen phase. He went to where he left a few shopping bags and pulled out his new articles of clothing. He pulled out a white button-up shirt and slipped his arms through it. Once buttoned up he rolled up the sleeves to his elbows and put on some black pants.. Next was a black vest and he buttoned up the last three buttons but left the top two undone. It was more of a jazzy style.

When he walked out of the closet, he found Sasori was just in a plain pair of jeans and wearing a tight black shirt. "Don't you look all spiffied up," He commented, as he rubbed his wet hair with a new towel he had gotten.

Deidara just shrugged. "Just a new outfit I bought, is all, un."

"Hm... I'm going to go help with dinner."

Deidara raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Sasori smirked. "Because I still have to get back at Kiba for calling me a ginger."

Deidara rolled his eyes. "Okay, you go do that, Danna," He muttered as went to the bathroom to style his hair.

Once Sasori had retrieved his sketch book from outside he went straight to the kitchen where he convinced the chefs to let him help cook. Or more specifically help cook Kiba's food.

-Ten minutes later-

Kiba sighed when he was finally getting tired of the pool. He sniffed the air and could tell that the chefs were already making dinner. He hoped out and grabbed his towel before running inside. He hadn't eaten in hours and it felt like he should at least get a sample of what was for dinner tonight. He ran to the kitchen to find everyone in a frenzy like every dinner. He grinned when he saw chicken just setting on the counter, looking like it was from heaven itself.

He reached out to it, only to have a wooden spoon hit his hand. "No!" The head chef barked, as she glared at the brunette. "I will not let you ruin anything else, Kiba-sama!"

"C'mon! I haven't eaten in forever!"

The woman just narrowed her eyes. "It's almost over. We were short on a few hands today, but luckily someone helped."

Kiba looked at the chef in with a confused face. "Who?"

"Sasori!" The chef cheered, throwing her arms into the air.

Kiba felt a little queazy. He only thought the redhead was joking! Suddenly his appetite left him. "O-oh, er, I need to go do... something." And he ran out of the room.

The woman just sighed.

-Dinner-

"Kiba, you haven't even sniffed your food!" Izanami shrieked. "Are you sick, baby?" She asked as she felt her son's forehead.

He pushed the hand away and gave a nervous smile. "I'm fine, Mom, just fine. I just want to save room for dessert."

"Oh! Danna said that he got to help make the sundaes, un!" Deidara said giggling.

"You have a beautiful laugh," Itachi commented dreamily from across the table, making Deidara glare daggers at him.

"Dei, be nice," Kin reminded him.

"I didn't do anything!" The younger blond protested.

"You know what, I'm just going to go to bed," Kiba said giving a nervous chuckle as he sped walk away.

Deidara looked over at his lover. "What did you do to his food, un?" He whispered.

Sasori gave a chuckle and smirked. "Nothing, I just wanted to mess with him," He replied as he took a sip of his water.

Deidara rolled his eyes and sighed as he found Itachi looking at him again, with that protective sheen in his eyes. He quickly looked away and saw that he was almost done with his food. "Um, I'm going to go to bed, too, un."

"Dei," His mother said in a warning tone.

"... Can I be excused?"

"Go," Izanami said, smiling. Deidara nodded and scampered away to the safety of his bedroom.

Sasori gazed down at his food, noticing he barely even nibbled at it. Sure it was seasoned and cooked to "perfection", but he still didn't feel like eating. "Can I be excused, too?" He asked, flashing a small smile to the brunette and she just blushed and waved her hand.

"O-of course, dear!"

Sasori almost smirked. He was now pretty sure she was a fangirl. He stood up and left his plate for the maids to clean up. He began navigating through all the halls to get to the blond's bedroom, thinking of nothing in particular.

"I wasn't lying when I said he was mine," A velvet voice said from behind.

Sasori turned his head slightly to see the Uchiha glaring at him. "I never recalled you saying that," He replied cooly. The glare intensified as the weasel's eyebrows creased together. "Don't try too hard; you may get wrinkles," Sasori said in an almost amused tone.

"I don't have to say it. It's true, so back off."

"I don't think I could really do that now," Sasori said wondering how exactly Itachi wanted him to "back off".

"We all know this wedding is a sham. In the end Deidara is going to realized he made a mistake; so save yourself the pain and just break it off," He growled.

"The thing is, I kinda don't want to do that," Sasori said turning around, giving the Uchiha an innocent look.

"You're just making it harder on yourself, Sasori. You're not what Dei needs. He needs to be protected and-"

"Oh, I'm sorry, were you there when he was going to get raped at his job?"

"No, but if I was then I wouldn't let him take a job bar tending."

"So you would be controlling him?"

"For his own good. He can be reckless and I think he's jumping into something he's not ready for. At least not with you."

Sasori sighed. "Maybe you should've waited a little. Maybe another year or two, then ask him, not straight after high school," Sasori muttered as he rubbed his eyes.

"I did ask him but it seemed that he got bored and wanted to do something idiotic like marrying you," Itachi hissed between clenched teeth. Sasori swore he would see smoke come out of the Uchiha's ears.

"Okay, I don't want any trouble. If Deidara suddenly wants to break up with me and go to you then I'm okay with that, but in the meantime, we're getting married."

Itachi looked like he could kill at any moment.

"U-um, excuse me, but Kin-sama has asked to see Itachi-same," A nervous maid said with a light blush on her face. It seemed she didn't want to be the one to interrupt their fighting.

"I'll be there soon. Oh and Sasori."

The redhead just stared at the Uchiha with a stoic expression.

"You may want to watch where you step. Someone may get hurt."

The puppet master shrugged and turned to walk back to his shared room. What's the worse the weasel could do.

Yeah, I'm trying to proof-read things faster for you guys :D

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