Chapter 9
Warning: A LOT OF YAOI-NESS AHEAD THAT MADE THIS FIC RATED M!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
The bell rung, and Deidara wasn't in his class. He strolled down the hallway, and not even bothered that he was late. The blonde casually opened the old storage room, that no one uses and opened the third drawer in the corner. Deidara carefully roamed around the room, checking to see if there's any security cameras. He let out a sign of relief when he sees none, and slid his hands deeper into the drawer to reach the little toy he hid in there.
Smirking, Deidara held up a silver knife. Much like Hidan's. "never in my life had I thought I'd do this to someone I hate but Sasori...you left me no choice, un."
And with that, devil-like laughter filled the room.
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While Deidara was gone, the teacher passed out a project they were suppose to do. It was a two class get together, and the topic was "My Family." Everyone had a partner, expect for Sasori because Deidara was gone. So when the blonde came back, Ms. Hashi paired Sasori and Deidara up. Much to Sasori's dismay, but as a student (and an elite one at that) Sasori couldn't go against the teacher and whine about something as small as partnership.
"So guys! Remember to make this school appropriate. That goes for you as well, Hidan." Ms. Yoga, the teacher from the other class warned. The others laughed, and some giggled.
"Yes. You can either choose to draw a picture, or create a model." Bad choice there. Little did she know. "But no fighting okay?"
"Like that's going to help." Sasori muttered softly, so Deidara couldn't hear.
"So, Sasori. Should we do a model or draw a picture?" Deidara asked, trying to be nice.
"A picture, because there'd be less chance of you ruining it." Sasori said firmly. "You and your so-called art, ruins everything."
"Harsh. Just harsh, Sasori-no-Danna, hmm." The blonde shook his head, sighing. "I have no intentions to hurt art."
"Tch. I don't expect brats like you to understand." Sasori glared.
"Well, I don't expect a genius like you to understand either." Deidara snapped back. "What do you know about my so called life? What do you know about my sufferings? What do you know about my pain? Right. You don't understand. You don't understand, hmm. You don't understand my feelings, because you were too busy worrying about your looks and popularity. Isn't that right, un?
Sasori didn't answer. He doesn't know how to.
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Deidara has waited for this moment for a long time. Seconds seems like hours right now. He counted down inside his head, waiting for the bell to ring. 5...4...3...2...1! The bell rang and kids raced out the classroom. Ms. Hashi chuckled, and took out her lunch. Deidara slowly got up, following behind Sasori as he smirked.
Sasori felt a weird feeling that Deidara is following him. But shrugged it off since it's lunch time. Obviously they'd be going in the same way. But when Sasori was about to turn to the mess hall, Deidara dragged Sasori into the men's bathroom. Hovering over the younger red-head, Deidara put his hands on both sides of Sasori to prevent him from running away.
The blonde locked the backroom door so no one can interrupt them, and smirked widely at the shivering Sasori. "How do you feel when your brat is taking control, un?"
"Awful. Just awful. Now get off." Sasori knitted his eyebrows and tried to push Deidara off him. Deidara glared when he saw this, and took Sasori's hands and forced it above his head. After that, Deidara took out the knife he retrieved earlier, and slammed it just centimeters away from Sasori's neck.
"Don't move. Sasori. You're in my control." Deidara smirked, and tied Sasori's hands up with his tie. Sasori couldn't help but blush a little.
"Deidara..." Sasori whispered.
"Yes, un?" The blonde smiled.
"Get the fuck off. " The Akasuna sent him the most murderous look ever known to man kind, and it made Deidara jump a little.
Deidara frowned and licked his lips. "Shut up."
The taller blonde covered Sasori's mouth by smashing their lips together. Sasori was shocked by the action, and didn't know how to react. The red-head gasped when the other kissed his neck. Deidara grinned at the other's reaction, and decided to press more. He bite down on the red-head, making Sasori moan a little. Deidara knelt down, and unzipped Sasori's pants. Facing Sasori's member.
"Hey, Sasori. For someone who wanted me to 'fuck off', you sure are enjoying it. un." Deidara whispered, kissed the head of Sasori's crotch.
Sasori was at the lost of words. "Stop it, brat. I'm not enjoying this!"
"Your body says otherwise though."
Deidara licked the sides of it a little, and caused vibration through the red-head's body. Deidara pumped his hand up and Grinning, he took the length in by whole, making Sasori scream.
"Gee. Don't scream. What if someone hears, un?" Deidara asked while toying with the other's member. "You don't want someone to see you like this now do you?"
Sasori bit his lips, and shook his head unwillingly.
Deidara continued to suck. Faster and faster each second, Sasori arched back and came all over the blonde. Deidara licked the cum off his face. And chuckled at the reaction. Sasori didn't know what to say. Deidara just gave him a blowjob. Sasori didn't question Deidara's intentions, instead he muttered.
"Take me home."
"Go to bed, Sasori. I'll taking you home, un." He obeyed, and carefully cleaned Sasori and dress him up. Sasori fell asleep in Deidara's arms, with a small smile on his face.
And Deidara couldn't help but smile as well.
*Blushes hard* I can't stop blushing now. I can't believe I just wrote that. XC I hope I didn't do a bad job... Eh...
...er...review? And maybe help me make this better?
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-Da Yaoi fangirl, Kat.
