"Um, hi guys." You say. Naruto and Tenten start to complain about how you vanished, while Shikamaru continues to watch you.
"Come on, Suki." Naruto says, grabbing your hand. "You rushed out before we could finish!"
Allowing Naruto to drag you back, you catch Shikamaru's eye again. He raises an eyebrow and mouths one word.
'Deidara?'
'Oh crap…'
Eying the cake in front of you nervously, you watch as Kurenai-sensei inspects it carefully. Thankfully, she wasn't going to taste it, or you'd be screwed.
It wasn't your fault… not really. You had been calmly daydreaming about stolen kisses with Deidara in the elevator, when Pein had interrupted your thoughts.
"Er… is it supposed to have a hole in it?" He muttered, poking it. You looked down in horror at the sight of the cake you had prepared so carefully sitting upside down on a cooling rack, the majority of the actual cake still in the tin, the outer shell broken clear away.
You, naturally, did the logical thing, and stuffed a tea towel inside it, flipping it over to hide the material.
Now, watching Kurenai-sensei inspect it, you look up at Pein, who is watching equally as nervously.
"Hmm…looks good," Kurenai-sensei proclaims. "Nice and firm, alright decoration, I'd say a high B."
Sighing in relief, you murmur a 'thank you' before snatching up the cake and dashing back towards your kitchen.
"That was close…" Pein growls. "You screw the next recipe up and I'll kick your ass."
You roll your eyes, discreetly removing the tea towel and dumping it into an unused drawer.
"You were the one that tried to remove it without letting it settle," You drawl. "You screwed it up."
Why? Why do you always kick me when I'm high? Knock me down til…
Ignoring Pein's growled reply; you pull your phone out, answering the call.
"No phones in class!" Kurenai-sensei shouts. You ignore her. Everyone does.
"Yeah?" You growl.
"Suki! I set the apartment on fire!" Suigetsu's voice is panicked. Wincing, you quickly cross out of the classroom.
"Calm down, Sui, tell me what happened," you say soothingly. "Wait, is the fire out?"
"Yes! I-It's out!" Suigetsu shrieks. "B-But there's smoke marks, and burns, and Uncle Kisame's gonna kill me!"
Leaning against the wall, you switch the phone to the other ear.
"Calm down. Go across the hall and get Haku," you command. You hear scuffling as Suigetsu hurries over to the other apartment.
"What do I do?" He demands as he hammers on the door. "What do I say to Uncle Kisame?!"
You hear the door open down the other end, and Haku's voice.
"Hand me over," you order. You hear Suigetsu fumbling with the phone.
"Hello?" Haku's musical voice flows down the phone.
"Hey, Haku, it's me," you say. "Remember when I was thirteen and set the house on fire?"
"Yes," Haku's voice is flat. "Why?"
"Well, Suigetsu's done the same thing, can you help him?" You ask.
"Very well… but you owe me," Haku replies. You roll your eyes.
"For what?" You ask.
"For not telling Aniki!" Haku responds. "You know that if he finds out he won't let you near Suigetsu again!"
"…damn…" You mutter. "Fine. Whatever."
You hear footsteps and look up, delighted to see a familiar blonde artist heading towards you.
"Look, I have to go," you say as Deidara gets closer. "Put Sui back on?"
"Sure. Stay out of trouble!" Haku chimes, handing the phone back over.
"Suki!? Is it fixed?" Suigetsu asks desperately. Deidara sidles up close to you, ignoring that you are on the phone.
"Yeah, Sui, it's fixed," you say, shuffling away from Deidara with a frown. He follows, eyes latched onto your neck, which you have recently discovered to be one of his favorite places to kiss you.
"Oh thank Kami-sama!" Suigetsu gasps. "I owe you big for this!"
You bite your lip as Deidara attaches his mouth to your neck, sucking and biting eagerly.
"Y-Yeah…" You mutter, trying to indicate to Deidara that you want him off. "I think I-I know a way y-you can make it u-up to me."
"Sure! Just say the word!" Suigetsu says eagerly.
"T-This Saturday, the s-school's having a football g-game," You stutter. "I-It's compulsory for m-me to attend, wanna k-keep me company?"
Deidara looks up from your neck, eye narrowing.
"That's it? Sure!" Suigetsu says. "What time?"
"Eleven," you say evenly, meeting Deidara's suspicious gaze. "I'll meet you at the front gate at ten-thirty."
"Alright then, see you Saturday," Suigetsu says.
"See you Saturday, thanks Suigetsu," you reply, ending the call. Deidara eyes you warily.
"Who's 'Suigetsu,' un?" He asks, stepping back. You smile lazily.
"A friend," you reply innocently. "He lives in my apartment building."
"Why is he coming to the game, un?" Deidara demands. "Is he like, a date, un?"
You smirk.
"No… he's just a friend," you say, knowing Deidara doesn't believe you. "And I haven't seen him since I started here, so it'll be nice to catch up."
Deidara looks you over for a minute, before moving in close, pushing his body against yours.
"Well, un…" He murmurs. "I'll just have to make sure he knows you're unavailable, un."
Latching his mouth onto yours, Deidara slips his tongue inside immediately, exploring happily. Your eyes shutter and you bring your hands up to tangle in his ponytail. As the blonde's tongue explores your mouth you stroke his hair softly.
Why? Why do you always kick me when I'm high? Knock me down til…
Moaning, you break contact with Deidara's mouth, fumbling for your phone. Deidara whines, trying to capture your lips again. Peeking at the caller ID you sigh as you see Shikamaru's name, shuffling away from Deidara.
"Yeah?" You say, answering the call. "W-What is it?"
"Stop making out with Deidara and get back inside," the lazy genius drawls. You turn scarlet.
"W-What!?" You stutter. "I-I'm not-"
"Sure…" Shikamaru cuts you off. "I know, I know, you're not making out with him, blah, blah, blah, whatever. I don't have time to pretend not to know about it."
Blushing furiously, you end the call, turning back to Deidara.
"Sorry… I have to go," you mumble. Deidara scowls, before placing a quick kiss on your lips.
"Fine… I'll see you next lesson," he says, kissing you again. You nod, waving him off.
Crossing back into the class, you avoid Shikamaru's gaze as you return to your kitchen where Pein is still sulking over the cake.
"Get over it," you mutter, starting on the dishes. Pein throws you a filthy look before picking up a new tea-towel.
"Shut up," he growls, picking up the fist bowl.
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Shaking your head, you sneak a quick glance at Naruto, noting that his attention is still firmly fixed on Tenten. Looking back at Deidara, he nods to you, jerking his head towards the large library doors. You shake your head again, your eyes snapping back to your table's occupants. Tenten and Naruto are chatting shyly, Juugo is working quietly, and Shikamaru… Shikamaru is sleeping, as usual. You look back at Deidara, and he is yet again signaling for you to try and leave the library. Shaking your head yet again you try to ignore him this time, knowing that it's useless, your eyes seem to naturally drift towards the blonde. Gritting your teeth, irritated, you rise, the motion drawing the eyes of the occupants of your table.
"I'm going to get a book," you growl. "Back in a minute."
Naruto nods, returning to his conversation with Tenten, Juugo returns to his work and Shikamaru… Shikamaru never looked up.
Stomping towards the stairs, you cross to the second level of the library, once again appreciating the beauty of the large, two-story buildings. The bottom level is dominated by a large room, filled with desks, the walls of the east, west and north sides lined with the latest in computer technology. A set of double doors in the north wall leads to the offices used by students and the Chaplin. Up the stairs, the second level is basically a large balcony, looking over the desks below. Bookshelves line all the walls, couches scattered around for people to read on. Some of the bookshelves form small alcoves with couches in them, for students to study in or read quietly.
Stomping over to a set of bookcases, you slip behind them, revealing one of the least used sections of the library, deserted. Slumping down onto the couch there, you glare at the gap you entered in, waiting for inevitable arrival of the blonde.
It doesn't take long.
Sliding between the shelves, Deidara smirks at you, blue eye locked onto your green. You frown at him, conveying that you are not happy with him. Deidara raises an eyebrow, settling next to you on the couch. You shuffle further down. He follows.
"Deidara…" you growl. "Do you have any idea how obvious you were back there?"
Deidara shrugs, shuffling even closer.
"I didn't think I was that obvious, un…" He murmurs, stretching an arm over the back of the couch to fiddle with your hair. "And it worked, right, un?"
Ignoring him, you turn away. Deidara continues to twirl your hair between his fingers.
"Suki…" He murmurs. "Suki… don't sulk, yeah?"
Sighing, you turn back to him, leaning against his chest. Deidara smiles triumphantly, wrapping an arm around you.
"Damn you…" You mutter, unable to resist the blonde's charms.
"I know, I know, un." Deidara chuckles, kissing your forehead gently. "You hate it when I do that, un."
Nuzzling into the blonde's chest, you let your heavy eyelids droop.
'Mmm… comfy…'
Closing your eyes, you decide a brief moment's rest won't hurt.
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You frown, trying desperately to cling to the last thread of sleep. As it evades you, you return to the waking world with a moan. Blinking against the harsh light, you squirm, feeling that something's not quite right.
"Sorry I woke you, un." Deidara's amused voice rings out. You focus your eyes on him, and realize for the first time that you are not in your room, or your bed.
"Where am I?" You gasp, looking around. The room is identical to yours, only lit by the bedside table lamp. Looking out the window, the breath flies from your lungs as you realize that it is dark outside. Very dark.
"You're in my room, un," Deidara says, sitting down on the bed with you. "You fell asleep on me in the library, and you were obviously very tired, so I let you sleep, un…"
Shrieking, you try to climb out of the bed, but the blankets tangled around your feet stop you.
"I missed my last lesson!" You cry, grabbing your phone. Looking at the time, you shriek again. "It's one am!"
Deidara calmly takes the phone out of your hands, putting it back on the bedside table. Leaning in, he kisses you lightly.
"Go back to sleep, un," he murmurs. You shake your head.
"No…" You whisper. "I have to go…"
Deidara smirks at you.
"Think about it, Suki-chan, un." Deidara says. "What would people think if they saw you sneaking out of my room at one am, yeah?"
You glare at him.
"No one sane would be up at one am on a Thursday!" You hiss. Deidara grins at you.
"Want to take that chance, un?" He asks. "And I'm perfectly sane, un."
You think for a moment.
'I don't want to be seen… but what are the chances? Still…'
Sighing, you drop your head back onto the bed, giving in. Deidara smiles at you.
"Right un, now I'll show you what I've been doing, un." He says.
"So long as I don't have to get up…" You mutter, your lazy side kicking in. Deidara nods, leaving the room hurriedly.
Just as you begin to drift off again, drowning in Deidara's scent, he returns.
"Here, un!" He announces happily. You push yourself up onto your elbows, curious.
Deidara is holding a large sculpture. Made of clay, it is incredibly detailed, and in the process of being painted. Obviously it has been through a kiln. You narrow your eyes, trying to make out the details…
"Deidara…" You begin. "I-Is that a statue… of me?"
Deidara smiles, bringing the sculpture closer. You see that it is indeed of you. You are leaning against an invisible wall, music plugged in. Your eyes are open and gazing off into the distance. The statue is perfect down to the smallest detail.
"Oh my…" You stretch out an uncertain hand. Deidara nods encouragingly and you let your fingertips run over the clay Suki's face.
"Deidara…" You whisper. "This is incredible…"
Deidara sets the statue down next to the bed, drawing something out of his pocket.
"I do my best work in the middle of the night, un." He says. "Here, un."
Handing you a small box, he picks up a sketchpad and begins to flip through it. Looking at it, you see that the majority of the sketches are of you. You turn the box over in your fingers for a moment before opening it. Your eyes widen and a smile creeps onto your face as you see a small, white clay bird. Lifting it out carefully, you see that it has a chain threaded through the small hole on its back. Your smiling growing, you hold it up to your eyes, inspecting it up close.
"Do you like it, un?" Deidara asks uncertainly. You look up in time to catch his hesitant look. Slipping the chain over your head, you throw yourself on him, hugging him tightly. Deidara catches you, wrapping his arms around you. You bury your face in his neck happily.
"I love it!" You say, your voice muffled. "Thank you!"
Nuzzling your hair, Deidara hold you to him tightly.
"I'm glad, un." He says. "Now, go back to sleep, un."
Nodding, you pull out of his warm embrace, dropping your head back onto the pillow. You feel Deidara bring the blankets up around you, and place a quick kiss on your lips before leaving. Drifting off, you barely notice the smile on your face.