Chapter 10
"Take everything from the inside and throw it all away..."
The voice singing seemed so far away and Deidara preferred it that way. Without opening his eyes, he grabbed the nearest cloth he could reach and pressed it against his ear to muffle the sound even more. The voice started to fade away; he loosened his grip around the cloth, feeling his energy slowly drain away. There was no way he was waking up now. He exhaled slowly and went back under again.
"...and throw it all away..."
Deidara had no idea how long it had been since the last time he had woken up to that sound. It only seemed like 5 minutes. He stretched his arms a little, before relaxing and rolling over to the other side. He planned on falling asleep again, but this time the voice was a lot harder to ignore, since it seemed to be far closer than it had been before. It was like the sound was having its revenge for being ignored earlier by not letting the blond fall asleep again - if that made any sense, really.
Annoyed, Deidara stretched his hand out in the direction of the voice, but couldn't reach it. Growling, he rolled over onto his stomach and took his cell. Without thinking about it, he pressed the call button and brought the device to his ear.
"Hello?" he mumbled indistinctly, his voice hoarse.
"Deidara, where the fuck are you two?"a voice in the phone hissed angrily.
"Ah? Two...?" Deidara asked, still half-asleep, not catching on. But the voice did make him wake up a little more. He blinked and rubbed his eyes, trying to pay closer attention. "Who are you?"
"It's Pein. Sasori's not picking up his cell and I had to call you at least ten times before you did. Where are you?"
Deidara looked around dizzily, his vision slightly blurred. All he could see from the position he was in were red walls. The sudden realization that he didn't recognize the room hit him, but wasn't able to sink in enough to make him understand the seriousness of the situation. "Definitely not our dorm room," he muttered.
"Oh, stop kidding. Really?"Pein retorted sarcastically. "For your information, you're not in the school either, blondie."
"Well, I don't know where we are!" Deidara yelled angrily and sat up, definitely awake. He became frustrated. Why was Pein yelling at him? He had done nothing wrong. He glared at the sleeping redhead next to him. Why wasn't he the one being yelled at?
He heard Pein sigh. "At least you're awake now. The class starts in 15 minutes. Better find out where you are and get back quickly."And the line went dead.
Deidara stared at the device until the screen went blank, absorbing what he'd just heard. Without thinking about it, he clicked on a button to unlock the screen and keys. 8:01, Wednesday
That was when the reality hit him, kicking him completely out of the trance. He turned his head in a rush to look at the redhead lying next to him under the covers, fast asleep.
"WAKE UP! WAKE UP, DAMNIT!"Deidara yelled, shaking Sasori fiercely. "WAKE UP AND CALL 911! THE FBI! NCIS! NASA! SHERLOCK HOMES! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"
"Mm... keep it down, Dei. I want to sleep," Sasori mumbled, turning to his other side. Judging by his face, if it had been up to him, he would've woken up after 4 pm. Unfortunately for him, no one really asked for his opinion on this.
"SINCE WHEN DO YOUSLEEP? GET. The fuck. UP!" With that, Deidara pushed the older male out of the bed and onto the floor. He bent over to look at the awoken redhead, but jumped back instantly and blushed when he realized the boy was naked.
"That hurt, Dei," Sasori mumbled, not moving a muscle.
"Why the fuck are you naked?" The blond shouted, crossed his arms in shock and glanced at himself. "Why the fuck am Inaked?"
"Turn the volume down a little, you're gonna wake up the dead." Sasori stood up, rubbing his eyes and yawning. "Now, how did we get here?" he asked, glancing around himself.
They both looked around in the room. Both the walls and the carpet were red, while the king-sized bed in the middle of the room was entirely black. Someone must've felt very creative while designing this room. There were clothes that they both recognized lying on the ground.
"We're under the mall," Sasori said starting to get dressed together with the blond, who groaned after seeing the clothes he had worn for Sasori's second wish.
"Huh? Where?" Deidara asked, already fully-dressed, grabbing his cell.
"In one of the bedrooms in the mall's basement. Remember, where I took you with the others as my first wish?"
Deidara rolled his eyes while dialling. Like he'd ever forget. He pressed the call button and felt a little relieved when they picked up after the first ring.
"Everyday Taxi. Where can we pick you up?"
"Code Iwaga733, in front of Solaris," he said and ended the call. (The mall was called Solaris.) Without bothering to explain himself, Deidara pushed the redhead, who was still zipping up his pants, out of the door, yelling at him to show the way out.
They ran through a corridor which led to the same entertainment room they had been a week ago. The lights were dim and there were drunken people sleeping on the chairs and the counters. Sasori pushed the exit door open and they ran up the stairs to the first floor and out of the mall. To the redhead's surprise, a taxi was already waiting, although it had been less than 2 minutes since Deidara had called.
They jumped in, not even bothering to fasten their seatbelts, the blond yelling at the driver, "Hidden High School, step on it and add the speeding tickets to my bill."
The Asian driver, obviously taken aback by the blond's demanding tone and threatening eyes, did like he was told, making the engine almost cry out loud.
They reached the building in a record time, both boys rushing out of the car without paying. They ran into the classroom, sitting down the exact moment the bell rang. Both males were panting when Pein passed them their books. Thank you, Pein.
"Thanks," Deidara whispered. Pein gave a small nod and shifted his gaze to the teacher who had stepped into the classroom. Eyes on the book, Kakashi walked to his desk, before turning to look at the students. His eyes stopped at Deidara and he raised his eyebrows.
"Rough night, Iwaga?"
Deidara made an expression that was somewhere between a sarcastic smile and I-will-stick-my-tongue-at-you. Then the image of him and Sasori being naked in the same bed flashed in his mind and he cast his gaze down, blushing.
The thing was that he couldn't remember anything that had happened beforethat.
"What the fuck happened yesterday?" Deidara asked, looking into the bathroom's mirror, Sasori leaning onto the sink next to him. The blond's hair was, to put it nicely, a mess. Even with the black eye shadow on, you could tell by his face he hadn't gotten much sleep last night. There were bruises that looked a lot like hickeys on his neck and shoulders. On top of all that, although he prayed it was only his imagination, he could've sworn his ass was a little sore.
He had grabbed his make-up bag from their room and was now brushing his hair, going to fix the eye shadow right after that. He put on some powder on his neck to cover the hickeys, although they still stayed visible, only less noticeable, and covered the ones on his shoulders with his jacket.
"Damn, I've never been so drunk before in my life," Sasori muttered, pressing his face against the cold glass of the mirror, moaning.
"That makes two of us," Deidara growled. "This is the first time I'm totally cluelessof what happened last night."
There was a minute's silence as Deidara finished fixing his make-up and put the comb and eye shadow into his bag, zipping it closed. He looked at the pale Sasori, his face growing a little worried as he caressed the redhead's forehead. It was covered in cold sweat.
"Dei... da... ra...," the older male breathed. "How come the driver didn't even try to stop us from running out without paying?"
The blond smiled a little as he looked at his roommate, a soft glow sparkling in his eyes.
"Do you really think I used to have my wallet with me everytime I needed a lift? A little troublesome, don't you think? Every time we moved to another country, I signed an agreement with a local taxi company. When I called, I only needed to say the code and the place I wanted them to pick me up at, and they'd be there in 2 to 4 minutes and just send me a bill afterwards, instead of demanding cash right after the ride. Of course the prices were a little higher thanks to that, but that was their gain."
There was silence after Deidara was done explaining. Sasori just kept staring into his eyes, not even taken aback anymore, as the blond ran his hand through his red hair.
"You can't even drive a taxi like the normal people do, can you?" the older male teased him.
Deidara laughed and planted a kiss on his lips, grabbing Sasori's hand to pull him out of the bathroom, but the redhead didn't move. Staying on the same spot, he put his hand on the back of the blond's head, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Deidara gasped a little, when he felt the older male's tongue enter his mouth. Sasori kept the kiss short, pulling away way too soon for both of them.
"Did I make those marks?" he asked quietly, running his finger along the bruises on the blond's neck.
"I seriously hope it was you," Deidara whispered and smiled, although there was slight edginess in his voice that didn't go unnoticed by the redhead. "We need to get... to class," he said.
Sasori gave a small smile and nodded, taking his hand.
-x-
The beginning of December. Snow was already covering the ground and the nights had grown a lot longer and darker than they had been a month ago. The temperatures outside were well below zero, giving hell to anyone who dared to go outside without wearing their granny's knitted sweater. Kakuzu knew better; he had been thrown out of the second floor's window into the snow, wearing only his boxers, during one of the fights he'd had with Hidan.
Deidara's cast had been taken off and he had kind of gotten used to thinking of the members of the Akatsuki as his friends. He couldn't say he trusted all of them completely yet, some more than others, but they could be considered his good companions.
Of course none of that went for Sasori. Sasori was just... Sasori. Although the blond had never thought it possible, every time he was near the redhead, he felt like he'd willingly trust his life with him. Or maybe it wasn't even trust. Maybe he had finally understood what Sasori had meant by saying 'I actually think I'd enjoy falling if it was because of you'. He just couldn't care enough about his own life when it came down to the redhead, no matter how irrational it may have sounded.
Speaking of our beloved and cherished couple, many different rumours were still going round the school about them. Like that was surprising. The students could still be divided into two groups – friends and not friends, the latter group also known as people who just seemed to blend in with the wall for Deidara when he passed them. He had been on the cover page of the school paper for about a month now, the headlines being sentences like "The Akatsuki has a new member?", "A rebel or a slut?", "ORDER PICTURES OF DEIDARA AND SASORI KISSING FOR ONLY 7999 YENS!" etc.
As for the unforgettable forgotten night all those weeks ago on Sasori's birthday, the couple had never found out what had really happened. They had asked the other Akatsuki members, who claimed they had seen them leaving the school after dinner and hadn't bothered to ask where they were going. Even though there was a silent agreement between Sasori and Deidara not to talk about it, some thoughts just wouldn't leave the blond alone.
Was this one of those rare situations where things are like they seem? Had they really just gone to the club under the mall, gotten drunk and ended up in bed?Deidara wasn't exactly bothered about that scenario, but the thought that he could never be 100 percent sure didn't leave him alone.
"What are you thinking about, Dei?" Sasori asked, playing with the his long hair. They were sitting in their dorm room, preferring it to any other place in the school, only because there weren't many rules they could've broken in there.
Deidara looked up and shook his head, not wanting to share his thoughts with the redhead. "Oh, nothing."
Sasori, not wanting to pry, decided to change the topic. "What are you going do during the winter break?"
"I thought about staying here," Deidara mused, when he felt the redhead letting his ponytail slip between his fingers.
"Dei, the school is closed during holidays," Sasori stated, looking surprised at the fact that the blond wasn't aware of that.
"What?" Deidara exclaimed. "There was nothing written about it in the school rules! I read them!"
"It is kind of obvious," the redhead muttered, going back to playing with the blond's hair.
"I thought it was like in Harry Potter and everybody could stay here during the winter break," the younger male pouted slightly. "Oh well, guess I'll stay in a hotel."
Sasori looked confused, his expression demanding for an explanation.
"My parents are overseas and since they thought I could stay here, they rented our house out," Deidara said and smiled. "But that's okay, I love hotels."
Sasori shook his head in disapproval and thought for a moment. "Would you like to stay at my place?"
The blond looked taken aback by the offer, frowning a little. "I wouldn't want to be a bother for your family, especially on Christmas. That holiday is family time." As far as he was concerned, anyway.
Sasori burst out laughing, making the younger male feel like he was missing an inside joke.
"Try telling that to myparents. Our house is fullof guests on Christmas Eve, half of them being our relatives, the other half not even related to us. Fortunately we have a big house, otherwise I'm not sure how we'd survive Christmas. Frankly, I'd be very happy if you came. With you staying in my room, I'd have a good excuse for not letting any of those drunkards sleep in my bed."
Deidara burst out laughing as well so hard a tear fell from the corner of his eye. "Okay, then it's settled."
Sasori clapped his hands childishly, acting not like him at all, and kissed Deidara on his lips, something that was more like him.
The blond managed to lean on his hands, when Sasori came closer, but he soon fell on his back. The satisfied smirk on the redhead's face showed clearly that he had planned this to happen all along.
He bent closer, letting the blond wrap his hands around his neck as he slipped his tongue into the blond's mouth. Deidara moved his lips together with Sasori's, enjoying the feeling of the other's tongue exploring his mouth so thoroughly. He let the redhead rub his tongue against his own, and groaned in disapproval when the redhead pulled away for air.
Sasori smirked and started to plant kisses on the blond's neck, making him moan at the soft touches. Just before Sasori was about to reach the collarbone, they heard a single knock on the door, before it was opened, Pein stepping inside.
"Dude, you're doing it wrong," Sasori complained, not bothering to leave the position he was in, ending up talking against Deidara's skin. "You knock, then you waitfor permission to enter, and thenyou come in, ruining some sweet moments."
Pein grinned and rolled his eyes at the other redhead. "Tsunade wants everyone in the school auditorium."
"What for?" Deidara asked curiously, trying to sit up, and glaring at the chuckling redhead who made it impossible. That guy was a lot heavier than he looked.
The other redhead in the doorway just shrugged, turning to go. "Probably wants to talk about the winter festival," he guessed, before closing the door after him.
"You guys have festivals here?" the blond asked sceptically, motioning for Sasori to get off.
The older male stood up, pulling the blond up with him as well. "Yeah, and they're always tonsof fun,"Sasori said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
Deidara laughed as they went out of the room, taking the redhead's hand. "This I gotta see."
Tsunade faked a cough in front of the whole auditorium, trying to get the students' attention. Deidara and Sasori were about the only ones who had even noticed she was there, since everybody else kept chatting, probably having forgotten what they were doing in that room anyway.
Seeing as no one paid any attention to her, Tsunade picked up a megaphone from the floor and set it in front of the microphone, before pressing the red button on it. A nerve wracking sound pierced through the auditorium, making everyone shut up and cover their ears.
Fully satisfied with the result, Tsunade took her finger off the button and smiled. "Hello, students. I know you don't want to listen to me and you know I don't want to waste my time here standing in front of you, so let's get this over with, shall we?"
"How the hell did she get to be the principal?"Deidara whispered to Sasori, making the redhead chuckle.
"As most of you know, the winter festival's organized by the student council," she continued as Deidara whispered again, "We have a student council?"
"The schedule of the events will be up in a few days. And like every year, there'll be a prom this year as well." There were a few cheers in the crowd, but they were outweighed by loud groans. "Formal clothing is compulsory."
With that said, Tsunade left the room, ignoring all the shouts, complaints and groans, slyly grinning to herself. As soon as the door closed after her, the students went streaming out of the exits, pushing and bumping into each other so fiercely, Sasori had to grab Deidara's hand in order not to get lost.
"Me? In a suit? You've got to be kidding!" the blond exclaimed after they'd gotten back to their room.
Sneaking up from behind, Sasori wrapped his arms around him, kissing his neck as if hinting he'd like to continue from where they had left off before. "I can order another dress, if you'd like," he muttered against the blond's skin, sending shivers down the younger male's spine.
"Yes, I'd like that," Deidara said, grinning. Who would've thought.
To be continued...