Finding Tobi! Part three...
It's slightly long...
"Miyuki, get up." Sasori poked a sleeping Miyuki, in the head, with a stick.
Miyuki grumbled an undistinguishable sleepy, yet angry, reply.
Sasori grunted in frustration.
Deidara came to Sasori's rescue, "Don't worry, Sasori-no-dana, I'll get her up un" Deidara's visible eye gleamed with darkness as he smirked sinisterly.
Deidara walked up to a sleeping Miyuki and cracked his knuckles, he then formed a seal. "Katsu!"
Miyuki's bed flew up into the air several feet high; it flipped over as it started to fall downwards. Miyuki landed on her face with a thud.
"Dear kami, Deidara, you killed her!" Sasori said (screamed) very unSasori-like.
Deidara only flapped his hand uncaringly. "It's indestructible, It'll survive...Lucky bastard..." He mumbled.
A few seconds passed and a hand pushed through the huge mass of rubble that was once a bed.
Sasori sighed inwardly; outwardly he yanked Miyuki out of the rubble roughly.
Miyuki coughed when she was finally free of her overburden.
"Miyuki, the old man gave us instructions on how to find Tobi. Apparently, we have to go through what he calls 'Levels'." Sasori informed Miyuki as soon as she finished her coughing spree.
Miyuki looked at Sasori then her attention snapped towards the 'putrid' blonde; her grey eyes squinted with anger.
"You!" she flared in anger. "You are the most...the most..." Miyuki stopped to think; tapping her singers across her pursed lips.
"Sordid." Sasori commented from across the room.
Miyuki shook her head in agreement, "The most sordid person I've ever met!"
Deidara snickered, "Define sordid!"
"W-Well it's...uh...Well, to put things quite frankly, since you're not as nearly as intelligent as I, it means that you're a squalid little rascal!" Miyuki defined.
"HA!" Deidara snorted. "That's not even close! Is it, Sasori?"
"It's correct." Sasori informed them.
Miyuki and Deidara bellowed in union, "It is?"
Sasori merely nodded.
"You see, Deidara, I'm not as dense in the head as you!" Miyuki said in triumph.
"You weren't even sure if it was correct!" Deidara sneered not backing down.
"Yes I was!" Miyuki screamed.
"No you weren't!" Deidara screamed back.
"Shut up!" Sasori yelled.
Miyuki and Deidara shut up at that instant for Sasori never yelled.
"Deidara, go downstairs and get our breakfast." He turned to Miyuki, "You stay here, that 'task' that you promised is to be fulfilled now."
Deidara sulked out of the room grumbling whilst Miyuki gulped.
"Lock the door." He informed Miyuki as he made his way towards his bed.
Miyuki slowly walked to the door and locked it at an even slower pace; she leaned against the now locked door, a bit scared.
"Come here." he said, he was now sitting on his bed.
Miyuki, like before, made her way towards Sasori at a very, very slow pace.
"Could you go any slower?" he resisted the urge to hit the girl.
"Yeah, I could go slower..." Miyuki mumbled under her breath.
"What was that?"
"I said, I have to go shower." She rephrased quickly.
"You smell fine, Miyuki."
Miyuki finally reached Sasori's bed. Sasori handed her a bottle of what seemed to contain some kind of wax. Miyuki stared at it as Sasori stripped off his Akatsuki cloak.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Sasori, I don't know you that well!" Miyuki shrieked.
"You just need to wax my back, baka." he turned and lay on his stomach so she could wax his back.
"O-Ok..." Miyuki mumbled, still a little freaked out.
She dipped a hand into the wax-like thing and proceeded to 'wax' Sasori's back.
"So...why do you wax your back?" she asked whilst massaging the wax onto his wooden back.
"Because...I-I need to keep my body looking as though-oh...- as though I'm real. It also keeps termites from devouring me." Sasori explained through, what seemed to Miyuki, as...pleasurable groans.
Miyuki's eyes squinted into slits. "Reeeaaallly?" she drawled out.
"Yeeeeaaah!" Sasori started out in his normal voice then went into a high-pitched squeal.
Miyuki stopped massaging his back and looked at him suspiciously.
"Why'd you stop?" Sasori looked at her.
Miyuki shook her head and continued to massage the wax onto his back.
"Go a little lower..." he drawled.
Miyuki obeyed and moved her hands lower.
"Lower..."
And so she did, her hands were on his backside by now. Well, not exactly, he had his boxers on so she skipped his backside and went to his legs.
"Go higher, make sure you get between my legs." Sasori said, his voice sounding just a bit aroused.
Miyuki cocked a brow, "Sasori, I am not going to stick my hands between there!"
"Hey, you lost the game of chess, now do as you're told." He warned her.
Miyuki sighed and dipped her hands into the jar of wax once more; she rubbed it in her palms slowly. She shut her eyes as her hands slowly began its terrifying journey between Sasori's legs. As if God had seen her foreboding tragedy, Deidara popped through the door.
"That old geezer gave me-" Deidara started but stopped when he saw such a horrible scene. "Miyuki, Sasori, what are you two doing?" he screamed successfully killing Miyuki's ears.
"I-It's not what it looks like, Deidara!" Miyuki started. "He-He asked me t-to-" Deidara stopped a stuttering Miyuki.
"I'm sorry that I interrupted your little...whatever you'd call it! I'll just leave so you two can have some privacy!" and with that, Deidara stomped out of the room.
Miyuki chased after him.
"Deidara, listen to me! I-It wasn't as bad as it seemed-" Miyuki's pleading was cut off by Deidara's lips crashing into hers; her eyes widened in surprise.
It took Miyuki some time to figure out what was happening, she just stood there; not moving, frozen. She didn't know whether to kiss him back or shove him off. She did like him, more than she'd wished, mind you, but she didn't want to have any feelings for anyone in the Akatsuki, she was kinda' planning on returning to her village pretty soon.
Their lips parted and a pair of grey eyes met with baby blue ones.
Miyuki immediately turned her gaze to his feet, her cheeks burning a bright red.
Deidara continued to stare at her and she continued to stare at his feet as if it was made of gold.
"I got us breakfast." Deidara broke the silence.
"Oh...thanks..." Miyuki mumbled, her eyes now fixated on the wall to Deidara's immediate left.
"God damn it, Miyuki, look at me!" he snapped.
Miyuki's eyes slowly made their way towards Deidara. As soon as their eyes made contact, she blushed fiercely.
"What I just did should give you some sort of clue that I like you." He stared at her, determined to keep her eyes locked to his.
"I..." just as Miyuki started to reply, Sasori interrupted them.
"We need to complete our assigned tasks." He informed them as if Miyuki hadn't just finished 'waxing' him.
"Fine un." Deidara said and he followed Sasori as he turned and started walking. Miyuki followed closely behind.
As she walked behind Deidara, one thought suddenly flipped through her mind: 'How in heavens name was Sasori feeling pleasured by that wax. He's wooden, right?'
They went into the "metal contraption" (the elevator) and followed the "old geezer" into a room with three doors.
Each door had its own individual colour. The one to the farthest left was a bright purple with a sign written in gold reading: door number one; the door to the farthest right was a dreamy shade of soft blue also with a sign written in gold which read: Door number three, and the door in the middle had a soft blue-violet touch to it.
"Choose your destiny." The old guy said in a deep, creepy voice.
Deidara rolled his eyes, "Like if this is mortal kombat." He muttered under his breath.
"What was that, Scorpion?" the old guy asked.
"The name's Deidara." He said.
"Sub-Zero?"
"No, Dei-da-ra." Deidara pronounced slowly.
The old man cocked his head and asked, "Jax?"
Deidara smacked his forehead...hard...too hard. He stumbled backwards holding a throbbing red handprint that he imprinted on his forehead.
Miyuki snickered, "Serves you right."
Deidara glared...Miyuki stared...
"Ahhh, thinks that little Goku hit his head too hawd." The now officially weird old dude said in an Asian accent.
Deidara smacked his head again, his eyes bulged out of his head. "AAACK!" he screamed.
I'm a HUGE MK fan!
