Oh Canada…

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Hinata yawned loudly, leaning against the windowsill, waiting for Deidara to stop by. She closed her eyes for a little bit, not noticing the sound of her window being opened.

"Sleepy, are we?"

She jumped a bit, almost tipping herself over. He caught her, chuckling softly. "Sorry to scare you. Are you alright?" he pulled her into a hug and kissed her head. "What are we doing tonight?" he sat her down on the bed. "I don't know. I just like having you around." She kept her arms around him even when he stayed standing. "I like being around you too." He kissed her head and they shared a comfortable silence.

"Deidara-san…" Hinata started after a moment of thought. "Hm?" by now he was absently stroking her hair, his eyes closed. "W… Would you rather I call you… 'Deidara-sama'?" Deidara stayed silent for a while. "I wouldn't mind it, but you may call me whatever you like." He said, just above a whisper. "Does it hurt to think about her?" Hinata asked curiously. "If it did, I wouldn't be here with you right now." More silence.

Suddenly, a knock at the door.

"Hinata? Can I come in?" it was Neji.

Hinata and Deidara immediately broke apart. Deidara headed for the window and Hinata scrambled to get back into her bed. The door was opening, and Deidara was just opening the window. Neji entered the room.

"Are you alright? I thought I heard something up here." Neji walked over and sat next to Hinata on her bed. She nodded. "I'm fine. I think you're just hearing things." Hinata risked a glance at the window. He was gone. Disappointment fell upon her. "I'm kinda sleepy, Dad. Can I go to bed?" she asked softly. Neji nodded, kissing her cheek as a good-night. "Good night, Hinata." He said, standing up. "G'night, Dad." Hinata returned his small smile and snuggled down into her sheets. She couldn't believe her father scared away her date for the night.

"Is he gone?" a low husky murmur asked, almost scaring her. The quiet answered the voice's question, and cold strong arms wrapped around her. Hinata sighed in relief, putting a hand on the arm. "Deidara-san…" Deidara snuggled closer to her, holding her hand.

"Hey, I was thinking…" he started in a low murmur. "You should come over to my house sometime. Soon." Hinata smiled. "Uh huh. Anytime." He kissed the side of her head. "I need to show you a few things." Hinata nodded lazily, feeling sleepy. She yawned. He chuckled. "Sleep. I've been keeping you up too much." He whispered. She was already asleep, and they stayed like that for the rest of the night.

--

"You're taking her to our house?" Sasori asked, angry and annoyed. Deidara nodded. "What the hell's wrong with you?" they were discussing it over a useless cup of hot chocolate and Hershey bars. Deidara ate them, though.

"Come on, why can't she?" Deidara asked. Sasori scoffed. "Give me a good reason why she should come here." He demanded, glaring. There was a pause, and then Deidara said, "Well, I think you want to see her as much as I wanted to find her." Sasori didn't deny this, even though it hurt his pride. The statement was too true to be false in his eyes.

"Does that mean… you're fine with it?" Deidara asked, hopefully. "Five minutes. That's all I'm giving her." Sasori sulked, folding his arms over his chest. "You're the best, Sasori." Deidara teased, grinning. "Hmph."

-:-

Hinata giggled, clinging to Deidara tightly as they drove down the driveway.

"Now, Hinata, this visit is very important to me. Please take this as seriously as you can." Deidara chuckled, kissing her head. "I'm partly serious about that, though. This is important." Hinata nodded, grinning.

They walked into the house. Sasori was nowhere to be seen. "Strange… I thought he'd be prowling in the living room somewhere." Deidara muttered to himself, offering Hinata a seat on the couch. He went around a little to look for Sasori.

"'Sori? Where are you, man? Hinata-san's here." He called down the hall. There was a mumbling noise and then the door to his room opened. "Yeah, yeah." he grumbled, scratching the back of his head. They headed to the living room and sat down. Hinata smiled at him. He grimaced.

"Hi. My name's Hinata Hyuga! Nice to meet you!" Hinata extended her hand. He didn't respond. "Sasori, quit sulking. Come on." Deidara scolded lightly. Sasori sighed, shaking Hinata's hand once. Hinata studied him for a little, coming to a small realization. "H-Hey! Wait a minute, you were that one vampire who…" she trailed off. Sasori took a good look at Hinata as well, his eyes widening a bit. "Oh yeah. I should've taken care of you when I had the chance." He glared at her to make it seem that he was angry, but in truth, he was happy to see her.

Hinata shrunk down in the seat. "Sasori." Deidara said his name sternly. Another scoff.

"D-Deidara-san… can I use your bathroom?" Hinata asked softly. "Of course you can. It's over there down the hall." She stood up and left the two alone.

The second the door closed, Sasori started moving towards Deidara. "You are such a brat, huh?" He crawled on top of him and kissed him fully on the lips. Deidara pushed him off. "Stop that. Now." He sighed, keeping Sasori at arm's length. "You stop that! Gosh, just let me kiss you for a little while she's gone…" he leaned down to kiss Deidara again, but was pushed away.

"Sasori. Why are you doing this?" Sasori ignored him, looking up to find Hinata coming back.

"Oh come on, Deidara. You know you love me." A forceful kiss and a poor girl falling witness to such an event. They didn't stop, and the kiss lasted for well over a minute. When he finally pulled away, Deidara turned to find Hinata staring in disbelief at him.

"Ah- Hinata-san… I-I can explain – I really can, just-"

"Go away, little girl. This man is all mine. He just likes you because you look the same." Sasori wrapped his arm around Deidara's neck and giving Hinata a haughty look. Tears rolled down her cheek and she took a step back. "Hinata-san… No… wait…" Deidara knew it was useless to try and talk. She was already devastated beyond recognition. She stared at him with pained eyes and Sasori chuckled a bit. He was hitting her where it hurt.

When she found the strength, Hinata began walking out the door. Deidara began to follow her, but Sasori pinned him to the couch. "You don't need her…" he murmured. The door slammed closed, and with his free hand Deidara reached out to the girl walking away.

"Yes I do."

-:-

She broke down just outside the gate to his house. It was late at night, and she settled herself under the light of a streetlamp. She cried and cried until it was reduced to soft sobbing and hiccups. Then she hugged herself to calm herself. She never really did; she sat there in the cold for nearly an hour.

Deidara shoved Sasori off of him and ran for the door. "I have to apologize." He muttered to himself. The voice of the man behind him made him stop.

"What will talking to her do? She won't listen." Sasori said casually to him from the couch. "Let her go. I mean, it's true, right? She just looks like her. That's what really brought you to her." He stared blankly at the wall in front of him. Deidara gripped the doorknob, making dents where his fingertips were. "Think about it, have you even said 'I love you' to her? Really all you guys do is sleep in the same bed and kiss. 'Friends with Benefits' is what I think they call you."

The doorknob fell and rolled on the floor.

"You're wrong. She's different. So different." Deidara threw the door open and stormed outside, running until he found her crumpled over on the street.

Hinata saw him, back to marveling at his familiar beauty. Then it hit her that he was coming for her and began running. After a few minutes she realized that he could catch up to her in a second, but her legs wouldn't stop or slow down.

"H-Hinata-san…!" he called from behind her. She made a sharp turn to her left, into the small park. Deidara didn't speed up to catch her. He was contemplating over giving her the space she probably needed or holding her close and apologizing heartily. He could do each in a second. He chose the latter.

"Hinata-san, wait!" He sped up and immediately caught up to her, wrapping his arms around her. She struggled weakly to get away from him and cried even more. He didn't know a human could produce so many tears at once. It hurt to know that he was the cause for it.

"Deidara-san, Leave me alone!!" she screamed, going limp in his arms. He held onto her tighter. "Hinata-san. Please, listen to me." He whispered softly. She calmed down a bit, breathing a little easier than before.

"…Is it true…?" she asked softly. "Do you only… love me because I look like… because I only look like the old Hinata…?" she whipped around in his arms and looked him in the eye. "Do you really love me, Deidara-san?" It broke his heart to see her like this. She pushed away from him, and he let her go. "Come back when you have an honest answer." She murmured, walking past him and towards the gates of the park. Deidara watched her until she was just outside the gates, gripping his hands tightly.

"Hinata-san… I love you." The wind carried the soft whisper to her, and she stopped.

"Hinata-san… I really, truly love you." He fully faced her, taking a step forward. "Please. Let me… Let me explain." He pleaded, his voice cracking. Hinata gripped the metal of the gate, using all the power she had not to turn around and fall into his arms. She didn't have that long to decide; he ran up to her and pulled her to him.

"Hinata-san… Hinata-san…" he whispered her name over and over again, begging her to stay. How could she refuse him? She loved him more than she should. He loved her… why did he love her? The words of that red-headed man, Sasori, vibrated in her head again.

He just likes you because you look the same.

Hinata took a deep breath.

Deidara stopped reciting her name.

She walked out of his arms and down the street to her house.

He just watched.

-:-

Sitting in front of the mirror, she cried. Her window was locked, curtains closed.

Hinata-san…

The voice from her mirror spoke softly, as if the quietest of noises would break the girl.

What Sasori-sama was doing… He… It's complicated. She explained. Hinata shook her head.

Sasori-sama loves Deidara-sama very much. He gets possessive of him a lot. He doesn't want anyone else to take him away.

Hinata stopped sobbing to think. "I shouldn't love Deidara-san anyway… I mean, I was just making him feel better by pretending I was you for a while…"

He said he loved you back at the park.

She stayed silent. "He was probably saying that to you. He only sees you through me anyway…"

You said you loved him.

"I… I don't want to love him anymore."

It's okay to love him, Hinata-san.

There was a sudden tapping on her window. Hinata stood up to see who it was. Deidara was standing there on a branch, gripping the sides of the window to keep balance. He looked torn up inside. Hurting. He tapped the window again, asking for entry. Hinata shook her head and closed the curtains again, crawling into bed.

--

Deidara sighed, pressing his head against the glass of the window. Through a crack in the curtains he could see her, and those tears she shed not too long ago were pouring out again. Pain pulsed through him and he turned away. His lack of experience didn't help him in his disability to make things better.

He decided to wait until morning to get into action. He walked further down the branch and sat, leaning on the trunk. He stared at the window until he found that he couldn't, and relaxed against the tree.

--

Hinata woke up. She didn't feel like doing anything today. All that crying last night… it made her tired beyond belief.

She got out of bed and stretched, then shivered at the cold. She thought the window was open (despite the fact she knew she closed it last night) and moved to close it. The curtains were opened, and in her view was a familiar vampire sitting, bored, outside on her tree. He noticed her and moved to stand up, but she quickly retreated, a bright blush on her face.

Deidara's shoulders slumped, and he sat back down and leaned on the trunk again. Hinata-san… He decided to be bold. He walked up to the window and knocked twice. He knew she was there. "H…Hinata-san. Please." He pleaded aloud.

Hinata clenched her fists, trying hard to resist him. Somehow, she did. He jumped down from the tree and left. She waited a long time before checking to see if he was there.

He wasn't.

-:-

It was late afternoon, and Hinata was taking a walk to clear her head. Little did she know, however, that she was walking in the direction of Deidara's house. It was only a few blocks down, and she was walking down that same street. Pretty soon it was down the same walkway, about to knock on the same door…

It opened by itself. Deidara stood in the doorway, shocked, surprised, the like.

Suddenly, she had a purpose in coming here. A purpose in subconsciously walking to Deidara-san's house and knocking on his door. A reason for him to walk with her to the park.

She grabbed his hand, pulling him down the street. He followed wordlessly; just happy to see her again.

"Deidara… sama."

Now, what was that supposed to mean?

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It snowed~!

It snowed~!

Ahh, it's cold. O.o

Har har.