Its a bad chapter. Sue me.

Ironic

Chapter 12

Gaara walked into the kitchen to find Deidara slumped over the kitchen table with Sasori once again cooking pancakes. 'He's defiantly getting a cookbook for Christmas.' Gaara decided taking his place at the table.

"Mornin' Gaara," Sasori said handing him his plate. "Wake up Deidara!" Sasori snapped dropping the plate on the table loudly in front of Deidara's head.

Deidara jerked and put his head into his hands moaning. "Sasori you jackass, un!"

"Language Deidara!"

"Fuck you, un." Deidara moaned pulling the grey beanie hat he was wearing to cover his eyes.

Gaara snorted trying to hold back his laughter at the pair in front of him.

Sasori gave his a look. "You came home rather late last night."

"I-"

"You were out late with… Neji, un?!" Deidara said perking up slightly.

"Yeah-"

"Who's Neji?" Sasori asked.

"Gaara's maybe more than friend, un." Deidara said before Gaara could open his mouth. "Really Sasori, you should pay more attention to Gaara-kun, un."

"Boyfriend?" Sasori asked Gaara, ignoring Deidara's last comment.

"No!"

"Are you having sex with him?"

"NO!"

Deidara grabbed his head, "Not so loud, un!" he moaned. "Gaara isn't a slut Sasori, un!"

Before anybody could say another word there was a knock at the door.

"I'm going back to bed, un." Deidara said stumbling out of the room.

"Don't drink so much next time." Sasori snapped walking to the door.

Sasori felt bad for Deidara, he really did. He had too much on his mind to show his feeling. He needed to figure things out for himself before he could feel bad for Deidara. Sasori couldn't understand why he had reacted so badly to Tobi being around Deidara. He had never been jealous of Deidara being with Tobi before, so why was it a problem now?

Sasori opened the door to find Sasuke Uchiha little brother to Itachi standing there. "Sasuke?"

"Sasori, right?"

"Yeah."

"Gaara home?"

"You know Gaara?"

"Mutual friends."

"Ah, come on it." Sasori led the mini-Itachi into the kitchen and left him with Gaara to go check on Deidara.

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"What are you doing here?" Gaara asked as Sasuke hopped onto the kitchen counter.

Sasuke shrugged. "Neji sent me."

"Then leave," Gaara said standing. "I don't care about what Neji says."

"That's not very nice," Sasuke said hopping off the counter to stand in front of Gaara. "Neji says he sorry and blah, blah, blah… you know, the usual."

"Whatever."

Sasuke laughed. "You know what? I like you, you're an okay person. Not many people like you around here. Did you know you're the first to turn him down? If that is what I think happened?"

"What about Haku?"

"Haku?" Sasuke asked. "Neji never liked Haku. Where do you think all the rumors came from?"

"Neji did all those?"

"Not all, but a good proportion."

"Somehow I don't think Neji would appreciate you telling me all this."

Sasuke shrugged again. "I'm not Neji's bitch. I have to go; my brother was expecting me home last night."

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"Who was at the door, un?"

"Sasuke." Sasori said handing Deidara a glass of water.

Once Deidara had drunk half the glassed he asked. "As in Itachi's little brother, un?"

"Yep." Sasori said toeing off his shoes.

"Is everything alright, un?"

"Yeah, he just wanted to see Gaara." Sasori sighed and lay down beside Deidara.

"Wouldn't that be nice, un? Gaara and Sasuke being friends, un!"

"It would be interesting."

When Sasori woke up it was dark outside the windows. He rolled over to find that Deidara wasn't in their bed. Sasori rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen to find Deidara sitting at the table with a steaming cup of coffee in his hands.

"We need to talk Sasori, un." Deidara said not really looking at Sasori.

"Talk away." Sasori yawned pouring himself some coffee.

Deidara waited until Sasori sat down across from him to begin speaking. "Things have got to change Sasori, un."

"Where's Gaara?"

"Out with friends at a poetry thing, un. Do you understand-"

"You don't even know where he is?" Sasori was dodging the situation.

"Sasori, I know exactly where he is, un. I love you Sasori but-"

"I love you too."

"NO!" Deidara said forcefully. "That's the problem, un! You don't love me anymore!"

"I do love you."

"Sasori, love isn't cheating on me, un, it isn't ignoring me, or not having time for me! How is it love when your sharing what we used to have with someone else, un!?"

"That doesn't have anything to do with you." Sasori said bringing his cup to his lips to keep his hands busy.

Deidara stood so quickly Sasori didn't even notice until Deidara had slapped the cup out of his hands. The cup shattered when it hit the floor, the contents going everywhere.

"It doesn't have anything to do with me, un?!" Deidara yelled at the shocked Sasori. "You think it doesn't have anything to do with me when you come into OUR home smelling like a French whore house?!"

"It's not you Deidara-"

"Oh, I KNOW it's not me, un! You want to know how I know?!" Deidara yelled as Sasori refused to make eye contact. "Because I spent MONTHS trying to change MY self! Trying to fix what I had done wrong!" Deidara broke off and continued quieter. "I spent months trying to understand what I did, un. Wondering if I was too fat, un, if you were ashamed of me, un." Deidara had tears falling down his face. Sasori got to his feet and embraced Deidara, letting the small blonde cry into his chest. They stayed in this position of a few minutes while Deidara cried and Sasori stroked his hair.

Deidara pushed away from Sasori's chest. "No Sasori, un."

"What?"

Deidara wiped the tears off his face with the back of his hand. "I'm leaving, un."

"Gaara can I use your toilet I really gotta take a piss!" Naruto said hoping around the elevator. "Believe it!"

"I believe you, Naruto." Gaara and Lee laughed at the blonde. "It's apartment 4B." Gaara said as the elevator doors opened. Naruto instantly shot out of the elevator and ran down the hallway.

"So do you enjoy living here?" Lee asked politely as he and Gaara slowly, but relaxed, made their way down the hall.

"It's a lot different than Suna." Gaara said. "It rains here more and it's colder. You moved here too right?"

"Yes." Lee nodded. "I got a scholarship so I live with one of the coaches."

"What about you fam-"

"Gaara?" Naruto said coming back into the hallway. "There is some guy laying in the kitchen talking to himself. I think he might be drunk."

"Sasori?" Gaara called cautiously walking into the apartment with Lee and Naruto following closely behind him.

"'Dara?" Sasori mumbled from the floor beside the open refrigerator. There were empty beer bottles surrounding Sasori and the opposite wall had broken shards from bottles that had been thrown against the wall.

"No, Gaara."

Sasori only grunted and took another swig of his beer.

"Gaara, he's wasted." Naruto said. "I-I could call Iruka, he might be able to… help him."

"No, I'll just put him in the bed and clean all this mess up." Gaara said looking over the trashed kitchen. "You guy can go on home."

"You can't stay here by yourself, Gaara; he's drunk; he isn't in his right mind!" Naruto said. "Look, just let me call Iruka, he's cool, he won't say anything to anyone."

"He's right Gaara," Lee agreed. "Iruka will know what to do."

Gaara sighed. "Alright. I'm going to look for Deidara."

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"Alright," Iruka said hoisting Sasori up. "Up we go."

Sasori let out a pathetic moan.

"Whoa, whoa, are you going to puke?" Iruka said steadying himself and Sasori.

"Nuh." Sasori mumbled.

"Right. Gaara, take his other side, he's heavier than he looks!" Iruka said as Sasori continued to mumble incoherently. Gaara took Sasori's left side and helped Iruka take Sasori to his bedroom and put him is his bed.

"He'll be okay in the morning," Iruka assured. Gaara nodded. "Do you know why he got drunk?" Gaara shook his head no.

"Well I guess we better make sure Naruto and Lee haven't made a bigger mess."

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