"Will you quit acting like such a brat?!"
"I'm not a brat, un!"
"Fine, you're just a pain in the ass!"
"Takes one to know one, un!"
Deidara and Sasori were in the living room, fighting. They seemed to be doing that more and more as of late, with the fights lasting longer each time.
"You're an impossible brat," Sasori spat out bitterly as he reached into his pocket and fished out a cigarette and a lighter.
"Hey, you already had a smoke today, un!" Deidara scolded, snatching the cig away and tossing it onto the ground before crushing it under his heel.
"Too bad, I need another!" Sasori snapped, already pulling out another and lighting it.
"Then smoke outside, un!"
"Make me!"
"You're a bastard, un!"
"Well you and your damn smoking rules can go to hell!"
"I'm already there, un!"
Sasori gave an exasperated sigh and walked towards the door. "I'm going to Pein's, brat."
"What, can't even stand to be around me anymore, un?" Deidara asked as a bitter laugh escaped his lips.
"Got that right!"
"Then why not just throw me out, un?!"
"Because I prefer having you on hand to torture 24/7."
"Since you're a hateful asshole with nothing better to do, right, un?"
"Will you just shut the hell up?!"
"Make me!" Deidara called, mocking him.
"Say that again, and I just might," Sasori hissed through clenched teeth.
"I'll believe that when I see it, un," Deidara replied with a roll of his eyes.
Sasori was shaking with rage but managed to open the door. "Do us both a favor, brat, and stay the hell out of my sight!"
SLAM
Deidara stared at the door for several minutes before his mind started working again. "So, you want me out of your sight?" he said quietly. "Fine. Consider it done, un."
--
Sasori sighed as he walked up the walkway to his door. He knew the fight had been his fault, so he owed the brat an apology, much as he hated to admit it. He opened the door, prepared to hear the blonde scold him for being out so late. Hearing nothing, he assumed it was safe to enter the house. "Deidara, I'm so-" he stopped and looked around. No sign of the blonde.
Sasori began walking down the hall, listening for sounds of the artist. There was no way he was repeating his apology, so he was going to find Deidara before he said a word. He frowned as he checked the bathroom, then his bedroom, then the kitchen. No Deidara anywhere.
He flopped down into the chair in the kitchen and rubbed his temples. Great. His worst nightmare was out and about. "Probably went to get pizza or something," he muttered under his breath, when something caught his eye. Or rather, something didn't.
Deidara's "art" had ended up in the clothes dryer a few weeks back, and the resulting explosion completely destroyed it. It had been one of the few things they'd fought over with a good reason for lately, and because of that the clothing had had to be strung through the kitchen on a clothesline, dripping dry.
What had caught the Akasuna's attention was the fact that everything that Deidara had hung up to dry was gone.
"Wait a minute…" he rose to his feet and walked into the living room. He looked around and saw that Deidara's bag and explosives were gone. Panic setting in, he hurriedly walked to his room, looking around. No trace of the blonde.
Deidara was gone.
He grabbed the doorframe with one hand, body trembling. "Dammit…" he turned and ran down the hall, grabbing his keys and helmet. "DAMMIT!"
--
Deidara tossed his bags into the corner of the art room, stretching as he sank down to the floor. "Danna needs a few days away from me, un." He frowned as he looked over his things. "I shouldn't have brought everything, but knowing Sasori, he'd have burned anything I left behind, un."
CRAAAAAAAAAAAACK
Deidara looked out the window. "Great, it's gonna be storming all night, un. And I still have to get dinner." He resigned himself to a soggy fate and left the art room, intent on getting dinner.
--
Sasori sped down the road, cursing the weather under his breath. "Damn, I can't see anything! Deidara, where the hell did you go?" He slowed down just enough to turn the corner, the rain obscuring his vision.
Maybe it was because of the wet weather. Maybe it was his own fault for being distracted. Maybe it was the other driver's fault for driving when he was sleepy. But whatever the reason, Sasori didn't notice the semi truck until it was almost on top of him. "SHIT!" The redhead swerved to avoid the vehicle, feeling it rush by him. The pavement and sharp turn were still enough to throw him off, though. Sasori's eyes widened as his bike began swerving out of control, before giving out and sending them both flying across the pavement.
--
Deidara grumbled a complaint about the weather under his breath, wishing it would hurry up and clear up. He'd had to walk down to the supermarket, only to find out they were closed, leaving him stranded in the cold with no food. As he walked back to the old school, his attention fell on a crowd of people, gathered around an area of the street up ahead. There were flashing lights, and when he got closer, he realized they were ambulance lights. "It's horrible weather for driving, un," he thought. Curious, he walked up to a man and tapped his shoulder. "What happened, un?"
"Some idiot ran a biker off the road," he answered, eyes glued to the scene before him. He suddenly started and pointed. "Look! They got him!"
Deidara looked to where the man was pointing and stopped breathing.
It was Sasori, eyes shut and arm bent at an impossible angle on a stretcher. "DANNA!"
Deidara burst through the crowd and ran up to the paramedics, only to be held back by a police officer. "Ma'am, I need for you to stay back."
"You don't understand, I need to go with him, un!" Deidara cried, pulling at the officer's grip on him. "Sasori danna!"
"Hey, wait a sec." Another officer walked over. "Danna means husband, right?" His gaze fell on the blonde. "Miss, are you two married?"
Deidara didn't even hesitate. "Yes, un."
"Let her on." The officer released Deidara and allowed the blonde to lunge forward and jump into the back of the emergency vehicle, before it took off for the hospital.
--
"Mmmm…" Sasori scrunched up his face and slowly opened his eyes, waiting for the world to come into focus. A steady beeping was starting to bug him, but he pushed that aside for the moment.
"Finally awake, un?"
He turned to the side and saw Deidara sitting beside him, looking haggard but happy. The Akasuna tried to sit up, only to feel a sharp pain in his side and hear the beeping speed up. "Lie down, un," Deidara ordered quietly, pushing down on Sasori's shoulder.
"What happened, Dei?"
"You crashed on the road, un. You're lucky, there's no internal damage, but you broke your right arm and leg and cracked a few ribs too, un."
"So I'm in a hospital?"
"Yeah, they just want you here for a little while to make sure everything's ok, un." Deidara's gaze dropped to the floor. "Oh, and in order to get in here, I told them we were married, un."
"What?!"
"Calm down, un!" Deidara demanded, eyes looking nervously at the beeping heart monitor as he spoke. "If you get too stressed out, I have to leave!" Deidara's voice became soft and quiet. "Danna, why were you out on the road, un?"
"I was looking for you."
"Why, un?"
"Because I wanted to say I'm sorry. That, and I didn't want you to leave."
"…"
"Deidara, if you don't-"
"I hate you."
Sasori started. "What?"
"I hate you, un," Deidara muttered, hands clenched into fists. "I HATE YOU, DANNA!"
Deidara bolted out of the room stopped in the hallway and leaned heavily against a wall, tears coming down his cheeks. "He acts like I'm shit, then apologizes, then yells at me, then acts like he cares about me….damn him for screwing around with my head, un!" The blonde heard and erratic beeping and peered back into the room, eyes widening as he saw Sasori try and get out of the bed. "Danna, I said don't move, un!" Deidara cried, rushing to the red head's good side and pushing him back down.
Sasori took the chance and grabbed Deidara to pull the blonde down onto the bed. "All right, what did I do wrong this time Dei?" Sasori asked.
"Nothing, un!" Deidara yelled, squirming in Sasori's grasp.
"Then why did you yell?"
"Ok, you did everything wrong, un!"
"Then why did you come back, brat?"
Deidara looked up at Sasori, eyes flashing. "THAT is what you did, un! You act like I matter, then you turn around and stab me for no good reason, un!" He tried to push out of Sasori's grasp, wondering why a doctor or nurse hadn't come around yet from all the noise.
"Deidara, please calm down. You're getting yourself worked up over nothing."
"No I'm not!" the bomber screamed. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you-"
Sasori grabbed Deidara by the back of his neck and crashed their lips together, holding the blonde in place until he stopped squirming and had calmed down a little. "Now listen," Sasori said in a soothing voice to keep Deidara calm. "You don't hate me. You're just pissed as all hell. And knowing you, you're just going to take off and stay in that old school, right?"
"No, un," Deidara answered, lying through his teeth.
"Deidara, just go home." He sighed and kissed the blonde's forehead. "You'll freeze to death in that rundown building, and like it or not, I am worried about that happening to you." Sasori gently pulled the blonde down, wincing as Deidara's arm accidentally reached across his body and brushed his cracked ribs. "I wish I could figure out what I'm supposed to do around you, Deidara," he murmured, his fingers fondly going through the blonde's hair.
"Don't scare me like that, un," Deidara ordered, fingers grasping the fabric of Sasori's shirt. "I almost had a heart attack, un."
"Sorry about that," Sasori replied, arm sliding down the blonde's body and wrapping around his waist. Deidara mumbled something into Sasori's chest, and the redhead shut his eyes as he was forgiven.
--
"Miss, are you still here?" A nurse poked her head into the Akasuna's room. "Miss, visiting hours are over…" she stopped and smiled.
The blonde was lying against the red head, with one of the Akasuna's arms wrapped protectively around their slim frame. Both teens were sound asleep.
The nurse silently crept to the storage closet and pulled out a blanket, and then draped it over the two of them. "I'll get her tomorrow morning, before the others arrive…" Smiling to herself, she left the two to sleep in peace.