DISCLAIMER: *Yawns* I guess if I have to say it so you all will be pleased, I don't own Naruto or anything 'cept the plot and OC's.
A/N: I made the tennis team! Its only JV but I'm only a freshman so I'm glad I just made the team. But now that I have made it and I'm secure in band, I can relax a little and type some more, does that make you guys a little happy? Or maybe your just happy I'm not going to be whining as much, either way, I can slow down and type more chapters that are maybe a little bit longer, that all sound good?
But I think you guys are going to love this chapter. I put so much work into it that I would be shattered if I found even one mistake I missed in editing (which i probably will later because I'm an idiot like that)... I put every bit of detail and emotion I could pour into one single chapter that I want just fall into it all. I love writing so much and this is one of the rare moments that I find something I am truly proud of creating that I actually didn't go half assed on. So I hope with all of my very irritable heart that all of you guys like this chapter!
*sighs and hugs the first random person I see* Damn… I'm in the mood for a giant ten thousand calorie fattening cinnamon roll… Better go make some and then drown it in icing! And maybe I'll share the rest…
From your very hungry and Super Mario addict author-!
Teiden~
DAY 11 - THURSDAY - 10:52 P.M.
Deidara changed his clothes to something of Sasori's, a simple pair of pants and button down shirt. They had dropped their bags of clothes when running, so the blonde could not wear his new skinny jeans that he had liked so much. Cherry even agreed that it didn't seem his style to wear such clothes like the ones he was wearing now. But his clothes were the least of they worries. Even from the top floor they could hear the mixture of police voices along with Nana Ha, Nana Gem and Clouw who were stalling as long as they could. But even still, with the shouts and accusations at full blast, the blonde could still pick out Brie's high voice from anywhere. It was like sharp nails on a chalk board as she screeched out his name from below, all the while causing both the artists to become irritable.
"Come on, its gonna take us a long time to get there and the police will figure it out eventually, so lets get moving… But follow me quickly." Cherry swiftly took the two of them down onto the second level and to her own apartment. As soon as she opened the door, Meme popped up with her pigtails down and with two large black hooded cloaks in hand.
"It started to rain again, so you'll have to share one of these, cause me and Meme will be taking this one." Cherry tossed one of the black cloaks to Sasori and then swung the other one around her shoulders to pick up the little girl in her arms.
"We have to share?" Sasori raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, they're pretty big so you'll both fit. But someone will have to officially wear it and then cover the other person up. It may get pretty tight when we go through the allies, so be prepared for that. But I guess the both of you will have to live through his dreadful night."
The artists both nodded to her words; all the same wondering if they could manage themselves.
"Good, now lets go."
Cherry started ahead as Sasori slung the cloak around his own shoulders, surprised that the brat didn't question him for being the one to wear it. But Deidara followed loyally behind him, not uttering a word as they went down the stairs and carefully out the lobby and into the kitchen to head out the door into the now pouring sky; the rain would deffinitely cause problems. The girl in front of them nodded her head and stepped off the safety of the small stoop with her hood now up and Meme in her arms; turning left down the narrow dark path behind the buildings. The redhead followed in these actions, putting up his own hood and grabbing the edge of the cloak to cover Deidara as he moved closer under the cloth shield.
Cherry had been right when she said it was going to be a tight squeezed at some points, the both of them could barely fit down the medium sized way shoulder to shoulder. And with the rain coming down harder and harder with lightning and thunder right above them, Deidara felt as if he would trip at any second. And for some reason, the blonde also felt as if he would fall asleep while walking, even though he had taken a small nap after they had run away the police the first time. Still, for some reason, he was still tired.
Then came their first turn. It was a snug squeeze for Cherry to move down the straight tight space, so there was no way the both of them were going to fit down that way. So they waited for the girl to get to the other end so they could figure something out, nothing really coming to mind as a solution. Finally when she turned around to see if they had not followed her, she sighed and cupped her free hand over her mouth; she didn't dare set Meme down on inch high water that was still rising with the continuous rain.
"Turn sideways and hold on to each other and just slide though as best as you can." Was all advice she had to give.
They both turned to each other, silent. But, Deidara nodded shyly and turned sideways, the elder mimicking his actions as he wrapped his arms around puppeteer with the other doing the same. Not only was redhead's closeness soothing, but it also seemed careful, so he was surprised when the taller man craned his head over his to block the rain further. And as they started to moved slowly once again, step by step along the close walls, the blonde was thankful for the darkness, because now no one could see his saddening look as his gaze shifted down with a pink blush; his head resting on Sasori's shoulder.
As soon as they were free of the tight spacing of the long walls, the redhead let go of the younger quickly, just incase the other thought it strange that he was holding on tighter than needed. They moved through the rain quietly, trying not to splash and slosh through the rising water. Now with a little more elbow room, it was only inconvenient when they encountered bent trash cans and falling apart boxes that were tipped over. Still they moved, the only significant sound was an occasional sneeze from the smaller girl up ahead that was still in Cherry's arms. Then, after around two hours, they started to go up hill with the rain now coming down harder then ever and the now slippery ground starting to make it difficult to move.
When they were half way up the dark grey path, Deidara tripped on a piece of water lodged cardboard. Expecting to hit the ground with a harsh impact, he closed his eyes tight. But his knees only half buckled and hovered the running water. Noticing his elbow had been jerked up to hold him in place, he opened his eyes and looked up. And he saw Sasori staring down at him with an aloof gaze. The puppeteer pulling him up quickly on his own two feet, Deidara felt like a burden.
"I-I'm sorry Danna, I just slipped is all, un…" He looked down, not able to take the cold eyes.
"Don't apologize brat, we can rest once we get to the top of this hill, Meme is probably down to her limit by now." Sasori started to move again after he spoke, Deidara having a small amount of trouble keeping up.
When they got to the top, they found two large green dumpsters that were closed. Cherry nodded to Sasori and the redhead nodded back. The girl taking action first, she wrapped her cloak around herself completely so it almost looked like she wasn't there, blending in with the dim. But then she squatted slightly and jumped high to land on the dumpster. The way she landed was using the bottom of the cloak as a place to sit on with the rest of it to still use as a shield; Meme was now in her lap with a bright nose and flaming cheeks.
Deidara knew that one of them was going to get wet. There seemed to be no way that the elder could get both of them up there without doing so. But the next couple of actions from his Danna surprised him. Sasori spun the large cloak around the both of them so it was almost like a quick umbrella, then grabbing him by the waist, the redhead jumped up to land in the center of the dumpster with his legs crossed and the blonde sitting in his lap. Not a drop of rain had reached either of them.
"How did you do that?" Deidara looked in wonder as Sasori craned his head yet again to block the rain and cover the both of them up more securely, all the while the elder's arms wrapped around his waist and shut the cloak like a curtain.
"I told you brat, I'm strong."
The blonde couldn't help his mouth as it gapped. Though he couldn't see his Danna's face very well, he could see the relaxed gleam as the redhead closed his eyes, and the smallest smile that ever could be visible showing through to the emotionless exterior of the puppet master. This expression… must have been the rarest thing Deidara had seen from his elder.
"But… Can't we just go down by the side of the dumpster, un? It will block the rain and there is a curb." He spoke loud enough to go over the sound of the rain, but nothing more than that. Then hearing the elder's annoyed sigh, he felt the arms around his waist tighten and the air swoosh around him; he closed his eyes by reflex this time, afraid to feel pain when they landed. But when the ground was reached with a soft thud, he could only feel the redhead's lap once again, they're feet splashing silently in the thin layer of water. And when the other finally arced their head over his smaller figure to block any rain that got past the large trash can yet again; he couldn't help but relax fully in those arms that seemed so protective…
"There, are you happy brat?"
"I guess, I-"
"Shh!"
At first, neither of them weren't sure if the sound last created came from the spray of water off a car, or someone else, because it certainly wasn't them that had created it. But then Sasori remembered that Cherry was with them also. The both of them looking up at the top of the other garbage container where the girl's glare caught their eyes.
"Be quiet!" She whispered harshly. "Meme fell asleep."
The redhead's eyes wandered to the small figure that was wrapped in the other cloak with Cherry, sound asleep.
"You know…" Cherry started to pet Meme's head fondly as she started to reminisce. "The night I found her… it was very similar to this one, almost exactly, actually. Sasori…you know of my past as a cat burglar, right…? Well… I was running from the police when it was raining. I happened to turn down an empty street that was really a dead end. And at that dead end… was a little girl, staring through the fence. Lightning flashed briefly and I saw her face… it was so blank… so sad… I don't know why, but I grabbed her and jumped the fence, the police turning right around the corner, but I was out of sight… When I finally stopped running, I set the girl down and looked at her. She only stared like a soulless doll. She was so pathetic I couldn't look at her. Nothing but bone and ragged hair that twirled and stuck to her thin skin… I took her in, for no real reason I could think of. She would never talk or anything, she only looked off into space like a zombie…"
Cherry gave a bitter smile and tightened her grasp around the small girl that was still asleep. "Then one day, I asked her name and she said 'I don't have one,' and that shocked me so much I couldn't speak for a while… So I finally gave her what seemed to be a much needed hug and said… 'Then I'll give you one. From now on, your name is Meme,' and just like that, I saw the first smile from her. And from then on, I took her everywhere with me." She chuckled. "Not like that was a problem, because she would follow me anywhere. I even gave up stealing and moved in with Nana Gem and Nana Ha and everyone else. She seemed a lot happier there, surrounded with caring people that she could warm up to. We've been there since… And then you came along." She now lowered her head to lock eyes with Sasori, who was holding onto the now sleeping blonde, snoring softly in comfort.
"Did my appearance cause a problem for your life?" The male redhead asked quietly.
"… Nana Gem and Nana Ha only let people live in that building as long as they are trying to hide from a past. So why would a young man with an interest in art suddenly be aloud to live in that little sanctuary that everyone held close…?" Her voice was almost drowned out by the rain, but her narrowed eyes could of said it all.
Sasori did not respond.
"You know… I don't think anyone knows all of your past, Sasori. Not even yourself…"
He did not respond again, because he was now finding that phrase was truer then he wanted to think.
"You were cold, not even caring to show any love to any single person or object. Always at work, or deep in your art. Then I found out… that you really are a soulless doll. With more blood and hate on your shoulders than a demon. All you know is kill and survive… kill and survive… kill and survive… That was it… And then he came along." Her eyes softened as they looked at Deidara, still sound asleep in the puppet master's grasp.
Blinking boredly against the rain drop that fell off his eyelash, he said, "I don't understand your point."
Something then sparked alive in the girl as yelled, "That's the hottest piece of bull shit that I've heard in years Sasori!"
Thunder roared with her voice, as the lightning illuminated her burning eyes. All and all, Sasori was taken back by Cherry's outburst and the power behind it.
"Sasori, you care about that boy more than anything most likely. And out of all the people in this fucked up world… somehow you got put with this boy for a reason. I don't care if you deny it till the Reaper holds his scythe over your head; you care for him. Even now, you subconsciously hold on to him, afraid he might fall away down into the water." She stopped and smirked, waiting to see how he would react.
But the redhead was not phased. He did not twitch nor blink, he only looked at her with his expression blank.
"Tch, of course, when you admit to yourself let alone that boy is something else entirely…" She closed her eyes and moved her head down disapprovingly, but now Sasori thought of something to verbalize.
"When you said 'out of all the people', does that mean you knew Deidara before hand?"
"…"
"Cherry."
"Actually… as it happens… that boy… is my Onee-san's step son, that is also how I knew he is the mayor's son…"
Neither said anything after that. And as both Cherry and Sasori held their most precious objects, whether they knew it or not, neither could even guess how fragile both existences were. They did not know how complex the puzzle was to this plot, and how they were put into play. But they truthfully never could of known. How could they? One of them only listened to their heart, and the other their mind. And for all things to be placed down easily, they needed to know the balance of both voices to their own souls.
But how could they have known…?
A breath taking wind brought the both of them back to reality, the both of them realizing they had been resting long enough.
"We should go…" Cherry had lost her fire, and was now a dull stone as she spoke. But Sasori was used to her mood swings and nodded.
As Cherry started to wake up Meme by goading her with gentle words, the redhead's mind turned more suggestive to that very morning where he had left a new mark on the younger's neck. And now, the thoughts were much less appropriate to his disgust, so he slapped them away and started to shake Deidara by the shoulder.
"Brat, wake up."
"…" The blonde started to curl up tighter in his lap.
"I said wake up brat."
"Un…"
The redhead groan impatiently, but when he was about to try again…
"Sasori."
"Hn?" He looked up to see Cherry standing again in the rain with a tired Meme in her arms.
"I'm going ahead to go around the corner, the next spot is kinda hard to get through under the circumstances and I think I better check it out… And try to be nice to Deidara. He doesn't look to be the type who is fully aware when they first wake up." She then walked off into the rain, turning left about ten meters away, out of sight.
Sasori sighed, annoyed, and decided to go with a different approach. Putting his lips right to the other's ear, he whispered in a smooth but commanding voice:
"Deidara… Wake. Up."
This was when he started to get a reaction from the blonde. Deidara had opened his eyes to small slits, so he could barely see the outstand blue, but Sasori thought he had finally made the other awake because the younger started to shift around in his lap. But before he could realize it, Deidara had turned around to fully straddle his lap and snake his arms around his neck. The redhead officially being to stunned to react, he knew his surface would never show it, but he was conscious of his eyes widening slightly as the blonde's lips brushed past his ear…
"Why, hn~? Are you going to punish me, Sasori no Danna, un~?"
The boy's voice was low and soft. It made the elder want to do unspeakable things to the blonde. Things that should not be even thought of passed through his head in an instance and locked in as an urge. But he was able to hold his composer for a few seconds, which seemed to be long enough for the blonde to suddenly relax and go back to his soft snoring on his shoulder. Shaking off the moment, Sasori concluded that his regular was still asleep but was also dreaming in a sense, the only question being what exactly was Deidara dreaming of… No, he didn't want to know… But he couldn't hold on to himself much longer. Cherry had been right. No matter how much he denied or ignored the facts, it was true he cared for the boy before him to the point he didn't know what to do… It had been such a long time since he had cared about something other than his own survival, but now it almost seemed he was addicted to Deidara's own humanity.
And what a satisfaction it would be to taste it…
"Brat, this is your last chance to wake up before I do something drastic."
He smirked as a single minuet passed, Deidara not moving an inch.
His self control timer was up, his body acting on it's own. He spun the cloak around them and pushed the younger against the brick wall, the black waterproof cloth protecting the other from the soaked stone. This movement already had made Deidara's eyes open wide, but neither were prepared for the next action Sasori took. Moving slowly so the blonde would have time to react if wanted and push him away, as it was sinful what he was about to do, he pressed his lips to the younger's. And for the first time in the longest line of eternity, he gave into the melody of his own emotions he had lock away years ago, now figuring Deidara had the key…
The blonde was on the verge of tears when he felt those lips move against his. Not the hollowness or likeness showed in his heart at that one moment. No. He was feeling something totally new. The feeling of blissful happiness that was bright and lifting. It was such an overwhelming vibration, that he started to go beyond his limits, pushing his lips against his Danna's with everything that had been built up over the years. He let it all fall out. His anger, his hate, his blood lust, his confusion… and now his love. He couldn't help himself, he just let his sense go into the moment and kissed back with anything he could give. Deidara wanted to be engulfed into the rich darkness that was Sasori.
Though both of them were now putting fire into the sinful action of their kiss, they were actually moving their lips slowly, a soft smack between the supple tissues that were swollen. Both of them had moved to a more comfortable position. The blonde now had slid down the wall against the cloak so only the top half of his back was actually touching the wall, but this way, it was easy for Sasori to slide over him and place either leg on the side of his waist. He then wrapped his arms around the elder's neck to twirl his fingers in the blood dyed locks as the other carefully slid their arms under his back to lift him up into hypnotizing intensity.
Sasori had lost his mind. He couldn't stop himself, he didn't even remember to breathe. Though he actually didn't need air, Deidara did. And in forgetting this, he wouldn't let the other's lips leave his. But the younger was making the sweetest sounds, and with no resistance in the slightest. Even if they did this just once, just one single time he could ravish the blonde, then he would use every second to take the other in; both their essence and flaws. Still, there was a limit to those with a soul, and the blonde started to pant and slow their kiss, so the elder allowed them to separate for the other to catch their breath. But he must of over did it, because the blonde fell over to the water risen ground with a splash. Sasori not having time to unlock his arms, he came down onto Deidara who now had a death lock on his neck. Bringing them closer than gravity could pull, he was repeating one single word…
"Sasori… Sasori… Sasori… Sasori…Sasori… Sasori…"
Deidara couldn't think of any other word to say. His back side was now soaking wet and freezing, but he also had his Danna embracing him. If he was asleep and dreaming as he thought he had been, he didn't want to wake up, not ever. The moment was all to perfect, all to heavenly to be real, but he wouldn't give it up. He would keep this in his memory 'til the day he died. And as their legs intertwined and the other's arms stared to pull him up slightly, he couldn't tell if it was the rain or his tears that stained his face now.
"Dei…" Sasori whispered in his ear and then kissed his forehead. He was so happy that he thought he could burst with light like one of his explosions. He was so happy…
"Lets get you off the ground."
The redhead helped him up and he moved without his mind's consent, as if his body was on automatic. But once he did recover from his zoned out space, he noticed that the elder had wrapped the cloak around the both of them once again and was turning around a corner, Cherry's figure off in the distance looking up.
"Oh, so there you both are." She gave them a dull stare and looked back up as they stopped a few feet away. "The problem is with this next move, we have to go up that ladder and then go along the railing that's very low, making it easy to fall…"
"Is there any other way?" The elder asked.
"Yes, but it goes along to close to the road and this is faster. But we're going to move real slow, and you both will have to figure something out, but we have to get a move on." Tightening her grasp on Meme, Cherry grabbed the ladder and started to climb. And when she was about half way up the tall building side, Sasori sighed.
"Get on the third stop and put your hands on the closest step you can manage."
"Un…?"
"Just do it." Deidara's eyes widened at how cold Sasori sounded, and he didn't dare look at the expression the other held, afriad that might be crushed with the terrible truth of reality. So he moved to the ladder, the larger man shadowing him to keep him out of the rain, even though he was already wet. Placing his foot on the second step and then the third, he grabbed the sixth bar to hold onto, finding that it was wet and slippery.
"Do you have a good hold?"
"I guess…"
"Good."
Deidara felt his slightly arched back rub up against something. He could only turn his head slightly, but he could now see Sasori standing on the first step and reaching for the eighth bar. Now understanding what the puppeteer planed to do, he took a test step and moved his left knee up, the redhead doing the same. Then moving his right arm up, Sasori did the same thing again.
"Do you get it?"
"Un!"
"Good, now get moving. I can't move unless you do and these things are hard to hold on to."
The blonde smirked, he didn't even think it was odd to find something in those harsh words encouraging. "Hai, Sasori no Danna."
They moved like an oiled in-sync machine. Deidara moving quickly and Sasori shadowing the movements in fluid strikes. Even in the rain that now pelted the elder's back to the point it stung, they moved all the way up to the top without one slip or fall, Cherry at the top waiting for them. The first thing Sasori noticed when they got to the top was she was right, the thin platform along the side of the building only had a small low railing. It would be easy for any of them to fall at any second. So he found it strange when Deidara spoke.
"We need to link arms. That way if one of us falls, we all fall, un."
"I agree. Come on now Meme, you'll have to walk for a while." Cherry set the girl down as they got set. The eldest girl in front so she could lead the way with Meme holding on to her hand, Sasori holding on to the little gir'ls and Deidara holding onto his. But this time when they moved, they scooted as close to the wall as they could with a death grip on each hand. They weren't exactly facing the rain, but random drops hit them often, even thunder and lightning caught their eyes off in the distance, the only other sound being sirens moving around the city like bees. And most likely, those sirens were the stupid cats, looking for the running mice under the orders of the dog…
"I see it… I see it!" Cherry suddenly became jubilated with an unknown sight, making them slide faster along the wall towards a small metal stair case this time. "Come on!" She grabbed Meme and started to sprint down the slick steps without a second thought.
Sasori couldn't believe the sudden change in the girl; what had she seen? Grabbing Deidara's hand and pulling the blonde along, they also ran down the stairs, their feet clapping against the thin metal that threatened to trip them at any second. When the ground was reached, the redhead had only seen a whip of red hair go around a corner and disappear. It was actually harder to keep up with the over excited girl than expected, even at a dead run. But around three corners and out to an empty street with only one building, Cherry was staring at a five story structure with bright yellow lights coming out of different windows all the way up to the top.
"Time to meet the Kyoko you two!" Cherry ran over to the old door and went in without even knocking, strange noises of yells and cheers of randomness flooding out to the street.
Sasori was not afraid to meet these people, he was probably more skilled than any of them anyway, so he took a step towards the building without a second thought. But Deidara grabbed onto his arm, looking unsure of what they were about to do. But, as new as it was, Sasori found him smiling down gently at the younger…
"Come one brat, they're the ones that want to meet us remember?" He smirked, leading the gaping blonde into the light of the warm build where the Kyoko resided.