Sorry it took so long =.="

(Deidara is 16 and Sasori is 24)

Sasori kept his face impassive as he was told some of the most important news in his life.

"Do you understand, Sasori?" his father, the king, asked dead serious.

Sasori knelt to one knee and bowed his head, since it would be like he was receiving a great honor. "Yes, Father," he answered.

"Good. Three days and the plan will ensue." Sasori nodded and got up from the ground. "That is all. Leave," the king ordered, waving his hand.

Another nod and Sasori left. He had no idea how he was going to tell Deidara and how he would take his reaction, but it was going to happen.

Sasori left the fourth floor and got onto the third to get to his bedroom. He opened his door, not surprised to find the room empty. Deidara was in the fields at the moment since they were, once again, short on workers.

Walking over to his desk, he began looking through the lessons he and Deidara had been through. The blond had began reading more quickly than he expected, even though he didn't want to. Writing wasn't far behind, but Deidara seemed like he didn't want to do any of that either.

Sighing, Sasori ran a hand through his messy hair, his eyes glazed over. If he left without even telling the blond, he would be devastated and if he told him? He would most likely beg him not to go and that would hurt both of them. Sasori leaving his broken love and Deidara seeing his master leave him behind.

Though it wasn't forever. Just a few months.

Sasori stared down at all of his work that Neji set out for him and chuckled. He didn't need a tutor anymore or anymore knowledge, but his father wouldn't stop. Not until he became king.

"Sasori," a sickly sweet voice said, as she opened the door. "What would you like for dinner? I thought it would be special since you'll be leaving soon," Sakura said, her voice ever so smooth.

"I would like to have dinner in my room for the next three nights I am here, thank you," he said, his voice so robotic.

"But your father said you would want a special dinner," the pinkette said, her voice almost breaking.

Sasori sighed and stood up to face the princess, even though she was across the room. "After I come back, we'll have dinner," he said, rubbing his forehead.
"Why not tonight?" she asked, almost crying.

"I will be very busy these next three nights." Sasori was losing his patience very quickly and he was getting very stressed.

"Fine! But when you get back the first night I want to have dinner." Sasori just nodded and Sakura left in a huff.

Sasori sat back down at his desk and pulled at his hair. He just wished the princess would leave him alone! Could she not tell that he didn't even like her in any remote way? Couldn't she tell that he wanted nothing to do with her? She wasn't even aware that he loved someone else and that he was leaving him for a lost cause.

The prince just sat as his desk and read his first novel again. The Forbidden Fruit. They say that the forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest. Neji lied when he said that this book was about a kingdoms life. No, it was a love story between a noble and a slave. In the end, both of them died and there was no happy ending besides that their daughter was an orphan and was barley even surviving and somehow made a living.

Sasori was in the same situation, but he had no idea why it was called the forbidden fruit. What was so forbidden about it? All nobles already knew not to be in a relationship with a slave, so did he, but that didn't stop him from loving every second with his love.

It was so forbidden simply because they thought it was plain logic. He scoffed. There was no logic when it came to life. His whole world was baised around idiotic laws.

Putting down the book, he sighed. This was the one thing he feared. Leaving to go fight in a war that he would probably die in. He didn't want to leave his love alone, knowing no one could save him from the terrible things that happened in that castle.

Frowning, he stood up and walked over to his window. A whole view of the kingdom, the crops, the orchard. He smiled when he saw a certain person in the fields.
Deidara looked up when it felt like he was being watched. He stood up straight and turned around, then looked up. A small smile graced his lips when he saw something red move. He waved a small hello back before he would get yelled at by the guards.

Sasori smiled and sighed before he moved away from the window and fell down onto his soft bed.

"Danna, wake up," a gentle voice whispered and Sasori sat up right away, looking around confused. Deidara giggled, covering up his mouth. "Your hair is all messy, un," he said, fixing the tuffs of hair that were sticking up.

Sasori frowned and grabbed the blond's hands, making the blond's face fall. "What? What's wrong?" he asked again, looking at Sasori's sad face.

"I have to go, love," he said, his voice bland.

"Where to, un?" Deidara asked a small smile on his face.

"To the battle field," Sasori replied, watching his lover's face to gauge his reaction. Not good. Deidara's face fell all the way and tears were pooling at his eyes.
"You mean... You..." he couldn't form the words.

"I have to leave in two nights. Not including this one," Sasori said, still holding his love's hands in his own.

"And you can't do anything about it, un?" Deidara asked, his voice breaking as the tears fell. He hoped that somehow his Danna wouldn't have to go to a battle where he might possibly die.

"I can just leave, and come back," Sasori said, as he cupped the blond's cheek and wiped away some tears with his thumb.

Deidara's eyes were downcast and he could feel the tears falling down his face. "Please... don't go, Danna," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

"I'm so sorry, love, but I have to." Deidara closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Who said you have to, un?" he asked.

"My father. He says I have to experience what war is, what it does and how to fight in it," Sasori explained, bringing the blond's head forward and resting it on his shoulder.

"He's never even been in a war," Deidara said, frowning.

"That's why he thinks I'll be a great king, but I'm not even sure if I want to be one anymore. The older I get, the more I realize that this world is so confusing and the people ruling it think they know what they're doing is so right, when it makes no sense. Just like this war."

Deidara didn't say anything as he let the tears fall, staining his Danna's white shirt.

Sasori had no idea how long they were sitting there, but he guessed awhile since a servant knocked on the door and said it was dinner time.

"We have to get up, Deidara," Sasori said, slightly nudging the blond, finding that he fell asleep. Sasori sighed and lied him down onto the bed, covering him up with the blanket. His face was covered in tear stains, but his breathing was calm.

Sasori leaned down and kissed his cheek before leaving the room. Just to get the pinkette off his back, he'd have dinner with her.

-Dinner-

"I knew you would change your mind, Sasori," Sakura said, smiling.

The redhead sighed and poked at his salad. "I found out that I don't have anything to do tonight, and I wanted to get this dinner out of the way incase I have something else to do," he replied, getting a frown from the princess.

"Well, that's fine... What will you be doing on the battle field?" she asked, ruining Sasori's mood even more.

"I will be leading the army, hopefully not to their death." Sasori scoffed at the thought. Most of them were going to die, even though most of them knew how pointless the war was.

"I'm sure it's an honor for you," Sakura said, her face lighting up in a smile again.

"Yes, it is," he lied, putting down his fork and wiping his mouth. "I'm done with dinner," he said, excusing himself.

"Are we spending the day tomorrow, since you will be going soon?" Sasori froze and sighed.

"Not the whole day. I have other things to do," he answered, before leaving.

He was on the second floor, in the main dinning room and he wanted to get as far away from the pinkette as possible. He had been having dinner for over an hour, so of course he was exhausted.

When he saw his door, he sighed and opened it, glad to hear silent breathing and not crying. He took off his shirt and threw it on the floor, not even bothering to get dressed in his sleeping clothes and got under the covers.

He felt for his love and found him curled up in a ball. As he brought him to his chest, he loosened up some and snuggled closer to his Danna.

-Two Days Later-

Deidara continued to stare at the sky, the wind ruffling up his un-made hair. Sasori held him closer when he felt the blond shiver, but Deidara could barely even process the feeling.

They were by a tree, near the orchard, but not in it. The shade covered them from the semi-hot sun, but the winds were beginning to cool. Sasori looked down at his love's stoic face and he frowned, his brown eyes showing sadness.

"Don't be too upset, love," he whispered into his servant's ear, jarring Deidara from his mindlessness.

"You can't ask me to do that, un," Deidara said, almost glaring down at the grass beneath them.

Sasori chuckled and kissed behind the blond's ear. "I wasn't asking you, I was telling you," he explained and Deidara frowned.

He sighed and pulled at some almost yellow grass. The only green-ish grass was under the tree which was why they were sitting there in the first place, but for some reason Deidara didn't care. He couldn't care for the little things like he always used to. Probably because of everything on his mind.

He looked back at his Danna who was watching the sky as he was doing just a few minutes ago. "What if you don't come back, un?" Deidara asked, now looking up at the sky, too.

"What makes you think I won't come back?" the prince asked back at the blond, who just frowned and sighed.

"Most men don't come back from any war. This one is going to be big-"

"This won't settle the war, love. This is only a battle and if we win this one, then we have the advantage," Sasori interrupted.

Deidara shook his head. "But still, what if you don't come back, un?"

Sasori smiled. "I'm a good fighter. I'm sure I can manage," he answered.

"I heard my father was a good fighter, too. I heard he was a great knight, but he didn't come back," Deidara looked down and he could feel his Danna rubbing his arm, trying to comfort him.

"I will come back, lo-"

"But what if you don't?!" Deidara yelled, reeling around to glare at his Danna. "Have you ever considered that you might not be so lucky and could die out there?" Deidara turned back around and took a shaky breath, letting a tear fall, only to wipe it away quickly.

"If I don't come back, then I will still love you in the afterlife. I hope your memories of me could keep you going through any hard times," Sasori said, his voice full of nothing but care. "But you're forgetting one thing, love," he said, smiling.

Deidara looked back at the redhead with a sad gaze. "And what is that, Danna?"

"I will come back. So there is no need to worry," he reassured, before he kissed the blond on his forehead.

Deidara frowned and exhaled a breath he was holding in. His Danna grabbed his hand and held it in his own. "I still don't want you to go, un," he said, not giving up.

"I cannot decide whether or not I can leave. I can decide if I come back though," Sasori replied, squeezing the blond's hand.

"I will fight until the end, Danna. I'm not giving up, un," Deidara said, actually determined to have his master stay.

Sasori sighed and shook his head, frowning. "I wish you wouldn't say that," he said, his voice full of anguish. Who knew the lengths the blond would go to just to make him stay?

"We should get inside, Dei. It's going to get cold soon," Sasori said, getting up.

"Okay, un." Deidara didn't seem too happy about it, but it seemed that there was no changing his master's mind.

As they walked back, hand-in-hand, Sasori decided he might as well tell the blond. "I'll be leaving tonight."

Deidara didn't say anything, he just kept on looking at the ground. "I know," he whispered. The rest of the walk was done in silence.

Sasori didn't bother leaving Deidara alone in his room. He knew that the blond would find his way to his bedroom anyway and try to rest with him until he had to leave.

If no one was around, they would hold hands, or Sasori would pull his love closer to him, just trying to milk every last moment with him.

They arrived to the prince's bedroom in no time and they just decided to enjoy the time they had left together in silence. It was killing Deidara. He promised he would fight so hard and here he was accepting the fact his Danna was leaving him.

No, that didn't sit right with him. They were both currently lying on the prince's bed; Sasori playing with his love's blond locks and Deidara fiddling with his master's buttons on his shirt.

"Please don't go, Danna," Deidara whispered yet again.

The playing stopped and Sasori sighed. "I have to," he replied quietly, kissing his love's head.

Deidara shook his head, tears falling from his eyes. "N-no, you don't have to," he said, sobs already coming through his voice.
"I'm so sorry, Deidara," Sasori whispered, holding the blond to his chest.

The servant just continued to cry and he couldn't take it anymore. Surprising his Danna, he leaped up and kissed him passionately.

Sasori sighed, but kissed back. Anything to make his love happy. Sasori molded his lips against the blond's getting a moan in return. He took that chance to ravish the moist cavern with his tongue.

Deidara moaned once again and let himself fall onto the bed, his hair falling around him. Sasori held himself up with his elbows and Deidara brought his arms around his master's neck to pull him closer.

Soon Sasori pulled away to look at the blond's still teary face. "If you're trying to make me stay, it's not going to work," he admitted frowning.

Deidara looked away and sighed before looking up. "Please," he whispered once more before bringing the redhead down for another kiss.

Sasori sighed again and kissed back. Moving his hand, he found the hem of the blond's shirt and rubbed the skin softly, causing Deidara to arch into the touch. He ran his fingers over the scarred sides and frowned, before moving on.

Deidara could still feel the tears cascading down his face and he wished it would stop. He soon felt himself getting lightheaded and he pulled away gasping. Sasori took that opportunity and began kissing down his love's neck, trying to get him to make as much sound as possible.

Deidara turned his head and whined as his Danna bit down on that one spot that drove him to pleasure. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on all of the things his master was doing to him and moaned loudly.

Sasori began teasing one of his nipples and was still harassing his neck in kisses and bites. Deidara moaned loudly and blushed when he felt Sasori rub their groins together. This felt so much more better than what the guards had done to him. He mentally shook his head, trying to rid him of those thoughts.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Deidara?" Sasori asked, his voice as smooth as velvet.

Deidara hesitated and nodded. He needed this and he could tell his Danna did, too.

Sasori sighed, probably not too pleased with the answer since the blond was only doing it to make him stay. He moved his lips back to the younger males and barley brushed them against Deidara's. "Tell me to stop if you don't want to." and with that Sasori leaned down and captured the blond's lips against his own.

Deidara was somewhat relieved and he could feel himself staring to smile. As quickly as he could, he moved his hands to start unbuttoning his Danna's shirt, trying to feel the smooth skin. As soon as he got through the shirt, he roamed his hands over the redhead's tonedchest, getting shivers of pleasure from the older male.

Sasori smirked and moved both of his hands towards the bottom of his love's shirt and pulled up, succeeding to take it off, only to break the kiss momentarily. Deidara shivered at the cold air and held himself close to his Danna as they continued to remove each other's clothing.

Deidara moaned as he felt his body heating up, just from his master's simple touches. Sasori pulled away from the kiss to give his love some much needed air. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were full of lust.

"What are you looking at, Dan-na?" Sasori shivered at the words. Who knew that the blond could be so seductive?

He smirked his toothy grin and chuckled. "Just making sure that I've marked you as mine," he replied, his voice laced with lust and restraint, as he leaned down to bite Deidara's neck once more, causing the younger male to gasp in pain and pleasure.

Sasori pulled away when he thought it was enough, seeing a large love mark already forming. Deidara groaned and tugged at his master's pants, eager for more. Smirking, Sasori brought three fingers to the blond's lips who just looked at him confused. "Suck," he ordered, and Deidara soon caught on for what he was going to use this for.

Very slowly, he took the fingers into his mouth and rolled his tongue over them, trying to cover them up in as much saliva as possible. Sasori bit his bottom lip, still trying to restrain himself. Just seeing what his love was doing to his fingers was driving him insane with need.

Only a few minutes later, Deidara took them out of his mouth, deeming them wet enough. Sasori smiled and pulled the blond's pants off. Deidara blushed and shivered. He didn't even notice that he was hard with pleasure.

Sasori smirked and brought one finger to the younger males entrance before pushing it in slowly; though Deidara wasn't having any of that. He groaned in impatience and bucked his hips, trying to make his Danna speed up.

Sasori smiled and pushed it in further, before adding another finger, causing his love to moan loudly. "More~" he pleaded, his fists clenching the sheets under him.

Frowning, the prince added another one, this time actually causing the blond some discomfort, but dismissed it as nothing. Slowly, Sasori began to stretch him and thrust his finger's into the beautiful boy's body.

Out of no where, Deidara arched off the bed, his eyes closed in pleasure as he gave his loudest moan. Sasori raised an eyebrow and prodded in the same direction, getting the same reaction. "Does that feel good?" Sasori asked, smirking.

Deidara nodded his head vigorously and bucked his hips again, trying to get him to move. Sasori nodded and took the fingers out slowly, before taking off his pants, but stopped.

Deidara was waiting for his Danna to enter him, but the waiting stopped when he felt himself being pulled up into the prince's lap. He blushed and looked up at his Danna, who smirked. Before he could say anything, his hips were lifted up and he was brought down onto his master's hard shaft, causing him to throw his head back and groan in pain.

"Was that t-too fast?" Sasori asked, trying to get comfortable as the tight walls around him got tighter as Deidara tensed, trying to get over the pain.
"A-A little," Deidara answered tensing again, causing Sasori to groan.

"Deidara, please relax a little," the prince pleaded. He was afraid he was going to come early if Deidara held on that tight.

"Okay," he replied, trying to even out his breathing and loosen up a bit. He put his head back forward, having it land in the crook of Sasori's neck.
"Are you ready?" Sasori asked, knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

Deidara just nodded and let Sasori do most of the work. Sasori gripped his servant's hips softly and brought him up and quickly down, causing Deidara to gasp in slight pain. At first it didn't feel very well, but as Sasori sped up just barely and as he began kissing down his neck, it all began to feel good.

The friction. Their bodies pressed together. Their shallow breaths filling the room and their bodies being covered in a thin layer of sweat. Yes, it felt very good.

Sasori soon noticed that Deidara was now moving on his own and was soon riding him, but that wasn't what he wanted. Not in the least. He smirked and brought his hips down hard, making Deidara's eyes widen and a loud cry escape his lips.

They sat there panting and Sasori brought his lips to his love's ear. "I hope you wouldn't mind if I did most of the work," Sasori suggested, as he kissed the blond's earlobe. Deidara shook his head as he panted and Sasori's smirk widened. "Good."

The next thing Deidara knew, he was lifted up and brought down again, this time hitting that spot harder. "O-oh, god! P-please harder, Danna!" he pleaded, as he let his head rest on his Danna's chest, his hands gripping the prince's shoulders tightly.

Sasori nodded and picked up his pace, thrusting harder into his love's beautiful body. Another hit and Deidara threw his head back, crying out in pleasure, as his hair whipped around him angrily.

"Ssh, try to keep quiet, love. Even though it's night time you can still wake people," Sasori hushed, as he brought one hand to the blond's face, gently brushing back the golden strands of hair to see his face properly.

His eyes were a bright blue, clouded with love and pleasure. His lips were covered in drool and his cheeks flushed a bright red. Sasori claimed those lips and moved Deidara's hips faster, hoping to give him even more pleasure.

Deidara moaned as he felt heat pooling in his groin and he could feel Sasori's hand moving towards his member. He cried out in pleasure as he began pumping him. He barely even realized that he was moving on his own now, which was all involuntary.

Sasori pulled away wanting to hear his love's moan fully before they came. Sasori pumped him faster, getting a cascade of wonderful moans and mewls; so many different sounds.

Deidara opened his eyes to look at Sasori once more and he smiled slightly before he screamed and came all over their chests. Sasori cursed and held himself closer to the blond, if that were even possible, and released himself inside the beautiful boy.

They sat there, panting, still holding each other in a loose embrace. Deidara let out a sigh and let go, his body falling back onto the bed. Sasori groaned and pulled out of his servant, causing the blond to whimper slightly.

Sasori stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom to get a wet towel. He soon returned to find Deidara curling up, trying to warm himself. This made him smile and he began wiping him clean.

Deidara was looking at this, a tired look in his eyes. He yawned when Sasori was done and got under the covers, while the redhead cleaned himself.

Sasori dropped the towel on the floor and got under the covers also, bringing his love close to his chest. "I love you," he whispered, before kissing Deidara's cheek.

"I love you, too, un," Deidara whispered back, smiling and cuddling even closer to his Danna.

I feel like crap lately for so many reasons that I don't want to get into (mostly about the new manga) and other reasons that don't make sense.

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