Sasori's eyes widened as Deidara pressed his mouth against him, his blue eyes shut, then the blonde broke away after a moment, his eyes opening and turning on the red head. He took a step back, pushing a hand to his mouth, eyes widening as he realized what he had just done. A blush began running up his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, un," he whispered softly again, letting go of Sasori's hand. Sasori stood there in shock for a moment.

Deidara had just kissed him for a second time. Deidara, the most popular boy in school, his best friend, had just kissed him, not just once, but twice.

Well, first time was an accident, but Sasori decided to count it anyway.

They did the blonde kiss him the second time, however?

And why had Sasori enjoyed it?

"Sasori, un..." Sasori shot back to reality with a start. Deidara was watching him, a light blush traveling across his cheeks, his visible blue eye shining with embarrassment. "I don't know what came over me, un. I'm sorry."

Why had he kissed Sasori again? It was like he had lost all control over his body, when he's kissed him, and it felt like he had only been watching that.

Mutely, Sasori shook his head, his hand reaching out and grabbing Deidara's. He had to check, jut to be sure...

"Sasori? What are you..." Deidara's words trailed off as Sasori gently pulled the blonde towards him, and gazed his face for a split second. Then suddenly his lips were on Deidara, and the blonde's arms were wrapped around the red head's neck, Sasori's around the sculptor's waist.

Sasori bit gently on his lower lip, pleading entrance, and Deidara happily let him in. Sasori eagerly explored Deidara's mouth, a minute later they broke apart for air, and they were both panting heavily as they looked at each other, faces blushing all over again.

Sasori smiled at Deidara.

I guess that answers my question.... he thought as he pulled the blonde close again and they started walking back to his trailer, his arm around Deidara's waist.


"Hidan, Kakuzu wants to see you," Tobi said, looking around the janitor's closet. He knew Hidan was in here; it cramped and dark, and Hidan loved small dark areas.

"I don't want to fucking see him," came a muffled voice. Tobi shoved aside a box, tossed aside a few brooms and a couple of paint cans, and found his friend, curled up, his arms wrapped around his legs, and his face buried in his legs. His voice was shaky, so if Tobi had to venture a guess he'd say Hidan had been...crying?

Hidan never cried, for anything. He loved pain, so he laughed when he got hurt, and whenever a tragedy happened, he'd just brush it off and continue with his life.

"Hidan, are you crying?" Tobi asked hesitantly.

"I'm not," Hidan said, his voice muffled by his legs, but Tobi could hear the tremble in it.

"Hidan, it's fine if you are."

"I'm NOT crying!"

"Then show Tobi your face," Tobi ordered softly.

"Why?"

"Because if you're telling the truth like a good boy, then your face will be clear and not wet."

"Tobi, just go away," Hidan muttered, turning his head away from the masked teen.

"Kakuzu really wants to see you, Hidan sempai," Tobi persisted.

"Fine, I'll go. Just wait outside, okay, bastard?" Tobi nodded, getting to his feet and pushing by the boxes and paint cans.

Hidan raised his head when he heard the door click open and shut. He slowly drew his hand across his face and wiped it across his tears. He had been crying, but there was no way in hell he'd ever admit that.

He slowly rose to his feet, trying to control his body from shaking too much. He was scared...Kakuzu looked so different, with all those stitches marring his body and his face.

He didn't like this feeling he got, from seeing Kakuzu like that. Those stupid bastards, doing that to his friend...those scars would never heal, and they could have killed him.

But they hadn't, and while Hidan was grateful for that, he still felt angry and depressed about what had happened.

He gently pushed open the door. Tobi was standing there, watching the door.

"Hidan sempai...were you really not crying?" Tobi asked as they started down the hall towards Kakuzu's room.

"How many fucking times do I have to say it?! I. WASN'T. CRYING." Hidan snapped, picking up the pace and walking ahead of Tobi.

"Tobi was just asking...."

Hidan growled as he pushed open the door, and found himself staring right at Kakuzu.

"Hello, Hidan," Kakuzu said cheerfully.

Hidan couldn't control himself, and he burst into tears.


Author's Comments: And there's KakuHidan moment, finally!

That should shut some people up; some people have been begging for me to put KakuHidan and KisaIta in here, so I hope you like.