WARNING: YAOI
Genre: Romance / Friendship
Rated : T
Naruto © Kishimoto

"Wow, this place is huge," Deidara said amazed as he looked up at the building.

Sasori nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets. "It's a 4.5 star hotel. Expensive. Remind me why we decided to come here."

"Tomorrow we're having a Christmas party. The usual guys won't be there, but it's something to do."

"Oo, Danna! That sounds fun," the blond grinned. "We should go!"

Sasori shrugged, "Sure."

"Oh. Right," the redhead muttered to himself. Pein and Konan had asked. Deidara had wanted to go ago. So he agreed. Damn.

Deidara snapped him out of his thoughts by grabbing him by his tie and yanking on it. "Come on, Danna. It's cold out here. Let's go inside, un."

"Brat," the redhead hissed fixing his tie.

The blond crossed his arms and frowned. "You were spacing out."

"I wasn't spacing out. I was thinking," Sasori clarified. He straightened out his tie and sighed. "Let's just go."

"Finally," the blond muttered as he followed the redhead inside. He stared in amazement as they entered the building. Everything seemed so fancy. "We'll have to wait in here until Konan or Pein show up," Sasori said pulling the blond from his trance.

Deidara nodded, "Right."

"Sasori! Deidara!" a girl squealed running up to the two.

The two artists looked up and saw their blue haired friend in a white silky dress. Following behind her was Pein in a tux.

"Awh, Sasori, if you had worn a brighter shade of red you could've matched Pein~" Konan giggled referring to both of the males undershirts.

Sasori snored, "No offense, but I'm glad I didn't."

Pein chuckled, "None taken. Come, let's get you guys checked in."

After the two were checked in they followed the couple up to the fifth floor where the holiday party was being held. There were many people dressed in dresses and tuxedos. The majority of them held glasses of wines and were enjoying themselves.

"Just have fun," Konan smiled. "Oh, and Sasori."

"Yes?" the redhead asked raising an eyebrow.

The girl gave the blond a quick glance then looked back at Sasori.

The redhead blanched and looked away. "Yeah, yeah. I'll think about it."

"Think about what?" Deidara asked.

"Nothing, brat. Let's go get something to drink," Sasori muttered taking the blond by his arm and leading him away.

Konan sighed and smiled, "I hope he tells him."

Pein wrapped his arm around her side and kissed her cheek. "Don't push him too much. Sasori will tell him sometime."

"I sure hope so."

-x-X-x-

"What was Konan talking about, un?" Deidara asked as Sasori filled both of them glasses of red wine.

Sasori handed him his glass and shook his head. "It was nothing."

"Didn't seem like nothing."

"Don't worry about it," Sasori said leading to a couch. He sat down and the blond joined him. "I'm not sure what to do at parties like this," he admitted. "I've been to very few and I've never stayed long."

The blond smiled and sipped his wine. "Well you just socialize and drink wine. Or at least that's what they do in movies…"

Sasori chuckled and shook his head. "You and your TV shows. I'd rather not socialize with anyone, to be honest."

"Well then I guess we just hang out," the blond shrugged smiling.

"I guess-"

"Deidara! Hey, long time no see!" a man exclaimed approaching the two.

Said blond looked up confused, "Kazuma? What're you doing here?"

The guy laughed and took a seat between the two. He ran his fingers through his dyed red hair. "Damn, it's been forever since I've seen you. How have you been?"

Deidara scratched the back of his head and smiled. "I've been fine. Still working at the mall. I see you dyed your hair, un."

"I see you still say 'un'," Kazuma laughed. "Yeah, I thought it'd be pretty cool. Red is Christmassy. It was that or green."

The blond laughed. He stopped when he saw Sasori leaving the two. "Danna, where are you going?"

The redhead turned around and stared at the two blandly. "To get more wine," he stated referring to his empty glass.

"Who's your friend, Dei?"

Sasori outwardly flinched and gripped his glass tighter.

"Oh, this is Sasori. Danna this is Kazuma-"

"Brat," the redhead nearly hissed. "I remember exactly who he is."

Kazuma frowned and raised an eyebrow. "How would you? We've never met before."

Deidara rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"None of your goddamned business," Sasori glared. "I'll be back whenever. Have fun socializing or whatever, brat." The redhead turned his back and started to walk off.

Kazuma turned to the blond. "He seemed agitated. Why're you friends with a grump like him?"

"He is my best friend, un. He's usually never like that. The only time I've seen him that angry was when Hidan and I-" the blond stopped mid sentence and frowned. Sasori was jealous over Kazuma? Well, he was his ex. And they did have a bad history together. Guess it was a legitimate reason.

Sasori grumbled to himself as he poured himself more wine. Dumb fake redheaded asshole showing up at the party. How could Deidara so casually talk to his exes? Once he left somebody he never turned back to them. No talking. No friendship. Nothing. He was done with them.

The redhead sighed as he walked around the room. He didn't feel like interrupting the blond's little reunion. He passed by a closet and stopped in front of it when he heard several knocks coming from it. Sasori opened the door and a man came stumbling out, falling to his feet.

"Th-Thanks, man. The closet door is fucking broken. Couldn't get it open from the inside," the drunken man explained before standing shakily. He patted the redhead's shoulder before walking off.

Sasori shrugged and walked away. Parties were so pointless. He walked around a bit more before he made his way back to Deidara. He was not pleased by the sight at all. Kazuma was still present, however he had his arm discreetly placed around the blond, meaning it was on the back of the couch. He was also a bit too close in Sasori's opinion.

"Hey, Danna! Took you a long time to get wine, un."

"Yeah," Sasori said standing awkwardly near the two.

Kazuma smiled and sipped the last of wine. "Damn, out. Guess I'll need to get some more."

Deidara stood up and shook his head. "I can go get it for you. I need to refill my glass anyways, un."

"Oh, would you?"

"Un! Do you want some more, Danna? You've a little under half left."

Sasori shrugged and handed the blond his glass.

Deidara took the two redhead's glasses and stalked off to the wine table. As soon as the blond was out of sight, Kazuma chuckled and ran his hands through his hair.

"What's so funny?" Sasori asked blandly.

Kazuma smirked, "Nothing. Just ironic that you dyed your hair red too. Did you know about Deidara's liking to redheads."

Sasori's eye twitched in annoyance. "This is natural."

"Oh? Is it? It's so dark," Kazuma pointed out.

The redhead glared, "I assure you it's my real hair color."

"Sure, sure. Whatever you say, man," he chuckled. "Say, do you think that Deidara would get with me again?"

"Most certainly not," Sasori hissed.

Kazuma raised an eyebrow. "Geez, vicious much? It's not like I want a long term relationship with the bitch. He's hell of a fuck though. Perhaps I could-"

Sasori stopped the male's contemplating and grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him eye level. "Listen here, fucker. I am not going to repeat myself twice. Deidara is not some toy for your amusement. You've already fucked with him once and if you do it again, I will personally deal with you this time."

Kazuma snorted, "Oh, so he told you about our past, huh? What? You gotta crush on him or something?"

"You are really starting to piss me off," the redhead sneered.

"Yeah, yeah. Like I give two fucks. Listen, I don't care what you think you may do. When blondie gets back with the wine, I'm going to take him upstairs and-"

Sasori, finally having enough, snapped and punched the other male square in the face.

"Mofferfucher…" the male muttered before fainting.

The redhead smirked and pulled the male off the couch. He knew exactly what to do with the bastard.

Deidara came back a couple minutes later, three glasses in his hands. "Huh? Where's Kazuma go, un?" he asked approaching the couch.

Sasori shrugged, "Said he remembered something he'd forgotten to do. Must've been really important." The redhead couldn't help but smile at the thought of the bottle redhead sitting passed out in the broken closet.

"Oh...well okey then. He was getting kinda annoying anyways," Deidara laughed handing the redhead his drink. "Although now we have an extra drink…"

Sasori took the drink gratefully and shrugged, "Just set it on the table. Someone will drink it."

"Un. You seem in a better mood, Danna."

The redhead smirked, "I'm starting to feel better. Perhaps it's the wine."

Deidara smiled, "Yeah, maybe. Hey, they're holding a dance in the next room over. I was thinking maybe we could-"

"Let's do it," Sasori interrupted.

"Huh? Really, un?"

The redhead nodded and downed his wine quickly. "Yeah, really. Come on, before I change my mind."

Deidara laughed and latched onto the man's side. "Alright, Danna!"

Perhaps Sasori could make the best out of tonight.