(Same ages)

-One Week Later-

Deidara mumbled something incoherent and jerked slightly in his sleep.

Sasori's eyes opened slightly when he felt his love move, only to find it was nothing. He yawned and wrapped his arm around his servant's waist, pulling him closer to his chest. (A/N: Dei's back is to Sori.)

Then the sun came up.

"Ow~ Danna, close the shades, un~" Deidara mumbled, as he covered his eyes with his arm.

Sasori sighed and got out of his bed to cover up his window. He pulled the shades over them and walked back to the bed.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome, *yawn*."

Soon, the duo fell asleep again, only to be woken up moments later.

"Deidara! Get up, get up, get up!"

The said blond, just groaned and tried to make Ino stop shaking him. "It's really early for this, Ino. Go back to bed, un."

Sasori seemed to agree. He opened his eyes and sent glares to the twins. He, like his love, was also tired and wanted a few more hours of rest.

"But we're having eggs for breakfast! C'mon before they're gone," Naruto urged him, also pulling at his hand.

Deidara groaned again and sighed. "Fine, but leave first, un."

"Why?" both blonds asked and Deidara blushed.

"Just go, or else I won't go and have breakfast," he threatened.

"Fine."

Deidara made sure that the door was closed before sitting up and stretching. Sasori sighed. "You can wait a minute, can't you?"

"No, I bet they're waiting outside the door right now," Deidara mumbled, before getting out of bed and finding his shirt on the floor. Yes, that was the reason he couldn't get out of bed.

Sasori sat up and began kissing his love's shoulder and neck. "They can wait."

Deidara giggled and allowed his Danna to kiss him a little more. Sasori's hands wandered up to the blond's chest and he began rubbing one of the pink nubs.

"Mm, Danna, we can't start this now," Deidara mumbled, now blushing. He pulled away and kissed Sasori on the lips lightly, before reaching for his shirt.

"I'll be back soon," he reassured and Sasori sighed again.

"Okay, I can wait and, love?"

"Yes?" Deidara asked, turning around, only to get a more passionate kiss.

"I love you."

Deidara just blushed and looked away. "I love you, too, un," he whispered and the prince chuckled.

"Get to breakfast. I'm not the only one who wants you to eat."

Deidara nodded and pulled on his pants, before leaving the room.

He was glad his Danna was back, but something was missing. It seemed that the war changed him and he was trying to cover it up. Deidara didn't want to know how it felt to have death around you all the time.

Deidara figured that he would get over it, since he usually got over things rather quickly... But he wouldn't get over how Deidara would get hurt all the time with no reason.

Deidara frowned and continued to follow Ino and Naruto till they were almost to the kitchen.

"Hello, Deidara," a smooth voice said.

The said blond gulped. "Hello, Hachiro, un."

"Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Y-yes. Naruto, Ino, go have breakfast, I'll be there soon, un."

Both blond's nodded and went into the kitchen.

"Is there something you need, because I want to go to breakfast," Deidara said, crossing his arms.

The raven gulped and nodded. "I want to know why you're with him."

Deidara blinked. "What, un?"

"I want to know why you're with him. I've seen this happen before, you know. A noble using his or her slave for pleasure."

Deidara glared at the raven and balled up his fists. "So just because I'm with him that means that I'm a whore to him, un?"

"Well, it seems that way... Why are you with him?"

Deidara sighed and looked at the raven carefully. "Why does it even concern you?"

"Because, I think I have a right to know. I'm the one who kept you alive while he was gone, when he should have taken care of you. From what I've seen, you're nothing but an object to him."

Deidara could feel his blood boiling and he took a deep breath. "Why are you insulting him? Are you jealous, un?"

The medic's face never faltered. "I'm just looking out for you, Deidara. I... care about you and I don't want you to get hurt, like other slaves."

"I'm a servant, not a slave," Deidara corrected. He was getting sick and tired of the title.

"Fine, but keep an eye on the prince, he may not be safe."

"And what makes you think he's not safe, un?"

"Hey, have you seen the king. He sleeps with his slaves and throws them away afterwards."

"He's not like that, Hachiro," Deidara said in a mocking voice.

The medic just shrugged and turned around. "Hey, like father, like son," he said, as he walked away.

Deidara just watched the raven walk away, leaving him to fester in his own anger. Why would he even care about things like that? It wasn't his business at all! He didn't know the prince, the real prince. The one that was caring and not the one that was always impassive.

He walked briskly into the kitchen and got his food. He sat next to the twins and ignored all of their questions of, "What did Hachiro want?"

Once breakfast was done, Deidara went back to his Danna's room. Hopefully he was still in bed and they could just lie together. That was nice. Not doing anything, just resting and enjoying each other's company. Yes, Deidara looked forward to that.

He was almost to his master's bedroom, when he heard shouting.

"Why can't you?! We never have breakfast, Sasori!"

Deidara flinched at the voice and looked for a place to hide. He did not want to see the princess after how much pain she caused him.

His eyes searched fruitfully, only to run out of time.

"Fine, I'm going, but we're having dinner."

"Fine, but I need rest Sakura, so don't bother me for the rest of the day."

Deidara panicked and ran down the hall, away from his Danna's room. As he got around the corner, he quickly got down and hoped that the pinkette wouldn't go this way.

There was a click clack of her pointy shoes and Deidara shuddered. He remembered the feeling of it digging into his wound.

She passed by him, too concerned with herself to even glance in any other direction.

When she left down another hall, Deidara got up and sprinted down the hall afraid to be caught. He reached the door and tried to turn the nob only to have it locked. He knocked on the door lightly, hoping his Danna wouldn't notice his panic.

"Yes?" the prince asked, irritated, only to have it disappear and be replaced by concern. "Love? What's wrong?" he asked, this time worried. He brought Deidara in and his servant sighed.

"Nothing. I was hiding from Sakura, un," he answered, now relieved.

Sasori frowned and ran a hand through his silky hair. "She does seem like a problem most of the time," he muttered and Deidara just nodded slightly. He was still upset about what Hachiro had said. Would somebody get that mean just to make the other person feel doubt?

"Is something wrong?" Sasori asked again, wondering why his love seemed so dazed.

Deidara pulled on a small smile and hoped his Danna couldn't see passed it. "Nothings wrong, Danna. I'm just still tired, un," he lied.

Sasori knew he was lying, but just nodded. "Would you like to rest some more?"

Deidara nodded and climbed into bed, his Danna joining him.

They just lied there, staring at each other. No words were said, because there was nothing to be said. There were no kisses filled with lust, like there were the night before. The prince just held his love and they admired each other.

Deidara's hair was golden, with sky blue eyes. He had sun kissed skin and he did look tired. Sasori thought it made him looked cute and innocent.

Sasori's hair was it's usual crimson and still it was silky and fine. His usually, emotionless eyes were a warm brown that looked like they could warm any cold night in the winter.

Deidara could feel his eyes slip and his head hit his master's chest as he fell asleep. It was so calm. Serene even. All his worries slipped as his Danna held him. No worries of the war, no worries about Hachiro. None about the princess, or Matsuri. Nothing. Just him and his lover.

"I love you, Deidara. Don't ever forget that..."

That was the last thing he heard, before his world turned upside down once more.

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