~Kiss and Some Games~

Yuki glanced around the room after Deidara had left. Her eyes scanning the boring gray that layered the walls, but remained picture-less expect the ugly scroll with the Akatsuki symbol on it. The red clouds in front of black seemed tasteless but still represented the power and strength of they held. A crest shaped table remained in the middle, with ten chairs for each member.

The room looked any other meeting room Yuki had a pleasure of being in.

A sigh escaped her lips her mind distracted going back to mysterious red eyed man. How could he hold so much power over her and stir so much emotion. First she memorized by him than threatened but frightened at the same time. She couldn't forget displeased by him but yet still attacked to him, like a moth to a flame. She hated the man but wanted to know more about him.

"You should change," a voice said interrupting her thoughts from the cloud thoughts of the Uchiha. She jumped a bit shocked by the sudden noise before smiling shyly at the blond. He seemed to have enjoyed scaring her but tired not to show it, "We only these," he handed her some folded gray cloths, "one size fits all," he joked looking over her body with doubt.

Yuki took the cloths, "Th-Thank you," she quickly mumbled before running to the bathroom to change, out of her wet cloths. The good news was that she wasn't soaking wet but she didn't want to go home reeking of alcohol, her brothers would question.

"Thank you again," Yuki said stepping out. She was feeling a bit more uncomfortable wearing the ugly gray sweat shirt and pants. It was gender neutral but still the shirt was a little large and the pants were bit too long and nestled on her hips instead of waist. "I think it is a bit large," she spoke, pulling the shirt further down. She wasn't going to stay at the party dressed like this she just wanted to head home and think over things.

"You look good," the blond winked getting from one of the chairs that was on the right side of the table, "sorry we only have one size," he moved closer to her and gave her a reassuring smile, "I was thinking we sneak up off in the back," he nudged towards another door in the office.

Yuki giggled, "Are you suggesting we run away," she said moving closer to Deidara, "I am not sure how I feel about that," she wouldn't argue after the embarrassing night she had had suffered through it was such long day.

"Are you suggesting we don't," Deidara purred. He took a step closer to Yuki he moved a bang behind her ear, "I was thinking we run away in style, you know hero saving the damsel in distress,"

Yuki blushed but still giggled placing on a hand on his chest to keep him back, "Who is the hero here and who is the damsel?" she flirted. She wasn't going to deny it deny it, Deidara was an attractive man. He seemed just as interested in her as she was with him.

Their breath mingled, the air around them sensual, finger under her chin he titled face so she was looking at him, "Can I kiss you?" he questioned. He didn't wait for the answer and before a warm kiss on her lips, his arms wrapping around her waist.

The kiss was passionate, held all the emotions the two had been holding in for one another since first meeting. His fingers tangled with her hair while he deepened the kiss pushing her a lot closer. He was more in control knowing Yuki's weakness pushing his tongue pass her lips.

This was all new for Yuki, but she was shocked that she was enjoying the kiss. This was a new feeling for her.

They ended the kiss when the door opened and Sasori walked in looking bored, "am I interrupting anything?" he questioned with smug amusement. He moved ot one of the Akatsuki seats and watched the two with little interest.

Yuki's cheeks were bright red. She pushed away from Deidara and stared back at the red head trying to keep her face as expressionless as the red head. Last thing she wanted was to get caught making out in the Akatsuki office like a couple of high school kids, though it would seem like Deidara didn't mind getting caught.

"What do you want you asshole," he growled at Sasori but winked at Yuki to give her comfort. Her cheeks turned a darker shade of red as she stepped a few more feet away with Deidara and avoided eye contact with the males in the room.

Sasori didn't answer his eyes moved back to the door. Yuki followed his gaze and watched as a tall man walked through door, "Senpai," he spoke jumping into Deidara's arm. The blond stumbled back avoiding crashing into Yuki and stumbling to the floor.

Yuki watched surprised her eyes staring at the tall man with the orange mask that reminded her of a pumpkin mask with one eyehole. She stared at the man confused, curious as to why he was wearing a strange outfit; a cloak with the Akatsuki cloud, and oddly he was covered from head to toe with cloths. Still with how friendly he sounded she was bit scared of him.

"Tobi get the fuck off of me," Deidara growled and pushed the man named Tobi off of him

Yuki moved closer to the table to avoid being hit by both males. She still avoided looking at Sasori who was still staring at her. It was frightening her a bit, she was trying to think of how Itachi looked at her and how different it is.

Yuki zoned out while Deidara and Tobi bantered about who she was among other things, "you wish to talk to me," she questioned, "or the Uchiha sent you?"

"Is it that obvious," Sasori asked.

"Master Sasori," she sighed, "as I explained to the Uchiha," her heart rate increased with the mention of the Uchiha, "I am not authorized to make any decisions. The Akatsuki made their offer and I can assure you I will speak to my brother,"

"I was just wanted to make sure word got across," he said, "The Uchiha is persistent with your clan,"

Yuki stayed quiet moving her finger close to her lips and biting on her thumbnail, "Yes but I still don't understand why" and she was suspicious of the Akatsuki in general.

Sasori stayed quiet the conversation had ended. After a minute of silence did he speak again, "you are the Uchiha's problem,"

Yuki was going to open her mouth to fight back but an explosion distracted her from her thought. She glanced behind her and saw Deidara throwing clay at child-man but still missing. Tobi seemed to be dodging each clay piece that was thrown towards him. The clay piece seemed to explode in mid-air creating a small explosion.

"See that is art Yuki," Deidara said landing a clay piece on to Tobi, "Katsu," he said. The clay piece that had been stuck on Tobi exploded shaking the small room while the masked man was pushed back against the wall.

"How did he…." Yuki's thought's strayed her hands near her lips.

"Deidara that is enough," Itachi growled entering the room. He locked eyes with Yuki before glaring back at Deidara, "I am in no mood for your games,"

"It isn't a game it is art, you ass," Deidara growled strutting to the Uchiha. He held a clay ball ready to throw it at Itachi.

"Deidara," Yuki said wrapping her arms around his arm, "I think we should go, it is getting late and I would like someone to walk me to the cab," The blond blinked confusion before nodding, "Uchiha….Sasori," she didn't know Sasori's last name, "It was a pleasure meeting you both," she bowed before dragging the blond out the door.

The whole time she couldn't get the nagging feeling Itachi was watching her.