I don't own Naruto – VZ
Sakura was absolutely fuming by the time she got on her knees and started cleaning up the mess Itachi had left for her to deal with. Rolling up the sleeves of her yukata, she proceeded to mop up the remains of the ice tea with a rag she found somewhere in the kitchen. Unfortunately, she was so concentrated on her current task that she hardly noticed when a certain blonde walked into the room.
"Hey Sakura-chan." Deidara decided to make his presence known after being ignored for almost five minutes by the pinkette, who was grumbling under her breath about 'stinking Uchihas' and much more vulgar words after.
Her head snapped up at the sound of his rakish, cocky voice. Surprised he was able to sneak up on her so easily. Then again, he was an Akatsuki member.
"Hi Deidara-kun, what are you doing here?"
Inner promptly face palmed at her ridiculous question.
The blonde looked very much amused though.
"Just getting a snack yeah, but I'm more interested how you made such a mess down there." He shrugged his shoulders, then ran his hands through his hair, looking very rugged and handsome in the process.
Sakura inwardly slapped herself for such thoughts and continued on scrubbing the floor while answering his inquiry.
"Just cleaning up a mess that an extremely annoying Uchiha had left for me." She said curtly with an angry frown marring her pretty features. In all honesty, she wasn't that upset about the drink splattered all over the concrete ground. Yes, she was mildly irritated that she'd have to wipe it off herself when he was the cause of it dropping in the first place. However, she was much more bothered by his earlier actions. The medic-nin simply couldn't believe his words or behavior just moments ago. It was as if he was jealous or something like that.
No shit Sherlock. Inner commented dryly.
"Go away." She muttered out loud, forgetting she was not alone in the vicinity.
Deidara felt a stab of rejection after hearing her words, but knowing that it was highly impossible that a woman like Sakura could even feel something other than hate for a man like himself, he chose to nod and turned to leave.
The pinkette looked up just in time to see the bomber exiting the room with a sullen expression on his face.
"Wait Deidara-kun! Where are you going?" she wondered, forgetting about the mess on the floor completely. Her attention was now focused on the man before her, appearing quite depressed.
"Away, isn't that what you wanted?" he asked, leaning on the side of the doorway.
It was silent for a moment then Sakura realized her earlier thoughts had accidentally been put into words.
Smooth, real smooth. Inner regarded her.
"Sorry, I didn't mean you. My thoughts are sort of scrambled at the moment. Besides, I didn't want you to leave. I just wanted my troubles to go away." She amended while giving him her puppy dog eyes, which worked all the time, especially on Naruto and her parents. Coaxing him to forgive her words and hopefully come back inside and get his snack.
Deidara had to calm down or his heart would never stop palpitating, just seeing her bright leaf green eyes all big and innocent like that nearly gave him a hear attack. It was simply too much to handle.
And her words had helped him relax somewhat, the knife of rejection had been pulled out and it felt like the pain was never there to begin with.
"What's bothering you yeah?" his smile was back and he sauntered back into the room, quickly getting a bright red apple from the fridge and sitting next to his object of affection.
Sakura had just finished wiping the mess on the floor when Deidara sat next to her, making himself comfortable and munching on a fruit.
She wondered if she should confide in him, tell him everything that has been happening lately. But then Sakura decided it was best not to. The blonde was nice and fun to be with but she didn't trust him completely. Not yet anyway.
"It's not something I want to bring up again." She replied, unrolling the sleeves of her stained dress down to her wrists.
"Why is that?" He asked, although he had a feeling he knew the answer. Deidara wasn't blind, contrary to popular belief thanks to his one eye covered by the scope. He knew in his gut that Sakura was feeling uneasy due to the attention she was receiving from the members of the Akatsuki. It all started with that damned partner of his! If only he hadn't kissed her first, if only the red head wasn't so impatient.
The blonde inwardly growled at himself, cursing his choice not to kiss her first. Maybe then…
He shook his head in frustration, these thoughts were getting him nowhere and it didn't help either of them. And so, he chose not to probe the subject with the pinkette anymore. Yes, he wanted to figure out her feelings concerning a particular red head but he kept his mouth (all of them) shut. Not wanting to upset the girl beside him anymore. Actually, he wanted to cheer her up. Make her forget about the recent events that have all the Akatsuki members feeling distraught and unfocused.
"Never mind yeah, Hey..I want to show you something. Maybe it will help you forget all about your troubles and everything." Deidara said whilst shoving his hands into his clay pouches. He commanded chakra into the material and into the mouths on both his hands.
Green eyes watched his actions intently, her interest piqued and her earlier problems forgotten momentarily. Which was exactly what the bomber wanted.
He brought his hand which was fisted into a ball, near hers.
"Here, open up." Deidara encouraged her, smiling all the while.
Sakura looked at him with a slight bit of unease.
"Come on Sakura-chan….trust me yeah." He whispered, his eyes darkening. It made his sky blue eyes seem deeper, darker than before.
It was then when she realized that Deidara wasn't just some boy who liked to blow things up for fun. No, there was so much more depth in him than that. As she gazed into his blue eyes, she knew he was a man. A man who was asking for her trust.
With a sigh and a shaky smile, her hand opened up and reached towards him.
The smile Deidara gave her made her heart leap up into her throat.
She didn't want to compare anyone at all but she couldn't help herself. While Sasori was impatient and fervent, Itachi was intense, and Kisame was overpowering. On the other hand, the blonde was warm in every sense of the word.
Her eyes widened at the clay object in her palm, fluttering with delight.
"A butterfly?"
She touched the tip of its white wings with gentle fingers, marveling at the beauty of his art.
"Yeah, beautiful…..just like you." He said seriously, the smile on his face was still there but his demeanor seemed much more sober.
Blood rushed to Sakura's cheeks after hearing his words.
"You….you shouldn't say such things." She said as the creature flew around her palm. Unsure of how to react to his complements.
"Why not yeah? It's the truth. Just like my art, you're lovely, explosive and brilliant." As he complemented her, he inched closer and closer. Not quite invading her personal space but definitely close enough for her to be much more aware of his presence.
Deidara felt rather guilty, he wanted to cheer her up. To help her forget Sasori and his damned kiss, just thinking about his lips on hers made him sick to his stomach. Nevertheless, the desire to replace the feel and taste of the red head's lips with his own was overpowering. He knew it was wrong to put her in such a situation, especially since he asked for her trust and he was basically betraying it. By making her the slightest bit uncomfortable with his forms of flattery. However, he couldn't help himself. Not when a woman named 'Sakura' was involved.
"Deidara…" The medic-nin warned.
"Yeah?" he was much closer now, close enough for her to feel his body heat through the layers of both their clothes.
"What do you think you're doing?" She asked him, although she already knew the answer. Her voice sounded slightly breathy, much to her embarrassment.
"What does it look like?" Hot breath fanned across her cheekbones, warming her beyond belief.
"It looks like you're about to kiss me, but you won't….right?" Sakura's voice began strong but was trembling at the end, out of fear and anticipation. No, she did not want to be labeled a slut. But she was steadily on her way to becoming one if she let this continue.
"How do you know that I won't take this opportunity to….ravish you…right here…right now." His voice dropped, lower and huskier. Sending pleasurable chills down her spine.
"Because…it's…it's wrong to." She argued weakly, averting her gaze from his piercing eyes. In her peripheral vision, she spotted the red apple Deidara had been eating, rolling across the now clean floor.
"How can something so wrong…feel so right?" He asked, but Sakura had a feeling he didn't want her to answer. The blonde lightly gripped her hand with his own, bringing it up to their eye level.
The clay butterfly flew around their intertwined hands, then suddenly she felt something wet on her palm.
"Wha-?"
"Hush my Sakura-chan." He pressed his forehead to hers, locking their gazes immediately.
To her surprise, Deidara didn't move any closer. He didn't kiss her like she had expected. Instead, he merely closed his eyes and smiled softly. Content at the mere presence of his blossom.
The pinkette was equally shocked when she realized it was a tongue she felt in her hand.
It instantly occurred to her how erotic it felt, him kissing her there. His tongue lapping up the traces of ice tea that Itachi had missed.
"If I had the chance to kiss you, it will only happen if you want it as well. I won't be like him who will steal a kiss from you like that." His eyes were still closed, never before had she seen such emotion so open on a man's face.
"I want you to crave this." Deidara used the lips on his hands to brush against her pulse point at her wrist, she bit back the moan at this sensual action.
"I want you to long for this." He nipped the sensitive skin there, licking it soon after.
"I want you…to desire me too." He opened his eyes, revealing the most heated and passionate look she had ever witnessed in her life.
All the words and protests died in her throat after seeing such a sight and hearing such ardent words., especially from an S-ranked criminal.
"Know this Sakura-chan…." Deidara purred, his voice caressing every syllable of her name.
Sakura braced herself for his words, but even Tsunade's most severe training could have prepared her for this.
"I will not lose you to him." He practically growled.
Her heart skipped a beat at the raw possessiveness in his voice.
She wondered if he meant Sasori or Itachi or maybe even Kisame. But she doubted he even knew about the other two. As the butterfly fluttered around the pair sitting on the ground, Sakura pondered on how was she going to escape. And if she even really wanted to.
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"Tch…..you little bitch." He growled, his fingers ghosting over the cut she had given him on his lips with a rather nasty punch.
"That's what you get for even trying to-" Sakura was cut of by his vicious snarl.
"For what?! I just wanted to taste you, to fucking kiss the woman that has been on my mind since the day she got here!" He backed her up against the wall, reminding the pinkette of when another man had tried to bully her around. However, she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of her submission or acting like a weak little child. Unable to hold her won against big strong men. Nor was she going to get into these compromising situations anymore.
"Shut up! I don't want to listen to anymore of this crap about kissing me!" She screamed back at him, matching his anger with her , her words had only fanned the flames of his wrath.
"What?! Who else has been trying to get what is mine?" Hidan questioned angrily, spouting nonsense about sacrificing them to Jashin and the like.
Sakura felt pure, unadulterated rage flowing through her veins after hearing his words.
"Listen to me, because I'm only going to say this once." She lowered her voice into a silent growl, thoroughly frightening (not that he would admit it) and pleasuring Hidan.
"You better let everyone in this fucking hellhole know too." The pinkette straightened her spine and looked him straight in the eye. His were alight with amusement and desire, hers were burning with fury and outrage.
"I, Sakura Haruno, do not and will never belong to anyone." Sakura finished with a serious expression, her mouth set in a grim line.
Hidan laughed at this, finding pure joy at the challenge set before him. Which he had every intention to accomplish with flying colors.
"That's what you think." He stated before leaning in close, fully intent on claiming her mouth for himself.
Ta da! Till next time – VZ