Pink Clouds
Darkkinkachu: Bleeeeeeegh...Darkkinkachu feels like craaaaaaaaaaap...my heads gonna 'splode...-Darkkinkachu's head explodes- ow...ok so, I've lost interst in writing for now but I'll still be working on the next chapter. It will just be longer than I thought for an update. Yeah...-chugs a bottle of Nyquil (sp?)-...night...-falls over-
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Questions
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Deidara was a man of my questions. First and foremost being whether he was even a man at all.
It would have been the first thing Sakura had asked when she first met him had Kisame not jabbed her in the ribs and given a quick shake of the head, as if saying 'don't go there'.
So Haruno Sakura was forced to go the long way 'round to find out the blonds gender.
"Whats your favorite color?"
"Black, un."
"Why?"
"It's the color stuff turns when I blow it up, un."
"…"
"…"
"Do you think Itachi is cute?"
"I will shove this clay up your nose, un. Stop bugging me. I thought Kisame was supposed to be watching you, un."
"He's um…not around at the moment."
"Well where is he, un?"
"How should I know?"
The 'man' looked back at her, setting down a tiny, clay mouse, "Why are you bothering me, un?"
"Oh I just wanted to get to know you better, that's all."
"Un…"
An awkward silence followed. Sakura started picking up the various tools lying around the blonds workshop, "Soooo…want to play truth or dare."
"No, un."
"I Never?"
"Go away, un."
"How about-"
'He' rounded on her, the bird he had been making now smashed in his fisted hand, "Just ask already! I know what you want, un!"
Sakura blinked. And blinked again, "Err…I uh…are you…I mean…"
Suddenly he was there. Right there. Sakura found herself slammed none too gently against the wall, thin and surprisingly soft lips meshed against her own. Delicate but large hands found their way to her hips and rested there keeping her in place and a tall lean frame pinned her to the wall. Deidara, she found, was not nearly as gentle as he looked.
And then he was gone, back to digging around in his clay, mumbling under his breath about curses unknown.
Sakura could only stand there, lips swollen and mind racing. Only one thought was able to get through.
He is most definitely a man…
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Darkkinkachu: Mmmm…short, boring and not my style at all…who the hell is writing this crap?! Oh right…it's me…my bad…
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Next Chapter…
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I havent decided yet. I was writing a SasoSaku but it came out crappy. Maybe ZetsuSaku? I dunno...
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