Noriko, Yumiryo smiled widely at Deidara, her green eyes twinkling in the light. She reached a tanned hand towards his own pale one, clutching it tightly in hers. Deidara continued to frown at her as his eyebrows knit together, causing the bridge of his nose to crinkle in. She laughed lightly, poking his nose with the tip of her finger. Deidara attempted to pull his hand away from hers but she held tightly.
Yumiryo began to pull Deidara with her, refusing to loosen her grip on his hand; her dark brown hair swung around her waist as she walked. Deidara watched her back closely, a sick feeling growing in his stomach. When they finally stopped walking Yumiryo spun on her heel to look at Deidara. His blue eye narrowed dangerously at her and she finally released his hand from her own.
"What's wrong Deidara? Why do you look so mad at me? Did I do something to anger you? I didn't mean to if I did." Her light voice was like soft bells chiming.
"You didn't do anything, un."
Her smile returned stronger than before and looked him over, her smile dropped a bit at the sight of what he was wearing. Deidara dropped the glare but still tried to keep in mind what he had before. Yumiryo stepped closer to him removing his hat, brushing her fingers through his bangs gently, revealing his scope. Her smile dropped completely from her face as she took a small step back from him. Deidara fought his reflex that told him to grab her before she turned and left.
When she looked at him in the eye again her smile returned full force and she reached out for him again. He took a step closer as her fingers found their way to the buttons on his cloak. One by one she popped it open revealing his fishnet shirt, black pants and bags of clay on his hips. He stepped out of the cloak after she pushed it over his shoulders and it pooled around his feet.
Her warm fingers brushed his hair out of his face again and she unhooked the scope quickly. The tie in his hair was loosened so it rested at the base of his neck. Deidara let out a soft sigh as her fingers brushed against his sides, releasing the bags from their place. Another sigh left his lips as her fingers caressed his face, bringing it closer to hers. Her warm breath washed over his cheeks and Deidara hadn't realized he had closed his eyes.
"You look better this way Deidara." She whispered.
"You tell me this every night Yumiryo, un."
When he opened his eyes she leaned closer in, pressing soft pink lips to his. Her arms snaked themselves around his neck, pulling him closer. Deidara fought his arms to stay down at his sides, but just like every other night they slid themselves around her waist, pulling her flush against him. Their mouths moved in sync with each other's perfectly, they bodies fit the others mold. Eventually Yumiryo pulled back, allowing them both to breathe.
"Leave Akatsuki." She whispered against his ear.
"I won't do it, yeah. You can't make me."
The Uchiha stared at the blonde man in front of him, his arms were crossed tightly over his chest and his chin stuck out angrily.
"You don't have a choice Deidara. You will complete the mission or I will."
The blonde's entire body tensed at the idea of the Uchiha completing his mission and his blood ran cold. He dropped his arms to his sides in a huff; fists so tight nails bit into skin, drawing blood. Itachi sighed slightly, hoping Deidara reconsidered, he did not feel like completing the mission and having to subdue the blonde as well. After what seemed like hours Deidara gave the Uchiha a tight nod, darting off base.
Itachi waited before following him. Leader wanted to make sure the mission was carried out, he wanted no more loose ends.
Deidara grimaced as he approached a house on the outskirts of a small village. It was tiny, consisting of only one floor and was painted a dull grey with a dark brown roof. The inside of which he knew by heart. Around the backside a large window was left open, big enough for him to fit through with ease. Upon climbing through he entered a small bedroom, on one wall a shelf filled with scrolls lay piled up, against another was a medium sized bed, sheets and blanket a rumpled mess.
Deidara exited the room quickly into the tiny hallway. The walls of it were almost completely bare, save for one picture, which he walked past without as much as a glance. When he entered the living room a young woman looked up from cleaning her katana and smiled widely. She jumped from her spot, tan arms wrapping themselves tightly around the blonde's waist. He felt as if he had been punched in the stomach and jerked away from her quickly.
The girl gave him a hurt look, lips turned down in a confused frown. Her green eyes stared into his narrowed blue ones and his look quickly turned into a glare. She made to reach for him but he took another step back, causing her frown to grow even deeper. Absently she pulled her messy of brown hair over her should, running slender fingers through it, trying to think of something to say. The blonde sighed heavily.
"What's wrong Deidara? Why do you look so mad at me? Did I do something to anger you? I didn't mean to if I did." Her light voice was like soft bells chiming.
"You didn't do anything, un."
Her smile returned stronger than before and looked him over, her smile dropped a bit at the sight of what he was wearing. Deidara dropped the glare but still tried to keep in mind what he had before. Yumiryo stepped closer to him removing his hat, brushing her fingers through his bangs gently, revealing his scope. Her smile dropped completely from her face as she took a small step back from him. Deidara fought his reflex that told him to grab her before she turned and left.
When she looked at him in the eye again her smile returned full force and she reached out for him to come closer. He took a step closer and her fingers found their way to the buttons on his cloak. One by one she popped it open revealing his fishnet shirt, dark blue pants and bags of clay on his hips. He stepped out of the cloak as she pushed it over his shoulders and it pooled around his feet.
Her warm fingers brushed his hair out of his face again and she unhooked the scope quickly. The tie in his hair was loosened so it rested at the base of his neck. Deidara let out a soft sigh as her fingers brushed against his sides, releasing the bags from their place. Another sigh left his lips as her fingers caressed his face, bringing it closer to hers. Her warm breath washed over his cheeks and Deidara hadn't realized he had closed his eyes.
"You look better this way Deidara." She mumbled.
When he opened his eyes she leaned closer in, pressing soft pink lips to his. Her arms snaked themselves around his neck, pulling him closer. Deidara fought his arms to stay down at his sides but they slid themselves around her waist, pulling her flush against him. Their mouths moved in sync with each other's perfectly, they bodies fit the others mold. Eventually Yumiryo pulled back, allowing them both to breathe.
"I love you." Yumiryo smiled.
Deidara leaned forward, capturing her lips in a soft kiss and this response was expected. In all the years she had know him he had never once used words to express what he felt but Yumiryo didn't care. They'd been together going on three years now and had been friends since before that. She had been with him when he had turned six years old and when they had both left Iwagakure together as missing-nin.
She pulled back again, grinning at him, "Deidara. I figured we'd celebrate since you can only visit me every few months. I bought a bottle of sake the other day."
Deidara gave her a questioning look, "How'd you manage that? You have to be twent-oh, un. I forgot your birthday, yeah."
"It's okay! I just turned twenty three days ago and besides the point, I'm sure you're really busy with your uh- stuff."
Yumiryo had realized long ago that mentioning the Akatsuki usually resulted in putting Deidara in a terrible mood so she tried to avoid it the best she could. He nodded to her and sat back against the couch as she left to grab cups and the bottle. When she returned she noticed that he had completely removed his hair tie, allowing long blonde locks to spill over his shoulders. She handed him a cup and filled it to the top along with hers.
She sat next to him while they drank, curled up against his side. The sake was taking its affect, leaving a pink blush across her cheeks; absently she noticed that he had only drunk two cups. When she decided that she was done she grabbed his cup and the remainder of the bottle, to take to the kitchen. Yumiryo cursed her feet that made each step she took feel heavy and sloppy. She returned to the living room moments later, swaying her hips and running tan fingers through long, brown locks.
Deidara watched her intently, blue eyes fixed on her form. When she reached the couch she sat over him, knees on either side of his hips, pressing down. She leaned her face towards his, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. She could feel his body react and his hands gripped her shoulders tightly, pulling her closer. Her fingers quickly found the hem of his shirt and yanked it upwards over his head.
At some point he lifted her up, legs wrapped around his waist and walked them to her bedroom. They fell onto her bed in a heap, quickly pulling off the remainder of both of their clothes. Yumiryo traced tanned fingers over pale shoulders, before they found their way to blonde hair, giving it a small tug. Deidara opened his mouth allowing her to roam her tongue over his, taking in his unique taste.
Deidara pulled himself up to get a better look at her entire body, she tried reaching a hand to bring him back down but he refused. His eyes roamed over her body that already glistened with sweat. Her chest heaved and he allowed a hand to caress her hip, slipping it to the small of her back. She gave a small squeak as the same hand roamed over her stomach and to her inner thigh. Her breathing caught as his hand slid closer to her core and a tongue slipped between the lips on his palm, tasting her.
"Deidara, stop messing around." She ground out.
He grinned but complied, removing his hand and leaned down to capture her lips. While she was distracted he used his hand to push apart her legs, allowing him to settle between them. He followed her request for him to stop messing around and entered her in a swift motion. She bit back a cry into his should, teeth leaving marks on his skin. It wasn't long before the coil in Deidara snapped but he continued to ride it out.
Yumiryo's muscles tightened around him, causing the coil to draw tight again. Their groans intertwined creating a harmony of sounds. Deidara reached between them, his hand sliding towards her core. The tongue darted out, licking her as he continued his thrusting. Her breathing grew heavier and her body began to shake, her arms snaked around his neck bringing him down into a harsh kiss, bruising their lips.
She couldn't hold back any longer and her body arched upwards to meet his, a strangled moan leaving her lips. A spasm gripped her body and one ripped through him as well. His arms gave out and he laid atop her to catch his breath. She nuzzled her nose against his cheek, planting soft kisses all along his jaw line. He finally pulled himself off of her, lying by her side. She curled against him, placing her mouth by his ear.
"Leave Akatsuki." She whispered.
All the anger and guilt he had felt upon arrival returned, catching his breath. She stilled beside him, instantly regretting what she had said. Yumiryo feared that if she moved he would get up and storm off, leaving her to feel alone again but he didn't. After what seemed like hours Deidara took a deep breath and wrapped his arms tight around her. She gave a content sound, cuddling closer and decided she was better off not asking if his gesture meant he would or not.
When she finally fell asleep, Deidara removed himself from her and stumbled through the dark, grabbing up his pants and shoes. He made it to the living room with relative ease, pulling his pants up and slipping his shirt over his head. He sat heavily on the couch to pull on his shoes and when he finished slumped forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His hat, scope, cloak and clay lay a few feet away from him, in a pile on the floor.
The longer he sat there the longer he thought about leaving Akatsuki but he knew that idea was stupid. The Uchiha Bastard would just be ordered to bring him back and he still wasn't strong enough to beat him. He groaned loudly; bring up his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. So many thoughts plagued him, causing a sick feeling to grow in his stomach; the main thought being he still had to carry out his mission.
He shook his head quickly. He wasn't going to do it. He already told the Uchiha that and how was he supposed to carry it out anyway? He couldn't. There was no way. With that in mind Deidara quickly pulled his Akastuki attire back on, left the small house quickly and headed back to base.
"Deidara." The cool voice of the Uchiha rang out in the room.
The blonde turned to him, glaring slightly, "Itachi, un."
"I'm just here to inform you that I carried out the mission as promised. Leader is disappointed you did not do as you were told."
The look of shock that covered the blonde's face, followed by the sick look and vomit did not surprise the Uchiha. He continued to watch him as he sank to his knees, gripping the sides of his head tightly. The image before him brought back his own memories and he fought the frown that tried to cross his face. When the blonde looked up at him he could see the trail of tears down his cheeks and his eye looked just as red as his own.
Deidara brought Yumiryo's lips to his, kissing her gently, "I love you, yeah. I'm sorry I never told you that."
She smiled up at him, tears in the corners of her big green eyes. His smile was sad as he brushed the only tear back with the pad of his thumb. She pulled him into another hug, resting her head against his chest. Her voice was muffled by the clothing of his shirt.
"You tell me that every night silly."
When they pulled apart, tears had begun to gather in his own eyes and spilled down his cheeks in twin trails. Yumiryo gave him a questioning look, one that Deidara couldn't answer. Slowly but surely she leaned forward and Deidara closed his eyes as soft lips kissed both cheeks. She pulled away but he kept his eyes closed tightly, keeping the feel of her lips against his cheeks. When he finally opened blue eyes he found nothing before him.
"No, un. I never did."
"You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on."