Yeah, he definitely had to patch things up. He would start with Sakura first. Then after that, maybe she would be able to help Sasori fall back in love with him ... if by any chance she hadn't fallen for the puppet master herself.

That next morning Deidara woke up on the verge of being extremely groggy. Yesterday night had been rough and he felt in his gut that today would be rougher. He just prayed to whatever God that happened watching over them that Sakura wouldn't be as pissed or upset as she was last night so that way it would be easier to talk about Sasori no danna. Deidara stretched and stood up on the cold wooden floor before making his way to the bathroom he and Sasori used to share. "Used to … We used to do this, un." Deidara thought dropping his head and passing the mirror by, not even bothering to look at himself and stepped in the shower. He was pretty sure he didn't look too good anyway. Deidara let the warm water relax him as it glided over his tensed muscles and sighed in somewhat contentment. The gallons of liquid felt good and that was great but he still had too much on his mind. When the water ran cold he shut it off and stepped out tying a towel around his waist and hair then began to brush his teeth and the palms of his hands. Looking at the tooth brush, he remembered how surprised Sasori had been when he first saw the blonde brushing the mouths on his palms. Deidara let out a soft chuckle and threw down the now abandoned brush.

Deidara tossed his clothes together and put them on then busied himself with fastening his Akatsuki cloak but stopped right in the middle. He looked over to the vacant bed and felt hot tears swell up in his eyes trying to soak his black lashes. "Danna … I'm sorry, un." Deidara gave himself a quick mental slap temporarlity freeing him of his troubling thoughts. He had to stop thinking about Sasori so much. But still, just thinking about quitting made the tears come back all over again. He could never forget about the Ex-Suna ninja no matter how hard he tried.

A sharp knock at the door snapped him out of his thoughts. Deidara quickly fastened his cloak and leaped to the door with his heart racing. He didn't know who it could be but somewhere inside of him he hoped it to be that puppet master knocking outside the room that they once shared telling him to come eat as if nothing had happened. Deidara turned the knob with a shaky and sweaty hand slowly opening the door. The clay master took in a sharp breath seeing who it was and dropped his hold on the knob. It was Sasori. What was Sasori doing here? He stared at the ex-nin. Did he come to tell him he loved him, forgave him, and everything was going to be fine? All he had to do was breathe and wait so that's what he did.

Sasori stared back at the blonde for what seemed like several minutes with a stoic expression covering up his sadness. Sasori knew Deidara could see through his faulty appearance and he knew it painfully well.

Deidara's heart clenched at his ex-lover's face. Normally, had Sasori attempted to pull off the blank attitude he would have almost fallen for it. Deidra wanted to break the tenseness and so he hesitantly made the first move to talk. "D-Danna ... I-"

Sasori put up his hand. "I'm not mad at you …" This was going to be harder to say than he thought even after he spent the rest of that night in his head just thinking about it.

Deidara smiled and continued to hold on to hope. Sasori had really come to say that everything was okay.

"But …"

The blonde's smile dropped. "…But what, un?"

"Stay away from me."

Bam

"Don't call me danna."

Bam

"As you already know we will no longer be lovers."

Bam

Sasori felt sick at the beginning and end of each sentence. He broke eye contact as he prepared to make his final statement that would maybe make the blonde feel better. He couldn't even face him anymore. "…Breakfast is ready."

Deidara was right. Sasori had come to say the food was ready but not in the way he wanted it to be. Instead it went just the opposite and Deidara didn't know what else he could say. Sasori had just clarified the rules and the new status of their relationship crushing his feelings and then the red head had suddenly told him breakfast was ready as if nothing was said. Instead of crying in front of the now young man like he knew he was about to Deidara took a step back watching Sasori's indifferent face and slammed the door.

The puppeteer watched the door shut inwardly flinching and left before he could give in to the urge to tell him everything was still okay.

When Sasori reached the kitchen he saw Sakura at the table reading a medic book and drinking orange juice only pausing to take bites of her blueberry pancakes and eggs. Seeing her by herself, he assumed the reast of the Akatsuki were out doing missions. Great. As long as she's been hanging around and doing missions it was still awkward seeing her in the organization. She never told them exactly why she left but he knew it had something to do with Itachi's brother. He also knew she hoped to get information out of him about Orochimaru. but that was never going to happen unless she earned it. It didn't matter if they were dating or not.

"You told him breakfast was ready?" Sakura looked up from her book at Sasori

"Yeah" "And I also hurt his feelings." Sasori stuck a fork in his food and played with the waffles tearing them up into diminutive little pieces.

Sakura leaned over the table and placed a hand over his forehead gazing at him with concerned eyes. "You okay?"

She wasn't questioning him on anything personal but he still didn't want to talk about it. "I'm fine." "I think I feel guilty."

"Okay, are you sure I was jus-"

"I'm fine." He stated again, this time with more force and abruptly left back to their room forgetting about his pancakes. He wasn't ready to eat anyway. Down the hall he could hear the konoichi telling him to take it easy until he's completely better and that he loved him. Sasori glared hard at his motioning feet. Calling Sakura his lover just didn't feel right no matter how much he supposedly loved her and her saying that she loved him didn't make him feel the same way. The day had only begun and he already felt like he needed a way out. Maybe taking a nap would help him stop thinking about Deidara and Sakura for the time being.

TBC

So Sakura and Sasori ARE in fact indeed lovers for now...or maybe forever... XD

And I'm not going to spoil about what exactly happened to Sasori ... you'll just have to keep reading and wait!

Chapter 3 will be up soon!