A/N : -Looks at messy notebook frantically- oh, oh, oh I'm so sorry you guys that the update is late you see I had a writer's block and my mom was hassling me like a drill sergeant about school work and other stuff.

Also … I've read the reviews – which were funny, cool, sweet , and gave me motivation!- and I've been getting a lot of "OOOHHHH NOOO DEIDARA IS EEEEMMMOOOO!!" haha and um let's see what else … -thinks- oh yeah! And "OMG DEIDARA IS" and "WHAT HAPPENED TO SASORI!?" And it actually made me laugh a little XD. You guys are so silly.

Just bear with me I'm really getting close to telling what happened to Sasori. I just might add it in this chapter I'm not sure because as I'm writing this Author's Note I'm thinking of possible ideas. And I'm not going to change my note!

Sasori: Enjoy. –stares-

Deidara: Chapter 8 is finally up, un! – stares expectantly at JoongStarr waiting for inner fangirl-

JoongStarr: -glomps- Yay!

He would have to thank Sakura in the morning for saving him and Sasori for staying with him. Slowly but surely things were getting better. He could only hope that this wasn't a dream.

Deidara stirred and opened his eyes as a heated light beamed in through his windows causing him to squint and cover his eyes. Stretching his left arm he was surprised to feel a lump next to him as he let it fall back on the bed. Looking over, he saw a mass of red hair sticking out from under his ridiculously heavy comforter. Deidara rubbed his eyes still very much surprised. Wow, he must have had to be really tired not to notice a body lying next to him in his stupid twin sized bed. "Wait … a body, un?" Deidara squeaked, jumping, and snapping his eyes open causing the body with red hair to stir. Tentatively, he took a shaky hand and slowly pulled down the blanket revealing a sound Sasori. Deidara stared down at the puppet master and his lungs collapsed. Sasori was really sleeping with him. He must have snuck in while Deidara was long gone in sleep. Thinking about this, the blonde smiled and leaned over laying a small kiss on the other's cheek. It felt so soft and warm … he looked so peaceful and happy.

Sasori snuggled closer to Deidara in response and whispered to the clay artist still a little more than half asleep. "I wanted to sleep … with you …"

"I know, un." Deidara moved some hair away from his own face and looked out the window. It was really bright outside today and the Sakura trees blowing in the soft wind with their petals fluttering across the sky and grass made it really beautiful.

Sasori cracked an eye open and studied the blonde after hearing his voice. He remembered not being able to sleep well and coming into the other man's room. He slept fine after that so it didn't matter that much anymore. Sitting up, he tugged the blonde's hair downwards pulling his head back and leaned in to a loving kiss.

Deidara muffled something about Sasori trying to rip his scalp off for his puppets which made them both give faint laughs. Sighing, Deidara climbed on top of the red head pushing him down and deepening the kiss exploring the sweet cave with his wet tongue.

Sasori melted into the bed and unconsciously wrapped his legs around the blonde pulling him further down until their groins touched lacing their fingers together. Both men let out a soft groan and their digits roamed over each other's bodies. Sasori tightened his grip on Deidara's back and felt something turn in his stomach while Deidara ravished his neck and nipples. Sasori shut his eyes and tried to relax his body. He knew that the clay artist wasn't them but it felt like they were rushing. Sure, they made love before but now Deidara's touch didn't feel like Dei. When Sasori opened his eyes he gasped and pushed at the figure that was no longer his lover but one of the many ANBU that attacked him.

Deidara looked at Sasori startled. "Danna?!"

Sasori screamed and struggled to shove the stranger off of him. "Fuck off!"

"What the hell is wrong, un?!" Deidara held the red head firmly against the bed looking him in the eyes and glancing over his thrashing figure.

"Stop it! Quit! Get the fuck off!" Sasori felt his eyes burn and hot tears stream his face. He wouldn't be invaded and torn apart anymore. "Deidara, help me!"

Deidara panicked, he didn't know what to do and Sakura said she was leaving that morning to get groceries and buy new equipment. All he could really do was try to get through to the red head and hope he'd realize it was him. "Sasori listen, do you hear me? It's me, Deidara! Nobody's here but me and you, un!"

"Liar … I-I'm not gonna ..." Sasori choked between tears. He hated himself at the moment for crying over his situation and in front of this strange man. He'd done enough crying. And where was Deidara? He was lying right next to him a few seconds ago. What if they got him too? "I'm not gonna let you hurt me you fucking pervert!" Sasori screamed and laid a swift punch to the unsuspecting stranger causing him to lighten his grip enough to wriggle from his hold and dash out the door running down the hallway with bare feet. "Not this. I need my puppets" Sasori looked behind him to see the supposed stranger chasing him. "He'll trap me. There's no time." Sasori panicked and busted through the front door running out into the field and towards thick woods.

"Sasori!" Deidara growled to himself, "Shit, he must be hallucinating, un. Stupid, why did you touch him, un?" Deidara sifted through the holster he was able to grab along the way and began to form a clay bird in his hand with his mouthed palm lapping and chewing at the clay. "Almost done …" Never losing sight of the red head he stopped tossing the bird into the air life sizing it enough to jump on. Now he was flying above Sasori and could see his figure darting across each tree. Deidara squinted his eye and dove down, flying in front of the ex sand nin receiving a yelp of surprise. "Sasori, stop un!"

Sasori's eyes darted around frantically. How did he know his name? Sasori backed up against a big tree, shaking and clutching his shirt. He was trapped. Where was Deidara to save him this time? Just like last time he wasn't there.

Deidara took and careful step towards the red head. After seeing nothing big had happened he took another and another until he heard a small whimper come from the red head then stopped. He was right in front of Sasori. Their proximity was so close he could feel Sasori's haggard breathing and fright radiating off of him. He stared at the artist with concern etched in his voice and soft features. "It's okay, un." Deidara touched the other's shoulder with his finger causing the ex-puppet to jump. "You can open your eyes, un."

Sasori shook his head vigorously trying not to take in anything the stranger was saying. "Don't tou-!"

"Open your eyes, un!"

Sasori stopped in mid sentence instantly recognizing the voice he snapped his eyes open. Taking a look around he came to the conclusion that it was safe but Deidara didn't look mad either. He didn't see any bodies. "You imagined it all, baka …"

Seeing the distress in the other's eyes he pulled him in for a hug and held him protectively kissing his forehead. "It's okay, un …"

"Deidara … I …" Sasori trailed off. His head hurt and the bridge of his nose stung. He felt so stupid.

"You need to cry, un."

Sasori averted his gaze to the earth. "I've way cried too much lately."

Deidara lifted his chin. "There's no such thing as crying too much when you need to, un." He said and told the red head to let it out while everyone was gone.

"I was … afraid." Sasori bit his lip. This was going to be harder to say than he thought. "They came up to me … one at a time … and called me a slut …"

Deidara's blood boiled but kept his composure encouraging Sasori to continue.

"I … when you left I … they touched me … I was bleeding and … and he entered … I just screamed … I didn't know what else to do! My mind was blank I couldn't think. After him it was the next one and the next one … until they were done and …"

Deidara held him tighter. "And …"

"And they called me a whore after what they did! They left me bleeding! They broke my bones and bruised me! But it was them that did it to me since I was a whore … I could've done something but I didn't!"

"Sasori danna … It's not your fault, un." Deidara tried his best to comfort the red head by rubbing circles on his back and holding him but it didn't seem like enough.

"I could've summoned a puppet. I could have stopped them …" Sasori paused and looked up at Deidara with glossy eyes. "Why didn't you come back Deidara?" The artist dug his nails into Deidara's shirt. "I was … terrified. I needed you to save me Deidara! " Sasori growled "But you weren't there brat! Like I save you … I'm always there but you weren't there for me when I needed you!"

Deidara just stood frozen while Sasori cried it off in his shoulder watching the other's shoulders shake. "I'm sorry, un. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you, un. I … I was already almost to headquarters, un." He took in a shaky breath and buried his face in the S-rank criminal's neck. "If I would've heard I would've come back, un I promise." Deidara breathed in the other's scent. He couldn't cry if he wanted to be strong for Sasori. "That … it won't happen again, un. I love you so much Sasori danna do you really think I would just let you suffer and know about it?"

Sasori blinked a couple times and looked up. He had really thought that.

"I wouldn't, un."

Sasori really felt stupid now

"And I'm sorry I touched you like that, un. I just missed us, un."

"You came after me." The red head said more or less like a statement than a wonder.

"Of course I did, un! What kind of boyfriend would I be, un?!"

"Boyfriend … so I guess this means we're lovers again brat?" Sasori asked cocking his head to the side waiting for a response from the blonde which he already knew the answer to while he sniffed and wiped his watery eyes.

"Duh danna, un."

"C'mere brat." Sasori ran his fingers through blonde locks as the taller male leaned onto him. The artist took a second glance at his hair just then noticing the shortened length. Shows how much attention he'd been paying. He was too busy worrying about the blonde's cuts and himself. "Why did you do that brat?"

Deidara gave a nervous chuckle and leaned out of the other's embrace pulling his sun kissed hair completely back into a medium length ponytail, even the bang. "I just wanted a new look."

Sasori gave him a disbelieving glance before returning his attention to the chopped hair. The ends were uneven. "That's the story you're sticking with?"

The blue eyed blonde nodded.

"Even though you're lying, I guess I can let it slide this once."

Deidara let out a sigh of relief.

"You wanted to new look so I would pay you attention brat?" Sasori said while twisting his index and middle fingers around the ponytail. When he didn't get a response he continued. "I love you anyway with short hair or long hair. Scarred or unscarred I love you. Nothing you do can make you appear different or better because you're already great to me." The puppet artist leaned forwards to the blonde and touched their lips. "You'll still be the same inside."

Deidara stared at Sasori wide eyed and smiled. "Thank you … I love you too danna, un. And you know what else, un?"

"What?"

Deidara's breath became husky as he whispered into the red head's sensitive ear causing a shiver to run down Sasori's back. "You're skin is so warm and soft, un. It's perfect, un."

Sasori took in a deep breath. He could trust the blonde. He just had to remember it was Deidara because he would never take advantage of him or hurt him. Knowing this, he pulled the blonde's head down and craned his neck to the side shivering and moaning as Deidara tentatively nipped and sucked at the fair, tender flesh. "Perfect enough to make love to?"

Deidara placed both hands on either side of Sasori against the huge tree trunk. "Perfect, un." Deidara felt his excitement rise to his chest and down his groin but stopped his nipping when he heard a soft whimper. "Are you okay, un? I'll stop jus say it, un."

"No." Sasori fought down another small noise. He knew it was Deidara but it still proved to be tough. He was having a battle between his mind and body and it seemed his body was winning. Thanking god or whoever was up there, he didn't need another repeat episode of today. It felt so good and he needed the blonde's touch more than anything. He needed to feel the blonde kissing, touching, and holding him. "I'm fine brat. Just keep going." Sasori gave the blonde a harsh kiss seeing the unsure look in his eyes. "Let's go somewhere comfortable. Deidara, I'm ready this time. I promise."

-TBC-

Hehe I cut it off again! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Chapter 9 will be here soon.

To answer some questions because I know you're wondering:

Q: Where the freak did the lemon go?!

A: It's in chapter 9

Q: Then … why don't you post it up?!

A: I haven't written it yet XD

Q: What about SasoxSaku?

A: Well … I didn't forget about them! I'm adding that breakup in chapter 9 because Sakura was out and about in this chapter.

Q: Is chapter 9 going to be happy?!

A: Yes, no sad stuff. Complete smex and fluff.

P.S This has nothing to do with the story but I just got a pink five star 5 subject notebook for like 5.00 finally because my old one's cover was ripping so this time I got the plastic cover! I should have it for a while … hmm …

So don't worry you're creative brains out.