URRRH. VAMPIRE WEEKEND – HORCHATA. I'M ADDICTED. TO THAT SONG.
-:-
The car ride was silent.
Deidara was in the driver's seat, Hinata in the passenger's, and Sasori not in the trunk, but in the back seat, next to Hinata's luggage. Sneakily, he was sifting through her stuff and looking for something to remember her by. (The only thing he found was a pair of underwear, but he couldn't do that to her.)
When they reached the air port, Hinata shifted in her seat uncomfortably. Deidara, being the sweet thing he was, reached out and held her hand tightly. He kissed her hand and interlaced their fingers. Sasori saw them look at each other, blush, then look away. Their hands stayed locked together. Gosh, those two… he thought wistfully.
Deidara parked his car, staying perfectly still in the driver's seat. Hinata slowly slid her hand out of his, then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Good bye, Deidara." She whispered. Deidara's now empty hand twitched in response. Hinata looked downward, sad. "Bye, Hinata…" He seemed dazed all of a sudden. Sasori gave him a puzzled look as he helped Hinata with her stuff. He stepped out of the car and walked with Hinata to the building, looking back at the car. "He'll catch up, Hinata. Don't worry."
Deidara looked at his empty hand. A lump developed in his throat, and a single tear fell down his cheek.
I'll miss her.
This thought sent him bawling – he leaned over the wheel and just let the tears fall silently onto the old, tough material of the horn.
I love her.
I'll miss her.
I miss her now.
Why aren't I with her?
These past couple of weeks have been the best he's had… ever. He couldn't believe that before now, they've only been writing to each other. He couldn't believe that now they were in love – dating, no less. How time flies…
Suddenly, there was a rough jerk to the car. Deidara lifted his head and looked out his window. Sasori stood there, a mortally pissed look on his face. Hastily, he rolled down the window to see what he had to say.
"You total dipshit. What the hell's wrong with you!? What the hell're you doing here, moping around in your car while your girlfriend – literally – is walking away? Do you have any idea how she feels right now, without you!?" He verbally assaulted him. Deidara looked away. Sasori grabbed him by the ponytail and forced him to come out of the car. "Her flight's leaving in ten minutes and you have to move your way through about a hundred people by the door alone. Go to her, you tard." Sasori shoved Deidara into a running start. He still had a few tears in his eyes, but they were washed away with the speed he was going at.
Deidara entered through the doors, at a total loss of where to go. He'd never been to an air port before – never had a reason to. He almost gave up, if it weren't for the glimpse of blue hair in front of him. "Hinata!" he said loudly. A few people stared at him, but he ignored them. The girl with blue hair ahead of him wasn't Hinata, to his disappointment. However, when she walked away, she saw a sign that said, Washington to New York – boarding in 5 minutes. Then there was an arrow at the bottom that pointed in the direction of the dock (he assumed).
He broke into another breathtaking run, bumping into many people. He caught a glimpse of Sasori swiftly following behind him. He had no idea where to go, either.
Desperate, Deidara jumped over bags and dodged anonymous strangers to get to that dock where Hinata was boarding. Eventually he found it – with only three minutes to find her. He saw Hinata – for sure – walking slowly into the tunnel that connected to the plane. He was so relieved to see her, he almost slowed to a stop. However, Sasori ran up behind him and gave him a good kick in the back to get him running after her.
Of course, he didn't know that you had to give the nice lady your ticket to board the plane, so security stopped him in his tracks. Helpless, he cried out her name.
"HINATA!!" Deidara struggled in security's arms. Hinata turned around, surprised. She had been crying only moments ago – her eyes were slightly puffy. "Deidara…!" She dropped her bags and walked toward him.
Two minutes until departure.
She broke into a run. Staff saw what the situation was, so they let Deidara go. He ran to her as well, breathing heavily with relief. He picked her up and spun her around. "Oh my God, that was too close…" he sighed into her shoulder. She held on to him, tears flowing from her eyes. "I'll miss you, Deidara. So much." She cried. Deidara felt a tear threaten to fall. "I know. I'll miss you, too." He kissed her head – her hair – and put her down on the ground. They pulled away to look into each other's eyes.
"Hinata, I… I love you." He said softly. She smiled. "I love you, too, Deidara." He leaned down and kissed her for as long as they could before the ticket lady told them to hurry along. She jumped up to give him one last kiss on the cheek. "Bye, Deidara. I love you!" She scurried into the plane as it was preparing itself to leave. He waved to her, trying his hardest not to cry. In public. "I love you, Hinata! Don't forget!" He yelled. He caught her beautiful smile as the door closed.
Deidara began walking back to Sasori, who was standing and waiting for him. "She'll come back." He said. Deidara nodded. "She'd better… Or I'll go over to New York myself." He laughed. Sasori grinned.
The two walked back to the car. Deidara looked up at the sky and saw the plane take off into the sky. Absently, he waved to the plane – to her – and he could have sworn he saw somebody waving back.
-:-
1: Neji woke up. Late.
2: He had about an hour to pack, double check, take a shower, triple check, get a taxi, go to the air port (which was a good 30 minutes away) and catch his flight. Or, at least, the same flight as Hinata's.
3: He took a shower.
4: He packed.
5: He double checked.
6: He just wasted 30 minutes.
Neji stumbled out the door of the hotel, quickly paid his expenses, and stormed out the door. There was still a considerable amount of snow, so getting a taxi was out. He quickly got on a bus, hoping that he could make it in time.
Amazingly, he did. The flight was just boarding, and he saw Hinata a few feet ahead of him. However, suddenly, he was pushed aside, and all of his stuff slid across the room. He looked around to glare at whoever the son-of-a-bitch was that pushed him, but his eyes caught sight of Deidara, chasing after Hinata. He was about to get up again, but another foot hit him in the back, and his face met the floor again.
Dammit! Who was that!? Neji straight up glared as he looked up to find that red-haired kid following after Deidara. Both were wreaking havoc – only the red haired kid seemed to know what he was doing.
He gathered his stuff and grumbled as he walked toward the dock, where he saw the sweetest scene ever. A boyfriend was saying good-bye to his girlfriend in an emotional kiss and hug.
Wait. That girlfriend seemed familiar.
Hey… that was Hinata!
-:-
Hinata got off the plane, sighing. Her heart ached already – and it's only been five hours! Deidara was so special to her… she couldn't imagine being without him anymore.
At the loading dock, she bumped into someone. Both fell to the ground. Hinata looked up to see someone very familiar. "Oh, I'm sorry…" She noticed that it was the guy in the trench coat and sunglasses. However, his sunglasses were knocked out, revealing a familiar set of eyes.
"…Neji."
Neji stood up and dusted himself off, not noticing that Hinata knew who he was. "Oh, it's quite alright. I hope you aren't hurt…" He reached up to adjust his sunglasses, which weren't there. Wide-eyed, he patted his pockets in search for them. Hinata handed them to him, and Neji knew he was found out. She gave him a skeptical look. "What are you doing here? Dressed like that, no less!" She asked in a very, very angry tone. "I – Well – You see – Uh – " Neji stammered.
"I can't believe you came with me to Washington! Don't you have any sense of privacy? You have no idea how many times I wanted to call the police because I saw you everywhere I went!" She scolded as they went to the parking lot to find their parents waiting for them. Their father seemed happy to see them at first, but then slowly realized what them walking together meant.
Hiashi shrunk down in the passenger's seat as his wife drove the car. Hinata was glaring daggers at him, while Neji was staring uneasily ahead.
"Dad… You sent Neji after me, didn't you?"
"I was only thinking of your safety, dear. It was for the best." Hiashi tried his best to maintain a professional attitude on the subject. He was actually scared shitless.
"Really? So you don't trust me, your 23 year old daughter who already lives on her own in a nice apartment on the other side of town, to go to Washington to visit a friend without killing herself? Thanks, Dad. That means a lot." Hinata hissed. It sent chills down Hiashi's spine.
Clearing his throat, he shamelessly asked, "Neji! Do you have any important findings to report?" Neji gulped. "Dad!" Hinata shrieked, blushing. "Y-Yes, sir! I have observed a very important development in Hinata's life… She has found herself a boy – " Hinata slapped a hand over Neji's mouth. " – friend! A friend, who happens to be a boy. Two guys, actually." Of course her parents thought otherwise.
"Oh my, has Hinata developed for herself a long distance relationship?" Her mother laughed from the wheel. Hinata blushed darkly. "What does it matter!? Aah, stop, it's embarrassing!" She crossed her arms and stared out the window.
--
When her family dropped her off at home (no doubt after a couple of hours trying to interrogate her about her new boyfriend) Hinata couldn't help but check the mail. It was a small habit of hers, and part of her expected a letter from Deidara, even though she just saw him a day ago. She went up to her apartment (by stairs, for memory's sake) and put her stuff on the bed before looking through two weeks of mail. She froze when she saw the last envelope in the pile.
Dear Hinata, it read.
I was hoping that you'd be reading this the minute you got home. (If it's a little later than that, sorry!)
I know you miss me (and believe me, I miss you) so I was thinking that sometime during the spring I'd save up and go to New York to see you. Sasori's going to miss you too – it was refreshing for him to meet a new human being after so long. :P
I really wanted this to reach you ASAP, so it'd seem like we never had to leave each other. I hope it worked, and I hope you don't feel too lonely without me. I feel lonely without you (even though I wrote this before you left) and it put a hole in my gut to know that you were going to leave soon.
I just want you to know that I love you very much. And I miss you. A lot.
Love Love Love Love Love Love Love,
Deidara
Hinata felt a tear run down her cheek and a smile spread on her face. She hugged the letter to her chest, letting it fill her heart up. Then she took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote back.
Dear Deidara
If I had to write to you how much I miss you, I'd have to send you a whole package full of letters describing it! I can't believe how much I love you, and how quickly I fell in love with you. X)
I hope you do come over during the spring – or any time at all. I can't imagine what it'd be like if I could only see you once a year.
I miss you, too. And I love you so much.
Love times a million,
Hinata
She wrapped it in an envelope and gave it a light peck to the front. She ran down the stairs and put the letter into her mailbox, just like she did so many times before. She turned and walked back to her apartment, craving something familiar and sweet. She sat at her kitchen table and set herself up a cup of hot chocolate. She read Deidara's letter over again, letting another tear of happiness drip into her drink.
I can't wait to hear from you again, Deidara.
-:-
Deidara sat at his kitchen table, sipping a cup of hot chocolate. He read Hinata's letter over and over again and sighed. He knew it – he was really in love with her. It couldn't be normal to miss someone this much, could it?
He heard someone knock on the door, then the ka-chack of someone picking the lock. Sighing, he went over to the door, experiencing a large case of déjà vu. He opened the door to find Sasori crouched down in front of the lock, grumbling.
"Hello, loser." Yup. Extreme déjà vu.
"Well, I'm better than you in the girl department." Deidara smirked as Sasori grumbled a string of curses. "Aah, that's going to be your comeback from now on, isn't it?" He said as he stood up and walked in. "It's the truth, you know." Deidara said, walking with him into the kitchen.
"Yeah, yeah. You lucky bastard."
-:-
The End!
A bit unsatisfying, but that's what the epilogue is for, right?
Thank's for reading, you guys!