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Powerful wind and rain bombarded the two of them as they neared the land of water, forcing trees down in its path. Sasori abruptly turned to Deidara and called,
"We should stop somewhere safe overnight, at least until this storm blows over!" he shouted over the wind.
"Hai!" Deidara followed the small man.
It took them a while until they reached what they were looking for; a small Inn.
An elderly couple were both sat at the front desk when Sasori booked them in,
"Your cheapest room with two beds, please." He sighed
"Well, I am deeply sorry sir, but we only have one room left and it includes only one bed." The woman shook her head
"Oh?" he took a moment to think before answering, "We'll take it." He quickly grabbed the room key and shuffled along the hall, "Hurry now Deidara."
The boy gaped before running to catch up with Sasori. The small room consisted of two miniature windows, a door leading towards the bathroom, and of course just one bed. Deidara looked hesitantly towards Sasori as he removed Hiruko's shell and placed it in the corner of the room.
Who would get the bed? Would they have to share? His face flushed red before Sasori spoke clearly,
"You can have the bed; I don't feel the need for sleep. You need all the sleep you can get." He huffed.
"Danna... That's not exactly fair, you need rest too." Deidara argued
"Brat, I'm a puppet; this body feels nothing." The red head sauntered off towards the bathroom and the sound of the shower came to life.
Deidara respected his partner very much and rarely received this affection back, whether it was about his art or personality, Sasori barely ever showed interest. However, this sudden kindness caused Deidara to smile inside, a slight blush creeping upon his cheeks. A small grin crept along his face as he removed his cloak and placed himself onto the high rise bed before closing his eyes and resting his head on the single pillow.
Sasori turned off the hot water main and stepped timidly out of the warm shower, wrapped a towel around his lower waist and peaked a look out of the bathroom door. Deidara lay softly against the bed, both eyes closed and a low sound coming from his chest.
"Tsk." Sasori shook his head before dressing into loose trousers and a net shirt.
He stepped carefully into the bedroom, as if trying not to wake the blonde, and sat down slowly on the edge of the bed. Deidara had a small smile puckered onto his lips and his cheeks were settling a rosy red, all of this causing Sasori to smile.
He had to admit, the boy was growing on him.
III
Halfway through the night Deidara felt their legs intertwine but he made no move to stop it and this, he didn't quite understand. He could feel the small mans head resting softly against his hip bone and his hand had resided onto Deidara's forearm.
Deidara needed to pee pretty badly but he didn't want to wake the sleeping man beside him. Slowly yet carefully Deidara shuffled sideways, edging closer towards the end of the bed. A mumble to the side of him caught his attention. Sasori's eyes fluttered open before closing again. Deidara let out a hasty sigh of relief before making another slight move.
A flash of red hair made Deidara's eyes widen in surprise and before he knew it Sasori was leant over him, face inches from his own.
"Where are you going?" his voice sounded husky from just waking
"Danna! Erm, well... the bathroom?" his voice rose to the pitch of a squeak.
A large and amused grin spread slowly across Sasori's face, and suddenly he leaned his head in closer. Deidara's face flushed beetroot and he caught his breath momentarily. Sasori raised an eyebrow before a loud chuckle escaped his mouth. He pushed him self away from Deidara and laid back at the boy's side.
The chuckle continued all the way until Deidara had reached the bathroom and closed the door. He finally let in a huge breath, returning some of his natural colour to his face. He stumbled over towards the sink and splashed cold water into his face fiercely.
What had just happened? If that had been anyone else Deidara would of probably have punched them clean in the nose, but why was this different?
Because it was Sasori?
Deidara held a lot of respect for the man and admired him as a fellow artist (No matter how different their ideals were), but wasn't this getting a bit more personal now? Danna was the only one in the Akatsuki who really acknowledged him, heck, who even spoke to him in fact.
Deidara quickly shook all thought from his head and proceeded with getting dressed and relieving his bladder.
As he stepped out and back into the bedroom Sasori held up his cloak,
"Come on lets go." He stepped inside of Hiruko and left the room.
III
"So just where is this base, hmm?" Deidara shouted towards Sasori who was few meters in front.
"Around the outskirts of Mist." Sasori huffed
"But we haven't even passed through all of the fire country yet, un!" the boy gaped
"It just means that we will have to rest up when we near water country."
"And just how will we know that, yeah?"
"It will most definitely be raining."
He was right. The first sign of rain started to fall when they had just left the fire country, and progressed into hail as they neared the ocean. They decided to stop off in a small and enclosed village facing the ocean. No one stopped to stare at their unusual cloaks which meant that they had chosen a good spot.
"Brat, you go check us in to that Inn over there, I need to go sort something off." Before Deidara could reply Sasori was already moving down the dusty road.
The room given to them was bigger than the last and consisted of two medium sized beds, an en suite, two small windows and few clothes drawers.
Deidara sighed as he removed his cloak letting off a huge weight from his back, and then collapsed slowly onto the bed he had chosen to be his.
He let his eyes flutter open and closed until he fell into a light snooze. Not long after he heard Sasori enter the room and place Hiruko to the side of the room. He could hear the man pacing frantically before he could feel the pressure of his body on the end of the bed.
Deidara then suddenly felt arms wrap around his waist. He turned to see a saddened redhead who face was buried in Deidara's skin near his waist where his shirt has slightly lifted. Before he could say protest Sasori spoke,
"Please... I really need this right now." A flurry of tears streamed down his cheeks and landed on Deidara's skin.
What was going on? Why was danna acting this way so suddenly?
Deidara twisted his body so that Sasori's face was now near his navel, and the boy wrapped a hesitant arm around the crying man's back.
"Hey danna, what's going on? I don't understand, yeah."
There was an unbearable silence for a few seconds before he finally spoke,
"You promise not to laugh?" his voice deep and serious.
"Yes." He nodded his head.
"This village is near where my parents were killed in the war. I waited for them to return for months but all I received was a half hearted letter from the Kazekage, and even more sorrow and hate to build up inside of me.
"My grandma Chiyo taught me how to master puppets; I owe everything to her yet look what I have become! I am a disappointment. My family would spit if they saw me as the man I am today-."
"No!" Deidara sat upright causing Sasori to do the same.
"Don't say that, yeah! Don't you realise how much I respect you? Or even look up to you, yeah? I have never in my life praised someone as much as you, not even the Tsuchikage! Your family would still accept you no matter what you become, that's what family do, un!"
A smile tweaked at the corners of Sasori's lips and his eyes glittered from more oncoming tears.
"Plus-."
His sentence was interrupted by Sasori's lips nearing his own, now just inches away from touching. Deidara caught his breath, heart beat racing beyond average.
"Thank you." Sasori whispered
He slowly grazed his lips over Deidara's before eventually interlocking them. Sasori's lips were surprisingly soft and puckered every time there lips separated for a second.
He let out a small moan as Deidara kissed back.
But he needed more...
So, what do you think? Bit cheesy? Maybe so but ah well!
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