The main characters will be used in alter chapters don't fret! Not meagerly, however. And yes I am aware that there are mistakes in this- I don't much mind them but if you do please, feel free to complain.
WolvenTerror: Yes, I made it up; sorry to anyone if it is actually real and I'm unaware.
Warnings: It's AU; there is language and some mild violence. A little angst on Deidara's part not too much though.
-I don't own Naruto, for the record.-
Chapter two: There's nothing better then being ensnared
When he was dressed he was put under lock and chain with no time to waste in a room better suited for him if he was going to be apart of this little escapade soon. Pein insisted on it- seeing as the demon wasn't going to do anything if it didn't feel safe and being in the dungeon wasn't safe feeling. That was two days ago- and since then anyone who went into the room got things thrown at them in a rage. The demon; not really taking a liking to Itachi since, he's the one who brought him down in the first place. The maids all got things chucked at them and one was taken to the hospital because he'd broken her arm when she reached to see if he was awake. Bad move on her part.
So again he had to be restrained and knocked out- which was how he was now, sleeping restlessly on the plush bed in the room down the vast hallway in the east wing of the castle.
The night was approaching and Sasori's arrival was quick and swift without any time wasted. However it could have been better- if he hadn't have pushed his damn steed this hard through the desert it wouldn't be tired upon arrival, he wouldn't be tired on arrival. Sighing deeply to himself through his nose, the red head walked himself over to the throne room pausing outside of it and knocking. A loud but muffled 'Come in' sounded and he entered not all the bit too happy, either.
"Pein-sama, my king you must have had him caught and dealt with already." The demon, he was referring to a small frown on his overall expressionless face. Shifting on his feet slightly he stood as best he could under the condition he was in. It was cold here, and he was a desert rat- not a rain junkie like these elfish fools. "..please tell me your majesty what do you wish of me?" Sasori seemed to silence after that and with this silence, Pein turned slightly in his chair both eyes placed with intensity on his form. The silence followed still and after a few more minutes Pein shifted again and gave the slightest of inclines of his head, "Sasori, my friend, please assist me in taming this Demon." A pause and the red heads eyes widened fractionally.
"Wh-what?" He stuttered shaking his head a bit, "Your majesty, I don't think that's a very good Idea I mean.."
He was cut short of his words when Pein's booming voice echoed through the room, "Enough!" He started slamming his hand on the chairs arm, "The empathic- Hinata Hyuga is coming here from that blasted fire country to help calm him if he tries to hurt you- she'll be here shortly. You will get him to talk, you will get him to join us and you will break him!" Pein's voice rose until the very end of his speech where his eyes narrowed as if daring Sasori to speak out against his wishes. The red head blinked gulped and sighed nodding his head in understanding bowing in his best nature. "I'm sorry, yes sir I will do as you say…" Sasori murmured moving to stand up strait staring at the king with a rather quiet gaze. The king smiled waving a hand at the door signaling for him to go. "Down the hall way. Meet itachi and he'll take you to the room, alright? Be careful- I know you are strong my friend but I would hate to have the demon kill you…." The hint of humor in the sadistic kings voice was hardly something that could be ignored and Sasori holding his tongue lowered himself again in a bow and left shortly after.
Briskly walking out Sasori let out a hefty sigh gritting his teeth as he walked down the hallway light feet moving with swiftness that only he could do under the angry condition he was holding. Half-way down this long hallway he met up with Itachi who nodded quietly to him leading the soldier and good time friend of the king down a narrower hall then back into a large one entering a door then stopping once they re-entered a hallway near the east end of the castle. Part of Sasori wanted to just say no and leave- but it wasn't as if he had much choice now- was it? The place was a maze of halls and rooms some he'd much rather stray from.
"Thank you." Sasori said curtly to Itachi who nodded and in his mono-toned voice spoke: "Yes. Hinata will be here shortly- no need to wait I am pretty sure he's asleep as of right now." How wrong he was.
Itachi opened the door slowly and to his and Sasori's surprise the half-dressed demon was up eyes flying around the room widely trying to find a way out. The clothing he had on was long since ripped and slightly bloody, the blue in his eyes was clouded and the long blonde hair down his back and over his shoulders a bit. The chaos all seemed to stop in defining silence when the demon's eyes hit Sasori and Itachi.
He jumped from the bed crashed with the stone wall and clawed at it pressing firm to it before growling and turning bending slightly to glare in a careless manner. He was acting like a feral cat bent slightly eyes narrowed brow creased. Sasori stiffened then glanced at Itachi with a raised brow the fire man only shrugged and pushed the red head in further to talk. "I'm closing the door." Itachi said faintly turning to leave Sasori adding a quiet, "Please do- and tell that girl to hurry." It was a demand and itachi nodded letting it close. Sasori turned back and a loud growl emitted from the blonde male and he moved walking along the wall when Sasori started coming closer. He ended up jumping over the bed- when Sasori got to close glaring daggers into his red-head.
"..I take you don't understand me…" Sasori started in that no-nonsense voice he had about him licking his lips faintly. "But, in any case.." He gestured to himself slowly getting the Demons undivided attention at the moment. "I am…" He said resting his hand on his finely clothed chest, "Sasori Akasuna." He paused to let this sink in- and the hateful look turned into one of distaste.
The red head motioned to himself again and repeated rather sternly "Sa-so-ri A-ka-su-na." He waited the look that crossed the Demon's face was one of understanding and it nodded blinking at him.
"…Saserii.." The red head made a face a grumbled. "No, Sasori." He supplied waiting.
"Sasori…" The blonde smiled then toothily narrowing his eyes in triumph. "Sasori!" He laughed then shaking his head letting his tongue trace his lips once walking around as if stalking Sasori. This action didn't fall very well in the red head suna's book and almost immediately moved around to get away. This can't be too good could it?
The demon motioned to himself casually mimicking the motion that Sasori did a minute ago saying the word "Deidara" as an answer getting the red head to mutely nod at him a grim expression adorning the shorter males face.
"..hibeh, eti jyshe limbho…" He said slowly the smile becoming a very nasty looking grin. Sasori blinked stumbling back a little narrowing his eyes in a glare when his legs hit the bed. Fast- he needed to move fast. The blonde- however cornered him then without warning tackled him onto the soft messy bed growling loudly and darkly his short but sharp finger nails digging into Sasori's arms past the fabric over them. The two men wrestled for a while- the blond asserting his dominance over the shorter man quickly. Though too bad for the demon because half way through this little growling, glaring and wrestling match Sasori flipped them over and pinned Deidara down pressing two knees into the tight joint where his arm bet his shoulder keeping him from moving.
The door opened suddenly and a gasp was sounded through the room, which seemed to make the blond fight harder. "Gashta! Hiiji, kekotsu!" He yelled then craning his head back to look at the new person with a glare trashing hard kicking his legs in a fruitless attempt to get Sasori off him. To jar the person holding him down- it wasn't going to well.
'So much for biting open his neck...fuck- they're going to kill me now aren't they?! Those cowards!' Deidara thought bitterly his heart hammering in his chest. He was panicking slightly blue eyes wide in anger and fear; something that's easily masked. Sasori stared at Hinata the new entering person and grunted trying to keep him still as she approached. "Hurry-" He said suddenly kind of frantic his arms burning from the small cuts on them.
She nodded and skittishly ran up placing her hand on Deidara's forehead and the blonde's eyes widened his body going limp shortly after under his hold. A deep sigh fell from Sasori's lungs; he hadn't realized he was holding his breath until now. Hinata drew both hands to her chest eyes saddened at the sight of the blonde. "He's…so scared…" She said quietly in that stutter like voice she held. Sasori nodded at her grunting as he pulled off Deidara and stood rolling his neck slightly then his shoulders hissing at the feeling on his arms.
"Stupid brat!" Sasori growled out himself looking up at Hinata with a glare. "Get out now. I think he's fine. Send some towels down and some fresh clothing for the both of us." Sasori spat at her turning away to walk towards the wash room. "Don't just stand there- go!" He said over his shoulder Hinata stuttering her Okays and yes sirs running out of the room closing the door.
Silence instilled and again Sasori found himself sighing quietly to himself not sure what to do now that the blonde idiot Deidara was sleeping. He himself was tired- knowing he needed a room and not one to just go a look for one Sasori walked to the door and opened it glancing around. Could he leave the blonde alone without him waking and killing himself or someone else? Like the Hinata girl? He couldn't afford that. Gruffly sighing Sasori turned glared at the limp blonde and without second thought (Though he knew he was going to regret this) he walked over swiftly bent over and pulled him up and positioned Deidara in such a way that- if he woke he'd jump up, theoretically, and fall onto the floor with a loud thump.
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Hours passed, and Sasori found himself awake after sleeping for about two hours he assumed. Hinata had brought him clothes and now all he had to do was sit and stare at the blonde demon sitting across the bed from him. His hand twitched- and the first signs of waking up were starting to over-come the blonde's body. Sasori stood up and took a few steps away from the bed standing to stare down at him. Slowly blue eyes cracked open to expose themselves in a glossy manner, turning his head a little to stare at Sasori. It only took a few seconds from him to realize where he was again and he shot up in the bed falling off as Sasori figured he would.
Hiding the smile he felt Sasori rolled his eyes and stepped forward slightly, wondering why it was taking Deidara so long to get up. Bad mistake.
Deidara shot from his spot on the floor tackling Sasori onto the bed- both of them rolling off of it and onto the floor. Sasori was again on his back but this time he was face-to-face in close proximity to the demon who was growling again as if he was a wild cat that had just caught something to eat. That wasn't all to appealing to Sasori- the prospect of being eaten by a deranged Demon he was supposed to 'Break' and 'make one of them' By Pein's words.
"Good afternoon to you too…" Sasori grunted up at the blonde trying to keep his cool. The demon blinked, leaned back and cocked his head to the side- Deidara then smiled down at him, or grinned, and leaned back still sitting firmly on his chest to keep him from moving further.
"…Eh?" Sasori sighed, shaking his head, "Good afternoon!" He yelled then glaring at the blonde atop him.
"..I…." There was a pause on Deidara's part. "..I understand…Fucker." He knew little- but understood better now; not much- not that he knew what he even said anyways. Maybe the red head wouldn't yell so much.
"..I don't think you do." Sasori countered narrowing his eyes. "I think you're lying."
Deidara blinked and glowered quickly moving off of Sasori scrunching up on the floor before him glaring. "…..No…lie…" He muttered like a small child turning his head away from him. Sasori stared turned over got himself up and quickly fished the clothing he'd gotten for the half-naked demon.
"Here, Brat, Get dressed." He shot throwing the clothing at him warning Deidara with a look not to do anything fishy or stupid.
'I should just fuck with him…yeah…' Deidara thought a grin pulling his lips up as he took them and rearranged them slightly, dressing after. He took his sweet time too pulling off his tattered ones then replacing them with new ones. Ah- clean fresh clothing.
They then sat for a few hours not saying anything to one another- Sasori pretty content with just staring blankly at the wall. Deidara took this as a good point to make himself known; and stood walking over to him quietly slinking behind the sitting Sasori on the bed. Making a muffled purring noise Deidara leaned in and as the sneaky demon he was he leaned forward and grasped Sasori with both arms jolting the Suna man out of his stupor and to attention.
"..Sasori…" He purred into his ear not really knowing any other words to say them. The mouths on his hands opened and one grinned as he ran his hands down his neck. The red head growled and elbowed Deidara in the ribs causing the blonde boy to draw back and cross his arm in a pout. "…Humph." He tipped his head up and looked away like a snot might of waiting. Sasori stared and stared at him lifting his eyes from Deidara's head to the ceiling then back down to the demon. "..Don't. Touch." He stated sharply smacking Deidara's head once in a reprimand.
"Try that again and I'll tie you to the bed posts." Sasori threatened turning back around to stare at the wall.
'How in the hell am I supposed to approach this?!'
Deidara whipped his head around to stare in awe at what Sasori said pouting again and growling shortly crossing his arms in a tighter hold glaring at the bed then. 'Why don't you just lock me up to let me kill myself? It'll do this place some good- not only that but it'd do my own people some good.' He grits his teeth quietly and shifted so his back was to Sasori's on the bed crossing his legs as well to match his arms. He wasn't really one to sulk but this was a damn good time to review what had happened as of yet.
First he was woken that day a few days ago to a rather grumpy friend of his, Hidan. The zealous fool wanted to do something grand. Part of there group was a kid by the name of Shikamaru Nara, who from what Deidara knew hated the silver haired demons guts with full force vengeance, however he stuck around for Deidara's sake- so he said. They'd teased the blonde demon that morning sending him into a spiral of a bad mood that ended deeply in a largely angry man. Deidara feeling rushing anger in his veins and being close to the castle decided to bomb the place. He had this things ready pressing clay around back and forth in the mouths on his hands before forming them into butterflies and sending them off. They didn't make it too the wall when fire brought them down.
There started the fight he had with the biggest human-looking ass hole in the world. Itachi Uchiha- who hasn't heard of them? Demons may be shallow, mean and very alone creatures but they still kept up with the times. So- of course the blonde lost, what the hell else was he supposed to do in that predicament other then run away? Or kill himself? And he'd be damned to do that now, so early. He lost- got shipped into a dungeon and stripped of his clothing- given new clothes and now he was in a room with the biggest dick in the world. 'And he fucking wants me dead. Maybe I should explode myself in here- if only I had clay…' Sighing he shifted slightly looking around the room for something- anything to just, to just hurt himself to feel. And to his luck, on the counter where Sasori's discarded old clothing was, glinted a shinny metal throwing knife sitting there beckoning him. Deidara grinned and slowly eased off the bed, keeping his eyes on the Red-head who was obviously deep in thought at this point. Slipping away he got up and walked slowly towards the table looking over his shoulder once, picking it up and staring at it. Sasori seemed not to notice and with this news to him he grinned at himself pushed up his sleeve and quickly pressed the blade down.
'Maybe if I can kill myself I wouldn't be doing anything I didn't want to.' He pulled and hissed- the noise sadly got Sasori's immediate attention.
The red head was up suddenly "What the hell do you think- give me that!" Sasori snapped rushing forward and having a wrestling match again over a knife this time. Getting it out of the demons hands he threw it across the room and it hit the wall making a loud metallic sound before landing down. The blood from the wound on Deidara's arm was getting all over him and Sasori, the blonde grinning pleased.
"..Eh?..." Deidara asked suddenly yanking himself out of reach running around to room tensing his arm running back and forth to dodge Sasori. Getting fed up with the game, Sasori acted like he was going left, faked and jumped right grabbing Deidara and added just enough force on the Demons new wound to get him down and surrendered.
"Let….go….jyhso!" Deidara yelled sucking in a breath with a chocked sob that came out of no where. Blue eyes shone with anger, fear as Sasori lingered over him with a glare that soon softened to nothing but a blank look.
'..Bipolar bastard…' Sasori thought darkly throwing the demon away from him, the fearful look leaving his face almost instantly.
"….God damn it- I'm a mess…" Sasori yelped looking back at the still bleeding Deidara. His shoulders fell head tipping back with an irate huff of breath, moving towards the door, flinging it open after unlocking it. "Can I get some bandage in here? And new clothes- Again!" Sasori grumbled out slamming the door closed behind him glaring at Deidara.
"Come on- get up you need to get cleaned up." Turning slightly he looked at the washroom door then back at Deidara who was staring at him funny. "..You know, clean- bath?" Sasori motioned to the door then at himself and then Deidara. Clarification sucked.
The demon looked away staring off slightly in a daze, "Deidara…" The voice was calm and the blonde demon turned to look with a tired, fearfully hateful and curious look about him.
Sasori- though it hurt his pride and was a bloody waste of time to do- held out his hand and waited. Only after about five minutes of standing like this did Deidara take his hand and a jolt of accomplishment went through the red head.
'Despite him trying god knows what, hitting on me and being emotional like a woman- this still makes me feel self accomplished. What am I becoming? Some softy? Damn it, damn this and God damn you King Pein.'
