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Chapter 13: Respect the Sister of your Master
Deidara strode down the hallways of the Akatsuki base. He paused for a second outside of Sumiko's door and when he pressed his ear against it, he heard only her soft, sleeping breaths. He pulled himself away and headed towards Sasori's room and knocked politely.
When Sasori heard the knock, he almost fell off of his chair in sheer confusion. Whose knock is that: only Itachi, Pain, Konan, Kisame, and Sumiko bother. "Come in."
Sasori was shocked seeing the explosive artist enter his room and the fact he had knocked confused him. I thought politeness was a concept that Deidara couldn't grasp. "Yes, what do you want brat?"
Deidara's eyes meet his, completely serious for once. "I want to ask two things danna. First, what the hell happened to Sumiko-san. The second I will ask once the first is answered." Sasori raised his eyebrow as Deidara somehow kept his signature accent out of his voice.
"Well, she told me that she used to be friends with the Kazekage. To the point where she was a highly trusted ninja back in the Sand Village. She most likely feels guilty about joining the Akatsuki with her friend being the leader of a highly regarded country. Seeing this base most likely reinforced her mixed feelings."
Deidara nodded in comprehension. "I will ask my second question now." Sasori nodded and motioned for Deidara to continue. "May I have the permission to ask Sumiko-san to a date?"
Sasori gazed at Deidara for the longest time. He smirked. "I see why not, but remember this," he suddenly appeared behind Deidara with a kunai pressed against his neck, "hurt my sister… and you will wish you had never been born."
Deidara slowly nodded and massaged his throat gently as the pressure from the kunai was removed. "Thanks Sasori-danna, un."
Sasori shrugged it off. "Go see Sumiko now. She'll want to chat with you. Why a brat like you I can't imagine."
Deidara smiled happily and rushed out of his room. Sasori sighed at his enthusiasm. Sumiko, I hope he makes you happy… I can't stand to see your heart broken again…
Daisuke watched contentedly while Hidan was finishing up his rituals. "I miss having my human body bro. Being unable to please Jashin-sama is a definite downside."
Hidan moaned in pleasure as he stabbed himself one final time with a spear. "That is why my ritual is taking extra long. I am catching up for you bro."
Daisuke smiled with his fox eyes. "Thanks a lot bro. I didn't know you gave a shit about me."
"I do when you're not an asshole."
"Since when am I an asshole you prick?"
"Who're calling a prick you smartass?"
"Better a smartass than a dumbass like you."
"Oh shut the fuck up. Why do you even have feelings for Sumiko-san anyway? As Jashinists, we are not supposed to love anyone unless Jashin gives us permission. I thought a devout follower like you would know that…"
Daisuke was silent. Hidan stood up, ritual now complete and gazed at his brother. The fox's head looked up also. "Jashin-sama did not approve of me wanting to pass my immortality to someone else, especially someone who I cared intensely for. He granted my wish and allowed her to live to the point where she became immortal with youth, but cursed me into this form. I have had to harden my feelings of love for her to remain loyal to Jashin-sama, but my feelings of loyalty will never vanish."
Hidan shook his head. "Still being a noble bastard Mamoru."
"Remember, here my name is Daisuke, remember carefully. As Mamoru, I had a reputation…"
Deidara pressed an ear against Sumiko's door and as he was reaching for the door knob, it opened to reveal a kunoichi with half lidded eyes and tousled hair. "Deidara-kun?" she asked softly.
"Yeah, un." Deidara could not help but stare at her. She looks so beautiful like that… even when half asleep.
"You came to see me?" She sleepily raised her eyebrow but it merely gave her an amused look.
"Of course, un! I wanted to see you first, but I had to see Sasori-danna first."
"Oh… I see…" Sumiko's eyes flickered with sadness for a moment before Deidara grabbed her hands with his.
"I wanted to see you first, really, un! I had to ask him something first."
"What did you ask?"
"I asked him if I could take you out on a date… Will you go on a date with me Sumiko-chan?"
Sumiko was now wide awake. She looked at Deidara with an expression that made him want to smile: joy. "Of course I will Deidara-kun." She drew him into a deep hug and looked into his blue eye. Her lips curled into a smile.
Deidara's face immediately lit up and he leaned into the happy red head. The shared a brief kiss when they heard a camera go off. Kakuzu's face was lit up in glee until Sumiko appeared behind him with a smirk. "Go ahead Kakuzu-san. Go ahead and show the photos to my brother. He already knows about Deidara's involvement with me. Essentially, you just wasted some money on the film you used to take pictures of us."
Kakuzu's mouth dropped; a fact that Deidara and Sumiko could tell, even with his mask on. "What?! Just the other day, you two flipped out! And I wasted money!" Sulking, Kakuzu turned away and walked off.
Deidara turned towards Sumiko with a smirk. "We showed him, un."
Sumiko raised her eyebrow. "We? I did all the work silly."
Deidara's eyebrow twitched. "Silly? I'm not silly, I'm devilishly handsome, un."
Sumiko smiled and walked towards Deidara, once again in his embrace. She traced his jaw line with her right pointing finger. "I suppose I cannot deny that…" They shared a small kiss and upon hearing an explosion, they broke apart. Cursing could be heard throughout the base and this time, it was not Hidan.
Deidara groaned. "Kisame tripped on some of my art, un. Get some rest ok Sumiko-chan?"
Sumiko sighed. "I suppose. Get your devilishly handsome self over there otherwise, chances are, you will not remain so handsome."
"Stop teasing, un!" Sumiko stuck her tongue out as Deidara dashed off towards the strings of profanity.
