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Chapter 19: Moving On but Lingering
Song of the Chapter:
Love Addict – Family Force 5
Reason: The love between Sumiko and Deidara is so strong that for them, thinking of other things is secondary.
Sumiko stirred silently and glanced at the blond who held her protectively in his arms. She remembered falling asleep to some ninja chick flick and Deidara's quiet, yet clear snores. Shifting her weight on the couch, she tried to shrug of the arm around her when the grip tightened and she found her back being pressed against Deidara's chest. Looking into his face, she softened seeing a peaceful and almost innocent expression. Managing to move, she only ended up sitting on his lap facing him. "Deidara-kun…" She murmured quietly as she stroked his face.
He mumbled something she did not quite catch and leaned into her touch. Smirking, she gently placed her lips against his in a morning kiss. His eyes fluttered open in surprise and when his mouth opened slightly to catch a breath, Sumiko got a mischievous flash in her eyes and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Deidara immediately woke up and somehow flipped the position to where Sumiko was pinned to the couch with him on top of her, straddling her. His soon dominated the not yet broken kiss and deepened it. Pulling away after a moment for air, he gave a wide grin to the redhead below him. "Well, good morning to you too, un."
Sumiko laughed and pulled her favorite blond to her. "Waking up next to you just does that to me," she said with a wink. Deidara gave her a quick peck on the cheek before getting up and pulling her up also. She walked towards the kitchen. "Normally, I really would not care but since those idiots did not wake us up with their drunken behavior, I feel that breakfast is in order." Deidara raised a blond eyebrow before he felt himself getting tugged towards the kitchen.
"Do we have to, un?" He whined but she rolled her eyes and pointed towards the fridge. Finally admitting defeat, he pulled out an egg carton and some milk. He watched with interest as Sumiko began to crack eggs. Upon noticing his eyes on her, Sumiko smiles and turns towards Deidara.
"Get some ham and cheese out of there would you please?" Deidara sighed but got the said ingredients out only to be stuck cleaning some dishes ten seconds later. Normally he would groan, but the song that Sumiko was humming under her breathe captivated him for some unknown reason.
"Those bastards will owe me for washing dishes. These hands are meant for art, not soap suds, un." Sumiko stalked towards him and giving him a brief kiss, she soon felt sudsy hands around her, pulling her closer to the artist. Pulling away, he whispered in her ear, "The omelets remember, un." Cursing, the former Sand kunoichi pulled way back to face the arduous task that breakfast has become.
Twenty minutes later…
Kakuzu was a creature of habit and often woke up earlier. Unimpaired by alcohol, this habit was maintained and the smell of food pulled him out of his bed as if he was possessed. Walking in the hallway, he noticed Sasori also stepping out of his room. Before he could ask, the puppeteer responded to the unspoken question. "When my sister takes the time to cook, it is best to enjoy it." Chuckling, the greedy threaded ninja followed the redhead to the kitchen. They both smirked seeing the former Rock ninja elbow deep in suds. Kakuzu pulled out his camera and motioned to Sasori to remain silent. Before the photograph could be snapped, a soft voice that had a steely undertone was heard from behind the two men.
"I would not do that if unless you appreciate a brand new sort or 'spice' in your omelets." Sasori sweat dropped and nervously looked at Kakuzu who sadly lowered his camera. Smiling, Sumiko motioned towards some omelets already plated and handed the two men a plate. Mumbling their thanks, they trudged to the living room to await the hungover members.
Itachi groaned and tried to move but felt sore and there was an odd taste in his mouth. Stepping down from his bed, he steps on a puddle of something that he identified as vomit. "Great…" The Uchiha activated his Sharingan to see areas that did not contain puke which was difficult seeing odd puddles of puke throughout the room. "…" Using ninja reflexes, he walked on the wall and made it to his bathroom. Gathering towels, he cleaned his room and frowning, knocked on his partner's door.
He heard an odd thunk from the other side of the door but no fishlike ninja opened the door. Annoyed, Itachi pulled out his key and secretly thanked Pein that he forced all members to have a copy of their partner's keys. Walking inside, he noticed a sleeping ninja on the floor, having rolled off of his bed. He poked Kisame irritably. "Kisame, is there a reason why you puked all over my room…?" Hearing the stoic voice, Kisame woke up and shot backwards into his wall.
"Shit Itachi-san, you scared me." The Uchiha stared blankly and the blue ninja sweat dropped knowing he would not allow the question to be unanswered. "Well, you were out unconscious so I brought you to your room but I just could not stop puking. If anything I was determined to not puke on you. Last thing I remember is stumbling into the hallway so someone else must have brought me here." Itachi regarded his partner with a mild interest before nodding his head.
"Kisame… thank you." Kisame's head snapped up to meet Itachi's cool, black eyes. Kisame felt his eyes widen in surprise and was about to say something when Itachi's calm collected voice spoke again. "I smell food being cooked so let us partake in the culinary delights."
Kisame stood up and looked at his younger partner. "Let me clean your room at least; I feel bad leaving it like that…" He was about to exit when he felt Itachi's hand grab his wrist with surprising strength.
"I cleaned it already… Just let us eat…" Kisame nodded dumbly and followed his partner out towards the kitchen. Before Kisame could properly gawk at Deidara washing dishes, a plate with an omelet was thrusted at him. Itachi also received a plate full of eggy goodness and stalked off to the living room to eat. Kisame followed and noted that Sasori and Kakuzu had finished their food and was talking about the rambunctious night. Upon seeing Kisame, they both fell silent, but smirks formed on both of their faces.
Before Kisame could ask, Itachi glared at the both of them. Mangekyo was about to be unleashed when a voice erupted from the kitchen. "Remember, behave or else…" The men grumbled being at the mercy of a kunoichi for all they know, very well put poison into their breakfast.
Konan woke up in Pein's arms and really with no regrets. He had her protectively and she sighed feeling his heartbeat ring in her ears. She groaned hearing his stomach rumble, but the man was too deeply into his dreams to wake up to his body's signals for food. Creating a shadow clone, the clone opened the door with the intentions to create a meal when she noticed a large omelet on a plate on the floor in front of the door. Next to the plate was a note. I figured you two needed this… Sumiko.
Smiling the Konan clone picked up the breakfast plate and walked back towards her lover. Dissipating her clone, she shook Pein awake to greet him with breakfast in bed.
Mamoru poked his younger brother awake with the scabbard of his katana. At first, he was amused at the prospect of poking him awake, but this simply took far too long for the cursed immortal. Unsheathing his sword, a single poke to the forehead immediately resulted in said Jashinist snapping to full consciousness. "The fuck's that for?" He shouted at his older sibling.
Mamoru shrugged and rolled his eyes. "Sumiko-sama took the time to make breakfast. While you go down to eat, and yes you will eat," he growled seeing Hidan's annoyed face, "I have to take my leave. Jashin-sama commands me to be elsewhere." Before Hidan could retort, Mamoru made a hand sign and vanished as a puddle of blood took his place. Grumbling, the irate man strode towards the kitchen and was greeting by Deidara who had thankfully finished dish duty.
"Here, un. Sumiko-chan made them." Hidan was surprised at a happiness that glowed in the blond's visible sapphire eye. Thanking him, the Jashinist sat down in a couch next to Kakuzu.
The stitched ninja raised an eyebrow. "Where the hell's your brother?" Hidan shrugged and began to eat erratically. He was glad about his inability to die when Tobi gave his back a glomp and a piece of ham lodged itself in his throat.
Zetsu appeared out of the floor and seeing a very red but silent Hidan raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Kakuzu groaned at the antics of his partner and sent a thread quite forcibly down Hidan's throat to retrieve the meat. Seeing the ham fly onto the floor, Zetsu did not care about the previous whereabouts of said meat; he had eaten worse. Immediately he grabbed the meat and ate it ignoring the disgusted looks from all around. "Zetsu-san should not eat that." Tobi murmured just to be glared out by the plant like ninja.
"Seriously, you don't know where Hidan's mouth has been, un…" Hidan flipped Deidara off who ignored the insult and handed Zetsu an omelet that the others noticed had a lot more ham in it while the omelet she handed Tobi had the ham arranged in a smiley face. "When do I get to eat, un…?" The artist grumbled to Sumiko who appeared in the doorway.
"Now if you will come with me Deidara-kun." Smiling, the artist eagerly walked past the doorway that Sumiko was leaning against. She sighed knowing that her artist had no idea where he was going. Turning to the group she smirked. "Do not attempt to wait up." Sasori felt an overprotectiveness sweep over him but knew that Sumiko would not do anything stupid. Nodding his permission, she smiled and left to where Deidara had dashed off to; picnic basket in hand.
Itachi raised an eyebrow and looked towards Sasori. "She is… opening up…" Sasori nodded and smirked at the Uchiha.
"So Itachi… do you want to know what you were doing last night?" Itachi did not know why but he spat out his chewed up eggs and got a red blush. His body had no problem remembering even though his mind was still trying to get over his hangover.
Deidara dashed outside so fast he really did not get time to ask Sumiko where they were going. Sighing, once he exited the boulder he looked at the sky and watched the clouds. He remembered with a laugh the kiss that he and Sumiko shared in the sky and looking around, he saw some wild rosebushes. Grabbing a kunai, he snipped a delicate looking rose and made sure there were no thorns upon this flower. He hid the flower behind him sensing Sumiko come outside and when he spotted the picnic basket, his stomach rumbled. Giggling, Sumiko kissed his cheek. "Ready?"
"Almost, un." He withdrew the rose and put it behind her ear. She blushed a pink color that Deidara found most attractive. "The flower really doesn't do you justice, un." She embraced him, delving her face into his neck and nuzzling him.
"I planned for a picnic far enough away that we can have fun yet still be reachable. I heard that we will soon have a mission and I want to enjoy our time together." Deidara smiled and formed the clay bird. Tossing it into the air, he made a hand sign and it enlarged.
As he helped Sumiko onto is, a smile captured his face. He cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes. "Sumiko-chan… have I ever told you I loved you?"
She smiled and met his lips that although they were not expecting this reaction, did not shy away from it either. "I believe you just did and Deidara-kun…" he looked at her with apprehension, "I love you and everything you are and what you do." They stood on top of the bird riding towards a grassy knoll for their picnic, but their faces were practically molded into each others.
