~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~several hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Deidara awoke with a yarn.
He wasn't sure how long he'd slept. The blond sat up and stretched, looking down to see Hidan still fast asleep. The Jashinist snored loudly.
The blond suddenly remember the events taken place before. He blushed at the thought, glad Hidan was still asleep and he didn't have to deal with him just yet.
Deidara felt unclean. Their hotel room had a shower and the blue eyes greatly longed for the chance to clean himself. He found himself already undressed from the earlier event.
Moving from the bed, Deidara saw Hidan's eyes fluttering open.
"Sorry. Did I wake you?" The blond asked in a blush.
"No, you fucking pansy, you didn't." Hidan said sarcastically.
Deidara suddenly grew angry.
"Stop calling me names!" He snapped.
"I've been trying my hardest to get along with you, but all you fucking do is treat me like shit!! Even after I slept with you, nothing changed! What the hell more do you want from me!?"
Hidan looked shocked.
"What the fuck are you talking about, I talk to everyone this way!!??!"
"Then why can't you understand if there was one person in the entire world you should treat with kindness, it should be me!!!?"
Hidan looked at him like he just said he was in love with Kakuzu.
"Why the fuck should I?!!?"
"A heartless fucking asshole like you would never understand!!!!" Deidara snapped back.
The blond grabbed the nearest weapon he could find, a vase flower pot, which sat on the bedside table. He hurled it at the silver hair's head, pissed enough to try and kill the jashinist. Luckily, Hidan's scythe was sitting by the door and was far out of reach.
Hidan grabbed the vase before it could hit his head.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!?!?"
Deidara gritted his teeth and tightened his fist into a ball.
"I HATE YOU!!!!!!!"
The blond ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. The clicking sound of the locking doorknob could be heard from outside the door.
Hidan scoffed and said, "It must be that time of the month.", before falling back asleep.
Deidara, meanwhile, sat in the fetal position on the bathroom floor with his face buried in his hands. He wasn't crying. He refused to cry. The blond hadn't remembered crying since he was young. Like all children do. He'd remembered crying once when being bullied by other children in his village.
They were always judging him. Judging his art. He hated them.
No point in getting upset, right?
The blond stood from his spot on the floor and stared himself down in the mirror.
He started running the water of the shower. It burned him at first when he went to test the tempered and he let out a curse. Deidara kicked the bathtub angerly. It left a hole-like dent.
This time the blond was careful when testing the temperature.
When it was to his liking, he stood underneath the raining shower. It felt warm. Comforting.
Honestly. Why couldn't Hidan treat him kindly? His overall attitude said nothing more then Deidara was an object to him. He'd only used the blond.
Two can play at that, Deidara thought.
He'd find a way to use the Jashinist. He'd find a way to hurt him. He'd find a way to break his heart.
How?
He'd learn more about Hidan. He'd get close to him like a spider, then eject the poison of hurt. He'd also take a nice little souvenir to keep with him, like an arm or a eye.
The hotel was cheep and the hot water soon ran out before its time.
Deidara let out another curse as the cold hit him. He turned the water off, then punched the wall as so it left a fist-size hole.
I have to calm down, Deidara thought to himself. If he wanted his plan to work, he needed to pretend he'd forgotten his anger.
The blond towel dried himself and put on his clothes found on the floor next to Hidan's.
It was time.
"Hidan, time to get up." Deidara tried to say in his kindest voice.
He shook the Jashinist gently to wake him.
Hidna grumbled but reluctantly got up.
"Get dressed. We have to go shopping now, un." Deidara said, trying to imitate the way a mother would tell her child to do such a task.
Hidan, still groggy from sleep, put on his clothes.
At least he's behaving himself, Deidara thought to himself.
"I spent almost all my money on the room, so your going to have to buy the food. You brought your wallet, right?"
"Yeah."
"Cool. Let's hurry up before the sunsets. I have no idea what time it is, but if we don't make it home before dark, Leader-sama will send a search party. We never reported before going to the store."
"Okay. Is it alright if I take a shower first though?"
"The hot waters gone. I used the last of it, un."
"It's okay. Cold water will wake me up."
"Really? In that case I have something I want to take care of, un. It shouldn't take to long."
Hidan nodded his head, then sat down on the bed.
"See ya later then." Deidara said in shrug.
The blond headed out of the room and outside of the hotel. It came as a relieve to see the sun still midway in the sky. He walked along the worn dirt road of the village, causally glancing around at the people he pasted.
Deidara planned to search for clay in the mountains. He wanted to fly there on the remaining clay, but he'd have to wait until he was outside the town to unleash something of that interest to passing people. He didn't want to draw in any unnecessary commotion with Hidan still waiting for him to return quickly.
It was a temptation to make the Jashinist wait for him, but the trip would take long enough as is.
The blond put his hands in his side bags, licking up the remaining clay with his palm hands. He kept them there. He was wearing a sleeveless fishnet top and the motion of his hand mouth were sure to draw attention.
Once outside the village, Deidara molded and gave life to his clay creation. A bird.
He examined the details of his sculpture, smiling in satisfaction. The blond jumped atop the bird, kneeling as he landed and gripping to neck with one hand to keep balance. The command with given and the bird pounded its wings to gain lift to fly towards the mountain.
The blue eyes already knew were his target lay. The clay was in a river bank, awaiting his return. He'd been to the spot many times before, having it been the closest location to gather his clay near the Akatsuki mansion house.
Deidara was unsure how long it had taken him to gather his fill of clay. When he'd finished, he'd turned his head to the sun to see the sun had barely lowered in the sky.
Better not make Hidan wait any longer.
The blond flew quickly back to the town, exploding the bird sculpture before making his way down the path into the village. He ran all the way back to the hotel, bursting through the door of his hotel room at full speed.
Hidan had just got out of the shower. He was back to his old self now after waking up.
Where the fuck's that blond, he thought to himself.
That's when Deidara came bursting through the door. He barely panted, having built up strength from his years as a ninja. He saw a nude Hidan come from the bathroom. The Jashinist hadn't even bothered to dress himself in a towel.
The blond blushed at the sight.
Hidan looked at Deidara
"What the fuck are you staring at blondie!?!?"
"Just the nude man standing before me, un." Deidara replied sarcastically.
The blond kept in mind his plan of revenge. Treat him kindly, get close, and then stab him in the back.
Hidan scoffed, grabbed his clothes and started putting them on.
"Aww... is show the over?" The blond asked sarcastically in a grin.
Hidan started to blush.
"Wha-what!??!"
"Aww... little Hidan looks so ukish." Deidara said, grinning ear to ear at seeing the silver hair so helpless.
Hidan, still with the blush on his face, screamed, "fuck you!!!!"
The blond only chuckled in reply.
"We should begin shopping, un."
Hidan's blush went down as he finished putting on his cloak, then followed Deidara outside.
"Follow me, un. I know where the store is." The blond said in a smile, grabbing the Jashinist's hand and leading him to the mini-market.
Hidan blushed. No one had willingly held his hand before.
Deidara inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. He'd expected the silver hair to react badly to having his hand held. Like pulling away and cursing. Instead, Hidan let him hold his hand.
The blond had never held someone's hand like this. It was a token of affection and it made the Deidara feel warm inside. Almost as if the gesture had a language all its own that spoke to the blue eyes, telling him everything was going to be alright.
"We're here." Deidara said, pointing to the mini market with his free hand.
Deidara hesitated in letting go of the silver heir's hand. He didn't want this feeling to end.
Hidan grabbed Deidara's hand then rushed forward, a bright blush on his face.
"Where do you fuckers usually get your food?"
"The store sitting in front of us... haven't you been paying attention?"
"Shut up fucker!!!" Hidan said, dragging Deidara into the store.
The blond felt anger again for beginning cursed at. It had been a stupid question and he'd answered it the way one would answer a stupid question. He felt hurt inside his heart as well. Deidara tried to find comfort in his plan of revenge.
"First, let's find what you want to eat. We'll go to the refrigerated produce section for milk last because I don't want to carry around milk with me all day and have it rot, un." The blond said, playing with his hair and not bothering to look at the silver hair when he talked.
Hidan tuned to him and seeing Deidara messing with his hair made him blush as thoughts swarmed through his head.
"Fine..." He mumbled, not looking at Deidara.
The blond looked up to see the Jashinist field vision turned to the side. He curiously wondered why Hidan wasn't bothering to look him in the eyes.
"What were you even planning on getting to eat anyway?" he asked, flipping his hair back over his shoulders and making his own mental list of items he needed.
Hidan mumbled foods under his breath.
"Okay, un. Want to split up and find what we need separately then?"
"Fine!!!" Hidan screamed, running off in a random direction.
"What's his problem?" Deidara whispered to himself.
The blond grabbed a shopping cart at the front doors and began making his way down the aisles. He threw various items into his cart, including instant ramen, canned soup, and a bag of cereal. He wasn't to worried about the cost... Hidan was paying after all. But going over-board and buying everything a man wanted was insane in their ninja world economy.
Their world was small and dangerous, therefore decreasing the amount of trade. Without trade, money only stayed in one place. The economy was poor and the food was expensive.
The blond walked down one of the shopping aisles only to spot Hidan as he turned the corner. The silver hair's arms were full of produce, having not grabbed a cart, and he kept dropping the same bag of dried noodles.
"Hey!" Deidara waved to the silver hair, trying to signal his attention.
He ran to catch up to Hidan, racing his shopping cart down the aisle.
"Put your stuff in my cart... it will make things easier, un."
Hidan turned to Deidara, still thinking about Deidara playing with his hair made him blush again.
"Fine." He dropped his stuff in the cart.
This time the blond caught the Jashinist's blush.
Deidara wasn't sure why Hidan was blushing, but all he knew was the silver hair looked cute as he did. It made the blue eyes own face blush.
As the blond went to reach of something in the cart, the Jashinist and him touched hands like something out of a romance movie.
Hidan started to lean forward.
Deidara imagined him kissing the silver hair. His face bright blush, the awkwardness hitting his stomach. What if Hidan wasn't planning something like that? What would he think if the blond took charge?
Something else bothered him. He'd never kissed someone before. Was he willing to give up his first kiss to Hidan. He'd already given up his virginity.
"Is it okay if I kiss you?" Deidara asked.
He still felt awkward. What if the Jashinist said no?
"Yes." Hidan whispered huskily.
Deidara leaned forward, meeting lips with the Jashinist.
It was like the rest of the world had disappeared. The moment seemed to last an eternity... but not a bad forever like waiting for the end of the day school bell to ring in your least favorite class, but a forever moment that you don't even notice until after. Your mind shuts down and all you know is pleasure.
Hidan licked Deidara's lips asking for entrance.
The blue eyes opened his mouth in surprise, giving Hidan the opening he desired.
Hidan`s tongue invaded Deidara's mouth, tasting everywhere. He felt some saliva drip on his chin from where their mouths connected.
The blond pulled away, suddenly realizing they were frenching inside a local market.
"Does this mean were together?" Deidara asked, blushing bright red.
"Of course we are!!! Your my bitch!!!"
The blond burst into laughter. He was beginning to get used to the silver hair and his dialogue. Maybe revenge was something he could set aside... at least until Hidan made him angry again.
"What's that make you, like my pimp or something, un?"
"Fuck yes!!! Now let's get the fuck out of here, people keep staring at me."
"Okay. We have to pay for our food first though. Did we get everything we need?"
"I did. What about you?"
"I've got everything, un. I think were ready to check out."
"Whatever"