Chapter Two:
The small kingdom they were sent to destroy looked like a speck of dirt on a map from where they stood on ones of Deidara's clay birds. It was almost kind of sad that they had to wipe it off said map- the Land of This was said to have the best mochi.
Moriko dropped down onto her bottom beside Sasori and waved her fists. "I'm telling ya, why can't we just stop for a bit and shop around? Then we can destroy it!"
"There isn't enough time for that." Said Sasori in his gruff puppet's voice, his beady eyes glaring at her childishness. "Besides you already have enough sweets from the last village we stopped at."
"Yeah but the Land of This has the most legendary mochi!" Moriko wiggled at the thought of the mouth watering treat. "It's the only place that makes it like that, too!"
Deidara sighed at the flash of determination in the girl's bright blue eyes. "Sasori, my man, why don't I just deal with this with my art, hm."
The puppet master merely grunted in response, watching as the young man opened his arms to throw millions of clay bugs out of his sleeves. Moriko whined, peering down at the kingdom below as it was showered in bombs the size of a coin. It wasn't unusual to see Moriko mourn the loss of some sweets, she was more attached to her sugar than a drunk to his bottle. After all, the first time he had met the redhead she was stealing some candy from a local vendor.
"I'll buy you some mochi when we get back to the base, hm." He blushed slightly at his proposal of a date, afraid to met her eye.
"Is that a date?" She giggled, tugging on his cloak.
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"You better keep your promise to her." Sasori pestered his young partner later on that night as they traveled back to the main base to report in.
It was one of the few times that the puppet master traveled outside of his hunched puppet. Moriko now residing inside its inner shell, fast asleep from the days activities. When her bloodlust had become too much for either man to handle, they had to knock her out and stuff her inside one of Sasori's many puppets. It was rare that Moriko's bloodlust became too much, but like a fox in a chicken coop, there was just too much commotion for her brain to handle.
Deidara sighed and peered down at the hunched puppet. "Of course, hm."
"I'll hold you to that. She respects you more than you realize, don't be an idiot."
"I get it, it get it, yeah. Damn…"
Sure he was a dumb, hormonal teenager but he noticed how Moriko looked at him and teased him. How she respected his art and enjoyed watching the explosions he made. Hell, the dumb idiot had even tried to copy his technique by chewing on the clay.
Besides, it wasn't just Sasori's disappointment that was in store for him if he decided to take back his offer for the date. Konan would be breathing down his neck like a dragon. And she was more terrifying then Hidan when he painted himself up for his next sacrifice. Speaking of…
"Did Anika have her baby yet, hm?" Deidara asked, forcing back the shiver at the thought of more little Hidans wondering the earth.
"Not yet," replied the older man. "He said that she kicked him out after he joined the Akatsuki. Which makes about as much sense as another human being finding him attractive enough to reproduce with."
The blond scoffed. He'd met the woman once and that was enough for him. In fact, while Sasori's statement was true, Anika was the perfect match for the Jashin worshiper. With her blood red eyes and domineering presence, he was glad he'd never have to cross her on the battlefield. The green haired woman was probably the only person Hidan was afraid of. She had snapped the handle of a frying pan off when she whacked her husband in the side of his head with it. And that was how she greeted him with her newfound pregnancy.
"Konan said it's twin boys." Nothing seemed to surprise the old puppeteer, not even two more Hidan's to deal with.
But twins. That was news to Deidara.
"Maybe there'll be a new generation of Akatsuki when we're gone, yeah." Chuckled Deidara, meaning for it to be a joke. But the latter took it seriously.
"Hopefully there wont be a need for another group like us in the future." The redhead sighed and rested a hand on the head of his puppet, feeling Moriko stir within. "Hopefully there will be peace in the future for our children."
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"Oh, do I want green tea flavor or do I want red bean flavor…?" Moriko pondered over what flavor of mochi to get for the past ten minutes. Even the store clerk was becoming annoyed.
"Just get one of each, hm!" Deidara barked, knowing that Kazuku would have a hemorrhage at how much one of each would cost him. He also may or may not have "borrowed" some money from the rogue nin.
Once the mochi was paid for and happily in Moriko's arms, the pair wandered down the village street towards the exit of the village. They made one last stop at a tea shop to buy a thermos of green tea to help wash down the unnecessary amount of mochi. Deidara wasn't sure who was leading who at first, but Moriko seemed to have a spot in mind so he just followed her as she trotted down the forest road.
It was hard to ignore the two large scars on her back as she walked, her long red hair swishing this way and that, revealing the marks again and again. Those Leaf ninja must've tried hard to kill the defenseless child. The scars were deep and gnarled and must have took years to heal properly.
They reached a small clearing on the edge of a cliff overlooking a larger, overgrown clearing. There were a few old houses and buildings that had crumbled and succumbed to nature. At one point it must have been a decent, bustling village, but now it was silent and reclaimed by the earth.
"Welcome to the Village Hidden in the Moonlight!" Moriko chirped, throwing her arms up in the air but careful not to drop the mochi or tea.
Deidara was taken aback. This was her home. Or was. This was the village destroyed in a single night by the Leaf village. And one day the Land of This would look just the same. It was almost kind of sad. But the blond looked at it optimistically. If the Village Hidden in the Moonlight hadn't been destroyed, would he still have met Moriko?
Sitting next to the smiling redhead, Deidara watched as she opened the box of treats and delicately pulled out a green ball of mochi. Breaking it in half she held one out to him.
"I can't eat all of these myself, y'know." Her smile was almost blinding.
Deidara accepted it and took a bite. The taste was bitter and bland, but it had more flavor then the gruel they ate back at the hideout.
"I'm sure it taste better than my clay, yeah." The blond teen joked, finishing his half of the mochi.
"Yeah, but the clay that has your chakra in it taste like rain water, its refreshing. I'm telling ya." Moriko licked a bit of the powder off her thumb. "It tastes better than Orochimaru's."
Intrigued, he asked, "And what does his taste like?"
"Snot."
"What about Hidan's?"
"Sake."
"Sasori?"
"Beeswax."
"Kasime?"
"Sea salt."
Deidara folded his arms, taking in all this new information. It made sense now why he had found her eating something that belonged to all the members at some point. She did bite off Hidan's pinky finger when she first met him. It was clear that Pein wanted to keep tabs on all of the members just in case they decided to jump ship. Moriko could track them down and eliminate the traitor.
Then a thought struck him. "What do you taste like, hm?"
Her answer was a lot smoother than his question.
The red head leant in and said, "Why don't you find out?"
It took every fiber in his being not to turn away with red cheeks, hands in his lap hiding his arousal from the pretty girl by his side. Instead he mustered up the courage to press his lips against hers, his large hand cupping her cheek. Was she always so small beside him? His tongue flicked out and ran along the seam of her lips. She tasted like the powder covering the mochi she had just eaten.
Her tongue was soft and slithered into his mouth like she herself had wormed her way into his heart. Deidara found himself slowly lowering her to the lush grass, leaning over her slim form. He pulled back just enough to look down at the beauty at his fingertips.
Her chest heaved slightly, craving the air his lips refused her. Her skin glowed in the setting sunlight, soft and smooth against his touch as he ran the tips of his fingers along her cheek and down her throat. Lips parted in a squeak when he shifted his knee between her legs, nudging her core slightly.
Had she always been this… desirable? Since when had that dorky little girl in the bright colored kimono grown into a stunning woman? And why did he feel this why? Was it really in his nature to love? He had laughed at Hidan for finding himself a woman to love, yet there he was, questioning this very human emotion.
"Deidara…" she swallowed, allowing her tiny fingers to pull the zipper of his cloak down to his navel.
Growling, he leant down and captured her lips again. This time more hungrier and desperate than the last. Maybe Sasori was right, maybe he was the kind to die young and maybe he would. But at the moment, he would die young and happy, knowing and understanding what he felt as he slipped the cloak off his shoulders.
Her skin was softer than he'd ever imagined and when she ran her nails down his bare chest, it awakened something feral inside him. His teeth marked and marred her white flesh, claiming her as his. He wasn't gentle when he entered her, tearing her apart in one rough thrust after another until she was clinging to him. But his release only came when her hands wrapped around his throat, flipping them over so she could ride him over the edge.
Deidara carried her back to the base that night, struggling to bare her weight and hold onto the forgotten mochi she couldn't live without. He wouldn't complain though, if it wasn't for that stupid mochi Kasime and Hidan would still be laughing at him for being an awkward virgin. All in all, maybe the stupid doughy treat wasn't so bad.
A/N: I'm not so good at suggestive scenes... i tried my best without going overboard, because eventhough I am 22, i still get flustered. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far. Yes Anika is another OC of mine from way back. So is Moriko but I changed her up a bit so she wasn't so Mary Sue. Anyway, favorite and review!