A/N: So I know I said I was discontinuing this story, and I haven't updated in forever and a half, but I felt bad… so I'm giving you an epilogue (to the best of my ability). Enjoy! So sorry I cut it short.
Just because I'm awesome, in this story Sasori has actually gotten older since we last saw him. Deidara hasn't changed much. :P
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Epilogue
"Dei! Hurry up!" Sasori yelled through the house as he checked his watch. The blonde came running out of the bedroom with yet another box in his arms.
"They're going to get to the house before us if you keep this up—" He paused.
"Jesus Dei I only have so much room in my car." He said exasperated. Deidara stuck his bottom lip out, pouting expertly.
"I don't trust the movers with my art. They could damage it, the barbarians." He insisted, marching out the door and down the stairs to the car. Sasori chuckled. He checked around the almost empty house for anything they might have left and then locked the door.
They just bought a house together and today was the final moving day. Just a few spare things and the couch needed to be brought over.
As they pulled up in front of the house, Sasori felt his heart warm at the look of pure bliss on Deidara's face. He looked happier than ever. He practically jumped out of the car and grabbed his box, walking enthusiastically up the walkway and into the open door. Sasori followed with a chuckle.
The blonde placed the box on the floor in the front entry way and gazed around the house. The movers uncovered the couch, shook hands with Sasori and Deidara, packed up their tools and left, leaving the couple alone.
Sasori wrapped his arm around the blonde's waist, smiling brightly.
"This is our new start, Dei. Are you happy?" He asked, looking down at the blonde head resting on his shoulder. He hadn't even noticed until now that he had somehow managed to grow and become taller than Deidara.
"Yes danna. I am very happy. Extremely happy." Deidara said softly. Sasori felt his smile in his shoulder.
"However…"
Deidara straightened up and put his arms around Sasori's neck, putting his lips next to the puppeteer's ear.
"Isn't it customary to christen every room when you move to a new house?" He whispered huskily, squeaking when Sasori picked him up easily and plopped him down on the newly-placed couch. The redhead leered down at the blushing artist smiling up at him.
"Yes I believe it is." He purred, capturing Deidara's lips in a searing kiss.
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A/N: So there's my half-assed epilogue for you guys. I'm so sorry I can't do better. :P I'm so lame…