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When Deidara awoke he knew that something was different. For one his back was not arching from falling asleep sitting in the hard chair next to his mother's bed. Then there was something heavy that were draped over his chest, hindering moving much around.
The thing which confused him the most was the feeling of a warm and definitely equally nearly naked body pressed hard against his own. The skin to skin contact made him shift uncomfortable.
Still with his eyes closed he started going through yesterday in his thoughts starting from the moment he first had noticed Sasori inside his mother's room. When he remembered how the puppeteer had kidnapped him from the hospital room he blushed. When he remembered the bath and their short dinner his blush deepened and he bit back a groan not wanting to wake up the other person in the bed.
Deidara laid still and enjoyed the feeling of another body so near him. For the first time in his life someone else than his mother or Konan had accepted what he was. The only thing missing from making it perfect would be for his mother to wake up so that she could hear the news. He knew without doubt that she would be just as happy as he himself was.
The smell of wood and painting filled his nose and Deidara smiled. It was different from the clay which scent filled his own room at his home but he was sure it was something he could learn to live with.
Slowly he opened his eyes and turned his to the side where the warmth came from. A soft smile spread on his face as he took in Sasori who was still fast asleep.
In his sleep the puppeteer looked much longer than he usually did and he reminded him of a sleeping angel. His red hair was unruly and looked like blood against the pale, flawless skin. The red soft lips that had kissed him the night before were slightly parted and Deidara wondered if the other boy would wake if he tried to kiss him.
"Are you finished looking at me? I know I am something people enjoy but we are going to be late for school if we don't get up soon." Sasori opened his eyes and meet his gaze. "Do you like what you see?"
"Un."
Deidaradid not move away when Sasori started placing butterfly kisses at his jaw and down his neck. A moan escaped him and Deidara soon found Sasori hovering over him, pinning him to the bed with knees on both sides of him. "On the other hand. We could just stay here all day. Forget about school and anything else. I would certainly not mind. Not at all."
"Better get going, un."
He pushed Sasori off of him, rolled of the bed and stood unsure of what to do now. He was not sure where his clothes had ended the day before when Sasori had let him into the apartment. Even if he found his clothes he would not wear it in school. Not after having been using for four day already.
Sasori, seeming to read his thought cast some clothes to him. "Try them and we will be going." After that he turned his back to him and started dressing himself. Deidara looked at the other boy before he started putting the clothes on. His movements were fast as he put on clothe that were in must finer than what he normally wore.
Then green jeans hang low on his waist and seemed to be hugging his legs tightly. It was not clothes to run in and he wondered why his danna had decided for him to wear them. The t-shirt was black a little looser. At least he did not feel like it would break every time he made a big movement.
Dressed and after putting on his gloves, which he after a little search had found in the bathroom, Deidara made his way to the door where his danna already were waiting for him. The red head were wearing the standard Akatsuki cloak and were leaning against the doorframe. The other boy only nodded with a strange smile before he walked out of the apartment leaving it to him to follow.
Later.
Another dreadful mathematic lesson had finally ended and Deidara, together with the others from his class, hurried out where the sun was shining from a clear blue sky. He took a deep breath and smiled. It feelt good being a little away from watchful teachers who seemed to know all about his mother's situation. How they had gotten the knowledge Deidara did not know. Probably from the hospital. He had already been hold back after first lesson so the teacher could ask how he was doing.
When they were out of the school building Deidara parted from the rest of the group and started walking around alone. He was hungry and watching at the others eating would not help. He had not brought money with him and Sasori had not offered him any lunch. Not that he had expected it. The puppeteer had already done more than enough for him.
"DEIDARA." Something hit him in the chest and Deidara stumbled backwards until he fell and hit the grass.
Air knocked out of his lungs Dediara blinked and tried to focus at whatever was hugging him tightly and hindering him breathing normal. "We were so worried about you. If Sasori has done anything to you I swear he will regret it."
"C-can't...breathe, un."
Blushing Konan rolled away so that she no longer was lying on top of him. "I am so sorry. It is just that I was so worried about you. Hey, did you just can me heavy?" Deidara dodged a punch from Konan, sat up and winced when pain shot through his chest. "He was nice to me, un."
A chuckling sound from his left told him that they were not as alone as he had thought they would be. "Fucking first time I fucking heard someone call fucking puppetboy fucking nice." Deidara laid back and groaned. "Shut up, Hidan, un."
"That is right. No one shall laugh at me Deidara." Soft hands ran through his hair and Deidara opened his eyes enough to see Sasori sitting next to him. "Since when did I become yours, un."
"Since the day you got my attention with your first little un."
Sasori leaned over and placed a kiss on his nose. Their talk were disturbed by a loud growling sound which made all nine assembled people turn their attention towards Pein who was glaring at all of them. "Let us get eating before someone decides to eat the metal in his face because he cannot wait. I agree."
Deidara blushed when the others sat down around him and took out their lunch from their bags. He lowered his gaze to his hands trying to ignore his own stormach. The others were talking happily together seemingly forgetting all about him.
Deidara glanced quickly around. Konan and Pein were sitting close together and feeding each other. Kakuzu and Hidan were discussing whether or not the piece of cake Hidan had bought was worth the money. Tobi was hunting white butterflies while Zetsu started eating something which looked like leftovers from a rabbit. Itachi and Kisame were leaning close together and ate in silence. IT did not seem like they needed to talk to know what the other one was thinking.
Deidara yelped in surprise when womeone jumped down in his lap and he soon found his arms full with one Sasori who looked happy and carefree in the moment.
"Danna, un."
"Yes brat?" Sasori started brining small pieces of food from his bag and placed them around them still within reach. Deidara gulped when his stomach started twisting from hunger by the sight of food. "Why are you sitting on my lap, un?"
"Because I do not like sitting on the dirty ground and you are warm. Here eat." Deiara found something put into mouth and swallowed before he could think.
"What was that, un?"
"Your lunch. You did not think I would let you starve, did you? What kind of boyfriend would I be if I did so?"
Sasori used Deidara's gaping to put yet another piece of food into his mouth before helping him closing it. "Since we slept together last night I only thought it would be natural to say we are in a relationship." Deidara sputtered and blushed deeply. "We did not sleep together, un."
"We shared my bed last night, brat. We did not do anything, mush against my will, but we did still sleep together."
Deidara caught Konan's gaze and looked pleading at her. The girl only seemed to be happy about Sasori's words. Her plan was going the way she wanted it to.
He felt a pang of guilt when he thought of the plan. Suddenly the food Sasori gave him had lost its taste. A heavy feeling was building up inside his chest and Deidara wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and forget since he could not enjoy the moment any longer.
"Konan I need to talk with you in private, un." The blue-haired girl nodded and after kissing her boyfriend one last time she stood. "Danna, could you move, un?"
"Only if you will do something for me first, brat." Deidara tilted his head to the side and starred at his danna trying to figure out what he was up to.
"Okay, un."
"Close your eyes and open your mouth for me." Without hesitating Deidara did as he was told.
Deidara felt something touch his lips and he parted them to see what would happen next. Soon he found a tongue invading his mouth. Choking he tried to move away but a hand at the back of his head hindered him going anywhere.
Soon he lost himself into the kiss and the hands stroking his body. Deidara did not need to open his eyes to see who it was. From the feeling of soft, slightly warm lips pressed against his own he already had a pretty good idea.
Suddenly the kiss ended and the hands moved away from his body and Deidara felt himself longing for more. "Take it as a promise about what can happen when e go home today." Breathless Deidara found himself nodding his thoughts still circulation around the kiss.
"Didn't you want to talk with Konan about something?" Sasori smirked and moved away from his lap. Deidara nodded again and slowly got up. "Yeah, un."
"Hn."
"Itachi says you have to came back soon so we don't have to deal with two lonesome lovesick boys."
"I doubt it will take long, un."
Deidara lead Konan back into the school and found an empty classroom. He closed the door behind them and looked around in the room which seemed lie it had not been used in a long time. Outside he could see some of the other students laugh and talk together as if they did not have a single worry in their life.
"I'm sorry to hear about your mother. Is she going to be okay?"
"I don't know, un." He took a deep breath and turned around to face the girl who had been his friend since he first come to the school. "I want to channel the plan, un."
Konan blinked surprised. "But why? The plan is working perfectly. You have his heart right now."
"And he knows my secret." Konan threw an arm around him. "I'm so sorry Deidara. Let me talk to him. I will make sure that he does not say a word to anyone."
"He reacted like you did, un. He did not push me away when he found out, un. I love him."
Konan let go of him. She had chock written all over her face. "I can't continue this. I cannot keep up doing it. I am playing with another person's feeling as if he is nothing. It was fun and a good plan. I mean what is better revenge than win his heart just to break it? It is my sweet revenge, un."
He heard a sound from the door and turned around. He saw something red disappear before the door closed. He knew only one person at school with that hair colour. "Sasori, un."
"What about him?" Deidara flung the door open. "He heard me, un. He heard what I said."
Deidara ran out of the classroom and down in the way he thought Sasori might have headed off to. He ran through halls and opened doors while he tried to figure out where the puppeteer had gone.
In front of the very same toilet room as Kisame had taken him to Deidara stopped and tried to catch his breath. He wiped away sweat and frowned. A weak sound which could only come from one person sounded from the toilet.
Not believing his own luck Deidara walked into the boy's bathroom and closed the door behind him. "Danna, un?" The soft sound of crying stopped now that the person heard that he was no longer alone. "It's Deidara, un." He stopped, not sure about how he should continue. He stopped in front of the only stall which was closed and locked.
"I...it's not what...you were not supposed to hear that, un."
He let a hand go over the closed door while he tried to figure out what more to say. "You decided to play with my feeling as if they meant nothing." To say Deidara was startled to hear his danna answer was an understatement.
"At first, yes, un. But then I fall."
"Don't you dare to say that. I despise being like you." Deidara scowled. "As if you were any better, un. You played with the girls' hearts just because you could. Does that make you any better, un? You were a prat."
"And you are an idiot with no sense about art. I can understand why your mother does not want to wake up. She will rather die than wake up and be with you."
Deidara stepped away from the door as if he had been burned. "No, un. You are not right, un." He heard Sasori laugh and the door opened. "I am right. You are a freak that no one can ever love. It was why your father left you. And why your mother isn't waking. They can't stand you and your freakiness."
The blonde artist stepped away from the angry red-head who followed him without any problems. "Nobody can stand you and no one will ever be able to love the likes of you. You would be better off dead. That way you would not be able to disturb normal peoples' life."
Without sparring him another glance Sasori pushed him in the chest and sends him into a sink before the puppeteer ran out of the boys' bathroom and slammed with the door.
Not knowing what was worst the pain from Sasori's words or the pain from the push Deidara did not make a move to follow the other boy.
Sobbing he sat down at the dirty floor and rested his head on his knees. Tears rolled down his cheeks and he hugged himself tightly trying to remove the empty feeling inside himself.
Sasori's words still sounded in his ears. Making his body shake uncontrollable. Deidara covered his ears and leaned forward. He felt sick and dirty.
Deidara starred down at his gloved hands where he could see weak movements. People left him because of those hands. Because of those he was nothing else than a worthless freak no one could love or care about.
He straightened his back and glared at the opposite wall. As long as his mother was at the hospital he could not go anywhere. But he would make sure that no one would hurt him again. He did not need other people.
Freaks were, after all, meant to be alone.
Yeah, I'm evil. Maybe I should have put that under warnings.
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