Not going to lie, I really have trouble writing Sasori and Deidara without homoerotic undertones. I honestly wasn't even trying to write them as a couple, but it sort of come across that way... But, meh, it's technically not yaoi in my head, but if people want to interpret it as SasoDei, then be my guest! Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Deidara was pissed off.
He stormed angrily up the dirt path, his feet slamming against the ground as he grumbled to himself. The light summer air gently blew his blonde hair, blue eyes narrowed in irritation.
"I can't believe that old woman, un!" Deidara exclaimed, clenching his fists as he turned his one visible eye up towards the mainly cloudy sky. His Akatsuki robe shifted with the grass blades, as they swished to and fro, the butterflies dancing in the wind. With the sun burning down onto his back, the former Iwa Ninja turned and regarded his partner with an annoyed stare. "Sasori my man, can you believe her!?"
The puppet known as Hiruko turned it's wooden head to appraise Deidara with an angry stare. The dome shaped body, covered lightly by the Akatsuki cloak, looked like a small armoured vehicle as it trudged along the path, footsteps slow and meandering. "I cannot."
"But, on the plus side." Deidara grinned impishly. "I got to see you out of your puppet turtle, yeah!"
"It's not a turtle, Deidara!" Sasori snapped. "But, I suppose to you that would be a boon."
The two had been sent to a small village in the River Country, to investigate some possible traitors within Sasori's spy network. While Deidara had to admit, he did enjoy the scenery, there was a more tantalizing prospect at hand. In the six months that they had been partnered together, Deidara had never, ever seen Sasori out of his puppet. While he didn't necessarily wish to see the man in a sexual sort of light, he was highly curious to see what was underneath all that wood. For all he knew, Sasori might not even be a guy, he/she could be a girl! Neither thought really interested him, but it was the mysteriousness about it. Sasori could easily be a midget, or a fat oaf. Hell, he could even be the Kyuubi! But, he hadn't know Sasori's true identity.
Until they entered the village, that was.
Due to going undercover, the two men were forced to change into casual clothes, and while Deidara did think that Hiruko would look cute in a blue sweater, it didn't really fit with the subtle image he expected Leader wanted them to go with.
And so, he had seen Sasori's face for the first time. And, quite frankly, he wasn't totally sure if Sasori was just really effeminate looking, or was a giant baby. He wasn't comfortable with either. His red hair was rather striking, if a bit of an eyesore, and his eyes were so vacant... it was rather creepy, to be honest. Then again, most people thought it was creepy when he made his hands lick people. Such was life.
And so, the two had embarked on a quest to try and find the traitor. It did not go as planned.
While the two had been walking around the moderately crowded villagers, the sounds of the people haggling for wares, and children playing ninja in the streets, when they were approached by an old woman.
Deidara didn't like her almost instantaneously. The way she peered at you over her long nose with those beady little blue eyes, mouth contorting into a lecherous grin.
"My my!" She crooned, her voice high and shrill. "What a cute young couple you two make!"
There was a beat of silence.
Deidara blinked, his eyes crinkling in confusion. "Sorry, hmm?"
"I said you two are such a cute couple! Look at you, all loved up, going out on a date are we!?" She winked at the blonde, who felt a flush creeping up his neck, anger seeping into his blood.
Sasori remained impassive, although Deidara could've sworn he saw the redhead's vacant eye twitch. "We're not dating." He stated. "Now, if you would move, I would like to be on our way."
"Oh, perhaps a romantic meal in the park! How sweet!" She cooed, utterly ignoring Sasori. "Oh, young one, are you going to propose!? How delightful! I'm very good at flower arranging, perhaps I could be of assistance?"
Deidara really wanted to blow something up. Sasori looked as though he wanted to tear this woman apart.
The Akatsuki were generally friendly people, once you got to know them.
And so, for an hour, despite all the two tried, they could not escape the crazy old woman had her homosexual pairing fantasies.
"Stupid bitch." Deidara grumbled under his breath, his hands twitching as their tongues slipped out.
Sasori merely nodded in reply, Hiruko's blank eyes staring up at the vibrant blue sky and occasional fluffy cloud.
"Still." The Iwa Ninja said, his annoyed frown morphing into a small smirk. "I think we got them back, yeah."
In the background, flames roared as the town was engulfed in flames, wooden debris catching alight and spreading the wildfire. Bodies lay burnt in the streets, people screaming and cry as they ran around, the occasional boom sending gore and flesh spewing all around.
Sasori smiled under his wooden defence.
Deidara's grin grew wider.