Chapter 2
Waking up
May 30, 2009
After the meeting, I went directly to my room, furious.
I didn't wait for Dei because I knew he'd follow me soon.
I just went into my room and slammed the door shut.
I sat on my bed and closed my eyes.
I hit the stereo on, turned the volume up, and played my favorite song.
MSI
What do they know?
I closed my eyes and reached for my coke.
I cracked the lip of the can open and bent it up.
I lifted it to my lips and drank, suddenly realizing how thirsty I actually was.
I finished the can and threw it to the ground.
I turned down the music and waited for Deidara to knock on the door.
Knock Knock
I smiled.
Right on time.
He opened the door slightly.
He peered smiled lips were love.
I nodded to him and he came.
"Hey, Itachi hm. What's goin' on hm?"
"Nothing really."
"I see hm."
"Yup."
Tense silence.
He smiled at me from under his blonde veil.
"Come here, Deidara."
Deidara smiled and shyly walked over to the side of my bed.
I patted the foot of my bed with my hand.
He sat down automatically.
I know what he wants.
But I can't just-
"Itachi. I wanna know if you'll do something for me hm."
Oh, no.
"I want you to…"
He blushed.
It was almost irresistible.
I sat up quickly, our noses almost touching.
He blushed at the closeness, and looked down.
"Yes..?"
I said it sweetly.
Apparently seductively.
He leaned forward into my mouth.
Our lips touched and something strange happened.
Fire erupted between our lips and scorched the skin.
We pulled away immediately, panting with eyes wide.
"I..Ita…"
I couldn't take this.
Some feeling erupted from inside me like a volcano of fiery lust filled ashes.
I reached behind Deis head, and pulled him against me roughly, but sensually.
Our tender touch had the same burning flame.
I heard Deidara gasp under my own lips.
I kissed him again, ravenous for more.
More of what!?
This fire that burned was unbelievable.
It set off so many fresh emotions, not felt since…
That's when he did it.
Deidara killed me.
He reached up suddenly.
He grabbed a fistful of the collar on my shirt and held on tightly.
His shoulders tensed as he pulled me to him.
Eager for more.
What was this?
I pulled away.
"Itaaaa…"
His voice was strained.
I almost smiled at the want in his gasp.
"Yes?"
"Help me!"
"With…?"
"Myself!! I don't know what that was hm but… It was weird hm. Different. Itachi! Help me!"
I pulled up short and cupped his sweet face in my hands.
He'd felt the same burn as me.
My heart sank.
"Deidara sweetly sitting before me. I feel so weak. I can't help you. I don't know what that was."
He smiled a loving smile.
"You aren't weak Mr. Poetic.
He swiftly pulled his face out of my hands.
"You just don't read, yeah."
His eyes lit up with excitement.
Like they always did when he had a chance to know something I didn't.
"Don't I?"
"Nope, hm."
I lifted an eyebrow at him.
He grimaced looking down.
"Okay… well… not enough, hm!"
He smiled at me brightly again, reattaching the battery of his former mood.
"How so?"
"Well… do you know what the soulmate principal says, hm?"
"No, Deidara. I'm not the chick, you are."
"WHAT! What does that have to do with it, hm?
I frowned.
"I don't read about "soulmates"
I waved my arms in a dramatic circle and said it dreamy like.
"That's really not my thing, you know."
Deidara didn't seem deterred at all.
He smiled proudly.
"Yeah! You read the boring stuff about cars and crap!"
He winked at me when he said 'crap'.
"It's not crap…"
I smirked.
His eyes went wide.
"Wha- whaaat?"
I grabbed for his wrist but he was faster.
He was quicker than I thought.
One minute he was sitting in front of me.
The next he was bounding across the room.
He stood in the corner panting.
He was craftily just out of my reach.
I threw myself at him.
This time he couldn't escape, I had him.
I leaned against him, my entire body against his.
He hiccupped.
He wiggled.
He relaxed against me.
"Itachi hm! Let go m!"
"Nope. Not a chance."
He groaned and I melted.
It sounded so perfect.
I wanted to hear it again.
I shifted my legs between his.
He wiggled.
I held him in place.
He let out a gasp of fury when he realized he was caught.
I smiled at him.
He pouted.
I kissed his pout.
The same burning fire scorched the tender area.
Pressing myself firmly against him to keep him in place, I lifted my knee ever so slightly, rocking on the balls of my feet.
Deidara gasped wildly.
He pulled back to stare at me.
Red cherry flush raced all around his face, right up to the roots of his blonde hair.
And he just stared.
I lifted it a little higher, lifting my foot from the ground.
He gasped.
It was far from the groan I wanted so, I persisted.
Again.
Again.
Each time a little faster, a little higher, a little rougher.
Each time his voice rose up an octave.
I pushed up once more and I had him.
"Ita…" He groaned.
I stopped.
He panted.
Deidara grabbed a fistful of my collar again and kissed me furiously.
The fire burned, but we pressed on.
In an awkward struggle, where I'm not exactly sure what happened, we suddenly ended up on the bed.
I was on top of him and he lay starring wide eyed.
We starred for a moment and then it happened.
As I stared relentlessly into the blondes teal bright orbs, it all happened.
We starred for a long time.
We gazed until his eyes seemed to see through mine.
He just seemed to consider me.
He just gazed.
He lifted a hand up to my collar and unbuttoned the first button.
Then the next.
The next.
Next.
Soon my all my buttons were undone.
My self-control was lacking, but this was Deidaras first time being like this with anyone.
Amazing, he seemed as though he had practice.
I knew.
I would be his first.
Deidara was lost in thought.
He raised his hands up to rest them on my chest, on my collarbone.
As soft as a butterflies wings, he leisurely but unsurely slid his hands down my chest.
He traced all the curves and felt all of my body.
My body trembled at his touch.
I gasped, and he looked up worried.
"Itachi…"
I smiled.
Smile.
His answering grin was fascinating.
The smile spread across his face illuminating his features.
He bit his lip, quite coyly, although I doubt he realized it, and smiled.
"Itachi, hm."
His signature soft 'hm' was barely audible to my ears.
"Yes..?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Yes. What is it?"
He breathed deeply.
"If… If… I…"
He blushed to his roots.
"Never mind!"
"Deidara. Tell me."
"No. I don't wanna say it anymore."
I looked him in the eyes.
"Dei."
He took another deep breath.
He looked me in the eyes with a fierce expression.
"I said I don't wanna tell you anymore."
"Deidara, please-"
He cut me off abruptly.
"Just shut up and kiss me!"
I stared at him and his demand.
He cocked an eyebrow.
I was still shocked.
Deidara sighed and looked down as if to say: "Guess, your not going to kiss me."
"Deidara…"
Then I got blown away.
With the cutest amount of tiny blush on his cheek, he looked up at me.
Determination etched into his delicate features.
He took a final deep breath that seemed to way a ton upon his chest.
He reached up.
His lips touched mine.
So. Soft.
I gasped.
He moaned.
A white soaring heat picked up when the flesh met.
There was no pain, though.
Pleasure was found in the heat.
I kissed back fervently.
The only sounds that filled the room were the quiet movement of lips and Deidaras slight moaning.
Deidara sank his fingertips into the flesh on my chest and raked my body.
He moved his hands up to remove my dress shirt.
I aggressively groped at his shirt till our lips parted long enough to remove his top.
I gasped as I looked over his body.
Sure, he was delicate, but he was muscular.
I had never seen his body before.
Deidara always wore a shirt, even swimming.
Deidara blushed.
He instinctively moved his hands down to cover himself.
I moved them away, gathering them overtop of his head.
He flushed scarlet and looked at me with lusty eyes.
I knew that it embarrassed him, but I stared.
I used my other hand to start slowly tracing his chest, feeling all the curves and indents of muscle on his body.
His skin rose to me in blotchy red goose bumps.
A intensity was forming.
Waves of intense heat.
He licked his lips subtly, but it didn't go unnoticed.
I reached up and kissed them, reeling in the burn.
I kissed him.
His lips, his jaw, all down it.
His neck, I took my time.
I kissed and teased the warm area with my tongue.
I was getting ready to lightly bite him when I realized Deidara was trying to speak.
"Ita….hm…hm….Ita…."
I stopped but was reluctant.
"Yes?"
"Okay…."
I waited as he caught his breath.
"I have to tell you, about the soulmate principal m."
I groaned.
"Christ Deidara. Can't we do this," I motioned with my hand to his nakedness, "first?
"Yes, but-
It was rude but I interrupted him, I was in desperate need.
"But what Deidara Naoki?"
He gave me a mad glare.
"It's important, Itachi hm."
"So is this."
He pursed his lip.
"Itachi."
He started to speak but we both turned to the door.
We both turned to stare at the door.
Deidara pushed me away violently
I went willingly.
I saw Deidaras mouth drop and my heart stopped.