Chapter 4
Is this real?
June 12, 2009
Is this real?
Leader-sama hadn't been out of bed since… oh fuck.
Is this a joke?
We hear Konan is his only contact.
Who cares anyways?
Why should I give a fuck?
I woke up with Deidara overheating me. He was dripping in sweat and cum. He was actually quite a good fuck, if you ask me. He didn't cum to early, never too late. He could handle me continuing until I came.
He wiggled in his sleep and turned his head. That's when I noticed it. A healing cut just behind his ear. I reached forward to inspect it.
It was the length of my pinky but thin. It looked as though it had been cut recently. I wavered on whether or not to wake him. I decided it was important enough.
I cupped his face in my hands.
"Deidara… Wake up sleepy head."
He shuffled slightly but continued to sleep.
"C'mon. Wake up."
He seemed to ignore me.
"Wake up..!"
He slept on.
I shook him lightly, "Wake up..!"
He took a deep breath and kept on sleeping.
I smacked him. "Wake up!"
He wrenched upright. He looked terrified. He blinked, tears in his eyes.
"What?? Itachi??" He asked disoriented.
I reached for him, pulled him close. I rocked him slightly. He relaxed against me and looked up at me smiling. I smiled back.
"Good Morning." He chirped. I laughed and hugged him tighter.
"Good Morning, Deidara." I pulled him into my lap and kissed him. He giggled and laughed as I kissed his neck. "How are you this morning, baby?"
"I'm amazing, hm!" He glowed. He smiled at me and rambled about little things for a bit. I listened intently, laughing here and there and nodded my head. He could talk for hours, one good thing about Deidara. At times…
I felt bad that I had to interrupt him. The sun shone through the windows and illuminated his hair. His eyes were happy and full of life. I watched as his hand inconspicuously reached back to touch his cut every once in a while. I guessed that it hurt. I decided to interrupt him.
"Hey Baby, say, where'd that cut come from?" I asked calmly, touching his ear lightly.
"Hm? Oh this.." he touched the cut gingerly, "I don't know… I just woke up with it. Blood all over my pillow…"
I stared at him bewildered, "And you didn't think to tell me?"
He looked confused at the thought, "Why would I?"
"Because, I'm your boyfriend."
He flushed bright red, "I know… I didn't think it was anything important…"
"Of course, it's important. Do you know who did this?" I was actually appalled he'd never told me, "We've got to find out… It seems like…"
I was caught by surprise when Deidara interrupted me, "Itachi." He said fiercely, "There is nothing wrong, hm. Nobody is trying to get me, hm. Honestly, Itachi, hm. Trust me… have some faith that I would know if someone was trying to kill me, hm."
I starred at Deidara. He could be very brave when he wanted to be, it seemed. Too bad. I was about to crush his moral, "Deidara. I would like to find out who did this to you. I cannot do so without your help and as such, will you please tell when you got this cut?"
"I…I… I got it on Sunday… right. But… you needn't worry about me Itachi, hm. I will be fine hm."
I let it drop. I didn't want Deidara to get angry with me and think of leaving for the night, to his moms. And he would leave too, that was just Deidara for you.
I started to get up but he pulled me down, "Please… stay with me Itachi," he almost moaned it.
I was conflicted and I knew it shone on my face. My whole life I had been determined to never show my feelings. My father had lashed that into my brain from a very young age. My brother was the same way, but standing here now I felt naked, completely controlled by something deeper than the words spoken between me and Deidara.
I contemplated yelling at him, it seemed okay. I also thought of how that would upset him. Then a thought came racing into my head, hitting me with outstanding force, I felt slightly winded from the force of the mental blow.
It would make Leader-sama so happy.
I didn't know why I had had that thought but I suddenly relished in it. I looked down at Deidara with the intention of yelling at him but, I stopped when I saw the traumatized look on his face.
"Dei? Deidara?"
"W-why?" he stammered. "Leader-sama…"
I immediately saw my error. I had forgotten Deidara could read minds when he chose to. I had forgotten to be careful with my thoughts. I had been careless and now I would suffer the consequences…
"How dare he? How could he think that?" Deidara jumped off the bed, angrier than hell. "You are like his child! What is that mans problem!!
I was completely lost. What the hell was this boy on about now? Doesn't make sense… "Deidara! What're you talking about?"
"Leader-sama! You should hear what that man is saying; is thinking!"
"Deidara.."
"Listen!" he exclaimed.
All I could hear was the normal sounds of the house. Soft moaning, pans, pots, explosions, screaming, every normal sound in the house. I couldn't pick out anything in specific that would be different.
Deidara gasped and covered his ears; he screamed and fell back onto the bed crying. "Deidara!" I exclaimed, reaching for him, "Are you okay?" I asked instinctively, although it was clear he was not.
He didn't respond. He just wrapped his arms around his legs, curling away from me. I reached for him anyways, pulled him into my arms and held him anyways. After a while, his weeping subsided and he began to relax against me. I rocked him a little and eventually he looked up at me, face red and eyes puffy. He looked half-crazed.
I opened my mouth to speak but he beat to it, "Itachi, I was inside Leader-sama's mind. It was horrible, hm. So many disturbances, he was like a ticking time bomb. He… he was screaming. And yet he was completely calm, hm. Part of his mind was at war with the other. And it hurt me, hm. It hurt my focus, hm. It cut at my mind. The scars in his head are unbelievable. And… and… his name, hm…" he faltered.
"Yes..? His name was..?" I gently prodded.
He looked up at me, very distressed. "Pein, hm."
"Pein…" I repeated. Something inside me fluttered. To have such a mystery unveiled was amazing. I was reeling in satisfaction, so much that I almost missed what Deidara said next, for his tone was so light.
"And he was thinking about you."
I choked in my mind, my voice came out rather hoarse, "Whaa?"
He looked at the ground. I had to concentrate to hear his words, "He… thinks about you. A lot. He kept calling you a bastard. A… a… a… fuck-up. An asshole. A waste of skin. But he had this underlining tone… it felt so real… this… compassion." He looked up at me mortified and with millions of unanswered questions in his eyes.
I knew I would not have all the answers he need and I knew that he did not have all of mine. I wanted to understand Leader-sama… no I wanted to understand Pein better. He was mysterious now. A new leaf in my book I had too uncover all the secrets in. At that moment, although I didn't quite understand it yet, or just hadn't picked up on it, I fell.
He was a dark black ocean pulling me under. Deidara meant nothing any longer. This man was my new toy. I wanted him and I would have him. Under the tides of curiosity and wonder, I craved air. Was this real? I was falling deeper under this sexually driven need to be with this man. Down under these intoxicating waves was my captivity. I did not resurface.