Holy crap, I actually updated! xX;; I'm so sorry: school's been taking up all my time. I took time off of this major project to finish this chapter. The next one shouldn't take as long to get out, as I have the whole thing planned out, but I won't make any promises. School and homework is unpredictable. D:
Just a note: I haven't abandoned this story, and I don't plan to. I'm just…really busy because of all the homework.
Uhm, this continues off of the last chapter. Dx
Previous:
"Why did you stop me?" Itachi's eyes narrowed. "You do realize he's with Orochimaru, right?"
"Y-Yes, but…"
"But what?"
"Itachi," Sasori spoke up, seeing that Deidara was struggling: badly. "I thought we agreed that Kimimaro would be left for last."
"What?" Itachi questioned, suspicion and irritation slipping into his voice.
"Oi, oi, oi. What's going on here?" Hidan walked up while Tayuya went over to Kimimaro.
Deidara flinched. "Help, huh?"
"Just shut up," Sasori muttered.
"Sasori…" Itachi gazed past Deidara to the redhead. "Is there another reason you requested that we save Kimimaro for last?"
"Are you accusing me, Itachi?" Sasori countered, eyes narrowing.
Itachi was silent, his frown deepening a little.
"What if he is, redhead?" Hidan broke in, earning himself a venomous glare from Sasori.
It was Sasori's turn to remain silent this time, the look in his eyes absolute poison as he glowered at Hidan.
"…Oi, oi," Hidan continued as he saw the look he was receiving. "Don't glare at me like that."
"…I don't have time for this…" Deidara said quietly, starting forward to get past Itachi and Hidan. "I've got to–"
"I'm afraid I won't let you."
The Uchiha's hand buried itself in Deidara's uniform, tightly gripping the collar.
Deidara turned to glare darkly at Itachi.
"Itachi!" Sasori snapped, redirecting his line of vision to the dark-eyed boy.
"I'll let you go as soon as you tell me what's going on here," Itachi said, calm voice contrasting with the grip he had on the blond's shirt.
"It's nothing." Deidara lifted his arm, wrapping his fingers around Itachi's wrist, attempting to free himself. "I just didn't believe it was fair that–"
"Again with the fairness?" Itachi countered by mimicking Deidara and coiling his free fingers around the wrist of the hand that was holding his own. "I would've thought you'd learned by now."
"…!" Deidara winced, his fingers forced to uncurl from the dark-eyed teen's wrist.
Kimimaro's eyes narrowed. He began walking towards Itachi, a fist unconsciously forming.
Tayuya watched in disbelief. "Wha–Kimimaro! Hey, where the hell do you think you're going?!"
Ignoring Tayuya, Kimimaro continued until he was behind Itachi.
"I don't think it's wise to be hurting one of your own, Uchiha," he stated, only a faint trace of anger in his words.
"Tend to matters that apply to you, Kaguya," Itachi retorted, strengthening his hold on Deidara's wrist.
Seeing Deidara's face become washed over in pain for a split second, Sasori bristled. "Let him go, Itachi!"
Hesitantly, Itachi complied. He immediately turned to Kimimaro, ash-red eyes filled with suspicion. "I suggest you leave."
A grin spread across Hidan's face. "Can I take him on if he doesn't?"
"…Go ahead."
Suddenly, the music door opened and the other students came out, all smiling and laughing with their friends.
Hidan made a 'tch' sound as he turned to glower at the open door. "Ah, fuck, she let them out earlier!"
"No matter." The Uchiha looked directly into Kimimaro's jade eyes. "We'll finish this later."
Deidara unconsciously backed up towards Sasori more, as he knew Itachi was talking to him as well.
"Sasori."
The silver-eyed male stiffened slightly at the sound of his name.
Itachi turned, the look in his eyes just a little softer. "I'm going to tell Pain. He deserves to know."
"We could go outside."
Black eyes locked with green again.
"You're willing to?"
"I just suggested it, did I not?"
"If we get caught we'd be in trouble. You're willing to risk your perfect profile?"
"I could say the same to you."
"Kimimaro!" Tayuya stomped her foot. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"That's none of your business. Leave for your next class now."
"What?!" Tayuya's voice was burning with disbelief. "Don't you dare tell me you've made friends with these fuckers!"
Jade eyes widened for just a split second, but even that second was enough for Itachi to see what had happened. He whirled around to face Sasori and Deidara.
"Is this true?"
Hidan just stared as the two looked at each other before turning away. "Are you shitting me? You're friends with this bastard?!"
"Sasori…?" Itachi's voice quavered a little; just a little.
When no answer was given, the Uchiha's frown seemed to transform into a small snarl. Returning his attention to Kimimaro, Itachi stated out icily, "We're going outside."
"I…" The brown-eyed girl's fists clenched painfully as she glowered as best she could at Kimimaro. "I'm telling Orochimaru on you, Kimimaro! That you've become friends with the enemy!" When the white-haired student gave no reply, she swore under her breath before running off to find their leader.
"And then I'll defeat you," Itachi finished darkly.
Kimimaro didn't utter a word, seeing the blue-eyed boy's face morph into an expression of shock.
"So let's go–"
"I won't let you, un."
Itachi turned yet again, his stare piercing right through Deidara's. "…What?"
"I said 'I won't let you,'" Deidara growled.
"Deidara–" Sasori detached himself from the wall and walked behind Deidara.
"Are you planning on fighting me in his place, Deidara-kun?"
"No, he's–"
"I'm not going to allow you to hurt him, Itachi," Deidara interrupted the redhead, earning himself a dirty glare.
"I can handle him on my own, Deidara-kun," the Kaguya denied Deidara's help. "Don't fight someone in your group for doing the right thing."
"No." Deidara's voice lowered. "I'm going to fight him."
Itachi hesitated for a second as he noticed Sasori freeze. "…Fine." He headed towards the exit, stating out, "I'm sure Pain will take your betrayal just fine, Deidara-kun."
A scowl washed over Deidara's face as he made move to follow.
"Deidara." Sasori hastily grasped the other's wrist, preventing him from walking forward. "Don't do this."
"…" Deidara grit his teeth together. Clenching the fingers of one of his hands, he slipped his wrist from Sasori's hold, and without any words, continued after the departing Itachi.
Sasori's eyes widened, feeling as if someone had just hit him in the stomach. Deidara…Deidara had just ignored him…?
"Deidara-chan…" Even Hidan was shocked by Deidara's actions. He turned to Sasori, managing out, "Oi, redhead, Deidara-chan just…!" But Sasori was already following Deidara, his eyes having an almost hazed over look to them.
}}––––––»»
"I'll give you another chance to back out," Itachi said simply, standing before Deidara.
"No."
"Very well."
"Ah, damn that woman!" Hidan cursed as he came to a stop next to Sasori on the sidelines, shooting a glare to the doorway. As he and Kimimaro were walking towards the door, Kurenai had decided to leave her classroom, and, seeing the boys walking outside, promptly asked what they were doing and informed that "they were going to be late if they didn't hurry to class" and that "this was no time to be going outside."
Hidan had sneered and had prepared to tell the woman off, saying he could do whatever he wanted, but Kimimaro had quickly cut in, explaining that they were only going outside to get something for Hidan that he needed for his next class. Kurenai had looked a little suspicious at first, but warily answered "Alright…" before moving on.
Damn, Hidan spat in frustration. Now I owe that fucker… Suddenly, he blinked, a thought coming to his mind. Wait…Kurenai's out of her room…and she left the door open…
A grin curled his lips.
At the sight of Hidan spinning back around, Sasori opened his mouth to ask where the hell he was going, but ultimately closed it on account of keeping his sanity.
When he turned back around, it was to the sight of the two already fighting. He winced lightly, hardly noticeably, as he saw Deidara just barely dodge a blow aimed for his shoulder. Deidara stood no chance against Itachi; Itachi was nothing like Sasori in battle, and if that was how Deidara charged in he would surely lose.
"You can stop them, you know."
He turned to Kimimaro in surprise, before returning his gaze elsewhere. "…Deidara would hate me."
"Deidara-kun would never hate you."
"He's ignored me for a few days before."
"He's fighting for you now."
"Tch." Sasori glared at Kimimaro from the corners of his eyes, lip curling. "He's fighting for you."
Was that jealousy in his voice? Kimimaro almost smirked. Akasuna sure could be impulsive when he wanted to. "He's fighting so you won't get into trouble with Pain."
"No, he's doing it so you don't have to fight Itachi."
"Stop jumping to conclusions, Akasuna."
"I'm only stating facts. You're the one jumping to conclusions."
"Akasuna–"
"Stop calling me that."
"Force of habit. You don't like it?"
"Tch, no. Why would I? Because of you and your bastard of a leader, Kakuzu's taken to calling me it now. It pisses me off."
"I don't believe I'll be able to stop any time soon."
"Whatever. He's still fighting for you."
He's jealous. Kimimaro watched as the other bit his lower lip. The corners of his lips twitched upwards slightly. He changed the subject so abruptly…it must really be bugging him.
Deidara clenched a fist, as Itachi's own crashed into his stomach. He stumbled backwards, glowering as his unclenched hand clutched his stomach. Itachi was panting softly, however, and that brought a smirk to the blond's face. Deidara might've been the one with the most physical damage at the moment, but from what he saw, Itachi lacked stamina, and he could play on that.
"If I win," he spoke out, "you forget all about this, un."
"…" Itachi's eyes narrowed at the confident look on Deidara's face. "…Fine."
He's going down. Deidara shot forward towards the Uchiha, ducking to dodge a kick towards his head. There's no way he's going to win.
"Akasuna," Kimimaro argued, "I think if he had to choose whose side to fight for between you and me, he'd choose you."
A light flush heated up Sasori's face as he looked away to hide it. "Th…That'd only be because we're in the same group and Pain would kill him if he picked you…"
Kimimaro sighed. "If we were in the same group."
The blush deepened. Sasori ignored the fight as best he could, and replied with a quiet, "…Just shut up."
}}––––––»»
Dammit, lady, get your ass out of here! Hidan seethed from under one of the rows of chairs in the music room. He could see Kurenai's heels, just staying stationary in the same place, and he could only guess she was taking care of her rabbit. A snarl danced on his face as he thought of the thing. Come on already! Leave the Goddamn rabbit alone so I can go steal it and sacrifice it!
Kurenai sneezed, and Hidan froze, holding his breath.
The heels finally moved, signaling the woman's departure. A grin twisted Hidan's lips as he saw Kurenai finally walk to the door and out, the satisfactory slam reaching his ears.
He resisted the urge to laugh madly as he scrambled out from his hiding place and over to where the rabbit cage was.
"Finally…" Hidan whispered, violet eyes watching as the animal hopped around. "You are mine, rabbit."
Black eyes met with his own purple. Reaching out and quietly undoing the latch that kept the door locked, Hidan quickly looked behind him to make sure no one was coming. When all was clear, he stuck one of his hands into the cage, attempting to snag it.
"Ow!" He quickly drew back his arm as a sharp pain flowed throughout his hand. There was a spot of red on the tip of his middle finger. "You little…!" He tried again, the result the same.
"Okay, that's it!" Hidan snapped, reaching both hands into the cage and drawing the rabbit out at last. With both hands under its forepaws, the lower legs kicked helplessly, and Hidan smirked. "Got you, stupid heathen bunny."
The rabbit stared at him as he brought his face closer to its.
"You'll be going to see Jashin-sama now, rabbit!" He grinned. "So just try and taunt me more, you–!"
One of the animal's feet crashed into Hidan's chin, causing him to swear loudly and drop the black lump.
"You fucking little…!" Hidan made an aggravated noise as he saw the rabbit begin to hop away under the row of chairs on the left side of the classroom. "No, get your heathen ass back here!"
All thoughts of someone walking in on him were lost as he raced after the bunny, lunging at it as it came out from its cover, and ultimately missing it and skidding on the floor.
"Ow! Stupid–!"
Standing up on wobbly legs, Hidan made a "Tch!" sound as he saw it head for the instruments. He placed a hand on his cheek where it had skidded, immediately tearing it off the red skin like he had just touched something hot. "Ouch, damn it!" Returning his glower to the hastily escaping rabbit, he sprinted after it, fists clenched.
"Why the hell are you so fast?!" he snarled, weaving around Kurenai's guitars. "What are you, Super-Bunny?!"
Bang!
Hidan halted, looking over to his left. His expression turned into one of alarm as he saw he had knocked over a drum. Oh, shit.
Half expecting the door to fly open, he braced himself. Minutes went by, but nothing happened. Breathing a sigh of relief, the silver-haired boy once again turned his attention to the animal.
}}––––––»»
Sasori stared, frozen, not knowing how to feel at what he had just seen. Even Kimimaro's expression was dripping with a little bit of surprise.
Deidara's eyes were wide in disbelief, staring down at the grass under him. A small trickle of blood dripped down his chin and finally down into the earth as he tried to recall what had just happened. Itachi had been out of stamina, hadn't he? He was tired and panting, and his dodging speed even went down! So how was it that Deidara was the one bowing in front of Itachi?
"You seem confused."
He looked up instantly, not able to give a reply.
"Is it because you were defeated so easily?"
Wiping the blood that marred his face, Deidara shot up at once, raising a fist and thrusting it towards Itachi.
Itachi caught the fist with ease, and seeing the look of shock take over the newest student's face, he increased the strength of the grip he had on Deidara's hand.
The pressure hurt; Deidara ground his teeth together, harshly yanking his arm back to get it out from Itachi's clutches. Itachi allowed the hand to be free, and Deidara glared at him, taking a step forward.
"I won't lose to you!"
"You already have." Itachi stared back coolly. "You're all out of tricks, Deidara-kun."
"So were you!"
"Haven't you ever heard of faking? If you've been hanging out with Sasori, you should."
At this comment, Sasori flinched slightly, and Deidara bristled at the implication.
"Shut up!" he snarled, infuriated by how calm Itachi was acting. "You know nothing!"
"I know more than you."
"Bullshit!"
Itachi's eyes narrowed just a bit. "You seem bent on getting me angry."
"You mean you weren't when I supposedly 'betrayed' Akatsuki?"
"Deidara…" Sasori hesitantly walked up to the blond, noticing him seem to relax a little. "Don't try his patience."
"What…" Deidara retorted, the tone of his voice bitter. "He's worse than you, un?"
Sasori paused at this, and he glanced over at Itachi. "…No, but…"
"Then what's the problem?" Deidara turned to face the shorter boy.
He wanted to answer the way he wanted to, but…but Itachi was right there, and… "He's…really not merciful."
"Neither were you."
"…!" At this, something sparked within Sasori, letting a small feeling of anger overtake him. "Deidara–!"
"Hidan-kun!"
Everyone froze as Hidan burst from the door, holding out in front of him the black blob that was Kurenai's rabbit, grinning insanely. Soon after, Kurenai ran through the doorway and chased after him, yelling, "Hidan-kun, give me my rabbit back now!"
"No fucking way, lady!" Hidan snapped in response. "I've been aiming to get this heathen rabbit for some time now, and right when I get it you tell me to give it back? Yeah, no way!"
"Give it to me now and report to Principal Tsunade's immediately!"
"Screw that! Jashin-sama will smite this thing, and I'll be there watching as he does!"
"When Principal Tsunade hears what you've done this time, you'll–!" Kurenai came to a stop as she finally took in her surroundings. "…Wait a second…what are you all doing out here?" She looked at Itachi and Deidara, eyes widening at Itachi's swollen cheek and the bruises visible through his slightly opened uniform, the blood dripping down Deidara's chin as he coughed, the light purple and blue blotches on his arm and face. "You two…you were fighting? Is this the reason you came out here?"
No one said anything.
Kurenai tore her gaze from Kimimaro before ordering, "All of you, go to Principal Tsunade's. Right now."
}}––––––»
"…So you lied to a teacher just so you could watch two other students fight, and you never once tried to stop them?"
"No."
Tsunade's voice was cold as she icily spat out, "Detention. All of you. For the rest of this week and next."
A soft sound of disdain reached Kurenai's ears, and she looked over to see Deidara give an expression of distaste.
"Just be happy you weren't suspended, Deidara-kun," she spoke out.
"Now." Tsunade rubbed her forehead before setting her line of vision on Hidan. "Give back Kurenai's rabbit."
"What?!" Hidan bristled, tightening his hold on the bunny. "No! This thing's finally going to–!"
"Now!" The blonde slammed her fist down on her desk.
Hidan backed up, his eyes wide. "A-Alright, fine! Geez, take the Goddamn thing!"
Deidara twitched as Kurenai promptly retrieved her pet, hearing Sasori swallow nervously.
"Anyone else want to complain about something?" Tsunade growled. When no one answered, she rested her cheek on her hand. "All right then, you're dismissed."
At once, Kimimaro turned and started towards the door.
"Kimimaro, un!" Deidara spun around and ran after the white-haired male.
"…!" Sasori looked over his shoulder in surprise.
"Sasori." Itachi glanced at the redhead.
At the sound of Itachi's voice, Sasori seemed to calm down a bit.
"…Itachi…" he mumbled, the once surprised light in his eyes fading as he faced the Uchiha. "We need to talk about something."
"Could you two maybe talk outside?"
Both boys turned to see Kurenai, her fingers tightly wrapped around Hidan's arm.
"We've got to discuss something in here. Privately."
"We were just about to." Itachi nodded and headed out as well, Sasori following suit.
Closing the door behind him, Sasori looked right at the other. "…Itachi, you've…got to stop constantly worrying about me…"
"…What are you talking about?"
"I can handle myself," Sasori clarified, stepping forward, away from the door. "You don't need to be worrying whether someone will try anything at every moment." He hesitated as Itachi's eyes narrowed briefly. "It's not healthy."
}}––––––»»
"I'm sorry I got you into this." Deidara sighed, dreading what his mother would do when she heard the news.
"I could've stopped you and Uchiha from fighting," Kimimaro argued, green eyes catching sight of the door to the office open and Sasori and Itachi come out. He backed up slowly, continuing, "You shouldn't feel guilty."
Deidara tilted his head as he saw the other retreat slightly. "If I had just let…" He paused, realizing how awkward the sentence he was going to say was. "I mean…"
"It would've gotten out eventually, even if you hadn't stopped him."
"Yes, but…then, you wouldn't have had to have detention."
"If Uchiha and I fought, the outcome would be the same. Hidan would've gone after Kurenai's rabbit and she still would've come out and caught us. Only, you would've been the one speaking with Akasuna."
"Sasori-san? What does that…?"
"He felt jealous because he thought you were fighting so I wouldn't have to fight Uchiha instead of keeping him from getting in trouble with Pain."
Heat rose to Deidara's face. He looked away, mumbling, "It was a mix of both…"
"But more for Akasuna."
"Wha–?" Deidara returned his line of vision to the other, only to see him walking away. "Where are you going, un?"
Kimimaro didn't look back, merely responding, "You have a guest."
"'Guest…?'" Deidara blinked. Suddenly, he felt a hand come onto his shoulder and he turned.
"…Sasori-san?"
"I spoke with Itachi." Sasori glanced over his shoulder to make sure Itachi had left and Tsunade hadn't let Hidan out. "He's going to stop being so…protective from now on."
Deidara's eyes widened slightly. "Really?"
Sasori nodded. "He was getting to the point where it was starting to get unhealthy…so I made him stop."
"Unhealthy?"
"He was worrying about me and trying to prevent me from seeing you."
"But that's just…"
"Worrying about someone all the time and trying to prevent them from seeing friends is unhealthy." Sasori sighed. "Fortunately he wasn't overdoing it, so it wasn't too hard to get him to stop…"
He sure seemed like he was overdoing it… Deidara thought, frowning slightly. Is he really just going to stop?
"He's still going to tell Pain, though."
Deidara froze. "What…is Pain-san going to do?"
"I don't know." Drawing back his arm, Sasori looked away. "He'll probably question us to make sure we didn't give anything away, and to how this all got started…the worst he'll do is throw us out of Akatsuki."
"…He won't throw you out, un."
Silver eyes came to lock with blue. "What are you saying?"
"You're close friends, aren't you?"
"What does that have to with…?" Sasori's voice faded as realization came to him. He gave Deidara an almost irritated look before replying, "Look, Pain isn't unfair…" Deidara's face morphed into a skeptical expression. "…Most of the time, anyways. He won't just kick someone out for talking with Orochimaru's group."
"He slapped you for backtalking."
"…Don't remind me."
"W-Well, anyways…you're one of the best in Akatsuki…"
"Heh, I'm not much use anymore, no thanks to Pain…"
"But still, you're friends, so he's not just going to kick you out so you can be targeted by Orochimaru."
"Orochimaru won't target me if I'm not in Akatsuki."
"He might, un."
A flash of fear dashed across Sasori's eyes at the statement.
"I…I'll keep him away though…!" Deidara hastily added on, noticing his mistake. "Even if Pain-san tells me not to!"
"…" A light red haze settled on the shorter male's cheeks as he remembered what Pain had told him: "He'll protect you, Sasori, even if everyone else falls, he'll continue fighting for you. I can tell, just by his actions and the look in his eyes when you're in danger." His eyes narrowed while he looked away. "…I'll…hold your word for it."
Deidara's lips curved into a small smile as he nodded.
The door banged open, and they both turned to see a cursing Hidan storm out.
"Fucking principal…I'll sacrifice her someday too…and that rabbit…" Anger singed Hidan's words before he looked up and saw the other members of Akatsuki. "Oi, redhead, Deidara-chan. Where'd Uchiha go?"
"Itachi's heading to detention already." Sasori placed a hand on his hip, lip curling slightly.
Hearing the scorn flitting along the redhead's tone, Hidan raised an eyebrow. "Hey, hey, what's with all the hate all of a sudden? I just asked a question, redhead."
"I was in the middle of a conversation," Sasori said, "and then you burst out from Tsunade's office and interrupted it."
"Geez, sorry." Hidan rolled his eyes. "Didn't know it was so important for you to talk with Deidara-chan."
"Are you an idiot?"
"Okay, yeah, whatever. Stupid Leader might get on your ass for being friends with that bastard, but seriously." Hidan folded his arms across his chest, running his tongue over his top teeth. "It's nothing to get all worried over."
"I have the right to talk with Deidara without you butting your idiotic head in," Sasori hissed, warning dripping from each word.
"You're so protective, y'know that?" Hidan shot back. "Deidara-chan can fend for himself; he's not some stupid baby!"
Ash-rose eyes narrowed.
"You're the one that he needs to protect, seriously." Without waiting for a response, Hidan started storming off. "Get it through your thick head, redhead! We've been over this!"
"…Tch." Sasori turned away, a dark veil clouding his irises. "Idiot. Who needs protecting?"
"…I agree with him, un."
Sasori spun around to face Deidara instantly. "You can't be serious."
"You may not think so because they're not hurting you here," Deidara extended an arm, brushing his fingertips against the skin of Sasori's cheek, "but they're hurting you inside…someplace much worse…and no one can help you grow stronger inside because you never let them."
Sasori stared for a few moments before he grasped the wrist and held it away from his face. "…How stupid. I'm not in the mood for games now, brat."
"It's not a game."
"Why are you so serious all of a sudden?"
"Because I…promised both Pain-san and myself I'd protect you…"
"Pain–?" Sasori stared in shock. "When the hell did this happen?"
"…It doesn't matter." Deidara glanced away. "He asked me to and I agreed…that's all that does."
"Why didn't he ask Itachi?" Sasori asked, a tint of bitterness staining his words.
"Pain-san didn't think Itachi could protect you."
"What?!" Sasori hissed. His grip tightened on Deidara's wrist, sparks shooting in his irises. "Are you sure this is Pain you're talking about?"
"That's what he said," Deidara answered, trying to wiggle his wrist free from the iron grasp and failing. "I'm…only telling you what he said to me."
"…That's a lie," Sasori snarled, releasing Deidara's wrist only to dig his fingers into the blond's uniform collar. "Pain would never doubt Itachi!"
"I never said he doubted your…relationship…" Deidara struggled to gaze back at Sasori's piercing eyes. "I just said he doubted how well Itachi could protect you…"
"…Tch…" Sasori's lip curled. He loosened his hold on the fabric of Deidara's uniform before seething softly, "…I'll speak with him later. Itachi might be forceful on what he wants, but that doesn't mean…"
"Sasori-san…"
Clenching a fist lightly, he shook his head before changing the subject.
"…I…won't breathe down your neck, either…"
"Un?"
"I've been on you just like Itachi was on me…Hidan…was right," Sasori admitted, albeit quietly. His voice quavered a bit as he added on, "You can fend for yourself. If you want to spend time with Tobi or the Idiot Brigade then fine. I won't try and stop you."
He withdrew his arm, and Deidara fidgeted a little.
"Sasori-san…Tobi and Sakura aren't 'threats. I want you to see that."
An expression of disdain made its way onto Sasori's face.
"You're afraid…you're always afraid."
"…" Sasori bit his bottom lip, not looking Deidara in the eye.
"You're hiding behind this barrier that no one can get through unless you let them…but Sasori-san…" Taking a step closer to him, Deidara saw Sasori's gaze meet his, seeing the mixed emotions flooding his silver irises. "You never let anyone pass through."
Breaking the eye contact, Sasori retorted, "You're acting like a girl, Deidara."
"Don't try and change the subject, un."
The redhead hesitated before opening his mouth to respond, but was quickly cut off by his phone vibrating.
A small flash of anger overtook Deidara as he saw Sasori answer the call. At this rate, he was never going to get through to Sasori! He had been so close, right there, and then–
"…We're still in school. Pain–" Sasori's voice cut off. "…Fine. We'll be there after we're finished."
Pain just had to call up.
"…What? …Yes…yeah, we got detention. This week and next. …I'll explain when we get there." He closed the phone and slipped it back into his pocket, turning back to the taller boy. "…We're going to meet Pain after we get free. At the meeting place."
"How did Pain-san know what we did so fast?"
"Itachi probably called him before he entered the room."
Deidara's eyes narrowed.
"Don't make that face." Sasori gave a warning look.
"…Sorry." Deidara's voice was just louder than a mumble as he looked to the floor.
Sasori sighed and pulled his sleeve up over his hand. Placing one hand on Deidara's left shoulder to steady him, he reached up with his left hand and gently rubbed some leftover dirt that had remained on Deidara's cheek.
Redness faintly spread across Deidara's face at the contact as he looked sheepishly at him.
Finishing up with his task, Sasori pulled back, muttering crossly, "You've got to take care of yourself better, brat."
I would if Orochimaru and your boyfriend would leave me alone… Deidara held his tongue. It wouldn't be too good if he said that out loud…
"Y…You've got to work on your temper, un…" He shot back instead.
"…" An odd look plagued Sasori's features for a few seconds, until it transformed into a smirk. "…Whatever." He reached down and grasped the other's wrist, tugging it forward as he started towards the detention room. "Come on, let's go. You can help me with my history again."
Another weird ending…but at least it isn't a cliff hanger? D:
Ugh, sorry if there are rushed parts and whatnot…school makes it hard to concentrate all the time…and for the fact I didn't elaborate on the Itachi vs Deidara battle…the chapter would've gotten too long and you would've had to wait longer.
Oh, and happy birthday Sasori. :3
〜Arrina