Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. WAHHHH –cries-
A/N: Hello again. Finally, another chapter for this story. Dresden and Marx haven't been doing a real good job with helping me. X.x' Oh well, I've got a chapter for you! Woot. XD. Ok, I personally see Deidara as a really emotional type on the inside, who is actually really sensitive. . That's just my personal opinion though. Scold me or not, I don't care. Enjoy!!!
-TG
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"Come on Deidara! Please?" Itachi was currently pinning Deidara down, straddling his hips and grinning down at him.
"No! Un. ." Deidara squirmed beneath Itachi, his brows furrowed together in discomfort.
"Why not?"
"Because! UN!"
Itachi let himself drop down on Deidara, kissing the younger boy's neck. "It won't hurt. . ." he cooed into his neck.
"Liar. . un,"
"Pretty please?"
"No. Un!" Itachi moved his face to kiss Deidara again, but Deidara moved his head away, trying to avoid the kiss. "It'll hurt too much. Un. . ."
"Not too much! Come on!"
Deidara glared sharply into Itachi's sharingan eyes. "No, un," and with that, he pushed Itachi off him, standing up. Itachi smirked at Deidara's half naked body. They had stopped when Itachi had moved his hands to Deidara's pants and slipped them in. Deidara suddenly had pulled away, refusing to continue at all.
Itachi growled and buttoned his pants up, looking over to Deidara with a look of confusion in his now obsidian eyes. "You wouldn't even let me touch you. . ." he whispered with a small glare. Deidara's eyes adverted to the side and he slowly buttoned his pants up too. "Why?"
"I don't-"
"Deidara," Itachi stood up and pulled his hair back into it's ponytail, moving towards Deidara and pulling him towards his bare chest, looking down at the blond with a small frown. "Why?"
"I-I told you! UN! I don't know. I-I don't really know. . un. . " Deidara hissed, pulling himself from Itachi's grasp and hugging himself. "I j-just don't want to do it yet. . . un,"
Itachi's eyes softened when Deidara started stuttering and acting nervous. Maybe he was rushing things. "Fine. Fine. I'll wait," Itachi plastered a smile on his face and pulled Deidara into his arms again, this time to Deidara's back was against his chest and Itachi his head on Deidara's shoulder, looking up at him with a small smirk. "One problem. . " Deidara let out a small giggle when Itachi started kissing his neck softly.
"What's that? Un?"
"I'm horny as a mutt," he whispered licking the bottom of Deidara's chin lightly, grinning up at him. Deidara smirked down at Itachi and raised a brow with a chuckle.
"Sorry? Un?"
"Sorry? Sorry?! It's you're fault. . ." Itachi hissed, kissing the spot he had licked earlier, moving his kisses down to the boy's collar bone.
"Well. . . you can always masturbate. Un,"
Itachi's lip jutted out while he looked at a side angle and up at Deidara. "B-but that's lonely," he whimpered pathetically. Deidara smirked down at the pouting man.
"I can watch! Un!" a soft blushed soon painted itself across Itachi's face as soon as Deidara had said this.
"W-watch?"
"Un! It's no different than watching hentai! Un!"
"For you maybe! It's like. . like. . well it's someone watching me jack off. That's embarrassing!" Itachi pushed Deidara forward slightly and removed himself from behind the boy and jumped onto the bed, resting his arms behind his bed, looking over Deidara. "How about you. . " he motioned for Deidara to sit on the bed.
Deidara moved toward him and right as he was about to sit down, Itachi grabbed the boy's thin waist and pulled Deidara onto his body. "I-Itachi! What are you doing? Un?" Itachi kept his hands planted firmly on Deidara's hips and shifted him so he was straddling Itachi's chest.
"We can at least make out. . . " Itachi murmured, cupping Deidara's face with his hands and kissing him lightly.
"Hm. . .sounds good to me. Un. .. " Deidara pressed Itachi's shoulder's into the bed, causing Itachi's hands to fall to the bed. As soon as Itachi's hands had touched Deidara's hips again, Deidara was kissing his jaw line, planting soft and light kisses and hickies over his neck and collar bones, causing Itachi to moan in pleasure.
"Dei-chan," Itachi murmured, running his hands up the boy's sides and softly caressing this skin with his thumbs, causing Deidara to moan back to Itachi, kissing his neck harder and biting here and there. Itachi's eyes shut as he kept his hands working on Deidara's sides.
"Hey Itachi we- woah. . . .what the?" Itachi's eyes snapped open and he felt Deidara stumble off the bed with a loud thump. Itachi turned his gaze to see Kisame standing there, his eyes wide.
"Kisame! You ass!" he stood up and looked to the ground to see a flushed Deidara, holding a sheet over his body.
"He-hey K-Kisame. . un," Deidara stuttered, his face turning a deeper shade of red.
"Kisame! What do you want? Didn't I tell you to fucking knock? Baka!" he hissed, taking a breath and looking up at Kisame with red sharingan eyes.
Kisame looked past Itachi and over to the blushing Deidara who was clutching the sheet tightly, his knuckles turning white. "Sorry," he muttered with a roll of his eyes and looking down at Itachi again, this time. . he burst out laughing.
Itachi raised a brow and crossed his arms, glaring up at his partner. "What's so funny?!"
"Well. . .let's see. You've got. . ." he paused for a moment, grinning as he finished looking down at Itachi. "It seems you have about 15 hickies and 6 love bites," he smirked and poked one of them with a blue finger.
Itachi's face turned a light shade of pink as he covered a spot of his neck with his hand. "Well? At least I have a boyfriend. . "
"Dude. That hurts," Kisame hissed glaring at Itachi, seriousness now appearing. "But seriously. . Instead of fucking your blonde boyfriend, I suggest we do as leader-san told us to, and find that damned Kyuubi," he muttered with a small sigh.
"Oh. Shit. That's right," Itachi looked around the room for a moment and grabbed his mesh shirt and his Akatsuki cloak and pulling them on. He stopped for a moment then slipped his sandals on and walked to the flushed blond, pulling him to his feet and pulling the tie out of his hair. "I like it down," he muttered kissing Deidara's lips softly before turning. "I'll be back in a few weeks. A month or two at most," he muttered feeling Deidara hug him from behind, pressing his forehead into Itachi's back.
"So soon? Un. . ." he muttered softly, hoping Kisame would just leave for a moment or two.
"Deidara. . .I'll be back soon. Please. . . don't make this harder than it should be," he hissed coolly, pulling from Deidara's embrace and looking down at him with soft obsidian eyes. "I said I'll be back. . and I swear I will be. Ok?"
"H-hai. . un," he muttered, looking down at his bare-feet then up at Itachi was walking to Kisame.
"Bye," Itachi's eyes adverted away and he disappeared from the room, leaving Deidara alone.
"Bye. .. un,"
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"Deidara? Deidara-kun? Dei-chan?!" Sasori sighed as he called many versions of Deidara's name as he continued to knock on the boy's door.
"W-what? Un?" a low mumble could be heard from the other side of the door.
"Deidara!" Sasori opened the door, only to see Deidara sprawled out on his bed, his eyes shut as he covered his face with his hands. His long blonde hair was let down for once and he was mumbling something to himself. "What's wrong?" he muttered stepping in and sitting in a chair next to his desk.
"N-nothing. W-what makes you t-think something's w-wrong? U-un?" Deidara sat up, looking to Sasori, his visible eye was red and slightly puffy, almost as if he had been crying.
"God damn Deidara!" Sasori's eyes widened as he starred at Deidara. "Well the fact that your face is red and you are stuttering. . and the other fact that you haven't come out of your room since Itachi left for Konoha. This is pathetic! It's like he's died or something!"
Deidara's eye snapped towards Sasori as soon as he said this. "What?! Are you s-saying-"
"No. I was comparing it. Jeez. You're on the end of the string with this. . ." he muttered rolling his eyes. "You miss him. It's obvious,"
"I do not. . . un,"
'Yes. . . for the first time I'm worried about someone other than myself. For the first time . . . I don't know what I'm feeling. . .'
"Liar,"
"I-I'm not ly-"
"Just admit it. . "
"Fine! I do. I feel like someone has just. . I don't know. Pulled someone out of me and is crushing it . . .un" Deidara grasped his mesh shirt, over his heart tightly. "It hurts. .. un."
"Deidara . . "
"Un?"
"I know what's wrong. . "
"What? What?!"
"You're in love. . ." Sasori grinned his rare smile at Deidara, crossing his arms.
"L-love? Un?"
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A/N: FINALLY. I FINALLY got it up!! Woot. Meh. I actually thought it was short, but when I look at it now . .it's actually pretty normal sized for a chapter. I know I made Deidara seem a little OOC. . . but I am not allowed to read Manga and can only watch Anime. . so . . .yeah. I've only seen a few episodes of him. I'm making him act how I picture him being. . .so yeah. And is Itachi is a little OOC. . that's because they don't show much of him in the anime either, so I'm writing what I think they act like . . hope you love it. Please Review. . .
-TG
NEXT TIME:
Deidara wants to confess his feelings for Itachi, but he doesn't know if Itachi feels the same way. But Itachi's gone for a longer amount of time, causing Deidara to gain more and more stress. . .