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Akia and Amora

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WARNING: SLIGHT, EVER SO SLIGHT YAOI! (Basically just making out, but if you just will NOT read anything even close to yaoi, I'm warning you...press the back button!)

Oh...you've decided to stay? Well then, on with the story!

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"Come to mommy, Dei!"

A small child, about one year old, was taking his first steps towards his mother. He had short blonde hair and bright blue eyes, that made him look bright and cheerfull. He had rosy red cheeks and was chubby.

"C'mon Deidara!" said a woman. Her hair was not unlike her son's and she her eyes were the exact same shade of blue as his.

Deidara stepped forward. He was going to make it!

He was only a few feet away from his mother. He took another step and giggled, it was fun and he felt free. He could finally walk! His mother made a funny face to encourage him to walk forward and Deidara giggled harder than ever and lost his balance.

He was suddenly falling towards the ground, his chubby arms flailing. He saw the couch beside him and reached out to it but his arms were to short.

If only he could reach the couch...

Deidara opened his eyes and bright lights stung his azure eyes. He grimaced and blinked a few times. His surroundings slowly came into focus. Suddenly, his heart sank as he realized something.

I'm not dead...

Deidara felt angry, confused, and disappointed.

He looked around, trying to figure out where the hell he was. Nothing here looked familiar. It was too clean and the walls were a blinding white. He looked down. He was on a bed, the sheets were the same blinding white as the walls.

Hospital? Was Deidara's first thought. He also noticed that his bangs were not covering his eye, he could feel them resting on his forehead.

Deidara sat up and his golden bangs fell into place.

All of a sudden, he noticed a familiar-looking red-head sleeping on a chair next to his bed.

"S-Sasori?" Deidara rasped, his voice cracked from lack of use. He gave a little cough to clear his throat, causing Sasori to wake up suddenly.

"Wuzzgoingon?" he said sleepily, blinking slowly. His dark-red hair was at least twice as long as Deidara remembered it to be and he looked as though he had been seriously deprived of sleep, his face was pale and ashen looking.

For a moment Deidara stared at him, bewildered.

Sasori frowned and stared at Deidara, as though his mind could not process what was going on. Suddenly, it seemed to sink in. "Y-you're awake..."

"Aa...hm..."

"You're finally awake!" Sasori cried, pulling Deidara into a tight hug. What did Sasori mean, "finally awake"?

"Um...what d'you mean 'finally awake', hm?" Deidara said, his voice muffled because of Sasori's shoulder against his mouth.

Sasori hesitated. "Well...you've kind of been unconscious for a while..." he said finally, releasing Deidara. He sat down on the bed somewhere near Deidara's knees.

Deidara frowned. "Exactly how long, hm?"

"Two weeks," Sasori answered, lowering his gaze.

Deidara's stomach dropped. "TWO WEEKS?!"

"Eh...aa," Sasori said.

Deidara put his hand behind his back and felt his hair. It had grown all the way to his waist, although it had been neatly combed. He also noticed for the first time that he did not have a ponytail. His hairtie was on his bedside table.

"Two weeks..." Deidara repeated faintly.

Suddenly, a thought struck him. "Hang on," he said. "How'd I get here, hm?"

Sasori looked up. "I brought you," he said quietly.

"WHAT?! WHY?!" Deidara yelled furiously.

Sasori looked as though Deidara was asking a very obvious question. "You...you were dying..."

"You...weren't supposed to," Deidara said quietly, his eyes filled with angry tears.

"But you..." Sasori started.

"WHAT IF I WANTED TO DIE?!" Deidara roared. "DID YOU EVER THINK, FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND THAT I MEANT TO DIE?! YOU WE-"

Deidara stopped, startled.

Sasori had kissed him.

Deidara sat there, stunned for a few seconds before he began to kiss back. Sasori smirked inwardly and a little Sasori in his head was doing a victory dance.

'Whoa...' thought Deidara. Sasori climbed up on the bed, he was now on top of Deidara, who wrapped his arms around the red-head.

The door opened and a nurse came in but they didn't hear it. They were too busy.

She cleared her throat loudly and Sasori, startled, hopped off Deidara's bed hurriedly. Deidara went red in the face and gave a tiny cough.

"Gomenasai...I just...just came in to check up on you," the nurse said. Her face was a bright red; it was difficult to tell whose face was redder, the nurse's or Deidara's. Sasori's face on the other hand, matched his hair perfectly.

She quickly stepped out of the room and shut the door behind the door.

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HAHAHAHAHA! -calms down- Ok, ok haha. Did you like this chapter? I thought it was kinda funny...well,
R&R plz? Thanks.