Disclaimer: I do not own Deidara or the Naruto series. But I do wish that I own Cynchick's Deidara though, he's a very yummy looking man *lick lips* but I have the drawing skills of a goldfish *sob*
Sakura went home extremely frustrated that night.
The pink hair intern carelessly tosses her purse and jacket onto the couch and strip off her clothing as she saunters toward the bathroom. She gives a content sigh when hot water pours over her head and her hand reach to her neck and massage out the kinks she acquired from her newest patient, Deidara. The petite woman was sure that he was the most arrogant person she ever met. Well, maybe except for Sasuke but he's an exception. Just what the hell did she get herself into, agreeing to take care of him like that. She even had to feed him dammit! And from that cocky grin of his, it's far from obvious that he was perfectly capable of doing himself. Sakura was tempted to give him a Naruto level beating but she promised Tsunade that she wouldn't beat up anymore of her patients. 'It wasn't our fault dammit,' Inner Sakura protests, 'he asked for it when he groped our ass! He was lucky that Shizune was near by, I was so close to castrating him!!'
Sakura steps out of the bathroom in a fluffy pale green robe toweling her mid-back length hair. She pauses at her telephone, the red blinking button telling her to check her messages.
Beeep…"Oi, Sakura-channn when are you going to put down those medical books of yours and come out and party with us? Even teme here misses you. We have to at least hang out this weekend!! Anyways, call me back and we'll set a date. I won't take no for an answer!!"
Beeep…"Hey forehead! What's up with you? You've rejected every man that I sent to you; do you want to die a bitter old virgin? Get out of that sorry excuse for an apartment and find yourself a man already! Oh, and by the way, what do you think about Neji? He's pretty good looking and you're both such boring pricks that you'll be perfect for each other!! Anyways, I'll set you up on a date with him, and don't give me that 'I'm busy' shit Sakura, you're going. No need to thank me Forehead, just treat me out to dinner next time we're together!!"
Beeep…"Good afternoon, my springtime cherry blossom of youth!! Please allow me to take pleasure of your company in four-day time! My lovely young wife and I wish for you to…ahhhhh wait a minute TenTen!! What are you doing? Noooo give me back the phone my love!!…Ahh, Sakura-chan? This is TenTen. Lee was trying to tell you to come over on the 22nd so we can go sakura viewing together. I've invited Neji, Hinata, Naruto, Sasuke, Ino, Shikamaru, Choji, Kiba, Shino, Sai, Gaara, Kankuro, and Temeri…ahh I don't think I missed anyone…Oh yea! And our old senseis, Iruka, Kakashi, Gai, Asuma, and Kurenai too! And can you invite Tsunade-san and Shizune-san there too Sakura? And if there's anyone else you want to bring, go ahead ok Sakura-chan? Dammit Lee!! Shut up so I can talk on the…"
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Sakura hangs up the phone. Naruto was being loud as usual. Knowing him, he'll probably drag her to their favorite bar and drink like there's no tomorrow. Sakura sighs. Stupid Ino-Pig was trying to set her up on a date. Again. Sure she wasn't a professional flirt like Ino, but she had her fair share of men and relationships…at least until Naruto, Sasuke, and Kakashi chases them away. Those three idiots seem to make it their mission to make sure that she stays single, although they do make a good shield against weirdoes and stalkers though…On the other hand though…Neji is pretty good looking and Sakura does bow down to Ino's good taste in men…
Sakura's thoughts are cut off when her stomach gives a loud rumble. Dazedly, she walks into the kitchen and prepares a simple chicken salad. After an hour of watching the news, she prepares herself for bed.
Seconds before blissful unconsciousness, Sakura briefly wonders why the statement "calm before a storm" runs through her mind.
In the morning, Sakura grab her usual cup of coffee and a piece of toast and head out. Yesterday, after Sakura told Deidara that he's allow to leave the hospital tomorrow, he asked her to stop by his apartment and bring him an outfit that he can leave the hospital in ("wouldn't want to go out in that hospital gown with no back side and show the world my bum, un"). To her surprise, he only lives a block away from her house.
Arriving at his doorstep, she notes that his apartment is average. Walking into Deidara's house, she half expects it to be like Naruto's house: junk food littered everywhere, clothes spewed on the floor, and mold growing in his kitchen. And given his playboy personality, Sakura half expect some lacy lingerie in the hidden corner of his house. But when Sakura steps through his door, she faces a pleasant surprise.
His house is clean.
Well, as clean as a guy's house can get anyways.
There's no clothes or trash lying around. No lingerie hidden in the corner of the house (she even check behind the couch and under the bed). She did see an Icha Icha book on his coffee table and several more in his bedroom. Sakura wrinkle her nose. And here she thought that only her perverted sensei read those trashy books. Shaking her head with mild disgust, she glances around his house. Everywhere she looks, there are photos. A little girl eating ice-cream, a couple leaning against each other on a park bench, watching the sunset, an old man fishing, and the list goes on.
But they're all beautiful.
Sakura is no artist, but even she can tell that Deidara is not an amateur photographer. She never thought that casual pictures could have so much impact. The pure enjoyment radiating from the girl's face as she eats her ice cream, the love share between the couple, the contentment of the old man's face, Sakura feels just a little envious at the people in the photos. Then her heart clenches when she realizes that Deidara might never take another photo ever again.
Tearing her eyes away from the photos, she walks into what she assumes to be his bedroom. Inside, Sakura finds herself in a simple bedroom consisting of a queen size bed, closet, dresser, a small bookshelf (fill with Icha Icha), and a desk. On the desk, there is a photo album label "private." Thinking that it's fill with childhood pictures, Sakura took a peek. Disappointment crosses her face when she finds herself looking pictures of various women. Curious to see his type of woman, she flips through the album and deducts that he has no certain preference as long as they're beautiful. She flips one more page and froze. On it are more pictures of his various lovers except the only difference is that all of these women wear an expression of pure bliss. Eyes clenched shut, sweat across their eyebrows, and lips crying a silent scream of ecstasy. Sakura drops the book and turns ten different shades of red when she realizes that some of these women were in a middle of sex. Deciding that Deidara just tops himself in her list of perverted men, she head toward of his closet.
After a while, Sakura picks out a dark red shirt, black sport coat, and dark jeans. Satisfy with her selection, she put them in a bag along with a pair of sunglasses and turn to leave his bedroom.
Only to come face to face with a cute redhead leaning against the doorway.
Sasori raise his eyebrow at the strange female going through Deidara's closet.
Sakura shrieks and falls onto her butt.
Sasori was somewhat worried.
On Monday, when Deidara didn't come back to the apartment that night, Sasori didn't put much thought into it.
On Tuesday, when Deidara didn't show up and panicking about not knowing what to get Kisame for his birthday, Sasori was a little bit worried but cast it off as nothing.
On Wednesday, when Deidara didn't show up Kisame's bar, "Samehada," to celebrate Kisame's 30th birthday, Sasori had a feeling that something was wrong.
On Thursday, Sasori frowns at Deidara's door and thinks about calling Deidara when a strange pink hair woman stops at Deidara's door step and let herself in.
Curious, Sasori watch her surprised face as she open the door then sighing with relief before closing the door behind her. Knowing that Deidara isn't the type of person to let any random person go into his house alone, Sasori feels the need to investigate. He peeks through the curtains of Deidara's apartment just in time to see her face gape with amazement at the pictures of the walls. Sasori scoff. That woman has no taste in art. When she moves into the bedroom Sasori enters the house and watch her from the bedroom doorway. He sees her looking through Deidara's private photo album then dropping the book while turning ten different shades of red. Then she moves toward the closet and comes out with an outfit. He frowns. What the hell is going on? Sasori moves to block the doorway, that woman have some explaining to do.
After that little fiasco, Sasori and Sakura walk to the hospital together. After taking him to Deidara's room and asking him to take Deidara home after he's discharge, Sakura finds herself bombard by young female nurses trying to ask her for Sasori's number. Dismissing them with a wave of murderous aura, she reports to Tsunade and begins her day's work.
In Deidara's hospital room, the blonde and the redhead sit in silence. Sasori was shocked when Sakura told him that Deidara saved her but was even more shocked at Deidara's temporary blindness. As fellow photographer, Sasori knows the importance of the gift of sight. It enables them to see the world that most humans can't see. To lose such a gift is almost as bad as dying.
"Sasori no Danna"
"Hmm?"
"What does Sakura looks like, un? I mean beside the pink hair."
Sasori stares at Deidara. "She has bright emerald eyes and somewhat wide forehead and a widow's peak. She can be considers attractive, I suppose. Small, lean body, long legs, good face structure, considerable white skin, not much in the chest area though."
"She's a pretty interesting find, isn't she? I want to take pictures of her when I get my sight back, un. I think she'll show me a lot of interesting expressions for my art, un."
"If you can call those pictures of yours a form of art," Sasori scoff.
"What are you talking about Sasori no Danna? Unlike your boring pictures of trees, my pictures are alive, un" argues Deidara, "the beauty of capturing every fleeting emotions and expressions of humans is what truly move…"
Deidara's speech halt when the sound of knocking rings through the room.
"Come in, un"
Sakura walks into the room with a white cane with a red tip in her hand. "Good afternoon Deidara-san. I'm going to run through one more check up before discharging you. I've asked Sasori-san to take you home today because I'm not off from my shift until seven and I'm sure you want to go home as soon as possible. Yesterday, you were taught how to use the cane to help you detect obstacles in your path right? Now, Sasori-san, please leave the room so I can examine him."
An hour and a half later, Deidara walks out of the hospital, the white cane sweeping along the path. Sasori follows him, making sure that he doesn't trip. On the streets, Deidara can feel the sympathetic looks people cast his way as his irritation with the stupid cane grows. Muttering curses under his breath, he walks into a sign hanging from a building. Clutching his poor head, Deidara knew that his life isn't going to get any easier.
"Wipe that smirk off you face, Sasori no Danna, I can feel it, un."
AN: wow, this chap took me a while. I had to pause several time because the time line of my story is a bit irrational and I totally hate it. But this is the break down:
March 16- Deidara saves Sakura from the BMW
March 18- Deidara wakes up and receives bad news. It's also Kisame's birthday (according to Narutopedia) and this chapter started on Wednesday night and continue to tomorrow afternoon.
March 19- Deidara gets discharge from the hospital
March 22- TenTen's cherry blossom viewing party
This story takes place in 2009, so I place the events according to the 09 calendar. I realize that i didn't think the timeline throughly enough because i notice that normal patients would probably have to stay in the hospital for about a week but I had to squish the dates together because I had something planned for March 20th. And according to last year's calendar, March 22nd was one of the flowering dates of 2008 in Tokyo so I decided to use it
I also had to do quite a bit of research on the professions that I want Sasori and Deidara to have that would [somewhat] agree with their view of art. I choose candid photographer for Deidara because I thought that the spontaneity nature of that form of photography would go well with Deidara's "beauty is fleeting" kind of view. For Sasori, I hinted that he takes pictures of trees so I'll just reveal it now. Sasori is a nature photographer. I was going to make him into a puppeteer or doll maker person but changed my mind because I want their jobs to be in the same profession so that they can have some common ground for their arguments. I also considered making Deidara a sculptor but since it doesn't explode, I thought that it would clash with his art style (and I couldn't exactly make Deidara a suicide bomber, ya know?)
ANYWAYS. Thank you for reading!!! And I'll appreciate any suggestions you can give me
~AnOthEr_bEIng