Chapter 3, up and running! This is the first of your ItaDei action! An we note a sinister undertone to the proceedings of the next few chapters. Thats all for now.
Peace out, keep it squelchy!
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Deidara was frozen, staring down the barrel of the gun. "Get out of the car." The masked man growled at them all. Deidara would have been all to happy to obey if Itachi hadn't grabbed his arm.
"Now why would I do that?" Kisame smirked. "I maybe the oldest in this little group, but I reckon I could still take you."
"You could." The man agreed. Deidara yelped as he was suddenly yanked from the car by a large hand. "But that little girl doesn't stand a chance. If he hadn't been so scared, Deidara would have been furious. He wasn't a girl! Itachi was watching the man holding him, apparently evaluating the situation as a gun was jabbed in the side of his head.
"Hands by your head kid." Deidara obeyed, letting his hands stop beside his ears, right in front of the gun. "Higher girly."
"I can't." His mind was racing now, going over all the self defence lessons he had ever been forced into. He had to get out of the firing line. "My ribs are badly bruised, un." He lied. He saw the small smirk on the faces of all the men. They had twigged it, but did they know what he planned to do afterwards? He doubted it.
"Fine, just shut up." He nodded, trying to figure out if he could pull this off.
"Now, all of you get out of the car."
"No." Deidara took a breath and slammed his hands back, knocking the gun free from the mans hand. It skittered across the roughly tarmaced road and under a bush, but Deidara wasn't paying attention to that. He had already turned and begun running through the trees lining the road, into the woods.
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Kisame watched him go with a smirk. He had guessed the brat would try that. Of course it was a pointless attempt. They had a tracker on him. There were thuds either side of him, and he looked to Hidan's side just in time to see the masked man falling past the window. He figured Itachi had done the same. "Stupid fucking kid." Hidan sighed, watching Itachi climb back into the car and shut the door.
"We would have done the same." Kisame justified.
"Are we going after him?" Itachi asked. Kisame smirked.
"Let him think he's beaten us for now. When night comes he's going to regret it. We'll go get him then." Hidan nodded, starting the car. He didn't bother avoiding the dead man on the floor as he drove off towards the safe house.
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Deidara didn't stop running. He couldn't. They would catch him if he did. This thought was repeated over and over again as he crashed through the trees, stumbling and falling over rocks and roots. His brain was in a panic.
It had started raining a little while back, and he was thoroughly soaked. His feet were numb, which was probably a good thing with the amount of times he hit his toes. He had to keep going. His foot landed on something slipping, sending him crashing forwards, head hitting a tree and face scraping down the edge of the rough bark. He cried out in pain, rolling over and clutching his face. "Ahhh!" He whimpered, taking his hand away to look at the slowly diluting blood.
'No.' Instinct was taking over, making him struggle up and begin running again. 'I can't stop.' He wasn't sure how much longer he had run for, but the blood still leaking down his face from the still open wound was making him lightheaded. The rain was keeping the many cuts from the tree wide open and oozing blood.
Suddenly Deidara found there to be no more ground to run on. He had stepped off the edge of a small drop.
However, when you're weak, tired and nearly bleeding to death, the smallest of drops can seem like a huge cliff.
He let out a strangled scream as he landed on his ankle, knees buckling beneath his own weight and pain. He fell face first into the mud, laying there for a second. 'I'm screwed.' He thought miserably, sight of the muddy, slowly filling ditch he lay in fading. 'This sucks.' Was his final thought before he passed out.
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Itachi looked up at Kisame with a frown. "He's stopped moving." He said, showing him the tracker. The tall man smirked.
"Told you he couldn't run much longer." They walked towards the motionless dot, stopping at the top of a ditch.
"Where is he?" Itachi asked, looking around. "He should be here."
"Oh shit." Itachi looked where Kisame was staring, looking mildly horrified. He gasped, handing the tracker over, and sliding into the mud. He pulled the boy out of the muddy water, not caring about the water soaking into his trousers. Kisame helped him up and he laid the small, unmoving body down.
He wasn't breathing.
He pulled his gloves off, pressing his hands to the still chest. Kisame crouched lower, shielding them better from the rain. "Come on brat." Kisame muttered, as Itachi worked to revive him. After a moment Kisame sighed. "He's gone."
"No he's fucking not." The black haired man growled, trying harder.
"Itachi, he's-" He was interrupted by a choking cough, and the blondes head snapped to the side and he spat up water. "Bloody hell."
"Told you so." Itachi smirked, scooping the boy up bridal style. "Let's get back before we get hypothermia." Kisame nodded. They walked quickly in the direction they had just come, both shooting glances down at Deidara's pale face and limp body. Their path took them up a large hill, up to a picturesque little cottage.
It looked as though it should be from a fairytale…if it didn't keep getting highlighted by the flashes of lightning. A single light was on, indicating Hidan was still up and waiting for him. This was confirmed when the door was opened and Hidan smirked at them from the doorway.
"You fucking found him then." He commented over the thunder, letting them past into the tiny house.
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Deidara groaned, using his arm to hide his eyes from the sunlight trying to burn his retina's out. He felt awful. Like he had just been hit by a truck. Where was he? 'Am I dead?' He thought, still not daring to open his eyes. This question was answered by a smooth, low voice floating into his head and making his eyes snap open.
"I see you're awake." He squinted his eyes to look at Itachi standing in the doorway. He was holding a tray of something.
"Where am I, un?" He croaked. His voice sounded awful. "What happened?"
"Turns out you failed to realise the fact we are trained to track people." Kisame smirked, appearing behind Itachi. The black haired man moved, allowing him to pass by him into the room. "Breaking your ankle didn't help either." Deidara frowned, sitting up slowly. He ached all over.
"What happened, un?" He repeated.
"How are we meant to know?" Itachi sighed, placing the tray he held on the bedside table. "As far as we can understand you fell down the ditch."
"Looks like you scraped your face up pretty bad as well." Kisame commented. Deidara put his hand to his cheek, feeling the rough scars there. He winced as he imagined what he looked like. "You got pretty far though." Kisame added as an after thought.
"A brilliant consolation, un." Deidara snapped, narrowing his eyes. Kisame smirked.
"Face it brat. You ain't getting away." Deidara folded his arms, leaning back on the soft pillows.
"Why can't you just let me go, un?" He huffed.
"We aren't allowed to." Kisame shrugged.
"But why not?"
"I'm guessing Pein wants something off your dad." Deidara snorted.
"Good luck with that, un."
"What do you mean?"
"He hates me." The men were silent, staring at him in surprise. "Don't look so shocked, un." He sighed. "We were only a marketing campaign." Kisame opened his mouth to answer, but a yell from Hidan stopped him. He sighed and stood, making his way out of the room and leaving them alone. Deidara watched Itachi moved about, sorting things on the tray before finally turning back to him, holding a white tub of something.
"Come here." He ordered, sitting on the bed and beckoning him closer. Deidara looked at the tub with mistrust.
"What is that, un?" He asked, shifting away and glancing to the side, estimating how fast he could get to the window.
"You want those cuts on your face to heal don't you?" Deidara bit his lip but shifted forwards so he was closer to Itachi. "My arms are not abnormally long Deidara. You need to come closer." Deidara sighed, shifting so he they were sitting right next to each other. Itachi gently reached out a hand, brushing stray hairs from the sliced up cheek.
Deidara couldn't help but gasp slightly. His hands were so soft and gentle as he carefully spread cream over the skin. Itachi's hand paused on his cheek, as their eyes connected. Deidara felt his breath hitch in his throat as the hand began to guide him forwards, getting closer and closer to the mans face. His eyes fluttered shut as their lips connected, making his skin prickle.
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Itachi smirked into the kiss as it got more intense, Deidara's arms slipping around his neck. He in turn slipped his arms around the blondes waist, lifting him slightly to sit in his lap. He was about to deepen the kiss, but a door slamming open made them break part. He glared round at Hidan as Deidara wriggled free, sliding from under the covers and letting his feet dangle over the opposite side of the bed. Hidan was standing in the doorway, looking, for once, speechless. "What?" He growled, standing.
"Uh, Pein just fucking turned up." Itachi sighed, glancing at the blushing blonde.
"Fine." He glided from the room, stopping at the door to address the blonde. "I'll be back soon." Deidara said nothing.
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Pein raised an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?" Kisame shrugged, shaking his head.
"He said his dad hates him." The mans mind was working fast. This complicated things.
"We will proceed as planned." He decided after a second. "We will get him out of office no matter what."
"But how?" Pein thought for a second.
"I know what I will do." He said cryptically, as Itachi and Hidan entered the room. "I see you found him."
"Yeah, trying to fucking fuck the brat."
"What?" Kisame gasped. "Take your time then Itachi." The black haired man smirked.
"Waiting didn't seem like a fun option." Pein suddenly smirked.
"Itachi." The black haired man looked over nervously, apparently expecting him to say he couldn't carry on. How wrong he was. "You are to make sure the boy is yours before the week is out."
"What?"
"Don't question me, just do it." Itachi nodded confusedly, but said nothing. Pein smirked wider. This was going better than he'd hoped.
Ooo, ooo! I spy options! Choose wisely for the theme of the next chapter.
1) ItaDei goodness! Lots of private moments :P!
2) Pein, Dei's father and a whole lot of dealings!
3) Omg...its a monkey...something weird happens! (Please specify weirdness)