OMG, guys, I am so sorry I haven't updated, but I have a perfectly valid reason. My dog died :'( My m8 took me out at like 3 am to go get drunk the day after, lolz. We had her 4 lyk, all my life, so I was, and still am, heartbroken:'( RIP Scamps, thanx 4 lasting 19 years :(

I decided to up the anty on this one, because we need suspense. Plus I hate Sasori :)

Peace out.

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Itachi was once again running his fingers through Deidara's hair. The boy was snoring slightly, curled up in his lap. "Is he fucking asleep again?" Hidan asked glancing in the rear view mirror. "Or is he just giving you a blow job." Itachi glared at him with as much venom as he could be bothered to muster.

"He's asleep."

"That kid is like a koala." Kisame laughed. Itachi smirked, looking down at the blonde and twisting some hair gently between his fingers. "Aw, bless, Itachi's in love."

"Shut up Kisame. How much longer?"

"At least two fucking hours." Hidan sighed. "But I could shave a bit off if we took a short cut."

"Do it." Hidan obeyed, doing a U turn and driving back towards the forest. Itachi's eyes were fixed on his sleeping blonde face. He looked so peaceful. Not afraid, not angry, not upset, just…peaceful. He wished he could make him look and feel like that when he was awake. He leant his head back, trying to relax. They just had to get home.

xoxoxoxox

Deidara let himself be pulled along, heading into the large, burned out building. Welcoming place. Itachi pulled him to his side by the hand. "Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid, un!" Deidara snapped indignantly. That was a lie. He was terrified, but like hell he would ever admit it.

"Don't sweat it kid, no one here's gonna fucking eat you." Hidan laughed.

"Zetsu might." Kisame pointed out.

"Oh right, he fucking might. He's a fucking nut case."

"And Orochimaru might try and molest you, but he usually likes black hair."

"Thanks guys. You're really helping." Itachi sighed as they walked through the doorway.

"Oh like you'd let anyone get near enough to do anything." Kisame laughed. Even the knowledge Itachi was hugely over possessive of him didn't calm Deidara down. He had a really, really bad feeling about this. They walked down a concealed flight of steps to another door. Kisame knocked.

"Who is it?"

"Its us ya prick, we told you we was fucking coming." Hidan snorted. "Let us the fuck in." Who ever was on the other side opened the door fast, stepping aside to allow them to pass. Itachi held Deidara close as they walked down a winding corridor. It was a relief when they reached a large, open room. People were milling about, but all stopped when they saw them. Deidara blushed under the acute scrutiny of 30 odd people.

"Come on." Itachi began pulling him out of the public vision, but someone blocked their path. A red headed man leant down to come right up close to his face.

"Well hi there girly." The man smirked, reaching out a hand. "What's your name then?"

"His name is Deidara, and I'd appreciate it if you backed off Sasori." Itachi hissed, pulling Deidara right into his side.

"Deidara." Sasori smirked, dropping the hand. "Cute name for a cute kid."

"Back off Sasori, he'd with me." Itachi growled. Deidara slid an arm around Itachi's waist just to emphasise.

"You shouldn't keep him all to yourself Itachi." Sasori reached out, taking a strand of blonde hair in his fingers. "He's too pretty for that." Deidara practically heard Itachi snap. His hand shot out, grabbing Sasori's wrist in a vice like grip.

"I said don't touch him." Sasori held up his other hand.

"Okay, I'll leave him." He leered down at Deidara. "For now." Itachi shoved past the red head, stomping down another corridor. They reached another door, which Itachi opened and pushed him inside a little harshly.

"What was that for, un?" He huffed, turning and folding his arms. Where Kisame and Hidan had gone Deidara didn't know, as he and Itachi were alone in a large bedroom.

"Don't go near that man again."

"What?" Deidara frowned.

"You are not to go near him again." Itachi walked over to him, sliding an arm around his waist. "I don't want to risk you in any way."

"Risk me? I wouldn't leave you you know." Deidara said, genuinely confused. Itachi chuckled slightly, leaning forwards to press their foreheads together.

"I know you wouldn't, but I don't trust Sasori. Promise me you won't leave this room without me."

"Uh…sure, un." Deidara wasn't all that sure why Itachi was so worried. Itachi had warned him, so he wouldn't try anything…right?

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Deidara sat cross-legged on the bed, reading probably the worst story he had ever read. How the hell Itachi could read this crap he would never know. He had been in what was apparently named 'the den' for three weeks now, and had had next to no contact with the outside world.

Whenever he asked about what was happening, Itachi would brush off the question with a kiss, Kisame would pretend he hadn't heard, and Hidan would tell him not to be 'so fucking nosy'. All he could do was be bored and read Itachi's crappy books. He looked up when he heard the door open. It wasn't Itachi. Sasori shut the door behind him with a smirk.

"Don't you want to come out and play with us in the hall Deidara?" He asked, pushing himself odd the door. Deidara stood, moving away from the bed warily.

"Itachi told me to wait for him here." He said, watching as Sasori got closer.

"How long will he be?"

"I don't know." Deidra felt his stomach constrict as Sasori held out a hand. This wasn't good. Alone with Sasori. The few times Itachi had taken him out, Sasori had kept trying it on and on. "I don't think you should be in here." He said, avoiding the hand. Sasori's eyes seemed to darken, and he lost all air of flattery. He grabbed a handful of Deidara's hair, yanking him forwards. "AH! Sasori, let go!"

"I tried to be nice." He growled, ignoring the plea. "But my patience is worn out." He threw Deidara into the wall next to the door, grabbing before he hit the floor.

"No! Get off me!" Deidara was shouting now, lashing out and doing all he could to try and dislodge the man.

"What's the matter Deidara? Hasn't Itachi done this before?" He sneered.

"Get off!"

"Why should I? I gave you your chance." He grabbed at Deidara's jeans, starting to tug them down.

"NO! STOP! ITACHI HELP ME!" He screamed, trying to fight against him, but he was too strong. Even as he screamed, Deidara felt himself start to despair. Where was Itachi?

Choices time! Will:

1) Itachi get there in time?

2) Someone else save our Dei?

3) Dei fight back?

Much love and apologies. Hope you all don't hate me for taking so long.