Dun Dun Dun! Okay, hands up britain, who had snow?! I made a snow darlek! And then had a massive snowball fight with my uncle! Two days off! Boyah! Anyway, if any brits reading this had snow, drop me a line with your anecdotes, cause I want to read them! Apologies for the poor attempt at my lastest challange!

I am in an exceptionally good mood, as a certain crush of mine made a point of making me sit next to him, and he kepy putting his arm around me. I was like, O.O.

Peace out.

~x~

Itachi pointed, sending each member of his team to a different room. He had to hurry. Something told him Deidara was running out of time. He began running, heading for the room at the furthest end of the corridor. 'Please be alive.'

oxoxoxo

Deidara's lungs were screaming for air as he pulled hopelessly at the door. The room was totally full now. He had no way out. He slammed his hands on the door, never noticing the tears that escaped to mix with the water. Orochimaru had turned the light off in the little room beyond the mirror a while ago, but Deidara could be he was watching like the sick bastard he was. Finally, the urge to breath overpowered him. He opened his mouth, breathing in water. It filled his chest, making him choke, but instead of clearing out his lungs the choking only filled them more. He barely registered the muffled bang as he slowly started to pass out. What he did register was the weird sucking sensation, and the sudden hard ground beneath his back.

xoxoxox

Itachi splashed his way over to the motionless blonde, falling to his knees and placing fingers at his throat. There was a faint pulse, but he clearly wasn't breathing. 'De ja vu.' Was a momentary thought before purpose over took irony. He had to clear his lungs. Leaning down he began, once again, to try and get his blonde breathing. Suddenly, Deidara let out a loud, retching cough, sitting up and knocking Itachi backwards into the water. Itachi could hardly believe that worked a second time. "Oh shit." Deidara coughed, looking round. "What took you so long?" He laughed slightly. Itachi couldn't help it. He threw himself on Deidara, kissing the life out of the poor blonde.

"I am never letting you out of my sight again." He growled down at the blonde before going back to steal the lips again.

Deidara looked up at Itachi, grinning, but then he saw something that made him freeze. "Holy hell, are you smiling Itachi?" A faint blush crept over the mans cheeks, but he smile didn't leave.

"You will never speak of this again." He warned. Deidara grinned wider, sitting up and pressing his lips onto the smile.

"You should smile more often, un." He murmured. Deidara was quite happy in Itachi's arms, but a voice made them both freeze.

"How sweet." Orochimaru sneered from the door way. Deidara felt himself pulled tight against Itachi's chest, and was forced to crane his head to see the pervert standing in the door way. Damn it, why did all evil villains have to be able to produce a gun from nowhere? Orochimaru smirked down at them, the sleek deadly weapon pointed at them both. "Shame it could only last so long." Itachi stood, pushing Deidara down when he tried to get up. The smile had faded now, and he was walking forwards slowly, hands up.

"I'm unarmed." He said, looking at Orochimaru warily.

"I can see that." The man raised the gun higher to point at Itachi's head. "Doesn't mean I won't shoot you." Itachi moved fast, grabbing the hand holding the gun and pulling Orochimaru forwards. His other hand came up to slam into the elbow of the outstretched arm. Elbows only bend one way. The scream was deafening in the small room, making Deidara wince and cover his ears. Itachi swung his leg round, foot connecting sharply with the side of Orochimaru's head. He would have flown into the wall were it not for Itachi grabbing his chin. The snap from his neck was audible.

"That's disgusting." Deidara breathed.

"He deserved it." Itachi said, turning back to him.

"I know, but…ew." Deidara let out a yelp when he was lifted straight off the floor. "What are you doing?"

"Carrying you, I thought that was obvious."

"Why?" Deidara asked, frowning. Itachi didn't answer, but that was all the answer Deidara needed. They had spent too long apart, and now Itachi wanted to spend as much time as possible holding him.

oxoxoxoxo

Pein sat, eyes on the photograph in front of him, for once not thinking about his work. A woman grinned up at him holding a baby sporting an identical grin. He sighed, running a finger down the picture. 'Konan…' Someone knocked on his door.

"Enter." He said automatically. The door opened, revealing Deidara.

"You wanted to see me, un?" The blonde asked.

"Oh, come in." Pein sighed, beckoning him in. Deidara walked in, sliding into one of the seats. Pein was quiet for a moment, thinking of how to start. He finally looked back down at the picture. "Look at this." He ordered, holding the frame out for him to take. Deidara took it, frowning down at the picture.

"Why'd you have a picture of my mom?" He asked after a second. Pein leant forwards, studying the boy carefully.

"Has the governor ever talked about your mother?" His voice was uncharacteristically soft as he spoke, the thought of Konan calming him.

"No, un." Deidara shook his head. "He got really angry last time I asked."

"But you are aware your mother hated him." He refused to call the Yamanaka bastard Deidara's father. He wasn't. He never would be.

"Everyone who knows him hates him." Deidara gave a shrug. "It was kind of a given." Pein smirked at this.

"Would you like to know the reason Inoichi was so cruel to your mother?" The boy leant forwards, obviously interested. Well he would be too if he was about to find out why his supposed father was such a bastard. "It was because he knew he could never have the one thing he wanted the most."

"What was that, un?"

"The love of your mother. You see, when he forced her into that marriage, she was already in love with someone else." Pein watched as the penny dropped.

"You? You're the one my mom always talked about?" Deidara had jumped up in shock.

"I can't say, I wasn't there."

"She would always go on that Inoichi wasn't really my father. She always said that…" He trailed off, staring at him.

"Deidara, at the risk of sounding like a movie cliché, I am your father."

"Are…are you serious?"

"Do you honestly believe Inoichi would have chosen the name Deidara?"

"He always said he hated my name." Deidara mumbled, falling into his chair and hiding his head in his hands. "Shit this is weird, un." Pein stood, moving silently round and crouching in front of the boy. He lifted Deidara's head to face him.

"You look so much like your mother." He couldn't help a small smile. For years he had been furious that the man he hated most was passing himself off as Deidaras father. But now, as Deidara launched himself into him, hugging tight with sobbed 'I knew it's, Pein felt Konan was nearly at rest. Nearly. Finally, when he had got the boy sitting back on the chair and relatively dry eyed, he felt the need to put forward something he wanted done, and fast. "Deidara, I understand you just got here, and that you will want to spend some time with Itachi, but I feel the need to punish Inoichi further."

"So do I." Deidara growled. He spotted an anger in the boys eyes he knew came from him.

"Do you wish to go ahead with the original plan?"

"Yeah, un." Deidara nodded. "But, can I just have one more night with Itachi?" Pein nodded.

"Come back to my office when you are ready." Pein watched his son jump up and run off. He smiled slightly.

'Thank you Konan.'

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Deidara opened his and Itachi's door, seeing the man sat on their bed, book in hand. Itachi looked up and smiled. Those smiles just kept on coming today. Deidara shut the door behind him as he ran forwards, launching himself up and over the end of the bed. Itachi caught him before he hit the headboard and pulled him close. Deidara wound arms around him, puling Itachi quickly down. He had missed this. "You seem to be in quiet a rush today." Itachi chuckled, leaning down. Deidara growled in irritation as the man kissed everywhere on his face apart from his lips.

"I have waited way too long for this, un." He growled, turning his head to try and catch the darting lips. "Just kiss me you bastard!" Itachi chuckled again, finally leaning down to catch Deidara's waiting lips in a searing kiss. It felt so good to have that tongue in his mouth again. In seconds Deidara had stripped Itachi of all his clothes. Itachi pulled back, frowning down at the still dressed teen.

"How the hell did you do that?" He asked, glancing at the clothes on the floor. Deidara grinned evilly.

"That's a secret." He smirked, pulling him back down. Itachi's hands began to wander, slowly undressing him. Deidara groaned as the fabric was pulled slowly from his body, running smoothly over his skin, the pale hands tracing down his body and caressing him in a way Deidara had missed so much. The thud of material hitting the floor barely registered as Deidara groaned at the hand starting to caress him. He lknew he probably wouldn't last very long, but he didn't want to wait around too long.

He knew that any stalling would make leaving again harder. He just wanted to get out of there…but not without a proper goodbye. He shivered in delight when the first finger went in, loving the feeling of it sliding in and out. Itachi moved back up his body, pressing their lips together again. Deidara took a chance, forcing his tongue into Itachi mouth. The man chuckled around it, letting him have a chance to explore as he slid a second finger in. He was so used to this now it really didn't phase him in the slightest as Itachi began scissoring. Neither needed words as the fingers came out. Itachi clearly wasn't in the mood for wasting time either, as he grabbed Deidara by the hips and pushed in. "Ah!" Deidara yelped slightly. Itachi leant down, keeping his lower body as still as possible.

"I'm sorry baby." He murmured in Deidara's ear. The blonde nodded, resting his forehead on Itachi's pale shoulder.

"Just warn me next time, un." He muttered. Not that Deidara minded it a little rough sometimes. He just didn't really like surprises. Itachi waited, contenting himself with gently fondling Deidaras erection. It didn't take long for the pain to start to fade. "Move." He panted. He wanted to feel pleasure from both ends. Itachi obeyed, starting to slide in and out. It seemed the man instinctively knew where to aim, as he angled his thrusts to make Deidara cry out in pleasure. "I.!" He gasped, throwing his tan arms around Itachi's neck. Whether or not the man heard him, Deidara didn't know, but his pace grew. Pretty soon he was moaning and gasping louder than ever before, the pent up feelings coming out in each thrust and each push to meet.

Deidara was right about not lasting long. He finally let out another cry, gripping on tight as he could. Itachi moaned as Deidara's muscles tightened around him, achieving his own release. They boy fell down, breathing heavily. Deidara was the first to move. He moved away from Itachi, sitting on the edge of the bed. Itachi grunted, reaching out a possessive arm and trying to grab him back. "I want a shower." Deidara mumbled. It was true, but he'd still be sneaking out the second Itachi fell asleep.

"Do it in the morning." Itachi grumbled, going to grab him again, but Deidara moved away.

"I won't be long." He assured Itachi. "I just want to get my hair done." Itachi chuckled.

"I would have thought you'd have had enough of water." He smirked as Deidara walked to the bathroom. Deidara stuck his tongue out before snapping the door shut. Oh he was so going to hell for that lie.

Sorry for that highly pitiful lemon :( I promise to make up for it at some point.

Now I shall let you decide fate once again, in our chapterly vote! How do you think Itachi should find out Dei ran off?

1) TV! A public press conference sends Itachi off the rails! (I personally prefer this one, as we can slag off Inoichi some more)

2) Pein tells him! Daddy vs Lover!

3) Hidan sees him leave and rats! Brother, Lover and Shark freak at Daddy!