"What the hell were you talking about, I belong to you?!"
Sasori turned around and slammed his hand on the wall, centimeters away from Deidara's face. "I meant just that. You are mine. Did I not say that from now on you will be accompanying me wherever I go?"
"Tch!" Deidara frowned. "I don't know whats going on inside that head of yours," he pushed Sasori from in front of him, "But I refuse to be your guinea pig! Find someone else!"
Sasori crossed his arms. "Furthermore, I'd appreciate it if you at least stayed alive and in one piece."
"Why? So you can make me your puppet?" he scowled, sitting on the bed.
"Well not only that..." Sasori ventured towards him and caressed his cheek. "But I did mention that you would be my slave as well, did I not?" He grinned, stroking a finger over the smooth, opaque skin. Deidara couldn't stop the light dust of pink that appeared on his face. Of course, how could he forget about that!
"Listen, you pervert!" He said smacking away the red head's hand, "Like I said, I'm not just some toy you can screw around with! And I don't roll that way with guys."
"You keep saying that yet," Sasori leaned down putting both hands on Deidara's thighs, "You reacted so well." Without warning he pushed the blonde to the cot and attacked the flesh of his neck; suckling that savory skin greedily. Deidara cringed at the feeling and tried to retaliate by putting his hands on Sasori's shoulders to push him off, but this only made the man more aggressive. When he felt a nip near his collarbone, he gasped. Sasori chuckled at his reaction and continued the molestation of the wiley assassin. "Look, I'm not even controlling you this time." Both of Sasori's hands were under Deidara's shirt, thumbs circling around the pink buds while palms kept him pressed down. When the fuck did his hands even move there?! Deidara's face flustered more. "Is it possible that you've already become used to my touch?"
'Shit!' Deidara didn't know what the explanation was, but his body was obviously liking what was being done. However, there was no way in hell he was giving this man the satisfaction he so dearly desired. He had to do something; Sasori seemed to be getting more daunting. "H-hey, stop!" Sasori started to nibble on his ear lobe, before licking the outer shell. One of his hands dove into the blonde's pants, moving daringly close to his inner thighs. Damn it, if he didn't do anything, he was going to get raped! Deidara bit his lip before finally having enough strength to push him away. "I said stop dammit! Un." Although when he saw the very displeased look on Sasori's face, he knew he had to act quickly.
'Damn it, now what do I say?' Deidara pondered before a thought swiftly came to mind. "You wanted to know why I started working for Orochimaru, right? Answer my questions first and I'll tell you whatever you want to know." Deidara felt a sharp sting in his stomach. Never had he ever used the option of exchanging information as a tactic to get out of a sticky situation, but this particular one had him teetering on edge. In his opinion, being fucked by another guy was worse than being killed!
Sasori smirked. 'That was easier than I thought.' he got up and moved to sit on a chair across from him. "Fine. What is it you want to know?"
Deidara also had a smirk playing on his face. All he had to do was ask what the Akatsuki were planning and what their involvement with Orochimaru was, then he would just say a lie along the lines of 'Oh I just work for the guy. I don't know anything.' For a member of such a ruthless gang, Sasori was nowhere near as smart as Deidara expected. "Ok, why is Orochimaru and his henchman after you?" he asked, crossing his legs over. "Is he involved in these plans of yours I keep hearing about?"
"Why wouldn't his henchmen be after us?" Sasori countered with his own question. "We're a callous group with unique abilities that rival the work of his own."
Deidara raised an eyebrow. "That rival the work of his own?"
"Haven't you noticed? We're different from other ninja. We can do things that others can not and as you have witnessed before, we can take heavy damage without suffering serious injuries."
He was right. When he fought Hidan, he noticed that the man was easily able to take hits without so much as flinching from the pain. Not just Hidan either; but other members of the Akatsuki all had these mysterious attributes about them. It was kind of... weird to say the least. Granted Deidara himself could manipulate certain powers such as the use of his clay, but it was nothing that could surpass the techniques these people had. Wait, what was he saying; his technique was art! Of course it surpassed them! So he went on to his next question.
"Then whats the big deal with raiding his hideouts? He said that your gang is always causing trouble for him."
Sasori shook his head. "That is nothing important right now." He leaned forward on the chair. "Now you'll be answering my question."
Deidara scoffed. "There's nothing to know! I only work for him, thats it. What, did you think you could get some top secret information outta me?" he chuckled. Though in all honesty, Deidara really didn't know much about Orochimaru other than the fact that he was always ill and bed-ridden. Then there was Kabuto. Well, he was a mystery in itself. All he really seemed to do was get medicine and be Orochimaru's little lap dog. "Besides, even if I did know anything, what makes you think I'd be willing to tell you?" He glared.
"Because you wouldn't want me doing this to you..." he grabbed the back of Deidara's head and kissed him. The blonde flinched and shoved him off.
"Damn it!" he growled, wiping his mouth. "If you fucking touch me again, I'm going to rip out your tongue!" Sasori continued to look at him. "S-seriously, I don't anything about the guy! I'm strictly business with him!"
"Ok, I choose to believe you... for now." he got out of the chair and grabbed Deidara by the collar of his shirt.
"H-hey, what-"
Sasori threw him to the floor. "Move, brat. This is my bed after all. Make yourself comfortable somewhere else."
"Tch." Deidara stood up and dusted himself off. "I don't want to sleep anywhere near you!"
"Good." Sasori nodded. "Because theres one thing you should know about me: I can be a rather impatient person. I hate making others wait, and I hate having to be kept waiting." he grinned before lying down on the cot. He said nothing else and rolled over with his back turned.
Deidara narrowed his eyes. 'Just what the hell is that supposed to mean?' He groaned and walked out of the room. He mumbled angrily to himself, tired of having to put up with this precocious bullshit. He leaned against the wall of the cave, looking to the seemingly endless ceiling above. It didn't matter if he got rest or not; how could he even bat an eye if he was going to be sleeping with the enemy?
~:::~
The morning after came as quickly as the night had faded. Deidara was still leaning against the wall, eyes closed softly. With the unlimited possibilities of someone sneaking up on him, he refused to let his guard down and instead spent the entirety of the night listening. As an assassin, he had to remain aloof of his surroundings, no matter how tempting the need for sleep was. Although, he will admit, the feeling was starting to creep up on him. But he'd be damned if he acted careless now! Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached him.
"Hmm, is he sleeping?" Deidara felt someone poking him. When the poking continued, he opened his eyes and glared at the person in front of him. They flinched. "Ah, s-sorry! Tobi thought you were sleeping!" the person said rather childishly.
Deidara continued to glare at him, not liking the fact that his peace had been disturbed. And who was this person anyway? They wore an orange mask and... well that was pretty much it other than the black and red Akatsuki robe. Deidara groaned. "Buzz off, kid. I don't have time to play with you."
"Aah, Deidara-sempai is so mean!" he said pitifully.
'Who the hell is he calling sempai?' And to further brighten Deidara's mood was the appearance of Sasori venturing his way towards him. 'Great. Now what does he want?'
"Here, brat. Put this on." Sasori held out an Akatsuki robe with a ring on top.
Deidara grimaced. "Why the fuck would I want to wear that? Un. And stop calling me a brat!"
"Consider yourself part of the Akatsuki. From now on, you'll be doing whatever tasks we ask of you." he smirked.
"Tch! You wish!"
"Just put it on." he shoved it into his chest. "You don't need to take off your current clothes; the robe can go on top."
"Who said I was wearing it?"
Sasori gave him a corner-eyed look. "Shall I make you put it on?"
Deidara faltered. "I-I don't fucking need your help! Un." He snatched the robe from the red head and reluctantly started to put it on. The sleeves were a little long, but other than that, it fit him nicely.
"Here, Deidara-sempai, you dropped this." The masked Akatsuki handed him a ring.
He looked at the accessory curiously. The kanji for green was engraved into the teal jewel. He wasn't sure exactly what it was supposed to mean, but he put it on anyway.
"Wow, Deidara-sempai looks really good! Don't you agree, Sasori?"
Sasori didn't respond to his question and turned to leave.
"W-wait, Sasori! Tobi wants to go outside!"
He sighed. "Not right now, Tobi."
"B-but Tobi is tired of being cooped up in this gloomy cave!" he cried.
Sasori groaned. "Fine, then take the brat with you." He gestured towards Deidara.
"What?" Deidara grumbled. "I'm not here to babysit!"
"Come on, Deidara-sempai! Its a great day out!" Tobi grabbed Deidara's hand and pulled him towards the entrance.
"Hey, wait! Let me go, I never agreed to this!" Surprisingly, Tobi had a strong grip for a kid... if he even was a kid.
Sasori seemed amused at the situation, standing and watching as Tobi pulled the assassin around. It seemed things in the group would be getting a little bit more interesting now.
~:::~
Deidara groaned as he was lugged around again against his will. Seriously, if one more person so much as looked at him, that was it! He was going to blow the entire continent up! As the two ninja walked outside, Deidara's eyes were hit by the blaring sunlight. 'Fuck, that hurts.' After spending so much time in that damn cave, his vision needed time to readjust. Just as previously, the entrance behind the waterfall was sealed and hidden from view. Deidara began to wonder if there was some kind of technique used to trigger the way into the hideout. Obviously only members of the Akatsuki knew how to do it, but he still didn't know what the trick behind it was.
"Aah, the sun feels nice!" Tobi mused, waving his arms around.
'Whats with this guy?' Deidara asked himself, watching Tobi as he ran around the area getting fascinated by little things that made no sense what so ever. And then Deidara realized; he was outside.
Outside with no cave walls, no Akatsuki members (besides Tobi), no one controlling his body... He was almost a free man. He frowned. Almost a free man. No doubt Sasori let him venture out just to mock him. Sure it'd be easy to knock this kid out and make a run for it, but Deidara had the lingering feeling that was just what Sasori would be expecting him to do. 'That bastard.' He sighed. The devious red head probably had some kind of leash on him that he didn't know about. Not only that, but Deidara was now wearing the Akatsuki attire; he probably wouldn't even make it to the next village before a skilled bounty hunter shot him down. Deciding that there would be no point in attempting to escape, Deidara sat down on a nearby boulder. 'Just wait. I'll get out of here soon enough!'
"Hey, Deidara-sempai," Tobi skipped over to the blonde, "What kind of tricks can you do? Can you make puppets like Sasori? Can you jump really high, or run really fast? I bet you're really strong!"
Deidara stared at him. 'If I had my clay right now...'
"I bet Deidara-sempai's really awesome! Tobi wants to see him fight!" he nodded.
"How about I just smash your face into this rock?"
Tobi flinched. "Th-that would be really painful! Tobi doesn't want that!"
'How the hell is this guy an Akatsuki member?!' Suddenly Deidara saw something sparkle in the distance. "Tobi, watch out!"
Although before the masked Akatsuki could so much as flinch, he hit the ground; a kunai embedded in his forehead.
"Shit! Tobi!" Deidara got down on the ground and shook him violently. "Hey! Come on you can't die! I'm not taking the blame for this shit!" Deidara suddenly jumped back as another kunai hit the ground, just barely missing him.
He looked up and a person with long black hair, a white mask concealing their face, and an outfit that consisted of the color brown with white trim appeared. They stood there for a moment, holding another kunai in their hand before pointing it forward. "Deidara, prepare to die!"