19

Deidara had been staring at the same spot for a while. Where the hell did all that had come from? Now she was alone, injured and in the middle of God knows where, but she was a strong kuinochi. She was right, she didn't need him or anyone else to take care of her, and he didn't need her either.
But then why did it feel so wrong?

He had fcked it up worse, he was just so upset, hate wasn't the opposite of love, indifference was, and she'd been very indifferent towards him.

She had stopped running now, resting on a tree, trying to catch her breath. The pill wouldn't last long enough to get her somewhere safe. How could he say such thing, as if she was a burden. She was nobody's burden.

Her heartbeat finally became regular, and she stopped panting. Running wasn't such a good idea, the pills gave her strength, but they didn't take away the pain, and she had some pretty bad injuries that needed to be taken care of.

He had been trying to find her for the past hours, how could she have got so far? This wasn't good, her body would surely crash, and he couldn't help but think it was his fault. He was pissed off, that was all. He wanted to be with her but not like that, he needed her to be fully aware of her actions, he needed to be sure it meant something to her, otherwise they'd lack their art.

Crimson stains met his eyes, making his heart drop to his stomach. He found her lying not too far away from there, her body was cold and her skin was as white as porcelain, his hand cupped her cheek gently, this was his fault. She was in this unbearably vulnerable state and it was all his doing. He sat down next to her and sat her up, pulling her close to him. He needed to keep her warm, so his arms held her closer as her head fell on his shoulder. Everything grew silent, and the darkness of the woods made it impossible for him to take her back to the headquarters. He positioned her body in what he thought would be a more comfortable position, resulting on her sitting down on his lap, strong arms snaking protectively around her waist.
Her heartbeat seemed to raise with his touch.

This was all he needed to know.

"Hey gorgeous"

Words seem to come out of nowhere, did she miss him that much that she was now hearing voices? Her body was sore and she couldn't quite remember what had happened the night before, after running for some hours everything had faded out.

She opened her eyes with extreme difficulty, slightly alarmed, this was certainly not where she had been the night before. Morning breeze hit her face and she found herself safe in Deidara's arms. He pushed a finger to her lips.

"Don't talk now."

He knew perfectly well that she would try and get away, but her body was too weak to do it. Questioning eyes turned to him, but all he did was grin his signature smirk. He held her close until they reached the base, allowing the feeling to spread over them holding her seemed right, and being held like that made her feel there was nothing else in the world but him.

The headquarters was deserted, he walked in with Aline on her arms and carried her back to her room. He didn't feel like an intruder anymore as he stepped inside, laying her down on her bed. She didn't say a word during the whole time, but her eyes said it all.

"Stay with me"

His face turned towards her, he hadn't expected that. He turned back to the bed and knelt down.

"You really want me to, h'mm?"

She sat back up and leaned into his lips.

"I do"