"Stupid memories? Whatever could that mean!? Well, you'll find out in due time. :3
Uke Sasori is just too adorable. I mean, can you just imagine that pissed off face while getting cornered by Dei? But he's secretly enjoying it of course.
Did I mention that there's under aged shenanigans in this? c;
As for the glorious man sex, I'm not exactly sure whenit'll happen, but trust me, there will be some lovely things happening. I don't like to rush into things (which I hope I'm doing an okay job with this story) so the actual sex always takes a while to get to. However, there will be some. :3 Thanks for your review!
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"Alright, fuckers, here's the game plan. We're going to meet at the usual spot tonight," Hidan said, slamming his hands down on the table. "Then after, we'll be heading back to this guys," he jerked his thumb over to Pein, "house. We've already got beer and smokes covered. We just need someone to cover food and that shit. Any takers?"
"Sasori and I will get it!" Deidara called out, volunteering us. I gave him a look but nonetheless nodded.
"Yeah, we'll get it taken care of, won't we you brat?" He gave me a somewhat too innocent look, smiling and batting his eyes at me. I turn away, making sure to ignore the laughter I hear coming from his mouth.
"Alright, then that's settled. We'll head back to Pein's place around midnight," Hidan said, finalizing everything.
"We'll be taking the van back my place, so find your own ways to get to the usual spot," Pein said, eyeing us all. "I'm not a taxi service."
"Sasori, un? What's "the usual spot"?" Deidara whispered to me as everyone began talking about the upcoming night. I turn to face him.
"The usual spot is just where we hang out on the weekends for a couple hours before crashing at someone else's place. It's an entertainment building to be put simply." He made an O shape with is mouth in understanding and smiled.
"Sounds like fun," he quietly says, eyeing the rest of our talkative friends. "What do you usually do there?" I shrug.
"I just watch everybody else. They've got an arcade, dancing, drinks, you name it. So I'm sure there's something you'll find interesting to do." He tilts his to the side, eyeing me momentarily. He opens his mouth to speak, but the bell rings, signalling lunch is over. He shakes his head, smiling.
He stands to his full height, making me feel extra small since I'm still seated.. He reaches a hand out, expecting me to take it, trying to help me up. I sling my bag on my back before taking his hand, don't look at him, don't look at him, don't even look near him, standing up. He's always so warm, isn't he? He grins again, the sun making his hair shine brighter than normal. Great, now you're warm. I will my cheeks to calm down and too soon, the others have already gone back down to the halls.
Deidara turns, leaning against the edge of the roof, looking out over at all the kids rush inside. He turns to face me though and I can't help but feel warm in the face again. This guy must be some sort of God sent here to torture me in the sweetest ways possible.
"Sasori, your face is red again," Deidara comments. He reaches to feel my forehead and I take a step back, eyes wide and face aflame.
"I-I'm just cold, brat!" He looks at me funny before laughing and grabbing his own abandoned bag on the ground, pulling it on. He shakes his head and I can't help but wonder why. "What are you smiling at, huh?"
"Oh, nothing." He gets a funny gleam in his eye at this point but it's gone before I have time to think about it. He lays his hand on my head, ruffling my hair. "You'll find out later." He walks off then, leaving me with a hot face and messier than normal hair.
"Stupid, sexy, dumb, hot, idiot, attractive brat!"
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"You're shivering, Sasori." I sighed, my breath visible in the cold night air. I roll my eyes, holding my hoodie close to me body. We were currently making our way downtown to our usual spot. Since we would be taking the van to Pein's, we had no choice but to walk to get there.
"Really, I had no idea, Deidara." He was quiet for a minute and I hoped I hadn't hurt his feelings (even though I had warned him I was a bastard). That changed the sound of a zipper was heard. I turned my head as Deidara shrugged off his big, oversized blue hoodie. He holds it out to me, expecting me to take it.
I don't.
"Sasori." His voice is stern and I glare at him, refusing to take it. But his voice. I wonder how his other voices sound. "Why won't you take it?" Because I might not give it back.
"It's freezing out here. You should wear it. And I would look stupid with two hoodies on," I say, making up excuses. He gives me a flat look and sighs, though still holding it out to me.
"Then give me yours. Mine's bigger, it'll keep you warmer. And I'll be fine, I told you before, I like the cold," he says. Take it and feel like a creep or freeze to death? I think I'd rather freeze. I think he guesses that I won't take it because next thing I know, he's standing in front of me, hands on my chest backing me up.
"H-Hey, what do you think you're doing?" He ignores me, God he looks sexy like that, backing me up until I gently hit the wall of a building. His hair is over his shoulders, falling like a waterfall down his chest, almost touching his stomach. "Deidara!" I shout his name as he pulls the zipper down on my jacket. I weakly push against him, but we both know he's a lot stronger than I am.
So I give in, letting him pull it off me. He pulls it free from my arms and I instantly start shivering again, though for different reasons this time. He's undressing you, don't even think of getting excited over that! He just wants to warm you up is all...Goddamnit. I feel like shrinking into the wall and never coming out as he helps me put his big hoodie over little self. I feel like a child suddenly wearing theirs mothers shoes.
He slips my own red one on himself and I can't help but stare when it fits him so tightly in all the right places. He looks at me then, his hair covering his left eye. The dark is making him look a whole lot sexier than normal. He glances at the big jacket, the sleeve falling off my shoulder. I quickly pull it up in embarrassment. He smells good.
"Why are you still shivering? Are you still cold?" I'm actually not. He warmed this thing up nicely and I can say that's definitely not why I'm shaking. "Is it too big for you? I know I'm tall but, I guess I hadn't realized how much smaller you are than I am." I glare at him.
"Thanks, asshole," I mutter, folding my arms. He shakes his head.
"I didn't mean it in a bad way, Sasori. You look good in my clothes." When did he get this close? I can feel his breath on me and his hair is falling in my face. He's smirking, his eyes are radiating confidence, and holy shit is he coming closer?
I gulp, my eyes shut tightly, prepared for the worst (the best is more like it), but he's already walking away like nothing had happened. I stare at his back in anger and embarrassment. That stupid brat! Getting me like this for no reason! I hold myself back from running up to him and pushing him into traffic and instead walk behind him, sulking a little.
"Sasori, why do you hate the winter so much? Is it just because of the cold?" He asks like didn't just strip me and almost kiss me. I press my lips together and exhale loudly through my nose. Too personal.
"It's just the cold," I snap at him. He turns around for a second, probably realizing he's walking into the conversation.
"I see, un." He shrugs and then suddenly stops in the middle of the street. Not paying attention, I end up bumping into his back.
"Hey, what are you stopping for, brat?" He nervously laughs, rubbing the back of his head.
"Well, I don't know the way to wherever it is we're going, it seems. You didn't tell me how to get there." Oh. I push past him, taking the lead. Just let it slide, Sasori. You'll get him back somehow. Let him leave you wanting more.
"Hopeless," I say, smirking at him. He blinks at me, then smiles sheepishly. He jogs up next to me and we make our way through the busy city (finally reaching that point), twisting and turning through multiple alleys and streets crowded people until we stopped in front of a large, black and red building. Music can be heard from the outside and from the windows, you can see people dancing to colorful lights beaming around the room.
"Ah, wait, if you're underaged for drink, and so is everyone else, how do you all get in here, un?" I push through the big doors, making sure Deidara is following.
"You'll see." Sure enough we run into the bouncer who asks for our ID's. I reach around in my pocket, pulling out a pass card. The bouncer takes it, hands it back to me, and let's me though. "Right, the blonde is with me," I tell the big man made of muscles. He eyes Deidara for a minute and nods, permitting him to follow me.
"What was that?" He whispers to me when we pass the bouncer. I pull the card out, letting Deidara see what it is. "Akatsuki VIP card?" I nod and we make our way into the busiest part of the building.
"Akatsuki is the name of this place, if you couldn't figure that out. Our group all has VIP cards because Pein is co-owning the place. He's friends with the real owner." He nods slowly, looking around the room.
"Cool, un." Whether he means Pein or the room I'm not too sure. The room is completely dark, save for the colored lights previously mentioned dancing around the room, shining on dancing couples and drunks. The bar was filled, people were dancing, and it was totally not abnormal to see Hidan grinding against a smug Kakuzu. Ew. Averting my gaze, I turn to see Deidara looking around, his eyes wide and a smile on his face.
"See anything you wanna do?" I ask him. I know what I'd like him to do. He shrugs, asking me where the arcade was. I brought him through a different room, turning into a long hallway through a side door in the dancing area.
His eyes light up as he spots all the games around the dimly lit room. Air hockey, old gaming machines, the games with the motorcycles you sit on (I didn't trust those things), multiple dancing games, first person shooter games complete with handheld guns, and of course, game stations were in one area of the room, complete with bean bags in a range of colors.
"Sasori, we must try everything!" He grabs my arm, leading me to the closest thing-the dancing games.
"Woah, hold up, brat. I don't think so," I say as we approach the game. "If you wanna dance, go back in that room and find someone else to dance with." He pouts, I mean literally pouts, his head dropping a little.
"Sasori, I don't wanna dance in there though and I wanna dance with you." I look away, hiding my face in the shoulder of his hoodie. "There's less people in here, anyways," he says. I stand my ground though, shaking my head. "What if I tell you a secret?" There's that gleam in his eye again. Maybe Deidara should join Chiyo and Hidan in their evil plans.
"What kind of secret?" He shrugs, grinning.
"I guess you'll just have to find out, un. So, are you going to join me?" Damnit. Well, I guess if I'm going to make a fool of myself, better do it with confidence, right? Maybe he won't laugh too hard. Sighing, I step onto the brightly colored platform, Deidara grinning in triumph then jumping onto the platform next to mine.
"You better tell me that secret, though," I tell him as he starts the game. "Ah, wait, how do you play this?" I look at my feet and the different colored arrows, then back at the game screen.
"Jump on the arrows as they cross the top of the screen, un. Hurry, it's starting!" I glare at the blindingly bright screen, somehow reminding me of Deidara's yellow moving van from the first time I met him.
Loud music started playing loudly from our game and before I knew it, I was moving my feet as fast as I could to keep up with this stupid game. Deidara seemed to have no problem keeping up with the fast tempo, but then again, he was in better shape than I.
To be honest, I felt like an idiot slamming my feet down awkwardly and trying to keep my balance. It was tiring me out fast and it was difficult keeping up with the game, Deidara's hoodie slipping from my shoulders, and dealing the fact that I haven't moved this much since... well, never.
Thankfully the song was near its end and as soon it was over, pressed my head against the game screen and coughed, my lungs having run out of air by the second note. Deidara laughed, patting my back.
"You did good! You almost got a higher score than me!" I turn around, facing him, and glare.
"Never again, brat."
After a few hours of playing more games Deidara was interested in, we made our way back to the dancing area and met up with everybody else shortly before the scheduled time
"Did Deidara Sempai have fun?" Tobi shouted, running up said blonde and I. Deidara pushed Tobi's oncoming hug away.
"Ah, Tobi, I'm, uh, sore from dancing so much so no hugs, okay, un?" Tobi nodded, his messy hair flying in every direction. "But, yes, I had fun." Tobi's face lit up and he bounced away, satisfied with that answer.
"He's really energetic, un." I nod in agreement.
"Oi, look who it is." We both turn around to see Hidan coming to us, Kakuzu trailing behind him with a bored expression on his face, hands in his fancy jacket pockets. Dressed nice as always. Hidan eyes me for a minute, a shit eating grin appearing on his face.
"Hidan," I warn, closing my eyes in annoyance. He remains silent (for once) and just settles on looking between Deidara and I. Speaking of Deidara, he was totally missing a whole book here. He looked lost and confused.
"Everybody's starting to go." We look to the doors, seeing that indeed our friends were piling out of Akatsuki. Kakuzu followed after them, tugging Hidan's grinning face along with him. He did not just wiggle his eyebrows at me.
"Ah?" I shook my head at Deidara telling him he didn't want to know. He shrugged and followed me out. In front of the building was our van we had all spent working on one summer a few years ago.
It was big (to fit nine people it had to be) and painted black. We had painted on a big red cloud on either side, nicknaming it the Akatsuki Van. We all had good memories dealing with that van I couldn't stop the I bet you want to make more with Deidara in there from creeping up into my head.
"Hurry up, pricks, I saved you a seat!" Hidan called out, winking at me. I rolled my eyes, getting in the back sitting, unfortunately, next to the crazy religious man. Deidara sat next to me, slamming the van door shut with all of us in it. "Hey, aren't you glad to be sitting by me?" Hidan asked, grinning. His grin faltered when I replied no.
"Alright, first off, Deidara, welcome to Akatsuki and Akatsuki Van. Secondly, did you two bring the food?" Pein asked, eyeing us from his seat at the front.
"They're at my place," I said. "We'll need to pick them up." And off we went. The van was suddenly filled with loud music (and loud singing from Hidan, Kisame, and Tobi) and it felt good to be out of the stuffy house. Not only that, but I had Deidara time to myself without teachers or girls getting in the way.
I snuck a glance over at him. He had his head rested against the window, fingers drumming on his knee in time with the music, and a smile on his face. He really is good looking, even at night. Sexier at night, I thought remembering earlier when he had me pinned to the wall. Pushing that memory back, I focused on the fact that we were pulling into my drive way.
And the fact that the only way to get out was to crawl over Deidara.
Shit.
"Ah, do you want to move so I can get out?" I asked him. He blinked at me then grinned.
"Nope, un. I'm perfectly comfortable right here." I glared at him and could feel Hidan's shit eating grin from behind me. I sighed as he opened the door, though, waiting for me to scoot on across him and then do it again when I come back. I contemplated shutting the door on my neck.
With everyone watching, I sat up as high as I could, sliding into Deidara's lap as quickly as I could so I could get the fuck out of that situation. With my back to him, I scooted across his thighs, my face red from anger and embarrassment. I don't like this. This isn't how I pictured being in his lap.
I stopped, though, when I felt his hands on my hips, guiding me from his legs to the ground. He gripped my boney hips firmly, sliding his hands up my sides when I was finally out of the van. With my unsteady feet on ground, I could now feel two shit eating grins. I rushed inside the house, thinking about just staying here for the rest of my life and never coming out to see daylight or sexy blondes.
With Granny asleep, I got the bags of snacks without any chatter or problems and I made my way back outside, but not before noticing the lights to Deidara's house were on. Are his parents finally home then? He hadn't told me when they'd returned. Oh well.
Now the fun part.
I threw the bags of food into the very back of the van, knocking Tobi and Zetsu in the face with them. Everybody laughed and I took that time to quickly scoot across Deidara once again, and sit my butt back down on the cushioned seat without incident.
"Wedding bells!" Hidan whispered in my ear as I got comfortable. Resisting the urge to knock that grin off his face, I focused on my hands that were currently covered up by the big, blue jacket I currently wore. I poked my fingers out, clutching the sleeves in my palm tightly. I'm still warm, too. I wonder what's been up with him today. The thing on the roof, the hoodie incident, the secret, and him not letting me pass over him without grabbing me like that. Not that I mind that last part, but not with all these people here. I felt my cheeks warm up and I shook my head, boredly looking down at my squished feet.
"Sasori." Deidara nudged me then, catching my attention. We were at Pein's house.
So the fun really begins, doesn't it?
Thankfully, Deidara got out of the van first, waiting for me to jump down before we made our way to the back, digging out the bags of food we bought. We carried them in, Deidara trailing behind me in awe at Pein's house.
Flat screen television, two loveseats and a large couch, bean bags spread throughout (for times when we all came over like this). He had an upstairs with a few different rooms that were currently just for show or for when any of us were too drunk to return home. Setting the things down in his shiny kitchen, we watched as everyone took a seat in the living room, the tv on one of the popular music channels. Deidara went and sat down on one of the loveseats leaving me to uncase the beer.
"Who wants one?" I called out. With Kisame's help, we all had beers in our hands in no time and were all seated, enjoying each hothers company.
"Hey, Blondie," Hidan called out. Deidara raised his brows, being the only blonde. "How well can you hold yourself, eh?" He raised his beer can up, showing what he meant. Deidara smirked, flipping his long hair over his shoulder.
"Better than you can." A chorus of "oooooo"'s ran throughout the room. Hidan, never to be the one to back down a challenge, slammed his down on the coffee table between all of us, eyeing Deidara.
"Are you sure about that? I bet I can beat your lightweight ass easy." Deidara leaned back against the seat we shared, his arms crossing.
"Oh? I'd like to see that, un. First one drunk loses," Deidara says, taking a dirnk of his beer. Hidan grinned, taking a longer drink of his.
"Fine! Don't come crying to me when you have puke in your hair, though!" Hidan laughs, taking another drink. With everybody talking again, I lean back on the love seat, talking low enough so that only Deidara can hear me.
"You don't really plan on doing that, do you?" Deidara looks at me and grins.
"How'd you know?" I shrug.
"You made a disgusted face when you took your first drink so I knew this wasn't something you've done a whole lot, if ever." He nods, folding watching everybody with shining eyes.
"You're right. I've done it before, of course, but not everyday or anything. Just a few times." He faces me, smiling sheepishly. "So much for trying to look cool, un." Look cool... for me? Everybody? "Do you have any idea of how I can get out of drinking this crap?" I nod, taking both our cans into the kitchen for a moment and return, handing him his original can back.
"I don't drink either, ever. I dump mine out and fill it with water, which what's in yours." He nods, seems impressed, and takes a drink to see if what I said was true.
"Ah, the easy way to win, eh?" He laughs, his drink really being filled with water. We share a secret smile as Hidan yells out he's already on his second one.
After an hour into hanging out, Hidan was drunk beyond belief, sitting in Kakuzu's lap singing loud and badly to the songs on the music channel. Tobi and Zetsu had snuck off somewhere and none of us questioned it. Glancing over at Kisame and Itachi, it seemed they both were sober enough and still oblivious to each other. Pein was talking to Konan about something funny as she was drunk and laughing way too hard. With that, it left Deidara and I sitting quietly watching everyone make a fool of themself.
"Sasori, remember when you told me those two," he pointed to Kisame and Itachi, "aren't aware of the other?" I nod. He takes a drink of his "beer" and says, "Watch this." He sits up straight, grinning evilly for a moment then, "Hey, Kisame!" Said swimmer looks over at us, his eyes wide in question.
"What's up?" Deidara kicks my foot gently with his.
"You're going to college next year, aren't you?" Kisame nods. "How about those college girls, eh?" Kisame turns a weird shade of red, a hand going behind his head to scratch at his shoulder.
"I, uh," Kisame stutters, awkwardly glancing away. Itachi at this point looked like he was going to crush the can in his hands with one squeeze. "I don't really know anything about that."
"Oh really, un? Do you have a girlfriend then?" If that poor can were living, the look Itachi was currently giving it surely would have killed it. I hide my smile behind my hand, faking a cough at how the two were acting.
"Er, no," the swimmer said, cringing a little.
"Boyfriend?" His cringe intensified and he awkwardly coughed, looking anywhere but at Itachi or Deidara. It was quite a sight, a rather funny one at that.
"Not..." Kisame left off there, his face probably a color that compares to my hair.
"Not yet?" Deidara pushes. Kisame nearly chokes on air and Itachi looks like he wants to explode into a million different pieces. "Because, you know, if you had someone in mind, now would be the time to go for it, un."
"A-ah, how do you figure?" Kisame looked down at his feet. Deidara shrugged, letting a little hum slip out of his mouth before he answered.
"Well, if you're going to college next year, and say, oh, I don't know, maybe this person you might be a grade below you." Itachi sank into the couch as far as he could, his eyes shut in irritation and what I imagined to be embarrassment (damn, Deidara was good at that). "If that's the case, you want to spend all the time you can with them while you still go to the same school."
"Oh, that makes sense, I guess," Kisame replied, scratching his face.
"And when you go to college, oh I don't know, if by chance this weasel, er, person," Kisame's jaw dropped. "was extremely smart," he eyed Itachi hard, Kisame glancing at him also, his face reddening tenfold. "Maybe they'd be able to join you within the next year or so and you could once again go to school together and not be separated." Deidara took a drink of his water, watching the other two teens squirm around a little bit in their seats.
Everyone remained silent for a moment, the two taking in what Deidara had said. Kisame was especially fun to watch as he glanced from his feet to the Uchiha next to him, back to his feet, emotions running across his face. Itachi sat, glaring at everything but Kisame. Mostly at Deidara, who was smiling ever so innocently.
"You also want to give your heart away before the college girls take it, un." With the sound of a can crushing, Deidara laughed and stood up, going to the kitchen. I followed, watching Kisame freak out about the broken beer can in Itachi's hand. "Not bed, eh?"
I smirked at him, nodding a job well done. He grinned, pushing his hair behind his ear. Don't stare, don't look him in the eye!
"You know, Sasori, I feel like I owe something to you." I looked at him (not in the eye though) questionably. "You helped me the first day I got here, you showed me these hilarious people, and you've been nothing but nice to me, un. In a way, you're like my Danna." I blinked slowly at him.
"Brat what are you talking about?" He laughed, covering it up with his hand and looking away.
"You alway no facial expression or the best expressions, un." He smiles at me. "Well, it made more sense in my head but think of it as a sign of respect. You're Danna to me now," he tells me. I shake my head.
"You're such a brat. But you can do your "Danna" a favor, though." He looks at me expectantly. "Tell me the secret from earlier," I say. "There's no one around to hear it." He nods absent mindedly as if just remembering he had told me that.
"Alright, I'll tell you but I have two conditions." I narrow my eyes at him.
"You didn't say anything about conditions. The condition was if I danced with you, which I did." He nods quickly.
"Of course, Danna, but I want to tell you on my terms. Just hear them out, first?" I sigh, nodding for him to continue. "First, I'll tell you if you let me see your phone." I gave him a flat look.
"Why?"
"You'll see. Just give it here," he says. I reluctantly hand him my phone and after he plays with it for a minute, he hands it back to me. "Don't look at it until you get home, alright, un?" I nod. "Now the second condition." He smiles sweetly and I know I'm not going to like this. "I want to tell you when we go home. So now that you've already given me your phone, looks like you'll have to wait for it even longer." He grins and I can't help but want to smack it right off his face.
"Bastard brat."
"Danna, un, don't be so harsh!"
The rest of the night went by pretty quickly. It was close to four when Pein had decided he had had enough of drunk Hidan trying to molest Kakuzu in plain sight (not that he was putting up a fight, anways). At some point, Tobi and Zetsu had slipped back into the group. However, it didn't go unnoticed that Tobi's ugly orange shirt had been inside out. Kisame and Itachi hadn't moved nor said a word to each other since Deidara had attacked them. Konan was slowly getting over her drunken behavior. With Pein not drinking on most nights (he's our designated driver most of the time), he had ordered everybody very sternly to get in van unless they planned on staying.
Needless to say, it wasn't a surprise that Hidan and Kakuzu made a beeline to the upstairs bedroom.
The rest of us piled into the van, Kisame and Itachi sitting awkwardly next to each other in the middle, the brat and I in the very back. Konan and Pein talked quietly amongst themselves again, music filling the back of the vehicle.
"Can I know, now?" I asked. My lack of patience was finally catching up with me. Deidara thought it over a moment.
"After we drop off Kisame and Itachi," he said, smiling too sweetly at me. I inwardly groaned, irritation plain on my face. Diedara didn't seem to care, though, and he continued to torture me with whatever that secret was.
I mean, it can't be worse than those duck pajama pants, right? At least he's not an old sunbathing man, I suppose. We soon stopped, letting Itachi out at his house. Kisame crawled out after him, though and shut the van door behind him. Deidara looked at me before pressing his face to the window to see what was going on. Out of pure curiosity, I followed suit.
They were simply talking. Well, Kisame was talking. Itachi, arms crossed, with an unreadable expression was gazing up at him. I wonder if that's what Deidara and I look like next to each other. Itachi is short compared to Kisame.
Deidara gasped, over dramatic much, as Kisame leaned down, pressing his lips to Itachi's. Though we couldn't tell if the shorter responded or not, his grip on his arm loosened considerably. They parted and Itachi gave a small wave goodbye to the swimmer, going quietly inside his dark house. Kisame returned to the van, his cheeks another strange color.
Everybody was quiet for a long time, no one really wanting to ruin his moment. We pulled into Kisame's driveway and before he got out, he said,
"Thanks, Deidara. You gave me the push I needed." He smiled, his sharp teeth shining in the light before he was gone, the van becoming dark once more. Deidara smiled triumphantly once again, nodding to himself.
"All in a days work, un." I rolled my eyes.
"We dropped Kisame off, brat. Tell me now." The van was silent, save for the quiet music playing throughout the back.
"My, Danna, you're impatient." He tapped his chin.
"Extremely. So hurry it up!" Deidara sighed, shaking his head before smiling brightly at me. He scooted close to me, resting his head on my shoulder. I felt my cheeks warm up considerably.
"Well, Danna, there's nothing much I can do anymore but just show you, un." Deidara sat up and I could have sworn his cheeks were dusted in color. "Remember to check your phone when you get inside," he whispered. I nodded, becoming really irritated. I was about to bitch at him to tell me already when he leaned in slowly. Is this..? He bumped noses with me cutely before turning his head, pressing his lips to mine in a still, sweet kiss.
I felt my face light up brighter than my hair and the suns love child. Do something! I gently kissed back, feeling pleased when he smiled against my mouth. He pulled back, still smiling.
"That's my secret, un." I felt like exploding. Deidara, the sexy, attractive, wonderful, funny, sweet Deidara just kissed me. Me of all people. I gulped, looking at him almost shyly.
"Guys, we're here." At the sound of Pein's voice, we both jumped, not lost in any sweet moment anymore. We sat still for a moment.
"Did you want this back?" I asked quetly, pulling on his oversized hoodie.
"No, Danna, keep it. But, I have to give yours back," he said with a grimace. I cocked my head to the side. "I'll explain later, but it would be best if I didn't take it home with me." He leaned forwards again, catching once again in a quick chaste kiss. It still made my stomach do flips.
We said our goodbye's to Pein and Konan, then to each other a bit awkwardly. We waved and went to our separate houses.
I shut the front door quietly, sliding down 'til I hit the floor. I pulled the hood of his jacket over my head, brought my knees up, wrapping my arms around them. God, I can't believe that happened. I can still feel it. I shook my head, taking in a deep breath. Shit, I can still smell him, too. I smiled.
"Shit," I mumbled taking out my phone. Unlocking the screen, I saw that he had screenshot his face to be my phone backdrop. He had his tongue sticking out and was that a tongue ring? I felt my face heat up with multiple thoughts going through my mind. "He must have taken it when I refilled my water."
I continued searching through my phone to see what else had done to it. I found that he had saved his number in my phone and left me a small note in my "notes" app. It read,
Sasori,
Call me sometime, alright? I gave you my number so it's up to you!
It really was up to me to take this father, wasn't it? Time to grow some balls, Sasori. But first, sleep.