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Friday – First Day

*Beep* This is Deidara Hayashi, un. I cannot answer the phone as of right now, but please leave a message and I'll get back to you as quickly as I can.

At the tone, please record your message. Otherwise you may hang up and try again later…*Beep*

"Hey, Deidara! It's…it's Ino. I, um…I just wanted to call and ask how you were doing? You left in a rush so quickly yesterday, I couldn't catch you in time. Is everything okay? Please call me back…thanks."

"Hey you little punk, where the fuck are you?! You're missing our usual lunch time, bro! Were you caught up at work or something? It's not fucking like you to not show up unless you were held up at the fucking office. Anyways, I think I'm just gonna go ahead and fucking eat cause I'm fucking starving. I hope to see ya fucking soon, though. Hidan out."

Saturday – Second Day

*Beep* This is Deidara Hayashi, un. I cannot answer the phone as of right now…try again later…*Beep*

"Deidara, please answer the phone. You haven't tried calling me back. I know I've only tried calling you once, but it's not like you to not at least call back. Just…please…I'm worried about you."

"Hey, Ino again! I didn't tell you this earlier, but I have great news! The deadline for the contract has been extended for up to another week! Isn't that awesome?! And on top of that, the owner of HelioTech called Mr. Iwa yesterday morning to discuss the reasoning as to why so many of his employees would lose their jobs once the partnership went through. Wonder how he found that out...a-anyways, after some conversing, Mr. Iwa has decided to allow everyone to keep their jobs! Isn't that great?! Now you shouldn't have a reason to say 'no.'"

Monday – Fourth Day

*Beep* This is Deidara Hayashi, un. I cannot answer…again later…*Beep*

"Oi, fucker, what the fuck is up with you?! I haven't heard a single fucking peep out of you in fucking days! Ino called me this morning and said you haven't been to work since Thursday and you're not returning any of her fucking calls. What the fuck's wrong, Deidara? This isn't like you."

"Deidara, seriously. Why aren't you returning any of my calls? Is everything okay?...Are you…are you taking your medications? Is that what's going on? If you're not, you know what's going to happen. Remember what the doctor said?"

Wednesday – Sixth Day

*Beep*

"Deidara, please for the love of God, answer me! This isn't okay, this is far from okay! Are you okay?! God please be okay…"

"Bro, I don't know what's fucking going on, but Ino called in a panic earlier, asking me to come over. I did and you didn't answer. I don't know if you were in there or if you suddenly took a vacation without telling anyone, but you need to call her back to get her to stop freaking out over fucking nothing."

Friday – Eighth Day

*Beep*

"Second. Fucking. Time. Deidara. Seriously, though, what is fucking going on? Ino's not telling jack shit, I've tried coming over every night since Monday and you haven't answered the fucking door, and you haven't returned any calls either of us have made. Did something happen between you and Sasori? Did you get in a fight? If so, bottling this up isn't fucking good."

Monday – Eleventh Day

*Beep*

"Dei…"

"Deidara."

"Please…"

"Call back."

"I'm worried about you."

*Beep* End of messages.

He just wanted it all to end.

"Ah…h-harder…ah f-fuck…fuck me…hah, h-harder~" Deidara moaned into the pillow, clutching hard at the material in his hands until his knuckles turned white. He was positioned so that his front half hovered over the bed, head pressed into the pillows while his knees were bent, legs spread wide to allow better access for the hot, throbbing member that continued to pound into him. He inhaled sharply as his prostate took another bruising blow. "F-Fuck, Sasori, right…hah…right there…ah, deeper~!"

"Saying such lewd things," Sasori groaned, bending forward to press his chest against the other's back, snapping his hips faster. He pressed his lips to the blonde's ear, growling. "You really know how to turn me on, Dei~"

All the younger male could do was moan in response as the redhead continued to whisper very provocative things into his ear.

Who knew the older male had such a descriptive vocabulary…

And how long had they been going at it now?

Was it their fifth…sixth…tenth time?

Deidara had lost count hours ago.

All he knew was that he was surprised he was still getting hard, still getting pushed over the limit and releasing.

He had never done it this many times before in one night.

Never.

But he surely didn't want to stop now.

Very slowly, he propped himself up on his hands, fully aware of how shaky his arms were. He couldn't concentrate – not with a dick hitting his sweet spot every other damn second – but he found the strength to drive his hips back as Sasori thrust his forward, insinuating the latter's member to drive in even deeper, if that were possible.

"AH! S-Sasori~!" he moaned, throwing his head back as he continued grinding his hips. "D-Don't…ah…don't stop~"

"Like hell I will," the redhead growled, reaching a palm out to grip a handful of the golden locks in front of him. In one swift motion, he yanked the hair to the side, causing the head to follow suit, and reached down to sink his teeth into the supple, tanned neck as a low cry escaped the blonde's lips.

"S-Sasori! Pull…hah-AH!...pull harder~!" he moaned out, crying again as the wish was granted.

What?

A little pain had never hurt anyone.

Gripping the hair tighter, Sasori pulled the other male up until his back was pressed against his chest, still keeping the pounding rhythm of his member going in and out of the still tight hole. He continued biting into the throat near his mouth, creating more hickeys and love bites, adding to the ones already prominent from their previous sessions.

Their skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat, aiding in the friction of their bodies as they slid against each other, driving each male closer to the edge they've already grown accustomed to.

Feeling their releases coming, the redhead gripped the younger male's chin in his hand, turning to face him. "Dei~"

He brought their lips together in another passionate battle, the older male's hips moving on their own as they desperately sought the orgasm his body needed. Still kissing, he brought his free hand to the blonde's neglected cock, pumping him in time with his thrusts.

"Mm…S-Sasori – ah – I'm…I'm g-gonna~" Deidara panted against his mouth, cheeks dusted a dark pink as his eyes reached that indigo hue. With a smirk, Sasori brought his lips back to the others.

Trying to focus on the tongue invading his wet cavern was a difficult task for the blonde as he felt that coil tighten in his lower abdomen.

Faster…harder…deeper.

The coil stilled.

Then shattered.

With a final thrust and pump, Deidara threw his head back against the older male's left shoulder, a long, drawn out moan escaping his swollen lips as he released onto the bed. He heard Sasori give a shuddering groan before spilling his own essence inside him, at which he promptly mewled in response.

"Dei…I seriously fucking love you," Sasori whispered in between pants.

"Me…too, un."

Deidara opened his eyes, not surprised to find his gaze up at the ceiling.

That dream hadn't been a sexual fantasy.

They had actually done that…and many other things that invaded his sleep every night.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get Sasori off his mind.

Everything reminded him of him.

Everything.

He hadn't been to work in over a week, which probably meant he didn't have a job anymore.

He really didn't care, though, to be honest.

If he couldn't have Sasori, he shouldn't be allowed to have anything else.

(Damn right you shouldn't)

His phone still rang constantly every day, but as he had been doing since he walked out last Thursday, he didn't answer and let it go to voicemail, though by now, the inbox was probably full.

As the days had continued, Ino's messages had become more and more hysterical while Hidan's had just become more and more pissed off.

Deidara couldn't blame his best friend, though.

Hidan had no clue what had happened to him so long ago.

Why hadn't he told him yet?

Nothing really made sense anymore.

He spent most of the day lying in bed, barely moving from under the comforter and sheets if only to go to the bathroom and eat.

But the satisfaction of food had left his system a while back.

Now when he ate, he just ate to make sure he didn't starve himself.

And even that was a difficult task.

Everything had suddenly become harder.

First, it had been walking.

Then, it had been talking.

And now, just the idea of rolling onto his other side in his bed seemed daunting.

He was tired all of the damn time.

Whatever energy he used to have was gone.

He just needed Sasori back in his life.

How was he doing, anyways?

Was he happy? Sad? Feeling the same way Deidara was currently feeling?

He hadn't tried calling him; surely if he wasn't returning to the penthouse, he wouldn't answer the phone if he saw it was him trying to reach out.

What would he say?

Would he apologize?

He hadn't a clue.

He just knew he was lonely.

He hadn't felt this alone since the last episode.

This was totally opposite to the festivities going on.

Christmas was coming up and though he should be excited to go home and spend it with his family, he honestly didn't feel like celebrating.

He hadn't even gone out shopping yet.

(Good. Your family wouldn't want to see you anyways. You're worthless)

He knew that.

(You're a coward)

Knew that, too.

(Just like all the other women you've touched in your life, you can't even keep a man around your arm)

(That's pathetic)

(Look at yourself. You have no more meaning. You don't have a job. Your cousin is slowly abandoning hope on you. Your best friend is pissed at you. And Sasori has left you. You have nothing to look forward to. So why are you still here?)

That's right…

…Why was he still here?

In the silence that followed, his phone started ringing again.

Without a second thought, he lunged for it, gripping it tightly in his hand. Throwing his arm back, he chucked it across the room where it slammed against the wall with a reverberating clack! and fell to the floor.

Even from here, Deidara could see the shattered screen.

He didn't care, though.

He was screwing everything else up in his life.

Just add a broken phone to the list.