Romance, M, AU, stripper theme

Sasori generally didn't like going to strip clubs. It may have been because the alcohol was over-priced, or the cheap cologne that hung in the air was stifling from the many creeps wearing it. But it was most likely because he was dragged here for all of his birthdays, his friends trying to buy him a lap dance, just like right now.

He had of course refused, claiming he didn't want stripper sweat on his new suit and decided to sit at the bar where he could watch the show from afar. Hidan seemed to have given up trying to convince Sasori at the moment and instead payed attention to Kakuzu who was grumbling about something. Sasori didn't know how fucked up they were, but he wouldn't take his boyfriend (if he had one) to a strip club in their spare time. Although they claimed it was just for him.

As Sasori got his glass of whiskey and coke, he scowled at the price, and took a small sip before turning his eyes back onto the show. The strippers were changing to males which meant that they showed up on time but Hidan kept on swearing about someone. "You're going to fucking love him!" Sasori ignored the deadly look Kakuzu sent to Hidan.

Sasori continued to watch as the lights went out and a few seconds later a siren went off and the stage lights flashed on, showing a figure clad in baggy yellow overalls and a red hat. Sasori recognized the outfit to symbolize firefighters, but he sure most firefighters didn't have long blonde hair flowing down their back. The music started and Sasori saw an axe slung across the man's shoulders before he swung it around once sensually before holding it close to his crotch and rocking into it, licking his lips with a smirk.

Sasori almost thought the man looked too young, but that wasn't uncommon in this business, and not when this blonde was doing such a good job. His figure was almost like that of a woman but his hips were obviously narrower and his body was more toned which was obvious once he ripped off his pants, receiving many whistles and screeches from the ladies down below, who threw many dollar bills at him.

He continued to do things with his axe, licking it going around the pole with it and at one point he spied his eyes across the room, and they landed on Sasori and stayed there. Hidan nudged him, but the redhead didn't notice, now in an intense stare-off with this stranger and the man winked his too-blue eyes at him before continuing his routine.

He began gyrating his hips against the stage, receiving more hollers from the women but his eyes found his once more and he began to lick his lips before getting up and moving aside for another show coming up. It was only a minute later when that same blonde walked up to him from his dressing room, now black silky robe, but the same smirk was on his face.

"I'm sorry, but I think I have to have you come in for questioning, un." The blonde leaned in close to him and Hidan snickered as he talked to the bartender, giving him a fold of bills, making it out to a Deidara. Sasori assumed Deidara was the stripper that was nearly straddling him.

"I thought you were a firefighter?" Sasori questioned and Deidara lowered his eyelids before leaning in close to whisper in his ear.

"You've started a fire, now you have to put it out," he answered before biting his ear.