Too Far

Part One     

 

Warning: M

 

            “N-noo….” Sasori mumbled in his sleep. “….Don’t….!” Sasori was apparently having a nightmare. He Grabbed the sleeping blonde in a tight hug, waking Deidara.

           

            “Un??!” Dei tried to set up and half way succeeds, noticing Sasori had his arms wrapped around him, and he wasn’t about to let go anytime soon. “He’s asleep…wow…” Deidara didn’t know what to do, since this had never happen before.

           

            “No….Don’t…..No!” and Sasori’s grip on the bomber grew tighter. “…N-no….Don’t die…No!” and soft sobs came from the redhead. “no...no no no” Then the puppeteer’s whimpers grew slightly louder.

           

            “S-Sasori…..” Dei stroked his crimson hair. “Shhh…it’s going to be alright” and at that, he laid back down and held the sleeping puppet in his arms with care. This was a side of Sasori that he’d never seen before, and he was blown back by this whole experience, but what surprised him the most was Sasori's nightmare. The blonde was filled with curiosity as he imagines what in the world Sasori could be dreaming about.

           

            “Hm…what?” Sasori woke up from the nightmare that was consuming him, and rubbed his forehead.

           

            Crap! Sasori woke up! I better act like I’m asleep…And Deidara done his best ‘sleeping’ act.

           

            Saso let out a great sigh of relief. “Thank god that was a dream. I can’t loose him yet…” and he gently ran his index finger over the ‘sleeping’ Deidara’s perfect facial features, then he sighed, and went back to bed.

 

            So his dream…was about me….hmmmm, interesting….guess I should get some sleep, myself, yeah.

 

           

            ~*******NEXT DAY*******~ 

 

           

            “Hey, um…Sasori?” Deidara poked his head through the opening in the doorway.

 

            “What is it, brat? I’m trying to make my next greatest masterpiece, so make it quit.” Deidara knew bothering his Danna during his ‘work’ time irritated him but this couldn’t wait.

 

            “Did you mean that, un?” the blonde walked over to the puppeteer and gave him a somewhat worried expression.

 

            “In fact, yes, yes I did. If you keep bothering me, then I would most likely make a mistake and it wouldn’t be quite a masterpiece, now would it, baka?” and then he mumbled something about that being a stupid question to ask him.

 

            “Not that. I’m talking about what you said last night. About loosing me…” Deidara’s eyes stared at the ground, a faint blush appearing.

 

            “Oh god...no” Sasori’s eyes widened and blushed. His face was almost as red as his own hair. “Y-you were awake?!!” Sasori went pale, except for his blush; well it got even redder.

 

            “Yes, even when you were asleep. You actually were the one to wake me up, hmm.” Dei looked at the redhead.

 

            “Wh-what? Did I talk in my sleep? How could I have woken you?” Sasori was starting to get nervous.

 

            “You shouldn’t worry about what you said in your sleep, they were all mostly ‘no’s. You should be thinking around that; your actions are what woke me” Deidara shown a faint smile.

 

            “Wh-what did I d-do Deidara??!” The puppet was freaking out, embarrassment bolted through his veins.

 

            “Something that I highly doubt I will ever see you do again.” The blonde blushed some more, smiling.

 

            “J-just tell me!!!!” He was getting impatient, as usual, well for Sasori.

 

            “Okay, okay I will.” Deidara took a deep breath, trying not to laugh, and answered “You hugged me, but that’s not it”

 

            “and?” Sasori said in fear.

 

            “You started crying. Yes, crying. And can you guess what I did?” the artist grinned at the other.

 

            All Sasori could do was look at him in fear. The redhead felt as if we were in another nightmare, one that won’t go away. This can’t be happening. Damn it! I don’t have emotions! I don’t love Deidara, I don’t love anyone! Saso closed his eyes in frustration.

 

            “Eh, I’ll just show you, ‘kay.” And he walked cautiously toward the troubled puppet, and wrapped his arms around him, and his eyes shot open.

 

            “Er, what? T-that’s what you did??” Sasori was sort of confused.

 

            “Yes, un. I could tell that you enjoyed it, even in your sleep. When I comforted you, you quit crying.” Then he swept up Sasori from the chair bridal-style, and kissed the redhead, who was obviously embarrassed, on his fragile cheek.

 

            “D-deidara?!”

 

            “Akasuna Sasori, why do you say that you don’t have any emotions? You have more of them than you think.” The bomber playfully nuzzled at Sasori’s neck. “Am I the only person who knows this? It’s so obvious that you love me, yeah.” Dei poked the sand nin on the nose and giggled.

 

            “I do not have any emotions!! And that also means that I do not love you!!!” Sasori turned his head and pouted.

 

            “See, that’s emotion. And you know you love me, so just except that fact, hmm.” Sasori kept ignoring him “Come on, I’m not that bad. Just give me a chance! I promise I’ll treat you great!” another moment of silence. “COME ON SASORI!”

 

            “Why am I that important to you? I only seem boring and hatful.” Sasori flashed his ‘stubborn’ face at his admirer.

 

            “There is no why. I love you. Simple. And you are far from boring and hatful! Every minute is different with you by my side, and just ask your self a simple question. If you hated me, then you would have already killed me, yeah? I’m sure nobody’s ever gotten this close to you and lived to tell about it. Just look at us; we look like a swell couple that just got married” Deidara laughed at the marriage comment; well they look sort of married by the way Deidara is holding Sasori in his arms.

 

            “Erm….uh….”  Sasori was red in the face, proving that he was embarrassed, thus proving that he did, in fact have emotions.

 

            “You love me, and you damn well know it” Dei teasingly crashed on his and Sasori’s shared bed, causing Sasori to get jumbled up in the mess.

 

            “Hey! You could have gave me a warning before you done something stupid like tha-“and Deidara cut his lover-to-be off mid sentence with a kiss. Deidara started nibbling on Sasori’s lower lip, asking for an entrance. This frightened Sasori, and he tried with all his might to stop Deidara’s forceful kiss. Deidara noticed that, and all it did was make him want Sasori even more. Deidara’s tongue invaded the small redhead’s mouth, mapping out his mouth to every last detail.  The blonde pushed Sasori and soon he was on top of the small redhead, which gave Dei even more power.

           

            Soon they had to break away to take a breath “Deidara!!! Stop!!! Please!!!”

 

             “…” Deidara reached, and grasped Sasori's shirt, tearing it off of him, then removing his own shirt.

            “Deidara!!!!!” Tears streamed down Sasori’s face, as he tried to get away from the blonde. All his effort went to waste, because Deidara crashed their lips together for the second time, and then Deidara was in complete control. Please, someone help me. Please! This isn’t the Deidara that I know!  Deidara’s handmouth was going down Sasori’s chest, licking his fragile skin carefully. He reached for Sasori’s pants, unbuttoning them, and slipping them off. Deidara mirrored his last action to himself, continuing the deadly kiss. His handmouths were still licking Sasori, and moved his was to his underwear. When Deidara was about to slip off Sasori's underwear, the door burst open, and Deidara broke away.

 

            “Konan!!! Help me!!!! And Sasori pushed Deidara away and ran very promptly over to Konan and held on to her tight.

 

            “What the hell are you doing, Deidara??!!!” Konan yelled, and pointed at him. “I came in here to tell you guys that dinner was ready and I walk in on THIS.”

            “P-please Konan, keep D-deidara far a-away from m-me…” Sasori was shaking, and Konan hugged him.

 

            “Will do, Sasori. Now as for YOU, I’m going to make sure you pay for what you just did to poor Sasori!!!!”

 

            “What did I do, un? Sasori asked me to do that to him.” Deidara put on his poker face.

 

            “Did you, Sasori?”

 

            “No!! I told him to stop a lot of times and tried my best to get free! Please believe me, Konan! Don’t let ‘that thing’ get near me ever again!” And then, Sasori buried his face in Konan’s cloak, and started crying.

 

            “You better leave him alone from now on. If I catch you even talking to him ever again, you’ll regret it!” and the new duo left the room, and slammed the door on their way out.

 

            “Damn it!!! I went too far, yeah! FUCK! And I thought I had him!!” Deidara opened his window, and climbed out. “Fuck this, I need a break!” and he got out some of his legendary exploding clay, and started molding a bird.

 

            “Okay that should do it!” and he threw the bird in the air, done the correct hand signs, and it grew bigger. “Bye Sasori….for now….” And he jumped on the bird and flew away to unknown lands.

 

 

            *In the Akatsuki lair, in the living room*

 

 

            “I feel so bad for you Sasori….is there anything that you need?” Konan glanced at Sasori with kindness and understanding.

 

            “N-no….thank you anyways though…” Did I do the right thing? *sigh* I feel like something is wrong…..

 

            “Okay” and she walked to the kitchen to work on the many dishes that the rest of the Akatsuki leave.