IT'S NOT LOVE part 12

“If you say, ‘I’m fine, just sore, un,’ one more time, I swear I’ll kill you.” Deidara mumbled something and laid his head on the countertop, staring at the wall. Sasori wanted to smack the blonde right then and there; he’d been acting weird for a few days, and it was screwing with Sasori’s mind like you wouldn’t believe.

The Akasuna sighed and rose to his feet, walking around to Deidara and grabbing his arm. “Come on, we have to leave.” The bomber nodded and rose to his feet, following the Akasuna out of the house.

As they climbed onto the motorcycle, a thought occurred to Sasori. He smiled as Deidara slipped on his helmet, before putting on his own and taking off.

As they drove down the road, Deidara laid his head against Sasori’s chest. In all honesty, he was felling depressed and just wanted to go back home, crawl onto the couch and sleep for a week. But that would have made Sasori mad, and he’d have to endure a lecture and get dragged to school anyway. He sighed and waited for the red head to pull into the school parking lot and shut off the engine.

Except…. it felt like the ride was taking longer then usual. Deidara frowned and sat up. He looked around and realized he didn’t recognize the road they were on, nor any of the buildings in the surrounding area. Pulse quickening, he squeezed Sasori tightly, as if asking what was going on. The Akasuna released one hand to quickly reach up and grab Deidara’s in a comforting manner, before returning it to its previous position. Deidara leaned his body against Sasori’s again, slightly comforted by the gesture.

It seemed like they had been driving for several hours before the red head finally left the highway and turned onto a dir road. Sasori slowed down, and about fifteen minutes later the red head stopped and shut off the bike. Deidara climbed off and stretched his sore limbs, looking around. “Danna, where are we, un?”

“A little ways from where we need to be,” Sasori answered, grabbing the bomber’s arm. “Come on, we need to go this way.” Unsure of what to do, Deidara allowed himself to be dragged along behind Sasori, still looking around the thick woods. “Danna, where are we going, un?”

Sasori smiled. “You’ll see when we get there.” Deidara began to get nervous; what was Sasori plotting? Was he going to abandon the blonde in the woods ? Rape him? A combination of the two? “We’re here.” Deidara was snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his surroundings. His cerulean eyes widened.

Sasori had led him into a grassy clearing, surrounding on three sides by trees. On the fourth side, directly in front of them, was a huge waterfall, pouring into a basin that turned into a crystal clear stream further down. “Sasori danna….”

The Akasuna smiled at the blonde’s reaction. “Surprised?”

“Where are we, un?”

Sasori turned and gazed at the waterfall, a sad look creeping into his eyes. “My parents used to take me camping here. We’d just take off; they’d call in to work sick, forge a doctor’s excuse for me, and we’d come here for a few days to relax. You look like you needed a break, so I decided to bring you out here. You should be pretty happy we even made it out here; I got lost a few times on the way, but at least we made it in the end…….” He watched as Deidara began walking around, taking in all the sights. “Hey, are you even listening to me?” Silence was the only answer he got. Apparently not.

He walked up behind the blonde, who had managed to wander over to the stream. “Brat,” he began, tapping Deidara on the shoulder. The blonde had been deep in thought, and started when Sasori touched him. “Danna!” he cried, spinning to look at Sasori. Unfortunately, he managed to get his foot caught on a rock and lost his balance. “ACK!” On reflex his arms shot out to grab the nearest thing, which happened to be the Akasuna. Sasori didn’t have enough time to brace himself, and the blonde pulled him down.

SPLASH

Sasori spluttered as he and Deidara surfaced, glaring at the blonde. “Nice going, brat.” The blonde merely giggled and kicked backwards, swimming away from the red head. “Aww, come on danna. It’s a perfect day to swim, un.”

“Well I’m getting out,” Sasori grumbled, turning to climb out and dry off. Deidara suddenly latched onto him from behind. “Please Sasori danna?” he asked pitifully. The red head sighed as his willpower slowly began to cave. “Must I?”

“No.” The blonde abruptly pulled away and dove under the water, swimming towards the waterfall and away from Sasori. The red head raised a brow; what had he done now?

Slowly, he followed Deidara upstream, staying low in the water and diving beneath the surface whenever the blonde glanced his way. As soon as he was within range, he grabbed the bomber from behind and pulled him under the water, only to surface moments later with said bomber in his arms.

Deidara coughed as he surfaced. “What the hell, un?!” he demanded in an angry tone, fighting against Sasori’s iron grasp.

“I dunked you,” Sasori said, rolling his eyes at the blonde. Deidara gave him a flat look. “I thought you didn’t want to swim, un.”

“I changed my mind.”

“You don’t have to swim with me if you don’t want to, un,” Deidara replied quietly, eyes looking away. Sasori grabbed his chin and forced the bomber to look at him. “That means that I can swim if I want, right?”

“Un.”

“Then I’m staying,” Sasori finished, kissing the blonde’s forehead. Deidara blinked and smiled, pulling away only to be grabbed by Sasori again. “Get out of your clothes, brat, or they won’t have time to dry, and you’ll be going down the highway at 70 soaking wet.” Deidara nodded and pulled off his clothing, tossing it onto the rocks at the edge of the basin. Soon, he and Sasori were swimming around in their boxers, thoroughly enjoying each other’s company for the first time in….well, ever.

As the morning turned into afternoon, the two climbed out of the water and walked over to a tree, sitting down in its shade. “Danna?” Deidara asked, curled up against Sasori’s side, one of the Akasuna’s arms draped lazily around him.

“What?”

“Thank you, un.” Sasori looked down at the blonde and smiled, hugging him closer. “No problem, Deidara.” He paused, thinking, before reaching down with his free hand and grabbing Deidara’s thigh, pulling the blonde onto his lap. “Sasori, un?”

“You know, when you’re not acting like a total pain in the ass, you’re actually nice to be around.” Deidara hmmphed as Sasori smiled down at him. “You know I’m right,” he whispered, tucking Deidara’s head under his chin.

“You’re the one who’s always a pain in the ass, un,” Deidara growled, resting against Sasori’s chest. For a time, all that could be heard was the sound of running water. “Danna, how long are we going to stay here, un?” When he didn’t receive an answer, Deidara looked up.

Sasori was asleep.

Deidara was amazed that, for once, he didn’t feel like torturing the sleeping Akasuna. He readjusted his position and began to trace patterns on the red head’s chest, smiling to himself. “I guess he can rest for a little while. No point in having a sleepy driver go on the highway, un.”