Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Traces ❯ Life ( Chapter 3 )

Once again, he was faced by that bastard Uchiha. His eyes scrutinized him carefully, taking every single detail he had to offer. Deidara felt naked once again under his gaze. His onyx eyes always did it. He hated the Uchiha so much; he had sworn to kill him one day. As he tried to ignore the all consuming stare, Sasori walked in. His cheeks instantly became warm and red as thoughts of last night's events came back to his mind.

Sasori looked at Deidara and Itachi sensing some weird tension. They were both sitting on a dinner table, Itachi with a cup of black coffee and Deidara with a mug of hot chocolate, looking at each other. Sasori was positive Deidara hated the Uchiha's guts since they met, but Itachi was different. He had no reason to be looking at his Deidara in that predator-prey way.

“Danna,” Deidara began, noticing Sasori's face. His cheeks were still tainted red.

“Good morning Deidara,” Sasori said with a small smile.

Itachi looked at Sasori and then at Deidara. Couldn't they try to dissimulate just a little? It was breaking him inside, knowing what they had done. He had clearly listened to everything when he approached their room last night. He wasn't the kind of human to show emotions, but deep inside he knew he loved Deidara.

It was time for him to mark his territory. Sasori was sure now Itachi wanted his boy and he was going to make clear he was his and no one else's. He sat next to Deidara and opposite to Itachi and as soon as his lover took a glance at him, his snatched his face and gave him a profound kiss.

Deidara noticed Itachi standing up and leaving as his lips fervently touched Sasori's. For a fraction of seconds, he felt guilty but Sasori's lips quickly wiped it. He had no reason to feel guilty; Uchiha Itachi was someone he wanted dead.

It was a sunny day. Deidara chose to stay out of the hideout today, since there was some serious tension there. It was his day off, finally after constant missions. He chose to walk around the forest and maybe go to the village.

His mind was just too clouded. Deidara was sure he loved his danna, but why was he suddenly feeling guilty and remorseful towards the Uchiha's heartbreaking eyes. His heart was confusing him, what had he done to deserve this life.

“Deidara-san…” a childish voice called.

That voice sent chills down his spine. Just when he was trying to have a peaceful day, he came along again. How much more could destiny hate him? “H-hey T-tobi…” Deidara said awkwardly.

Just perfect, Tobi had seen him. He hated Tobi so much. His annoying voice, how hyperactive he was, the way he said his name. Everything about him caused stress.

“What are you doing here Deidara-san?” Tobi asked, but before Deidara could say anything he started talking again. “I bet you're on an Akatsuki mission!! Ohh!! Can Tobi help?! Please!! Tobi wants to show you all Tobi's good enough to be in Akatsuki!! Tobi's a good boy afterall!”

“Shut up!!” Deidara screamed. “I swear I could kill you!!”

“Deidara-san is so mean!!” Tobi started crying.

In that instant Deidara started laughing like he had never laughed before. “You are such a knucklehead Tobi,” he stated and kept on laughing.

Under his mask Tobi blushed. Never in his life had he seen Deidara laughing like that. “Deidara-san, you're scaring me.”

“Don't worry Tobi, its nothing.”

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Well I simply wanted to illustrate a little about what a semi-normal day with Deidara would be like. Having breakfast with Itachi (since it seems they are the only one normal enough who do that), if there's no mission maybe a casual walk outside while suddenly meeting the number one Akatsuki stalker and wannabe.

Also, more Akatsuki romantically involved member will appear next chappie.

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