Akatsuki Hometime

 

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Deidara bolted upright from his short lived doze at his desk. He glanced around the room only to nearly jump out of his skin as his eyes adjusted enough to see a figure in the corner. Deidara slid off the chair and landed none too gracefully on the floor, reaching quickly for his clay.

″What the fuck un?″ The figure slowly moved away from the corner. Anyone else might have been intimidated at the sight of Hiruko's hulking figure standing in their room. But since Deidara knew the man that controlled it, he was more interested in why Sasori had just been standing there for Gods know how long.

″Danna what the fuck.″ The bulk of the huge puppet shifted and shook as Sasori stepped out of it.

″If I had wanted to scare you I would have put centipedes in your bed, like Hidan did last April.″ He moved quickly to avoid being hit with the tiny clay bomb that was tossed at his head. It exploded against the wall, small amounts of rock crumbling to the floor.

″Yeah, Nagato's going to kill you."

″Shut up un, it was your fault, and you're an ass.″ Rolling his mahogany eyes, Sasori began undoing his cloak, rolling his shoulders until they cracked. Deidara picked himself up off the ground; nearly running into Sasori as he had ended up standing before him in nothing more than his black pants. Tossing the heavy cloak back onto his bed he didn't miss the stare he was receiving from Deidara.

″Miss me, Dei? I wasn't gone that long.″ The Akasuna was smirking at him in that dead sexy way and Deidara wasn't really sure if he wanted to deal with a horny Sasori tonight. Deidara blinked and closed his mouth, which he hadn't realized had been hanging open.

″Fuck you Danna un.″ He sat back down on the chair, pretending to stare intently at his drawings, having only completed a new design for another spider bomb before he'd fallen asleep. Not hearing any more snide remarks from the puppet, Deidara chanced a look upwards at his partner. Sasori had completely turned his back on him and was tinkering with something on the front of Hiruko. Deidara had been left to his own devices, at least for now.

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Itachi had planned on sleeping throughout the night, having just come back from a mission. But as the door to his room slammed open he barely had time to open his eyes before Kisame had jumped onto the bed and was lying next to him.

″Itachi-san, no one told me you were back.″ With narrowed eyes and the full intent to kill the shark laying beside him, Itachi pushed the covers back and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, facing away from the nuisance and blinking around for his shirt.

″Yes Kisame, I've been back for a whole three hours. Now go away and let me sleep.″ Kisame pulled two bottles from beside the bed, swinging them behind Itachi.

″Wanna celebrate coming home first?"

″No Kisame, I do not want to drink or do anything with you, I want to sleep.″ The only thing stopping Itachi from killing Kisame was the warning that Leader had given everyone before he left. After Sasori and Deidara had gotten into such a huge fight that it incapacitated them both for weeks, no one was allowed to mutilate, kill or maim their partners, as there were less opportunities to replace them.

″Come on Itachi-san, it'll be fine, you'll need to relax a little after that long trip."

″I said no.″ Calmly but with an underlying threat, Itachi pulled the band from around his wrist and began retying his hair into a ponytail.

″How much have you been drinking before now, Kisame?" He heard a dark chuckle and knew that leaving might be the best course of action for now. Kisame was irritating when he was drunk, and with an already insatiable sex drive - he would never take no for an answer.

His fears were confirmed when a pair of firm hands made their way around Itachi's unclothed waist, and a relatively intoxicated Kisame breathed against his neck.

"Enough to still know you want me Itachi." The raven shuddered and wriggled away from him, pushing himself off the bed and away from the fish.

"Don't start this Kisame. I'm not in the mood." Kisame continued to grin, flashing his teeth and still moving towards him.

"Well get in the mood."

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″Danna un?″ Deidara asked into the dark room, the light from the tiny window in the rock had faded a while ago. It must have been a few hours since Sasori had woken Deidara up the first time. The Akasuna slept soundly in the bed beside the desk, forcing Deidara to watch very carefully what he was doing. Getting up from the chair quietly, Deidara slid bare foot to the door and slowly pulled it open. He was honestly afraid to make any noise and wake someone up. Last time Deidara had crashed down the hallway on his way to the kitchen he had been chased around the base by three very aggravated men with weapons. Deidara still couldn't quite look at Hidan the same after that because the Jashinist slept in the nude.

The only noise around the base was the near silent sound of Deidara's feet hitting the stone floor. The hallway was awfully dark aside from the light he could see still beaming from the kitchen before him.

For some people, a mess is tolerable; and for others they completely enjoy wallowing in filth. Deidara was not one of either of those people. Standing in the doorway staring at the hurricane of a mess, the bomber growled and kicked an overly full bag of garbage in the entrance way over.

″Why am I the only sanitary person in this place un?″ Deidara stepped delicately over the overflowing garbage bags, bottles and other various broken things. He sought out the last bottle of Jones, glancing once at the bottle of vodka, but deciding against it. He was already in enough trouble as it was. As he twisted the cap off, Deidara nearly dropped the bottle once a crash from down the hallway echoed throughout the base. When nothing attacked him or crashed again he relaxed and kicked the fridge door shut behind him.

Stepping back over the debris, Deidara cautiously moved along the wall, starting back to his room. But a yelp rang down the hallway, followed by another quieter thump - this time much closer to him. Deidara stopped tried to peer through the darkness at which room he was nearest.

″Kisame and Itachi`s room un?″

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