I let out a loud, broken sounded gasp and Deidara jerks awake. "You...you said the name! Oh my god, you said it!" I push Deidara off of me and scuttle as far back in the bed as I can, my back hitting the headboard harshly. "SARAH!!"
Within seconds, said pregnant female bursts into my room. "WHO'S ASS AM I KILLING?!"
"HE SAID 'HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED' S NAME!" I screech back.
Sarah pauses, digesting this new information. Then she pales incredulously. Unlike the other dorks whom of which I live with, Sarah and I are the only ones who've completely read, and seen, every Harry Potter media out there. And we take our wizards very, very seriously. "We must prepare! Oh my god! Who knows how long it will take for them to track us down! DAMN YOU, WEASEL!" She points an accusing finger towards Itachi.
I rock back and forth on the bed, hands clamped over my eyes. "I didn't say it. They can't get me. Right? RIGHT?!"
"Babe, hmm? No one is going to get you!" Deidara pulls at my hands. When he realizes that I don't plan on releasing my face anytime soon, he sighs loudly and winds his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. "I won't let anyone touch you, yeah. I'm here, babe."
Itachi's brows furrow in confusion. "All I said is-"
"ARE YOU MAD?!" Sarah screams. "Don't say it again! You must never, ever, ever say his name! He will track you down and kill you! NEVER AGAIN, WEASEL! If I ever hear you say that name again in this house, I will wash your mouth out with soap!"
And with that, she storms from the room, grumbling something about retarded weasels.
Itachi blinks and then looks to Sasori. Sasori lifts one shoulder in a half shrug when he feels the weasel's gaze, scribbling something down in a small brown leather book. "Try asking Alice?"
"So...we're having a Halloween party, right?" I purse my lips, hope swelling up inside of my chest, making my heart race in my chest. I bounce up and down on the balls of my feet. Alice stands before me, making lunch for everyone. Today is Halloween and I already have my costume, a Deidara cosplay I've had for two years now, and so does Sarah. I figure all the Naruto characters can swap clothes or borrow leftover pieces from old costumes of mine.
I love Halloween.
Alice sighs softly and shoots me an exasperated look. "Fine. But you have to get everyone dressed up."
With Pein's help, I managed to gather everyone into the family room and explain our situation. Deidara, Hidan, Kisame, Naruto, Lee, and Gai all agreed enthusiastically. Eventually, everyone sort of broke off, discussing what and who they will be for tonight's mini-party. I dragged Deidara upstairs, giggling.
I wonder what he'll say to my costume.
"Wait here." I nudge him towards the bed and start towards the closet. "I have to show you my costume."
He chuckles. I shut the door behind me and quickly strip. Grabbing the cloak, I step into it and zip it up. But then pause, scowling. Why would I wear a cosplay cloak when the original is sitting somewhere around within the confinements of this closet. I peer around and shuffle through the rack of clothing, but find nothing. Sighing, I open the door and poke my head out.
"Where's your Akatsuki cloak?"
Deidara blinks and then narrows his eyes in suspicion. "Why, hmm?"
I let out a frustrated huff. "Because I'm going to be you for Halloween and I refuse to wear my fake cloak when I can just wear yours. Come help me. I can't find it."
Eyes widening in surprise, Deidara climbs off the bed and strolls over to the closet. I open it for him, uncaring that I'm only in my bra and underwear, and he smirks-eyes flickering over my half naked form appreciatively. Rolling my eyes, I point to the rack and he chuckles. Within seconds, my boyfriend pulls out the cloak and hands it to me. I grin and tug it on.
It's huge.
I feel like a blimp.
Pushing the huge sleeves up on my arms, not that that does anything, I turn around and reach up towards the small cabinet behind my head. I have to stretch up on my tip-toes to reach it. Upon opening it, I reveal my blonde wig-complete with headband-and my ring set. Deidara leans against the wall of the closet, watching in slight interest as I tug on the wig and turn around stretching out my arms.
"Tada!" I sing.
He makes a weird face. "That is strange and a little creepy."
I stick my tongue out at him. "I know I am."
Chuckling, he steps forward and curls his arms around my middle. He easily picks me up and spins me around-so fast that I have to hold onto my wig to make sure it doesn't decide to try out its new-found flying squirrel powers. He kisses me briefly and then sets me back down.
I grin. "I also have a ring!"
"Why don't you just wear mine, hmm?" Deidara muses, blue orbs sparkling.
I gasp. "Where is it?"
He holds out his hand. I hadn't realized that he was still wearing it. After some gentle prying, Deidara manages to tug the ring off and he sets it into my palm. It's warm and heavy-ish in my hand. I slide it onto my thumb-irritated to find that it's almost too big. Holding my hand up for inspection, I cast a narrowed look towards Deidara.
"If I loose it, we tell Pein that Hidan stole it."
"I got it!" I call happily, grabbing the bowl of candy off the coffee table near the front door. Deidara stands behind me in his vampire costume, a wide grin upon his features, and I unlock the door and open it.
And let out a loud, ear splitting shriek-which can be heard even over the loud, house rattling music Sarah is playing for the party.
"HE CAME!"
Alice rushes into the foyer, just in time to see Alex leap behind Deidara and hide behind him. Said blonde terrorist is staring at the door with a confused expression upon his face, the bowl of candy now in his hands. Alice steps forward and peers through the door.
"Awe, how cute! That's a really good Voldemort costume, kid."
