~Chapter 33~
~Perving~
~3RD Person POV~
"DEIDARA!! I'll fucking kill you!"
All the Akatsuki members in the living room (which was everyone except Pain, Konan and Zetsu) looked at each other before bolting towards where Daseki was screaming.
"I'm sorry, un!!" Deidara yelped, dodging one of Daseki's bombs.
"Lies!" Daseki snapped, holding her towel securely to her body. Deidara has just been caught perving on the redhead while she was taking a shower.
"Stop trying to kill me, yeah!" Deidara whined, jumping to the side as another bomb went his way.
"Why the fuck would I do that?!"
"Because you love me, hmm~!" He cooed. Daseki's eye twitched and she threw another bomb at him, this time connecting a chakra string so it followed him.
"Shit, un!" He yelped, jumping up onto the wall with chakra on his feet and started running away. That's when all the Akatsuki came around the corner.
Hidan instantly burst out laughing along with Kisame, bending over to clutch their stomachs. Sasori's eye twitched, thinking about countless ways to kill the blonde.
The others just stared at them in amusement when Daseki's bomb finally exploded.
"Fuck!" Deidara yelped, grabbing at his burnt arm.
He pouted over at Daseki who was looking satisfied but still pissed. "I don't see why you're so mad. You have nothing to be ashamed of, un." He wiggled his eyebrows, a perverted smile forming on his lips. Daseki blushed before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to control the urge to scream at the retard.
"I'm going to murder you." She growled, eyes opening with a bloodthirsty glint.
"Alright, time to intervene." Kakuzu muttered, walking over to Daseki and throwing her over his shoulder, carefully making sure her towel stayed in place.
"Let me go Kakuzu! I'm gonna kill him! I thought you'd like that! Come on, man!! I'll give you some money!!" Daseki continued to try and bargain with the masked ninja, trying to struggle out of his grasp while he headed towards the living room.
"Awh...." Hidan whined. "Kakuzu! You bastard, let her fucking kill Deidara-chan!"
"Fuck you, un." Deidara grumbled, sitting on the hallway floor and inspecting his burnt arm.
Hidan rolled his eyes, walking back towards the living room with the others. Everyone else followed except for Sasori who had his arms crossed and his eyes closed.
"Deidara...." Sasori muttered. The blonde looked up, surprised Sasori had stayed but then gulped at his tone.
"Heh....Sasori-danna....I can explain- shit!!" Deidara made a handsign, disappearing in a poof before the poisoned senbon could touch him.
~Daseki's POV~
"Motherfucker." I grumbled, appearing in my room to escape Kakuzu's glare. I sighed, going over to my desk and grabbed my brush, starting to untangle the few knots I had.
'I can't believe Deidara would- actually, no, I CAN believe he'd do that, the dumbass. Next time I see him I'll-' I cut off my thoughts as there was suddenly a poof and I glanced over my shoulder to see none other than the dumbass himself.
"Are you really stupid enough to come to my room after what you just did?" I hissed. He looked over at me, taking in the fact that I was still in my towel. 'Damn, should've changed first before I brushed my hair.'
"Sorry, un. Sasori-danna scares me more." He eyed the entrance to my burrow warily while I sweatdropped, shaking my head. My anger had slowly begun to diminish but I still wanted to punch the idiot.
"Get out, stupid."
He pouted, letting out a whine. "But Dasekiiiii! He'll kill me, un!"
"And you think I won't?" I growled.
"Nope! 'Cause if you wanted to kill me, I'd be dead already, yeah."
I sweatdropped, deciding to ignore that and set down my brush, pulling my hair up into a ponytail.
"Besides, who else would get you hot and bothered if I was dead, hmm?"
"Uh, dude? You don't in the first place." I deadpanned. He sweatdropped, walking over to me with a smirk slowly growing on his face.
"You sure about that, yeah?" He questioned, his lips skimming against my ear as he whispered in it.
"Yup." I replied, tightening the towel around me while I eyed the blonde warily. There was no telling what the pervert would do.
He looked down at me, eyes lingering on where my boobs were hidden under the towel. "I don't see why you still have that on. I've already seen everything, yeah."
My eye twitched and I banged my fist against the top of his head, causing him to yelp, his hands covering the spot. He looked at me with rivers of tears going down his eyes. "You're so abusive, un! First my arm now my head, yeah!"
I rose an eyebrow, glancing at his arm to see that his right one was pink and puckered, no doubt having been burnt in that last bomb I sent at the dumbass.
"Your fault for being stupid." I shrugged while he pouted, his arms curling around my shoulders. I let out a growl, scowling as I was forcefully tugged into his chest, my face pressed against his shirt.
"What the f-UCK!" I yelped, my arms wrapping around him tightly. He had located that spot on my back with his hand again.
"Jackass...." I hissed, whimpers escaping my lips as I tried to hold back a moan.
"You enjoy it, yeah." Was his only response while I felt his free hand trailing down my side until he got to the edge of the towel at my mid-thigh. My eyes widened and I went to stop him but was stopped by his hand biting my back again and I had to bite my tongue to stop any noises escaping.
"Hm....? What was that?" Deidara asked teasingly, his hand slipping under the towel.
"Stop- what the hell are you doing?!" I yelped, twitching as his hand stopped an inch away from my private parts, his hand starting to lick and bite at my skin.
"Payback, un. This is for being a tease on our mission, hmm." He whispered in my ear.
I groaned, wishing I could slap him but my arms were curled tightly around his neck and were refusing to let go.
"Who can't get you hot and bothered again, yeah?" He whispered seductively before disappearing. My eyes widened and I stumbled slightly, looking around.
My eyes narrowed and I growled, kicking the wall which he had pressed me against at some point and quickly got dressed in some black shorts going to my knees and a navy tank top.
I noticed that there was also a hickey on the inside of my thigh now, stupid bastard. With a sigh I grabbed my Akatsuki cloak, shrugging it on before transporting myself to the kitchen. Kisame was there and he glanced over at me before holding up the tub of blue ice cream he was eating.
"Want some?"
I nodded, grabbing a spoon from the drawer before sitting across from him, the ice cream set between us.
"So, Sasori wants to kill Deidara." Kisame said casually.
"Good." I muttered, grabbing another spoonful of the ice cream. Kisame just chuckled, shaking his head.
"You two just need to get together already."
"So, are you and Itachi official?" Was my reply, causing the fish to glare at me.
"Shut up. We're talking about you here."
I shrugged, pointing my spoon at him with a serious look. "You don't know what goes on behind closed doors, Kisa-chan."
His eye twitched at the nickname while he grunted. "And I don't WANT to know the details. I'll stick to my own sex life."
"Mm....the Weasel and the Shark....that'd make a good title for the video I filmed...." I said to myself, causing Kisame's eyes to widen.
"You didn't."
I smirked deviously, keeping silent. His voice blanched and he bolted from his chair, no doubt heading for his room. I laughed quietly, grabbing the tub of ice cream and my spoon before quickly following.
His door was slammed open and I skipped inside the room happily, watching as he started ripping the room apart. Itachi was over on his bed, leaning up from the mattress with sleep filled eyes. He had no doubt been taking a nap.
When I entered the room he glanced over at me in confusion and I grinned, going to answer but I closed my mouth, dodging the shoe that was aimed for my head. I glanced over at Kisame with a frown, seeing him glaring warningly beside his desk on all fours.
"Don't even think about it."
I rolled my eyes, sitting in the desk chair.
"Why, Kisa-chan? You scared?" He just grunted, continuing to rip apart the room while Itachi rubbed at his eyes.
"What's going on?" He sighed.
"I hid a-" I cut off as another shoe was thrown at me. I rolled my eyes, taking a bite of the ice cream while Kisame glared daggers at me.
"Shut up!" He snapped. I rolled my eyes, glancing over at Itachi.
"He's so agressive." I smirked at my underlying meaning and Itachi stared at me with an eye twitch.
"How would you know?" A grin stretched over my lips and I let out a snicker, going to answer but Kisame's hand covered my mouth. He was blushing as he looked over at the weasel sheepishly.
"She doesn't."
My eye twitched and I bit his hand, causing him to yelp and pull away. "Its 'cause I hid a camera in here!" I said quickly before the fish could stop me.
Itachi's face blanched and his eyes slowly skimmed over to Kisame. The shark boy just turned back to ripping apart the room while I snickered.
"You won't find it, dude. I already took the cameras out." He snapped his head around to glare at me and I smirked deviously, making a handsign. I disappeared right as he launched himself at me, my laugh echoing behind.