I Miss You? | By : Hushnet Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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~chika~chika~chika Itachi groaned at the press vans stationed outside the gallery. Konan patted him on the back and shoved him out of the open passenger door. "I'll park the car hun, you feed the hounds." Itachi smoothed out his suit and walked up the steps to the wide open doors of the art gallery. He saw no sign of Sasori or Deidara, but assumed they must be addressing someone about something art-based or other. Itachi cringed, there was one news camera creeping towards him, with the mandatory annoying-bitch attached to a microphone coming with it. "Itachi-san! How do you think supporting the gallery and museum will effect Uchiha Enterprises in the coming fiscal year?" He never understood why they had to yell at him like he was deaf. Itachi wanted nothing more than to tell the little pink haired slut to shut her smug face, but he put on a small smile and addresses the girl directly. 'No one in my employ would get away with a skirt that short at work…' "Sakura-chan, nice to see you again. Uchiha Enterprises plans to help this monument of culture and creativity expand and develop, though it has been a rough year for Uchiha Enterprises, as well as many other companies. But we are steadily climbing back up into the higher markets with force. You won't see us going anywhere anytime." And with that he nodded at the camera and ignored any other stupid questions pinky wanted to ask him, like the last one which got him. 'When do you intend on getting married Itachi-san!' Now he glanced around the room, partly waiting for Konan, mostly looking for Deidara. ~chika~chika~chika~ Deidara was tired of being dragged around by Sasori, but he knew that if Sasori was waiting for Itachi to show up as their sponsor. He wanted Itachi to see them together so he wouldn't get any ideas. "Danna, there's a lady over there waving at me. She might want to buy un." "That's Suyami Hanna, let's go talk to her." Deidara huffed and followed Sasori over to the woman examining another animal sculpture that Deidara had created two weeks before. "Sasori-sensei, how're you!" The unfamiliar older women shook Sasori's hand roughly and exclaimed about the sculpture and how she just /HAD/ to have it. Her yellow dress did not compliment her funny-looking straw hat. Deidara couldn't believe people sometimes, they weren't appreciating the art; they were appreciating how it would look to their guests when they had dinner parties. They want to be explained a meaning about the piece because they can't come up with a reason as to why it would relate to them. The particular one she wanted was of a rabbit, a perky rabbit with one ear up and one ear flopping forwards. He had the adjacent paw in the air and the other at his side. The rabbit itself held no specific meaning to Deidara, because the art wasn't meant to last in the first place… "And this must be Deidara, the mastermind! How are you?" He felt Sasori watching him closely. "Great, I'm assuming you're one of Sasori's students un?" She nodded and giggled, touching Deidara's arm lightly. He cringed, "I know it seems funny for an old woman like me to be learning to paint, but it's always been something I wanted to learn, and Sasori's paintings are just so beautiful. Your sculpting talents however are remarkable. I haven't seen anything else like this before!" Deidara felt a slight triumph over Sasori. He took great pride in his art, "Why thank you Hanna-chan, if you're interested in the piece, the list price is $600, but you can mark it down for a student of yours, right Sasori?" Sasori's eyes went wide, but it was too late. Hanna's eyes lit up and he smiled at her, grabbing his receipt book out of his pocket. "Absolutely." Deidara touched Sasori's arm lightly and made sure Hanna could hear him, all of this was a game, and Deidara was getting tired of it. "I'm going to go and check on the others, make sure everything is going alright un. Thank you very much Hanna-chan!" He knew Sasori wouldn't make him stay; he would only embarrass himself doing so. Sasori's hazel eyes narrowed and he pulled the smaller man close. "That's fine Dei, we'll talk later." The last half was said with venom and he glared hatefully as Sasori kissed him. "I love you." Deidara began walking away from the red-head and Hanna. This game was making him sick to his stomach. "Un…" He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, hoping Sasori wasn't watching him. ~chika~chika~chika~ Itachi scanned the groups of people again for any sign of Deidara, the last thing he wanted to find out was that both Sasori /and/ Deidara weren't here, as he hadn't seen the Akasuna yet either. He was just beginning to worry now. "Itachi, relax, you look like your head's going to explode." Konan handed him another glass of wine and chugged the rest of hers. That must have been the third. "Konan I can't have you getting drunk at another function." She coughed and placed the glass on the refreshments table, wobbling a little. She fluffed her hair up and glanced around. "Alright, we've talked to the press, the newspaper, the magazine. Last stop is the owner; we need to either find Sasori or Kakuzu, even if he only owns the museum." Itachi nodded half-heartedly. He just wanted to find Deidara. The knot in his stomach unclenched when the blonde man completely by-passed them and grabbed a glass of wine. Itachi was amazed he hadn't noticed him; Deidara was either very preoccupied with something else or didn't want to see him. But when the blonde turned around his eyes went wide and his frowning face started smiling that wicked smile of his. He put the wine down and ran to hug Itachi. Trying to continue with his image, Itachi remained still as Deidara hugged him. "I'm so glad you're here Itachi un! Konan!" Konan giggled and hugged Deidara with as much ferocity. "Missed you Deidara, how're you?" Deidara grinned sheepishly, but Itachi knew it was a lie. "I'm doing okay, haven't seen you guys in forever un!" Itachi continued to frown, but a nearly drunk Konan wasn't about to start watching what she said now. "No, well not since you started dating Sasori." Itachi closed his eyes, trying to ignore that she had said that. Deidara's smile faltered a little, but he kept it up. "Yeah… But that doesn't matter un. You're here now." Itachi glanced around the room again, just waiting for Sasori Akasuna to appear and steal the blonde away. Deidara picked up his wine again and sloshed it around. "How annoying un, Sasori wouldn't let us stock beer. Said it wasn't 'cultured' enough, pffft." Deidara's voice held so much distain Itachi thought that he would see Sasori's head explode from wherever he was in the large room. Itachi smiled a little at that thought. Deidara then gazed up at Itachi, not in an adoring way, just gazing. Itachi shuffled a little and took a sip of his wine, looking away from the blonde. Konan looked from Itachi to Deidara and then back. "Alright well, Itachi, I'm going to go talk to the mayor, you and Deidara should catch up." She quickly took out her blackberry and began typing as she walked away. Itachi fully expected the buzz from his own that followed. 'TALK TO HIM! YOU ASS!' Itachi laughed a little and put the phone back into his pocket. "What'd she say un?" Deidara smirked and moved closer to Itachi, it was hard to have a conversation with someone from six metres away. Itachi smiled down at him, trying not to get caught up in those blue eyes. "Just that she hates her job, I think I should fire her." He heard an exasperated huff somewhere beside them and shook his head, attempting not to laugh out loud. But his attentions turned to Deidara. "So what have you been up to?" Deidara took another gulp of wine and shrugged again. He was going to ignore ignore ignore. The blonde was all too sure he had made a mistake talking to the Uchiha last night. "Just doing my art un, nothing much really happens these days." Itachi continued to sneak a glance for Sasori. He didn't need to cause a fight at an event like this. "I heard you haven't been out much lately." Deidara looked down and swirled the wine in the glass. Shuffling his converse shoes from side to side, Deidara heard someone address Sasori a ways behind him and put the glass down immediately. Itachi watched the look of panic on his face and got the message, without another word he pulled out his phone and called Konan, walking away from the blonde. ~chika~chika~chika~ "Deidara I think it's time we left, Zetsu and Tobi can take it from here." Sasori sounded almost bored, which was shocking for him. He loved his little events. Deidara blinked at him and then glanced over at where Itachi was previously standing "Danna shouldn't we talk to the sponsors un?" Sasori snorted and continued to hold Deidara's arm. "No, I already spoke to Konan for as long as I deemed necessary. Let's. Go." Deidara sighed and followed Sasori out. Checking back only once for Itachi. ~chika~chika~chika~
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