Sweet Thing | By : Clutterbilly67 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1433 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Someone nudged my arm as I buried my face further in the pillow. It was too hard to get up. "Deidara you have to go," Itachi said urgently in my ear. Something in his voice pulled at me to wake up faster than I normally would.
The light from the lamp blinded me as I gazed dazedly up at Itachi. He was already dressed again, much to my disappointment. "What's up?" I asked, not sure what was going on.
"You have to leave," Itachi repeated. He bent down, picked up my clothes, and handed them to me. I sat there with a hand full of clothes, feeling completely and utterly bewildered. I slowly pulled my shirt over my head, watching as Itachi straightened up his room. He was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. I got out of bed slowly. My backside hurt like a son of a bitch. I put my hand on my lower back, massaging the sore muscles; Itachi tried to usher me to go faster as I stood up and grabbed my bag.
"Sometime this year Deidara."
"What's wrong?" I asked as he continued to push me out the door.
"My parents are coming home and I haven't even picked up Sasuke from Naruto's." Itachi let out a long sigh. "And you're going to have to get a ride home." I blinked a few times. His words barely penetrated my brain as we walked through the living room and as I was tossed in the cold night air. Wind struck my skin like a bunch of tiny needles. All the warmth from earlier left my body as soon as I opened my eyes. It was hard to believe that Itachi and I just made love. The cold continued to seep in my bones. I stood there in the middle of Itachi's driveway, not sure what to do. I can't believe he's serious about kicking me out.
"You can't drive me?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't. Believe me when I say I'm sorry." Itachi reached in his pocket and pulled out his car keys. He grabbed my hands and kissed them. "I'm sorry." He turned to his car, opened the door, and slid in.
My heart thundered in my chest. He started the car, briefly glanced at me, and then was gone. His tail lights faded in the darkness, swallowing his car, leaving me alone in front of his house with no way to get home.
There was one way to get home, but he probably wouldn't want to come and get me. I huffed, giving in. I wasn't going to stand in Itachi's driveway all night long. I reached in my pocket, pulled out my cell phone, and dialed Sasori's number. While the phone rang I crossed my fingers that he would pick up. And much to my relief, he did.
"What?" Sasori asked, his voice wrapped with anger.
"I need a ride."
"You what? I thought Itachi was bringing you back to your house."
"Not exactly." I shivered as the wind whipped my hair around, blowing it in my eyes.
"What does that mean?"
"Well…"
"Deidara!" Sasori seethed on the other end of the phone. I held the phone away from my ear. I knew he would be upset, but not like this. If I tell him the whole story he'll be pissed. Not that I'm not. I want to kick Itachi's ass right now. The anger boiled my blood, bringing back some much-needed warmth.
"Itachi left me out in the cold after we…" I took a deep breath. This was going to send Sasori over the edge. "After we slept together," I mumbled as fast as I could.
"I'm on my way." Sasori hung up before I had the chance to say anything else.
I bounced on the balls of my feet while I waited for Sasori. I leaned my head back and gazed at the stars with my arms wrapped tightly around myself, my bag at my feet. I waited for about five or ten minutes when I saw the lights of Sasori's truck.
Comfort flooded my system as he pulled in the driveway and honked at me to get in the truck. I ran and jumped in the passenger side.
"Thank you so much for coming to get me," I said, putting my hands in front of the vents to warm them. Sasori only nodded. He pulled out of the driveway and headed back to our houses.
I didn't try to make any noise, knowing it would only anger Sasori more. We finally made it home, and I found it was only ten.
I started to get out of the truck when Sasori's voice stopped me. "You slept with him?"
A crimson blush filled my cheeks. "Yes," I rasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry.
"And then he left you?"
"Yeah." The more Sasori questioned me, the more my insides twisted with anger. It was like a snake wrapped around them and tightened its grip the longer I thought about it. The anger didn't have a chance to appear when Itachi was kicking me out. I was too stunned. Now that I have time to process everything, it made me see red.
"Now what?" Sasori glanced at me. He still hadn't taken off his seat belt or turned off the truck. All his fury with me must've drained during the ride over.
"How about a game of Final Fantasy or Call of Duty?" I asked smirking when Sasori's eyes widened.
"You're on. This time we're playing at my house."
"Sounds good to me." We rushed out of the truck. Sasori set up everything for Call of Duty while I leaned against his bed.
Emptiness is all I felt. Itachi kicked me out on my ass. I know he had stuff to do, but did he have to treat me like that?
"Hey Sasori," I called.
"Yeah?"
"Can I stay the night?"
I looked up at Sasori; he studied me for a few seconds then nodded his head. "Of course." He handed me a controller and we started the game. "You know we have to talk about it sometime soon."
"I know, but now let's just play." The game sucked me in, and that's all I knew for the next few hours.
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