Burden (Obito x Deidara) (TobiDei)

Disappearance

Deidara pressed himself onto me to restrain me from further pushing him, his hands now red and warm from all the pushing he did. The weight of himself wasn't enough to make me weak, but it made it more difficult to push forward.

"You fucking asshol-"

All of a sudden my fist started hurting, a painful moan left my lips as I quickly pulled my hand back, the sharp pain followed by the dripping of blood. I looked and noticed that Deidara had pulled back my hand and in a flash, he had opened his palm to allow the mouth on it to bite me, wounding my skin. "Ah..shit," I said as I pulled back my arm, Deidara's weight still on me.

"What happened to not hurting me?" I asked, still wincing in pain. "You...forced me.." Deidara said under his breath, as I continued to grip my bleeding hand. I cursed under my breath as I grabbed a piece of cloth in the closet, pressing it against my wound. Deidara fell off as I grabbed the cloth, he looked exhausted himself. "Let me go do my fucking job.." I said to him as I gripped onto the blood-stained cloth. He looked back at me, his eyes no longer angry. The short silence was then interrupted by Deidara standing up, before walking towards the closet door.

"As I said, I just wanted to thank you..so, I'm done with my part here"

"Where will you go?" I asked, looking up from my bleeding arm. "Why is that important?" He asked, looking back, his hair all messed up now from the previous fight. "You won't find me anyway," He said confidently, a small smirk forming on his face.

I stayed silent as I didn't know what to reply. I'm merely letting him escape only because he is completely harmless, aside from the biting on my hand. In his data, it shows that he was caught merely for stealing a forbidden jutsu and performing it on himself, but looking at this young boy, I know he intends nothing more than to use it for his own personal gain to escape the village. The ritual to obtain the forbidden jutsu was said to be difficult, I wonder what he went through. "You walk without any sound, you know certain assassination tactics...I can tell based on your movements...and you carry benefits based on the way you look" I said, before continuing on, feeling a little embarrassed admitting the last part.

"You were your village's prized assassin, weren't you?" I asked, looking up at now at frozen, shocked Deidara.

He slowly nodded and he looked back at me, his eyes questioning the information I know. But his eyes calmed down a little as he noticed how helpless I was.

"So, why did you do it?" I asked, referring to his forbidden jutsu. He stayed silent, but he looked as if he almost wanted to confess his reasons to me. 

His eyes almost pleading to let go of the burden that he holds so dear to his heart. His lips trembled a little before he gave it a soft bite, almost ensuring a stop to the slip out of his confession. The air felt dense for a moment before he managed to calm himself and his expression returned back to how it looked before. I looked at the palm of his hands, the formation of physical attributes due to a forbidden jutsu is insanely painful. He must've been taken away while he was hurting hence why he couldn't fight back. A small thud was heard as he fell to his knees. Deidara sat down now, in front of the closet door. The grip of his hands tightened as I saw his veins line up against his porcelain skin, but with his head facing the other way, I am unable to see his expression. "I can't answer that," he said simply, before getting up and finally opening the closet door as a breeze of wind flowed in.

The cold air of the night hits my face as we have been stuck in the closet for about 10 minutes now. The suffocation of the heat was now replaced with the night's cold breeze, almost welcoming oxygen once again into my lungs once again. "I have to go," He said quietly as I stood up, he stood by the open window and looked back. I walked out after him, acknowledging the silence of the house, the echoes of our previous fight must've been loud and clear for anyone to hear.

"I'll find you if you commit murder or use your power for your own personal gain," I said, making sure he acknowledges that I am still a cop, it is still my job to monitor and control people like him. I will still try to stop him and with all my might, it is my job to restrain individuals like him. He looked back and chuckled, looking confident. "We will see.." he said as he walked toward me. The grip on my hand tightened, as he tipped on his toes, ensuring our height is now the same. In a swift motion, he pecked my lips. His soft warm lips now against mine, I felt a jolt of electricity run up my spine. Leaving me completely surprised. I was too stunned to move, too stunned to do anything. My heart rate probably hiked up a bit as well.

What is this?

It was a short kiss, but I know my mind registered it as longer than expected. His hand gripped onto my skin as I slightly opened my eyes, to see his slightly peaking at me as well. His face was red, from either embarrassment or anger. He pulled away and I almost pulled him back to me again, but I held in the urge as it seems like it wasn't the right thing to do. 

"Thank you for being nice to me.." he said under his breath before, in an instant, he disappeared. I open my eyes to sense only my presence in the room, only leaving traces of his touch against my skin, and the traces of his lips against mine. I quickly moved forward, my upper body now stuck outside of the window, my eyes looking for him. 

There I was, in my room. Alone. My right hand reached up to my lips, brushing against them to make sure I wasn't dreaming. My lips were slightly wet, I guess I really wasn't. 

My first kiss was taken away by an enemy. I don't know how to feel.

I don't particularly hate it either.