"Wake up, sleepyhead."
My eyes slowly opened, staring into another pair of bright blue eyes. Lips parting, a yawn escaped my mouth as I rubbed my eyes with gentle fists. Deidara only chuckled, moving pieces of hair from my face. He assisted me to sit up, my fingers instantly running through my hair to fix it.
It was always messy when I awoke, yet that was normal. Fixing my hair up the way I normally wore it was much more difficult than one would assume. My hair was one of my most prized features, and it was the same for Deidara. Despite myself being very young, I could even faintly remember the obsession our parents had had with their hair.
Deidara's was fixed up just as we normally wore it, telling me he'd already taken care of his. The blonde reached to the side, grabbing a brush as I pulled out the pony tail. He gently ran the brush through my long, blonde locks, pulling the tangles out with each stroke. His hand reached forward to take the elastic before a small amount of my hair was pulled upwards and put up as usual.
"Hurry up, brats." A voice mumbled from the entrance.
My head turned to see the familiar red hair of Sasori. He was glaring at the both of us, a very annoyed aura seeming to radiate off of him. He hated to be kept waiting. My brother and I each stood, quickly shoving the few unpacked things into our bags and dragging our things from the tent.
Sasori then went beginning to pull out the pegs and take it down as myself and my brother began to place our two bags next to Sasori's. Daichi's things were piled high, my brother letting out a groan. He had no desire to carry all the items again, but there wasn't much of a choice. Besides, he wouldn't let me help after what happened yesterday.
But then I came up with something we hadn't thought of the day before. Explaining my idea to Deidara, he agreed as the two of us began to reach into our clay pouches to make a bird each. Although these birds were designed slightly differently.
They grew in size, and the two of us quickly dug through Daichi's things searching for a particular item. We each found it around the same time, yanking it out and shutting the bags. Deidara went to take care of his bird and myself to my own.
I carefully tied the corners of the sheets onto the bird, using some extra clay to strengthen it and to make sure it wouldn't fall unless myself of my brother were to loosen it. Deidara did the same, each of us creating a little carrier for the birds to carry so there wasn't as much stuff.
Sasori approached, shoving the tent into his own bag, before turning and catching on to our idea. He began to assist as well, piling things into the little sections. The birds soon filled up, several things leftover that did not fit. Even so, it wasn't much. Definitely little enough for Daichi to carry on his own.
When the man finally walked out of his tent, being woken by Sasori almost an hour ago, all ready for the journey, he looked in surprise towards the two birds. Immediately he scowled, as the male had wanted Sasori and Deidara occupied as like yesterday. Unfortunately for him, I had no desire for the same thing.We soon got moving, and unhappy Daichi carrying each of his things. Yet, I couldn't help but notice the devious smirk on his face. There was something up, I knew it. I immediately felt nervous, wondering what he could be planning. After all, I didn't know what he was capable of.
Sasori walked on one side of me and Deidara the other, both sensing my discomfort as I kept receiving worried glances. Yet neither said anything, and this I did not know the reason to. My brother always wanted to know, and Sasori had learned soon after we first became a couple to ask me if I was okay whilst still sounding as if he hated me.
Although, both of them seemed slightly uneasy as well. So apparently it wasn't just me, they sensed something bad was going to happen as well. Although out of the three of it, it seemed Sasori was the one to have sensed something first.
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An Eternal Explosion
FanfictionSasori and I were like water and a heated stove top. Everytime we got with 5 meters with each other, we'd end up screaming back and forth about something that didn't even matter. Everything he said always seemed to make the water boil more and more...