Ignorance is Bliss

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight 

The walk home was beyond quiet, and infuriating. How could he have possibly said something like that? I had always figured that since he was in the Akatsuki, Deidara would be vindictive. But, I had hoped that had only been a stereotype of some sort. 

I guess this just goes to show stereotypes had some sort of truth in them.

Really, I knew that I would forgive Deidara if he asked me to. It was never easy for me to stay mad at people. But, he hadn’t asked. And, by the looks of things, I wasn’t as so sure to think he wanted my forgiveness. Teen Dream didn’t look like an easy person to get along with. And, by all means, he was stubborn. 

I sighed, rubbing my left eye. I guess I could have always waited to pick a fight with him until after all the bags were home. As always, I hadn’t been thinking. And, right now, that ninja strength of his sure as hell would have been helpful. 

“Do you need help?” I jumped at the sound of his voice, not expecting anyone else to be here with me. I had been too caught up in my thoughts to notice the other person, meaning I hadn’t had enough time to hide. Lovely. Now, Bliss had to socialize. 

I sized the boy up, deciding whether or not to take him up on his offer. His black suit covered him head from toe, clinging to his well-defined body like a second skin. And, by all means, he was muscular. But, other than that, he seemed harmless enough. Even with his ridiculous orange mask. 

“Tobi’s a good boy.”

I curiously cocked my head to the side, a slight smile playing along my lips. 

“Tobi? Is that your name?”

He nodded, taking a few bags from my arms. In the way he moved, it would seem as if he were almost sheepish. The way he talked, childlike. It was almost refreshing to be around a more innocent person. 

His personality was so beyond different from Deidara’s- it was nice. I’m not around people enough to say that this boy, Tobi, was different. But, I just had a feeling that he was special. Aside from his obscene mask, of course. 

“So…Tobi, what were you doing? You really don’t have to help me.”

“Tobi wasn’t doing anything. Tobi saw a pretty lady needed help, so Tobi helped her. Tobi is a good boy.” I felt my cheeks rise with heat, as I bent my head to hide my face from the presumably innocent boy. That was the first time anyone has called me pretty. 

Whenever we reached my house, I awkwardly shuffled in, telling him to just set everything on the table. But, he insisted he’d help me put everything away. 

“Whose are these?” he asked, pulling up a bag of clothes, “Tobi doesn’t think pretty lady could fit into these.”

I scowled at the bag, wishing more than anything that I could set them aflame with just my eyes. But, being that I was nothing special- and certainly not a ninja- nothing like that happened. So, instead, I took the bag and threw it on the ground. And, after a moment’s hesitation, childishly kicked it into a corner. 

“Let’s not worry about that, okay? I’m sure they won’t be used, anyways.”

The subject was immediately dropped, and Tobi happily talked with me. He was like a little brother you could never get rid of. But, really, I didn’t want him to leave. 

And, when he finally did, the sun had started setting. 

“Are you sure you want to leave, now? I could find you somewhere to sleep, really- it’d be no problem.” Tobi giggled, placing his hands over the spot I assumed his mouth to be. I could only wonder what his smile looked like, or even his face. But, I thought better of asking, guessing it’d be rude. 

“Tobi has to go home. Don’t worry, Tobi will be safe.” I frowned, knowing there was nothing I could do to change his mind. In all truths, I knew I was just being selfish. Tobi was the only person capable of keeping my mind off of things. 

His endless chatter and giggling left no room for negative things to seep into my mind. Meaning, Deidara had been forgotten in the short time the boy was here. And, when he was gone, I started to feel lonely. 

What if I never saw him, again? I paused, picking up the bag of clothes that I had so carelessly thrown across the room. What if I never saw Deidara, again? And, all because I couldn’t keep my stupid mouth shut. 

I tenderly held the bag to my chest, walking to my room. After taking a quick shower, I noticed my bed still smelled like the blonde. And, at the end of my bed still sat the ripped, bloodied remains of his Akatsuki cloak. 

Maybe he’d come back for it? I huffed, throwing myself back on the bed, and bringing the blanket over my head. 

Who even cares if he does? He has Mei to keep him company, now. 

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Asdfghjkl;’ I’m sorry if this chapter is short :s lol. Who am I kidding- all of my chapters are short. Annnnywwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaays, sorry for my long absence o: I had to evacuate for Hurricane Isaac blah blah went to grandma’s blah they didn’t have internet so I stayed in the back room crying. 

But, seeing as I don’t have school tomorrow (Labor Day~!), maybe you’ll get another upload. Maybe. 

Happy Readings~!