All These Things I Hate: Deidara Love Story

Chapter 6

When Deidara and I finally reached the base, we hurried in. It was eerily silent and I smiled to myself. I could now sleep in my bed. I could lock myself away from Deidara. And I could paint without worrying about him taking my supplies.

"So...uh we're here. We made it."

I nod. "Yeah, we did. Thanks for cooperating, Deidara. So, I guess I'll see you later!" I say, making my way to my room. I opened the door and closed it behind me, plopping down on the bed lazily. Wow, it was so comfortable compared to that lame sleeping bag. I mentally cheered to myself and took out my easel and a brand new canvas. It was time to paint my feelings.

About 2 hours later, I had finally finished and refined my painting: a beautiful, vibrant abstract saturated with shapes and lines. I hurriedly stood up and rushed out of my room. I had sat at the easel so long painting that I hadn't taken a bathroom break. Now I suddenly felt it as if a rhinoceros was charging at my bladder. I squealed and ran to the bathroom, shutting the door and using the bathroom. When I was done, I washed my hands, but I got distracted. The shower. I kept my eye on it, debating on whether or not I should give in to my desire: a hot, relaxing shower. I finally caved and stripped down, stepping into the shower and turning the hot water on. It felt so nice--especially compared to the freezing cold creek water Konan and I had bathed in the previous night. I let the hot water run down my body for a while before I finally bathed and then turned the water off, wrapping myself in a towel. Humming to myself, I opened the bathroom door and stepped to my room, throwing on a t-shirt and some shorts. It was so nice to be back. I heard my stomach growling and smiled, making my way to the kitchen. I could eat some real food this time. I searched through the refrigerator, digging out the ingredients to concoct an amazing meal. After I retrieved all the ingredients, I began cooking my specialty-penne noodles with white Alfredo sauce, Parmesan cheese, chicken, and other seasonings to taste. As I prepared my lunch, I could hear a commotion coming from the hallway, probably from Deidara's room. I chuckle silently and remembered I had to force him to tell me why his tone was so pitiful earlier on the clay bird. After simmering the sauce to thicken it and draining the boiled noodles, I made myself a plate and sat at the bar, slowly eating my lunch and savoring the taste.

Suddenly, Deidara emerged from his room, rushing into the kitchen. "You made lunch?!"

I chuckle and say matter-of-factly, "Yeah, for me."

He frowns. "But there's so much left! And it smells delicious! Won't you share with me?"

"Why should I? I just slaved over that stove for almost an hour! And I'm sooo hungry!" I whine, knowing I made some for him as well, but it was fun to give him shit.

"You're not gonna eat ALL of that," he says.

I laugh. "Yeah, go ahead. I was just playing around."

He makes himself a plate, blushing unbeknownst to me. He sat down next to me with his plate and began eating.

I watched him out of the corner of my eye, eating slowly. He was so handsome. It was so terribly obvious to me now.

Deidara felt me staring at him and glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. I quickly pretended to be engrossed in my food, poking the penne pasta with my fork and eating it. "Akemi..?"

I looked toward him. "Yes, Deidara?"

He examined my face, gently wiping the corner of my lips with his thumb.

I blushed bright red. "Wh-what are you doing?"

He holds up his hands in surrender. "Sorry! You had some sauce on your face!"

I felt so stupid and embarrassed. I was reading into his actions too much. What the hell was wrong with me? "Oh...right. Sorry, Deidara," I said.

"It's fine." He finished his food and stood up to wash his plate and fork. He was about to return to his room.

"Wait...Deidara?"

He stops and turns to me. "Yes, Akemi?"

I walked to the sink and began washing my plate and fork as well. "What was wrong earlier?" I asked, wondering what expressions were on his face now.

He was silent. I thought he had walked away until he spoke. "What are you talking about?"

"You..." I attempted to word it in my head. 'Acted strange. Acted pitiful. Acted sad. Asked weird questions suddenly that confused me.' I took a breath. "You seemed different."

He was quiet again. "Different how?"

I blushed. "You asked weird questions randomly and avoided my questions." I grabbed plastic Tupperware and began putting the food up to be stored. The dirty pans were now being tended to and cleaned spotless as I waited for his answer.

"I don't have to explain myself, Akemi. Especially not to you." After that, I guess, he walked off.

I sighed. Back to the normal routine of hating each other I guess. I finished cleaning the dishes and was off to my room. Time to get some real sleep. Maybe the rest of the Akatsuki would be back when I woke, and I wouldn't have endure Deidara's mood swings. I hurried to my room and closed the door, hopping in bed and easily falling asleep.

~{Thank you to Tigzy435!! It was your dedication to me and story that kickstarted my ideas!! Everyone should read her stories! Her characters are so well-developed!! Also thank you to everyone else who commented, urging me to update! I needed that! 😂}~