Because He was Drunk

Part 1

Kisame approached Deidara in the halls of their college school. He looked extremely excited. Deidara knew that probably didn't mean anything good. Kisame was his friend, but his ideals of fun were normally weird shark facts.

Deidara listened carefully as the man explained what was going on that made him so happy. "You'll never believe it! Kakuzu invited us to his frat party! It's tonight!" He yelled happily. This news did make his ears perk. "You mean it?!" Deidara squealed happily. "Yeah! Go get ready! All you do in your last hour is draw anyways!" Kisame laughed. Deidara glared.

"I do more than simply draw, Shark breath..." He mumbled as he turned away to leave the building. He entered his apartment that he shared with his boyfriend nervously. "Hey, Itachi..." Deidara mumbled. Itachi's head spun around nonchalantly. "What...?" He growled. Deidara knew that meant he was already angry. "Hey I'm gonna be going out tonight!" Deidara cheered.

"I assume you are joking." Itachi scoffed. "I am not. I'm gonna get ready now." Deidara said happily as he walked toward their bedroom. "Whatever. I'll just invite my friends over." Itachi laughed.

Deidara reappeared with a hint of makeup, but very visible eyeliner and a cute outfit. Ripped skinny jeans, cut-up T-shirt, and a baggy jacket with no sleeves. All complimented with a cute fishnet sleeves that went up to his elbows. He decided against the jacket eventually and placed it on the edge of the couch. "Bye babe!" Deidara called as he grabbed his purse.

Deidara knew that when he said he was inviting friends over, he really meant he was gonna cheat on him. Deidara let out a sad sigh. He wanted to break up with him so bad, but when Deidara brought up the cheating, he was left scarred for life. Literally.

Deidara walked towards Kisame's house and rang the doorbell. Kisame answered and was ready to go. Deidara hopped in the car, and they were off.

They arrived at the party and Deidara nodded in approval. "I could get used to this, yeah!" Deidara smiled happily. He mainly stayed by Kisame, but he did find himself flirting with a couple strangers (one being the redhead himself) once he got a little alcohol in him.

"Heyyyy... (hiccup) red!" Deidara laughed. Sasori set his drink down and gulped hard as he stared at the blond that had approached him. "You're drunk." Sasori commented. Deidara put a finger to Sasori's mouth and shushed him. "Maybe a little~! But can't even tell... (hiccup)" Deidara said quietly meaning his head was elsewhere. He was also stumbling all over the place. Sasori stared at the man with confused eyes.

"Are you... okay? Do you need me to escort you to the bathroom." Sasori asked with a hint of worry. "Naahhhh... But you can escort me somewhere else." He giggled trailing a finger on the fabric of his shirt. Sasori turned his head and ushered the blonde off him. Deidara stumbled into Sasori and held onto him by his forearm with a deathgrip as they walked toward the bathroom. Deidara whimpered into Sasori's arm and sniffled. Deidara let out a tiny squeak when the light of the bathroom hit his eyes.

He began throwing up his guts. Kisame walked into the bathroom at that exact moment and carried a worried stare. Once Deidara was done, Kisame carried him away and up the stairs for him to rest for the night.

Sasori felt bad for the poor kid. He had seen how the blonde had gotten so many drinks.

_XXX_

The party just got started and Sasori already want to leave. "Why did I let Kakuzu talk me into this. I'm not even in college anymore!" He thought as he tangled his fingers into his hair. The loud doors opened and a short blonde walked in and right away-

"Stunning..." Sasori thought.

He didn't even notice he was with Kisame. "Kisame?! How did Kisame know him?!"

He let out a jealous sigh and shot his friend daggers with his eyes.

They sat down on the couch and already a couple of men approached him. They gestured the alcohol table. They're trying to buy him drinks? Deidara let out an awkward laugh and tried to say no, but more and more men offered. He saw the look the blonde had on his face. He really didn't want to, but he was fine with one or two drinks.

Or 10?! Sasori started with his mouth opened as the men kept buying him drinks. Deidara may have been a bit tipsy, but he kept trying to decline but he always gave in. Sasori would never forget the look on the blonde's face when he'd set the drink down. It was always immediate regret. He didn't even like vodka! Or whiskey!

Sasori eventually lost count and was worried about Deidara. He saw Deidara get up and try to escape the heard of men. Deidara had a group of men surrounding him. He let out a loud, frustrated scream. While some of the men left, a couple stayed. He noticed how they kept grabbing at Deidara. Even groping him. Deidara shot his head around at the sensation of his butt being grabbed. He looked furious, but it was just a mask to hide the fact that he was seriously terrified.

He groaned and walked up the stairs to escape the men. Sasori was still watching. He noticed how one in particular, persistent man followed him up the stairs wearing a creepy mischievous grin. Sasori gasped and followed the man up the stairs. He grabbed him by the wrist and trudged him throughout the house. He dropped him off in front of the bathroom door and gave him a stern talking too, complemented with a couple threats that Sasori wouldn't feel bad about had it actually come to using them.

_XXX_

Sasori's head bolted up at the sight of Kisame carrying a drunk Deidara down the stairs. Deidara was awake and was laughing like a maniac. He rushed toward Kisame as he came down the stairs. Sasori was freaking out. "Oh my god! What happened?!" Sasori yelled. "A couple guys were hitting on him and he was too drunk to say anything. I have to leave now. Could you make sure he gets home safe?" Kisame asked, handing the blonde to him. Sasori held him in his arms bridal style. He nodded. He said bye to Kisame and carried Deidara back up the stairs so he was as far away from the bar as possible. A couple men stared as Sasori carried him into a bedroom and locked the door.

Sasori set him down on the bed and watched the blankets go up and down as he breathed. His eyes skimmed over his figure. He sighed heavily. He shouldn't be thinking like this. He heard pounding at the door. He answered and a couple men stared in awe at the sleeping blonde. "Wha-" One asked. One stared at him with wide eyes. "What did you do?!" He screamed. Sasori rolled his eyes and slammed the door in their face, locking it again. "Nothing!" He yelled through the closed door.

After letting Deidara sleep for another hour or so, he decided he should get him home. It was already pretty late too.

Sasori woke him up and eventually convinced Deidara to get on his back. Sasori held Deidara's legs with a firm grip. "Man..." He whined with a blush. He heard Deidara groan into his neck and nuzzle closer. Sasori sighed as he set him down in his car after escaping the heard of men that were trying to kill Sasori with glares.

Sasori asked Deidara where his house was, but Deidara wouldn't answer. He was just too drunk. Sasori groaned. "Fine, you'll stay at my place." Sasori gave in.

Sasori got to his house and carried him in once again. He set Deidara down in his bed, seeing as how he was completely out of it. Sasori got in bed next to him and fell asleep pretty easily. Next thing he knew Deidara rolled over and laid his head on Sasori's arm and burried his face into Sasori's shoulder. Sasori stared with shaky eyes. "Oh god... This is gonna be a long night..." Sasori whined but still wrapped an arm around Deidara's waist to signal his presence.