"αят ιѕ α вαηg"
"That is truly a nice phrase, Deidara. It suits you well," she said, her hand hovered over his. "Thanks, yeah? Really depicts my view on art!" he responded, flinching slightly as she worked her magic.
"Thanks, Fuyuki, yeah? I appreciate it." he said gratefully, slowly taking his hand away and inspecting it. "You're quite welcome, Deidara. Now, please, do be more careful on the battlefield... I would hate for something serious to happen to you," she responded, a blush starting to form across her cheeks.
"Sure, Fuyuki! You're the nurse, yeah?" he responded, smirking slightly at the blush. "Hey, you look cute when you blush, you know?" He asked this with a gentle smirk, causing her blush to redden deeply.
"Well, I, um... thank you..." she responded gently, the yellow of her eyes disappearing as she closed them to smile. Deidara couldn't figure it out, but something about that smile made him happy. Not just 'happy' but truly 'happy.' In a way he couldn't explain, the soft girl that was the Akatsuki's nurse meant everything to him.
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"ѕαѕσяι-ησ-∂αηηα"
Fuyuki found herself working working beside Sasori often, as both were medics for the Akatsuki. "So, you knew Deidara since you were little, Fuyuki?" Sasori had asked, genuinely curious on what Deidara was like when he was little. "Yes, we were, and still are, quite close." she replied gently, her eyes down at the medication she was organizing. "I see, and what was he like?" A small giggle emitted from the soft girl as memories flooded her brain. Nice, sweet memories...
"Exactly as he is now, only a lot more childish..." "That's possible?" he said, raising an eyebrow. How could that brat be anymore childish? "Well, yes, that's possible. You should have seen him when he was little, he was adorable." she smiled as the memories continued to overwhelm her brain, the sparkle in her eyes intensifying with every sweet memory.
"Do you still believe that?" The question came out of the blue, and Sasori looked as if nothing happened. "S-still believe what?" "That Deidara is adorable..." No, no she didn't. That wasn't bad, however, she simply thought he had grown handsome, but they were friends... They couldn't be more than that. "Yes..." she responded, leaving it at that.
"Go," he said simply. And Fuyuki knew exactly what he was going to say.
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"Deidara?" she asked gently, entering the room slowly. "Fuyuki! Come in, yeah? What's up?" "U-um, I just wanted to talk... about something..." The stereo that had been blazing in his room was turned down as Deidara offered a seat. Fuyuki happily took the offer as she sat beside, looking over t his blue eyes. "Then, let me start, yeah?" What was he planning to say?
Apparently, nothing. Her eyes widened as he leaned in, capturing her lips with his own. Hesitantly, she kissed back, wrapping her arms around the bomber's neck. A groan of pleasure erupts from the male's mouth as he asks for entrance, something he's been wanting to do for so long.
Slowly, she opened her mouth for him, and he hungrily explored. Despite how much he wanted this, he remained gentle with the sweet girl, wanting nothing more for her to be happy. He slowly lowered her onto her back while his hands started roaming her body, nibbling and licking at the sensitive, soft skin.
His own mouth was sill occupied by Fuyuki's, his tongue entering and roaming. A slight moan escapes both lips as they pull away to breathe. Deidara continued to roam Fuyuki's sides softly, hoping to please her all he could. He slowly went down to kiss her neck and suck on her soft spot, making her breathe out in pleasure.
He slowly pulled himself away, his hands to the sides of her head. "I love you, Fuyuki..." "I love you, too, Deidara." Their lips briefly reconnected to a tune on the forgotten stereo that wasn't turned off.
"αят ιѕ ƒℓєєтιηg, вυт му ℓσνє ƒσя уσυ ιѕ ησт"
~THE END~
