Theme 8 - House With the Picket Fence {Deidara x You}

You lay in Deidara’s arms, his head resting lazily atop of yours. The pair of you were having a peaceful day in the base after both coming back from separate missions; his an assassination, yours an infiltration of Suna.

The rest of the members were still out on their missions apart from Sasori and Kakuzu, but they kept themselves locked in their rooms, giving the pair of you some time to yourselves.

You rolled over, lazily lacing your arms around his neck. He smiled, leaning forward slightly to kiss the bridge of your nose.

“Couldn’t you stay here forever?” You whispered. You felt his hands start to circle your hips, nipping them every-so-often.

“Yeah, un. Only…” He looked over his shoulder absentmindedly, “That’s never going to happen living here.”

It was at this moment that the pair of your heard it. You propped yourself up on Deidara with your hands, looking curiously over the top of the sofa, down one of the base-corridors.

There was a noise - a strange sound like the high-pitched scream of a crying child. It was getting louder; getting closer. You sat up a little further, leaving Deidara to put your hands on the top of the sofa, leaning over it slightly to squint into the dark.

Unfortunately it was too late when you realised what the noise was. You only had enough time to let your eyes widen before you were shoved backwards off the sofa, landing on your back on the concrete floor with someone’s arms wrapped around your head in a suffocating hold. You clawed at the arms, trying to free yourself of the grip. Overhead you could hear the faint sound of Deidara yelling.

“Get the hell off her, Tobi, un! You’re going to kill her!”

The childish voice just above was singing,

“Tobi’s home~! Tobi’s home~! Did ____ miss Tobi!? Tobi’s home~! What was ____ up to when Tobi was away?”

You dug your fingers into Tobi’s Akatsuki cloak sleeve, dragging it away from you; taking his arm with it. Now with enough air to talk; and indeed breathe, you said,

“Tobi! Get off me!”

“Never!” He wrapped his arms around your head again in a hug. You started to struggle again, only the masked male was forcibly removed from you by none other than Zetsu. The plant smacked his forehead.

“Sorry about this one-”

“-this one’s had too much sugar.”

You smile at him, red and black dots speckling your vision.

“That’s okay.”

Zetsu gave you a small curt nod then – with Tobi held up by his collar – dragged the masked boy away back down the corridor.

A silence filled the room when you looked at Deidara and he looked back at you, then you burst out laughing and he cracked a grin. You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his middle. You giggled.

“Well that was interesting.”

“Yeah, un,” He sighed, “This might not be the perfect house with the perfect white picket fence…”

“…But it’s our home.”

And with that you leant up, pressing your lips to his in a warming kiss.