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This is a DeiSaso (yes its DeiSaso and not SasoDei..well from what I've read so far sweatdrop ) Its called The Last Day and its by kpizkool. Hope all of you enjoy it~

Okay...as I continued reading this I have to warn you that this is rated M... sweatdrop I didn't notice the rating until I looked it over again...well it contains lemon (lemon=smexx) so if your not interested please don't read it. Now, back to the story.

Sasori's eyes opened slowly, his mind in a daze. His glossy chocolate brown eyes scanned the area. He was on a round bed, like an island on the dark blue carpet. It was rather crowded, only two or three feet and there was a back door. To the other side, there was a leather seat. It didn't take long for his hazed mind to figure out he was in the back of a van. He tried to get up, to reach the only escape, only to fall back, landing on his a**. He was handcuffed to the bed. Cursing in his mind, and a little out loud, he started thinking. What time was it? Would his grandma call the police? Or would it take her six weeks to realize he was missing, then they'd find his dead carcass by the side of the road with bruises, scratches, and a squirrel trying to steal his eyes?

The only thing Sasori was happy to see was that he still had his clothes on, and had in fact, not been raped. Though, he wasn't keeping his fingers crossed on that one. He bit his lip, struggling against the binds, and screamed in frustration, after continuously trying to free himself from the hand cuffs. His eyes stared at the hand cuffs, trying to devise a plan of some sort. Anything to help him in his despair, but Sasori soon realized God must not be on his side, for the hand cuffs got tighter, and he whimpered, finally halting his efforts. After a minute of silence and stillness, Sasori rammed his head into the bed, screaming again,"Let me out of here! You b*****d! Let me out!"

Sasori really didn't expect a reply, but he got one,"After I went through all that trouble? I don't think so, un." Sasori growled at the front seat,"What trouble? I'm one of the tiniest people you'll ever meet!" A sigh came from the front,"What's your point?" The man smirked, when he heard his little captive yelp, probably from the binds,"That is my point! Are you honestly so weak, a boy like me is trouble for you?" The blonde man grinned, sticking his head back the curtains to look at the redhead,"Actually, the only trouble is staring at you and not raping you, un." His face flushed,"That's very reassuring." Sasori struggled against the metal again, and the older one grinned,"They'll only get tighter if you pull, so relax." The red haired male shot a death glare,"You try being in my position and trying to relax."

He grinned again,"Here I am trying to make a conversation, and all you want to talk about is you, what an attention hog, un." Sasori stopped pulling, and he studied his captor with blank eyes,"...How are you going to do it?" He raised his eyebrows slightly,"Do what, un?" Sasori didn't stop making eye contact,"How are you going to kill me?" For once, Sasori saw the blonde man frown,"Why would I kill you?" Sasori stared, no emotion in his deep, brown eyes,"...Then what am I here for...?" The blond licked his lips slightly, staring at the younger man,"For my entertainment of course. Sori-chan, you couldn't figure that out? I thought you were smart..." Sor- er, Sasori glared,"I'm smarter than you. Your head is like a hollow log as far as I'm concerned."

Sasori watched as the blonde man slithered away, and he could no longer see him, that is, until the back doors opened, and he hopped up, blonde pony-tail bobbing, he sat down on the bed, and crawled to Sasori, straddling his waist. Pinning him to the silk sheets that covered the bed, while hearing the young mans' cries of protest as his cuffed hands were pinned above his head,"G-get the ******** off of me!" Sasori's face showed worry, but his eyes, as always, were emotionless. The blonde dipped his head to the younger man's neck, licking it slowly, before sucking on it. Sasori's eyes widened, and he struggled against the man, and the binds, shivering violently, and moaning against his will.

"W-what th-the hell..." He arched his back, moaning again, while trying to glare at the seme with a flushed face,"The stuff on the cloth, that made you unconscious, also makes you very sensitive to touches. So, it's like a two birds with one stone deal for me, for you, it's gotta suck." He grinned, sucking on a different spot after leaving a hickey in the last spot. Sasori moaned again, inwardly cursing, when his heart beat got faster, making his face turn red, and causing him to pant. He felt weak against the man, and he didn't like it. Whimpering when he stopped sucking on his neck, the blonde moved to nibble at his ear,"My name's Deidara..."

He gasped again, when the man unzipped his hoodie, kissing down from his ear to his chest, right where his tank top neck was. Deidara kissed back up to his ear, while pulling pocket knife out from his back pocket. He ran it from the bottom of Sasori's bleached white shirt, to the top, slicing his shirt, then moving onto the straps, cutting them easily, he kissed down Sasori's chest, down to the rim of his pants, resting his hands at the top of them. Sasori hadn't stopped shivering, only now, he was nearly crying, in a choked sob, mixed with a moan he pleaded,"S-stop...please...s-stop..." Deidara halted, moving up to face Sasori's teary brown eyes, with his bright blue ones.

Deidara watched Sasori shiver and sob for a bit, hands still gripped onto his pants,"...Fine, Sori-chan. I'll stop." Sasori looked at the man, taking deep breaths shivering slightly,"But. I will have you, Sori. Soon. " Sasori gulped, still breathing deeply, nodding while the man got off of him, but laid down beside him. Resting for a few minutes, Sasori finally asked him,"Why...Why do you keep calling me Sori?" Deidara raised an amused eyebrow, and moved, kissing his Sori on the cheek,"Why? Because it sounds like 'Tori' and right now, you're my caged bird."

Chapter 4~

Sasori examined his wrists, red marks all around, showing how tight the binds were. After rubbing his wrist wearing a small pout, he looked up at Itachi,"Why did yo-" Itachi's lips were on his, for a total of five seconds. Deidara, being a incredibly jealous person, ripped Itachi away from his Sori,"Itachi, what the hell! He's mine!" He rolled his dark eyes,"Just because you kidnapped him, doesn't mean he's yours, Deidara." Sasori sat up on his knees, glaring at them,"I get no say in this, do I?" Both men turned to face him, pausing momentarily,"Of course not, un. Remember, you were kidnapped." Sasori glared at the blonde, then slid off the bed, standing up, and failing at keeping his balance. He nearly went face first out the van, a few days without walking can apparently cause ones poise to be off.

Deidara snickered at Sori's little trip, but frowned when he began pulling up his pants,"Hey, hey, Sori, keep them down, I'm not done with you." Itachi rolled his eyes,"Please Deidara, is sex all you think about?" Deidara scoffed at the Uchiha,"It's not like you don't always think about ******** someone, Itachi." The dark haired man glared,"As a matter of fact, I don't, you pervert." "You're the pervert here! You tried to force yourself onto Sori!" "Would you both shut up? Thanks." Sasori snapped, zipping up his hoodie, now wearing the outfit he wore when he was abducted. Itachi seemed to appear next to him, grabbing his wrist, and he ran out the van, dragging Sasori who was having trouble keeping up with him, while Deidara ran behind them.

They were currently running on a field, with harvested hay spread on the ground, approaching the houses Sasori had hoped would hear his scream. Tracks were left from an vehicle that came there often, which Sasori assumed was Deidara's. Looking back at said blonde, Sasori noticed him glaring at Itachi as he ran. He blinked, then stared straight ahead, as Itachi began heading towards a house. Or what was once a house. The windows had boards on them, and the house itself looked like no one had been there in years. Were they going to take him there, have their way with him, then invite their friends over for a Sasori banging party? He prayed that he was wrong about that. Most if his thoughts were a bit over-dramatic anyway.

Itachi walked up the steps quickly, giving Sasori limited resting time, he rushed up the steps, right behind Itachi. Deidara grabbed Sasori's free hand, yanking him away from Itachi, who entered the worn down two-story building while rolling his eyes with a light smile. As Sasori looked around, it was obvious someone actually lived there. To the right was a living room area. A nice couch on a decent rug, a medium sized TV, and a coffee table with two cups and yesterday's newspaper. To the left was a kitchen, black and white tiles, a white fridge, a clean counter, a white stove, a white microwave, and a silver toaster. Right in between the areas was a staircase, which Itachi began walking up,"They must be upstairs..." Sasori knew he was going to find out who they were soon enough, so he kept his mouth closed.

Once reaching the top, Itachi walked down the hall, passing two rooms, he continued to the end of the hall on the left side. Sasori looked back at the opposite end of the hall, looking past the other two rooms, and wondering what was in the end door, but Deidara continued following Itachi, and he still had a protective grip on Sori. Itachi knocked on the end door, then crossed his arms, waiting. An annoyed voice answered the knock,"Come in." Itachi opened the door, walking over to the table, where a shadow sat,"Who's the kid?" Deidara snickered slightly, and Sasori glared,"I'm not a kid. I'm sixteen. Almost seventeen." The shadow chuckled, his hand coming into the light to put out a cigarette in the ashtray,"You're a kid to me." Sasori glared at ********, Pein, you're not that old." Sasori turned to the door, and Deidara's grip tightened.

A man with white hair leaned against the door frame, his magenta eyes met Sasori's, and he grinned,"Hello there," He purred,"Who's the cute kid, Dei?" Deidara glared,"He's mine, Hidan." Hidan held up his hands in defense,"Ok, ok down kitty." He laughed,"He looks familiar though, seriously, have you brought him here before?" Sasori blinked, and he heard a sigh from the shadows,"He's from yesterday's paper, dumbass." Hidan glared,"Jashin! How was I supposed to know! I don't read that damn thing!" He walked to the table, squeezing Sasori's a** as he walked by, making him jump slightly and yelp, hand moving to cover the pinched area. Hidan grinned when Deidara shot him a,'Go to hell' look, as he took a seat at the table.

"Now to business,...Deidara, how long do you plan on keeping him out of sight?" Sasori was then beginning to feel like a pet, some child was hiding from his mother,"I don't know, un." Hidan raised an eyebrow, while Pein continued,"When are you planing on disposing of him?" Deidara glared, insulted by the suggestion, and immediately replied,"I'm not 'disposing' of Sori, un! He's my toy, and I won't get tired of him!" Sasori glared at Deidara when he said, 'toy', but the two at the table seemed amused by it,"Well then Dei, why don't you prove he's your toy, and play with him right now." Hidan smirked, while Pein chuckled,"Yes Deidara, show your love for your toy. If any of you set the house on fire, I'll be in the bathroom." The shadow stood, walking into the light that shined off his piercings, eyes closed as he slipped past, disappearing down the hall.

Sasori automatically began struggling when Deidara gripped his shoulders, only to have himself forced onto the bed that lay in the corner of the room, less than a two feet from where they were standing. Deidara straddled his waist, pinning his hands above his head, only using one of his to hold them in place,"Get the ******** off of me!" Sasori squirmed, glaring at Deidara, until he dipped his head down, sucking a soft spot on Sasori's neck, making him moan,"A-ahh...D-dei...s-st-a-ah-p i-it..." Hidan watched them, nosebleed present while Itachi hid in the shadows to hide is own blush. Deidara began unzipping Sori's hoodie, kissing down his chest, to his pants, which he began to bring down as well, only he needed both hands to make it quick, so he brought his other hand down, allowing Sasori to try and push him off again.

"Sori, stop fighting it, or it can be painful for you." Deidara growled, still near Sasori's crotch, as he slid off his pants. Hidan smirked,"Like it rough, Dei? Didn't think you were like that." Itachi whispered, now behind Hidan,"Shut up. Do you want them to stop?" He grinned at the hiding man,"Good point." Deidara barely noticed them, as he kissed up his toy's chest, hands placed on his sides, sliding up and down, then hovering over his boxers,"D-Deidara... get off of me, or I swear I- A-ah!" Deidara licked one of Sasori's nipples, sucking on it slightly, pinching the other nub,"A-ahh! S-st-ahhh-p it...y-you a-ahhh-ss..." Sasori was panting now, still struggling against the persistent man, who gripped a hold of his boxers, beginning to pull them down.

"What the hell is going on in here?"

Chapter 6~

Sasori could have listed twenty things that went wrong with Deidara's driving lesson. But for the sake of time, we'll narrow it down to five. The first thing was the most stupid thing Deidara could have done. Which was certainly saying something, considering Deidara was already an idiot to begin with,"...Deidara...I really hope you're just messing with me." The blonde raised a confused eyebrow, tilting his head towards Sasori, who had the privilege of sitting in the front seat for their trip, "What do you mean Sori?" The boy irritably sighed, eyebrow twitching, "You mean to tell me, you're taking me to practice driving,...On the interstate." Sasori paused as a car zoomed by them, followed by a chain of five more, "Yeah, un." Sasori stared at him, with a look that obviously meant, 'Are you ******** insane?' Deidara held up his hands in defense, "What? I thought it was a good idea!" Which it obviously, was not.

The next idiotic thing, was when he brought him to a stretch of road, that looked next to deserted. Deidara must have thought it'd be fun to scare the s**t out of Sasori. Deidara kindly asked one of his close friends to drive their vehicle, to act like another person on the road. Of course, everyone else has a life, so the only person available was Hidan, who had obviously been in a few wrecks, and never bothered to pay, 'Those mother ******** heathens,' to fix his jeep, when it, 'Is still ******** working.' Deidara evidently thought it was perfectly safe for Hidan to drive by Sasori going ninety miles per hour. After Sasori got behind the wheel, driving only up to fifty, Hidan zoomed up behind him, in his red jeep wrangler, and passed him, stopping short, and causing Sasori to nearly have a heart attack slamming on breaks, only for Hidan to speed up again, sticking his head out the window, he yelled, "Watch where you're going, b***h!" Deidara sighed, while Sori hit his head on the steering wheel, repeatability.

Next thing was Deidara would not cease telling the student, everything he was doing wrong. "Put on your seat belt," "Check your mirrors," "Look both ways," "Keep your eyes on the road," "Watch out for passing animals," "Un." And after all that, Sasori hadn't even started the car, but only began hitting his head on the steering wheel again. Deidara leaned over, watching the younger male,"...Are you going to start the car now?" Sasori sat up straight and grabbed Deidara's shoulders, shaking him back and forth, screaming at him, Deidara's eyes wide, "I can't take this!" Undoing his seat belt, opening the door quickly, he slid out the seat, and started stomping down the road, only for Deidara to catch up with him, trying to stop him from walking, he just ended up tackling Sasori to the ground, straddling his waist, while Sasori ranted to him, about being a horrible, horrible teacher, he pressed his lips to the frustrated boy, pulling away only to suggest taking a break.

They entered a convenient store, Deidara made Sasori where his hood, to probably keep him hidden from the camera. Deidara got a bag of chips, and two cokes, while checking out, the clerk was smiling at Deidara, batting her eyelashes at him, and giggling when he talked. Deidara ended up talking to her, even after they had paid, and even if Sasori didn't want to admit it, he was slightly jealous. He showed it too, crossing his arms with a pout, but after five minutes, he had enough. Wrapping his arms around Deidara, he hugged him tightly, glaring at the pink haired girl. Deidara grinned, looking down at the clingy boy, and said goodbye to the cashier, taking Sasori's hand and removing him from the tight embrace, he walked out the store with a jingle as they left, "So, you're the jealous type, hmm?" Sasori crossed his arms, looking away as Deidara pulled him to the van, "I have no idea what you're talking about." The older male grinned, letting Sasori go, who then opened the back doors, "You are jealous! You must really li-" Deidara's gloating got a door shut in his face, just as he was trying to enter. Sasori grabbed napkins from the glove department for the blonde's nosebleed.

The last thing that happened defiantly does not happen often. Being sexually harassed while driving. Sasori now was driving on the deserted road, Deidara beside him, calm as hell, while our little Sori was having a ******** spazz attack in his mind. The older man continued humming, and Sasori sighed, to let out some stress, but he failed to notice the blonde's mischievous grin. That is, until it was too late. The blonde man got on his knees, he hadn't bothered putting on a seat belt, which Sasori thought was very hypocritical. Deidara licked Sasori's ear, causing the younger teen to jump slightly, "W-what are you doing?" He was answered by a grin, and a kiss to his cheek, "You need to learn to ignore distractions~!" Sasori gasped as Deidara's hands traced down his spine, in soft, feathery touches, "Ah! Stop it, you idiot! Don't touch me there!" Sasori shivered as the fingers continued moving up and down, and Deidara began licking his neck, his hand then left Sasori's back, but he slid it in the front of Sasori's pants. Deidara seemed to forget that Sasori was driving. Seeing as how he wouldn't stop messing with him, Sasori was quite sure he was going to drive off the road, but instead of killing them, and to punish Deidara, he slammed on the breaks. Deidara was jolted forward, onto the floor, he looked up at Sasori, arms crossed in a pout, "Hey un!" Sasori leaned on his right hand, glaring at Deidara, "It's your own fault."

They had finished their driving lesson hours ago, and Deidara had left a few minutes ago to pick up some clothes for Sasori, that Konan had gotten Sasori, Deidara promised that he would like them, which meant he was going to hate it. Konan had wanted him to look cute. He was not wearing anything cute. No matter how much Konan wanted him to. Though, being pregnant might mean she gets moody, and if she wanted something, she'd either cry, or rip Sasori's clothes off and force him into the dreadful attire. Sasori turned off the TV, looking out the one open door. Deidara had been gone a while... And Sasori was absolutely sure, what he was about to do, was very, very, stupid. He hopped over the front seat, landing in the middle, he crawled over to the driver's seat, looking around for the keys, he found them under a few napkins coated with Deidara's blood, and hesitantly took them, starting up the car.

What Sasori hadn't counted on, was Deidara coming back. While Sasori had searched for the keys, Deidara entered the back of the van, cell phone pressed to his ear whilst carrying a box, "Uh huh. Oh, by the way, I need tomorrow off-" The car starting up scared Deidara, and he stumbled when it started moving, but he set the box down quickly, "I'll call you back." He threw the phone down, rushing up to the front seat, reaching for Sasori as the younger male sped up, pressing the gas all the way to the floor. Deidara continued reaching, but now for the wheel, trying to stop him, "What the hell Sasori!" The boy didn't answer, but continued keeping his grip on the wheel, jolting forward when Deidara turned the van off, and pulled out the key. Sasori was out the door faster than lightning, they had gone pretty far, almost to the half harvest corn.

Sasori took off running to the part that hadn't been harvested, though he could run fast when he needed to, the older man had motivation, and chased him, Sasori continued running for his life, only to do something totally in character. He tripped over a rock. Rolling a few feet, he quickly got up, but Deidara was already there, grabbing his wrists, and pulling him towards him, "Sasori! What the hell! I thought I'd been pretty nice to you! Maybe you need me to be strict!" Deidara hoisted Sasori over his shoulder, walking back to the van while Sasori kicked and screamed. Deidara hopped in the back, and slammed the smaller male on the bed, straddling his waist, and pinning his wrists above his head. Sasori's threatening shouts, then turned into pleads, "D-Deidara! I'm sorry! Please let me go!" Deidara looked at the younger man, with a glare, "You need to be punished, Sasori."

yup but its not over yet!

Chapter 7~

Sasori was frightened. More than normal, and Sasori is a very paranoid person, "Deidara, I-I'm sorry! I really, really am! I-i promise I won't do it again! D-Deidara please!" The blonde ignored Sori's pleads, and pressed him hard to the bed, hurting the boy's delicate skin, "Stay." The command was simple, but the urge in Sasori told him to run. To get the hell out of there. Hidan must have been his conscience. Deidara pushed away from the minor, darting to the doors, and slammed them closed with a loud bang. Sasori sat up slightly, and eyed Deidara, biting his lip, "D-Deidara I-I promise I'll-" Deidara pushed him back down, straddling his waist, and pinning the boy's hands above his head, "Call me Dei." He nipped the younger teen's ear, licking the shell, moving one of his hands to the boy's zipper the other holding his wrists, he pulled it down until it was completely unzipped. He brought his head to Sasori, kissing him on the lips, while the bottom boy struggled, "It's much easier to moan."

Sasori's hoodie was slipped off his body, Deidara put his hands back to the other's wrists to keep hold on him, kissing everywhere he could reach. The redhead moaned softly, but stopped himself biting down hard on his lower lip, "Come'on Sori...I want to hear you moan." He kissed the uke's neck, sucking on a previous hickey that was almost gone by now. Sasori had to bite his lip even harder to keep from moaning, as he still tried to free himself, he was beginning to realize that this was not helping him at all, and he should probably just let the idiot rape him. But against his better judgment, he continued thrashing about, arching slightly when Deidara gently bit his n****e, "D-Deidara, p-pleas-" He yelped, jumping slightly when Deidara bit down hard on the erect nub, making it bleed slightly, "W-what the hell-" Deidara licked the small dribble of blood, staring at Sasori, "Dei. Remember? Dei."

The boy nodded quickly, eyes closed tightly while still biting his lip at what the blonde was doing to him. Sasori had never really been fond of being touched. Not even by his relatives. And being touched like this by his abductor was quite frankly, strange. He snapped his eyes open when he was flipped over, his hands forced behind his back, "D-Dei...Please not the handcuffs..." The could almost feel the blonde's grin emitting from behind him, "No handcuffs Sori." He felt the weight on the bed lean to one side, then move back to normal, Deidara right behind Sasori again. The younger male's wrists were being tied together by something very thin and plastic, but wrapped around his wrists three or four times. Deidara was binding him with his headphones. Somehow, Sasori knew from the moment he got that thing, it was going to cause trouble. It had nearly cut off the circulation in his finger after all.

Sasori snapped out of his wandering thoughts when he shivered. His boxers were gone, "W-what tha hell! Stop Dei!" He began struggling again, trying to get away from Deidara, who obviously could care less he was fighting. The blonde grinned, kissing Sori's cheek, "Aww, you're blushing." He calmed down slightly, feeling the heat on his face, and thought back to when Deidara was tying him up. While he was lost in thought, Deidara must have flipped him back over, and stripped him of his pants and boxers. He really needed to limit his thoughts. Like right now, when Deidara purred in his ear, running his fingers over his spine, "Sori, you're going to get your punishment from earlier first, un." The boy raised a quivering eyebrow, his heart was thumping against his chest, though he wasn't sure out of excitement or fear. Though he assumed fear, "W-what punishment...? What did I..." He let the last bit trail as he had a moment to think back...

"...I outta spank you..."

He gasped, struggling again while Deidara chuckled, "Are you afraid of spankings, Sori-chan...?" The red haired male blushed, trying to get away again, "I thought we were over that!" The seme grinned, grabbing the smaller's bare a**, squeezing it. Sasori jumped slightly, squeaking again, just like when he had first met Hidan. That must have amused Deidara to some extent because he chuckled again, then pulled Sori into his lap, resting one of his hands on the boy's stomach, "Though, you could do something nice for me, and your punishment might not be so bad, Sori-chan..." The hand trailed down to his pelvis, he jumped again squealing with a blush while the blonde rubbed his thumb over the tip of his p***s, "A-ah! Stoppit!" His face turned a shade that blended with his hair as he wriggled about in the older's lap, only to stop when Deidara moaned, "Sori, why'd you stop? That felt good..."

Deidara's eyes glinted, "So are you going to do something for me...? Or can I just go ahead and punish you...?" Sasori yelped, the blonde pinching his a** in order to get a reply, "Ah! W-what do you want, you a*****e?" Dei just grinned, brushing the hair out of Sori's eyes with the hand that was fondling him, "You do know what a blow job is, right?" The bound boy blushed, biting his lip with a slow nod, "This should be fun then, Sori." His eyes widened, "D-do I really...?" Deidara raised an eyebrow, grinning, "You don't want to? Well, I guess we can just get to your punishment then." He didn't give his uke time to reply, flipping him over and spreading him out over his lap, "D-Dei..." He whined slightly, biting his lip again, though that didn't help at all when a loud slap was heard, followed by his screech, "AH! Oh,...Dei...wh-" Another smack, and he jolted again, gasping, and shouting, "Ow! S-stop!"

"Now, now Sori, take your punishment like a good boy, since you've been a very bad boy." Another smack to his rear, followed by another, which made the boy gasp, crying out every time Deidara spanked him, "A-ahh! I'm not a bad-" SLAP,"A-ah! B-boy..." By now, Sasori was weeping, tears framing his face while Dei continued torturing his sensitive skin. He was struck over and over again, crying out in pain, while Deidara grinned, "Does it hurt Sori?" The panting teen nodded quickly, gasping when the older man ran his fingers over the reddened skin, "Sori, you're very sensitive, aren't you?" A hint of amusement in the older man's tone made him whimper, "Your a** is going to be so sore tomorrow...At least your first punishment is over though, right, hmm?" The tormented boy could only nod, not able to form any words. The blonde man moved him farther up on the bed, off of the man's lap, being held up by his knees.

When he heard a zip, and the moving of cloth, Sasori knew he was going to be in a lot of pain very, very, soon. Deidara finally slipped out of his clothes, and was currently pressed against his back, hugging and slightly humping him, rocking his hips. Sori moaned softly, face still red from earlier. The seme grinned, then moved one hand to the boy's now erect length, stroking him. Sasori gasped, moaning again, and panting, "D-Dei...Ohh..." The blonde slowly began pumping him, making him moan again, only to bite down hard on his lower lip, stopping the ecstatic moans, "Sori, now, now, it's sex, you're supposed to moan." He grinned, moving his other hand up to the boy's mouth, and sticking three fingers in, against his will, when a harsh pump made him gasp, "Suck, Sori." The red head hesitated, but slowly began coating the digits with his saliva, running his tongue over them, which earned a low moan from Deidara.

After a few more strokes of his tongue, he felt the blonde's erection stick into his back side, making him jump, blushing with a slight gasp. Deidara pulled his fingers out when he gasped, straightening and letting go of the younger boy. Sasori whimpered softly, then squeaked when he felt one of Deidara's fingers enter him. He wriggled about, frowning at the strange feeling. The older teen smirked, and inserted another finger, scissoring his uke, "Ah! W-what are you doing...?" Deidara put in the third finger, beginning to pump in and out of the smaller male, without giving him time to adjust, "A-ahh! Ohh..." He moaned, but once again stopped himself, without any protest from the blonde stalker/kidnapper/rapist, which he found quite strange, "Sori, you're so tight..." He was continuously being thrust into by the finger trio, biting his lip, which by now was rather painful for him.

The fingers left him, and he started panicking when realization hit him. Deidara was seriously going to ******** him, "D-Dei...P-please sto-AH!" He felt Deidara's length beginning to enter him, slowly, as he shouted at the blonde, "D-Dei! S-stop! Please, stop!" Deidara glared slightly, not liking the uke's sudden outburst. He rather enjoyed his screams, moans, and every little noise in-between, "Please, please sto-" He thrust in completely, making the red head take all of him, with a scream, louder than the others, "Dei! Oh, please, please take it out! Dei, please take it out!" Deidara leaned over the boy turning his head so he could see his face, tears were in his eyes, making them shine, while his face showed his was in obvious pain, "Does it hurt, Sori?" He repeated himself from earlier, staring at the smaller's face while he slowly pulled out, then pushed back in. The boy didn't reply, just bit his lip, until the man started moving faster, thrusting harder, "Does it hurt? Answer me, Sori!"

He was pulled up while the blonde was on his knees, and forced to move up and down on his c**k, making it the pain increase, "Yes! Yes! Oh god, it hurts! It hurts! Please, please take it out! Please!" Tears rained down his reddened cheeks, saliva trailed in a line down his chin, mixed with the blood from his bleeding lip. Deidara pushed him back after a few more thrusts, holding his shoulders against the bed while pounding into his sore a**. Sasori was no longer trying to stop his moaning and screaming. He just let it out, moaning when it felt good, and screaming out when he thrust too hard. The screams of pain stopped when Deidara hit a certain spot. He moaned, and began screaming Deidara's name, over and over now, only asking for him to continue ramming into that pleasure point, "Dei! Ahh! Ohh, Dei! Do it again! Ahh!" The blonde grinned, panting and moaning when the uke's body shivered as he was plowed into the bed.

Dei reached his hand around, gripping onto the boy's erect member, pumping it with his thrusts, making the boy moan louder against his will. Sasori hated this feeling. Even though it wasn't painful like before, he was ashamed for enjoying this. The way the man's d**k felt in his untouched a**, felt strange but amazing at the same time. The blonde moaned with Sori when the uke's walls constricted around his member, while he came on his seme's hand, some landing on his chest and the sheets. Deidara moaned trying to thrust harder into the boy while his walls were trying to keep him still. With one final thrust, deep into Sori, he came, filling up the hole with his seed. Both males were panting, heart beats eratic. After a few moments of no movement, Deidara finally pulled out, falling off to Sasori's right. His panting slowed, Sori's still at the same pace. He untied the boy, tossing his headphones off to the side, and pulling him close in an embrace,"...I'm sorry, Sasori..."

Chapter 9~

A head moved right beside his ear, breathing deeply, even though he didn't feel it. The thing pressed harder into his back, though it wasn't painful, then in a deep voice began to talk,"...Tag," It's low tone was lifted,"You're it!" The hand around his mouth slipped away, and the thing that poked him was removed, as the man began jogging backwards. Turning to look at the person who scared the s**t out of him, Sasori raised his eyebrow. Seeing only one black hole in what looked like a deflated basketball attached to his face,"Who the hell are..." His eyes widened, staring at him in disgust and disbelief,"Is that my underwear?" True to his outburst, the masked boy had the short boxers on his head, wearing them like a hat, only to take them off and wave them at the short teen,"Tobi wants to play tag. Play tag, and Tobi will give them back to you!" The red haired boy twitched, glaring slightly at the rather happy boy he'd never seen before, up until the,'scare the s**t out of Sasori,' moment.

"Fine. I'll play your ******** game." 'Tobi' wagged his finger at Sasori,"Tsk. Tsk. It's not a ******** game. It's tag." How the hell someone like Tobi could be so perverted, he had no idea,"Yeah ok. Whatever. If I start limping, you have to slow down." He frowned, though the red head couldn't tell,"What's wrong with you? Did you hurt yourself?" He raised an eyebrow, snorting,"No. Deidara hurt me." That was not a smart thing to say. Forced to cover his ears at the black haired boy's shout,"Senpai hurt you! I will go get him now, to make him apologize!" He could have had a cloud of dust behind him as he ran out the room,"No, Tobi wai- Grrr..." Trying to move that quick had caused a surge of pain to go through him, so he bent over slightly, growling. Without clearly thinking, he sat himself on Deidara's bed, flopping on his back with his arms spread like wings. What else was he supposed to do? Borrow a cane from Kakuzu and limp after Tobi, shouting about kids these days?

He didn't have to wait long. Maybe five minutes, tops. Tobi returned, followed by Deidara and then Hidan, who held a very perverted smirk. That was the second,'scare the s**t out of Sasori,' moment,"What." The blonde scratched the back of his neck, looking off to the side,"Tobi made me come up here to apologize, un." Sasori sat up, turning towards them while crossing his legs on the soft bed, probably giving them a peek at his package, though he really didn't care,"...Tobi, take Hidan to make some cookies, un." "The hell I'm-" "Cookies!" The masked man gripped Hidan's wrist, pulling him out the room and closing the door behind them. Silence echoed in the room for the longest time,"Sasori, you do know I'm-" "Yeah, I know," He interrupted,"But sorry doesn't make my a** feel better." Deidara frowned, still looking off to the side, then whipping his eyes to the sexy teen on his bed,"Oh, that reminds me!"

The blonde went to his dresser, kneeling down to reach the bottom drawer, sliding it open and slipping something out of it,"I...know you don't want me to touch you, but this will make the pain go away, un. I have no idea if it works for...that kind of pain, but it could work, right?" Sasori sat, staring at Deidara, thinking deeply,"...Don't try anything." He jumped up, nodding,"I promise." Sasori stared at him as he walked over, holding a bottle of what looked like lotion,"Hold on, un. Hidan might come back." He strode over to the door, locking it, then returned to the bed. He sat down beside Sasori, looking at him,"Lay down on your stomach, un." He did as he was told, spreading himself out on the bed, head just a few centimeters away from the pillows. He gasped when Deidara lifted his lower half up, the position eerily similar to the night before,"Ok, un. Here we go."

He coated two of his fingers with the lotion, and slowly rubbed it over Sori's cheeks. The bruises weren't as small as Deidara had assumed, which only added to his guilt. He heard the boy beneath him whine slightly,"Are you alright, un? Does it feel better yet?" Sasori only nodded, biting onto the blanket to keep himself from moaning. It felt better. It felt ******** fantastic. It was slightly cold at first, but it warmed up, then cooled again, making him want to moan at the treatment,"Ok, don't freak out, un..." Which of course he did, when he felt the two fingers slip inside of him with more lotion rubbing against his inside,"W-what are you doing?" The blonde sighed,"I told you not to freak out..." "It's a little hard not tooo..." His last word trailed off at a moan, and only then did Deidara realize that this was making him horny.

"Sasori...Was that a moan...?" Red hair shook as he denied it,"No, you're imagining things!" Deidara raised an eyebrow, deciding to push his luck, and push his fingers in farther, hitting a pleasure spot, and making Sasori moan involuntarily,"You can't fool me, Sori. You like it, don't you?" The boy continued to deny it, until the older male decided to mess with him, quickly thrusting his fingers into the pleasure point,"A-ahh!" Sasori moaned, trying to get away from him,"See! You did moan!" Sasori crawled up to the pillows, sitting on them,"Yeah, well, I'm a messed up person. There's my excuse." Deidara smiled slightly, leaning towards the boy, who now had is arms crossed,"That's your excuse." He nodded, glaring slightly at the grinning blonde,"Well, Sori, I think you're right. You're very messed up. Just look at your little problem. Or should I say, big problem, hmm." He pointed down to the boy's lap.

Looking down he say what Deidara was referring to. His c**k was pointing upwards, and he blushed, covering it with his shirt,"Shut up." Deidara grinned,"Do you want me to help with that, un?" Sasori crossed his arms again,"I'm still angry at you." "For stealing your bacon, un?" Brown eyes narrowed,"Deidara. Are you joking with me." He held up his hands in defense,"I'm just trying to lighten the mood." "You're not doing a good job." The blonde man grinned, moving closer to the bashful boy,"It's painful to walk around with an erection, Sori." He tried to back away, running into the head board,"Go away, you're in my bubble." He stopped moving towards the boy, looking down at the bump that was hidden by his shirt,"...What happened to your underwear, un?" Sasori blushed, moving his hands to cover the bulge,"Tobi took them...While I was in the shower." He quickly added at the slightly angry look on Deidara's face.

"Tobi took your underwear? Oh, I'm gonna kill him..." The red haired boy raised an eyebrow,"Now who's the jealous type." Surprised when he was answered by silence, Sasori leaned closer to the older man as he sat up, legs over the side of the bed,"What's wro- Ah!" The younger boy gasped as he was placed in the other's lap, sitting so he was facing him, and being hugged,"...Sasori... I know you said you already knew, but I want to say it anyway. I'm sorry, un. I really am. Can you forgive me?" There was a thick silence, followed by Sori's answer,"You were trying to lighten the mood, then you say such a depressing thing?" The blonde frowned slightly, giving the smaller male a pout,"Sasori come on, I'm trying to be serious." He raised an eyebrow,"Real-" His mouth was covered by the blonde's. Sasori's tongue was massaged by the other's, moving against his like a wave. The boy moaned slightly, leaning towards Deidara, only for him to pull away, connected to each other by a line of saliva. Sasori watched him through half lidded eyes, his cheeks heated from blushing,"Sori...can you forgive me?"

*gasps* eek i so did not see that coming! hahaha, that was a good chapter too! where do you get these?

of course. rolleyes i should have known! blaugh