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DeiSaku – Fanfic Ch. 4

Sakura lay on her bed. She could hear Deidara rustling around in the room next to hers. She started to get frustrated and annoyed. She rolled over onto her stomach and looked out her window. The moon was shining in through the window. Its gentle light illuminated the objects on her bedside table. Sakura saw a picture frame. In it was a picture of Team 7. Her young, innocent face was smiling out of the frame sweetly at her. She was in between two boys, who both looked quite annoyed at each other. One was the boy who she had talked to in the park; Naruto. The other boy? He had black, spiky hair and wore a dark blue top.

“Sasuke-kun,” Sakura whispered towards the boy in the picture.

Above the three of them was their sensei, Kakashi. He too was smiling at her. She did miss them; all of them. Well, maybe not Naruto because she usually hangs around with him; but Sasuke. Sakura’s hand reached out to the photo frame and grabbed it. A little trickle of salty water filled the corner of her eye. It glistened in the moonlight then ran down her cheek.

Deidara rummaged around under the covers of the unfamiliar bed. He could not get comfortable. No matter what he did, he just couldn’t get it right. He kept on tossing and turning around. He sat up rapidly. His chest rose and fell quickly. He turned to face the wall separating his room and Sakura’s. He thought he had heard the soft echoing sound of Sakura crying, but he wasn’t completely sure. Deidara then slowly got up, crossed the room to the wall and pressed his ear against it. He was sure of it this time; Sakura was crying, but why?

Deidara moved for the door but the sound had ceased. He stopped. He heard footsteps on the other side of the door. He gradually edged to the door and turned the handle a little bit, making sure not to make any noise. He pushed the door open a bit and looked out into the corridor. No one was there so he opened the door fully and went out into the hallway. It was dark and empty. Deidara walked down the hallway to the balcony door, where he had heard the footsteps. He opened the balcony entrance a tiny bit and looked outside. There she was. She was huddled over clutching something close to her chest. Sakura was crying hard.

“Sasuke-kun…” Sakura whispered, making Deidara jump a bit as if he had been caught spying on her.

Fortunately for Deidara she did not seem to notice that he was watching her.

She kept on crying and whispering “Sasuke-kun…”

Deidara looked sadly at Sakura as if he could feel what she did. He looked down. What should he do? He has only known her for a day…would it be too soon to try to comfort her?

Sakura slumped her shoulders and fell down onto the cold, hard balcony floor. Deidara’s eyes widen and he rushed to her side. She had passed out from exhaustion. Deidara smiled sympathetically down at her and placed the back of his hand on her head.

“Why do you cry, Sakura-chan?” Deidara whispered to her.

He then picked her up, went back inside and walked to her room. Deidara laid Sakura down on her bed and pulled the covers up over her. He noticed the picture frame clutched to her chest and gently eased it out of her hands. He looked at it. He recognised Naruto and Kakashi straight away but the other boy…he looked a bit like Itachi but yet different in a way. Sasuke-kun… Deidara remembered Sakura whispering a boy’s name…it must be the boy in the picture.

“Goodnight, Sakura-chan,” Deidara whispered to her gently as he placed the picture frame down on the bedside table.

He then left her room and went to sleep in his own bed, this time, strangely enough; he found it quite easy to fall asleep.

~

Sakura woke to the smell of cooking noodles. She sat up bewildered. What had happened? The last thing she remembered was that she was outside on the balcony crying…but how did she get back to her own bed?

She got up, grabbed her gown and walked out to the kitchen. She passed by Deidara’s room but he wasn’t there. The sheets on the bed were thrown everywhere and the room was a mess. Sakura reached the kitchen. Rest assured there was Deidara cooking them breakfast.

“Uh g-good morning,” Sakura mumbled as she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.

“Morning, Sakura-chan,” Deidara replied hurriedly, “How are you this morning?”

Sakura just simply looked at Deidara. Why was he being so nice?

“Um I’m good, how about you?” Sakura sat down at the table.

“I’m good, Sakura-chan,” Deidara smiled at Sakura as he leaned back against the edge of the bench.

Sakura raised her eyebrow in speculation.

“What?” Deidara asked Sakura suddenly.

“Why are you being so nice? And why do you keep calling me Sakura-chan?”

Deidara looked down.

“What is it?”
“I know it wasn’t my place, but…I watched you last night on the balcony,” Deidara quickly avoided Sakura’s eyes and went back to busying himself with the breakfast.

“Y-you did?” Sakura looked down embarrassed.

“Y-yeah I did, I’m sorry for following you,” Deidara kept his eyes on the cooking pot in front of him, “It really wasn’t my place; I shouldn’t have done it.”

“N-no it’s alright,” Sakura looked back up at Deidara, “I’m the idiot who shows my emotions like that.”

Deidara finished cooking the noodles and served them into two bowls. He then set the bowls down on the table; one in front of Sakura and the other in front of himself.

“I don’t think that showing your emotions is idiotic,” Deidara stated.

Sakura picked up her chopsticks and started to eat her breakfast, “Really?”

“Yeah, to not show your emotions is idiotic,” Deidara sat down opposite Sakura, “Well, that’s in my opinion.”

“Thank you, Deidara-kun,” Sakura smiled softly and continued eating her breakfast.

Deidara felt himself blush as the words passed through Sakura’s lips. He shook his head a bit and they both finished their breakfast in silence.

~

Deidara sat down on the lounge in the living room, “Sakura-chan?”

“Yeah, what is it?”

“What are we going to do today? Like are we going to stay here or go out, or what?”

Sakura thought for a moment, “I don’t know. Is there any place that you would like to go?”

“Well I really have no idea where things are around here…”

“Um then how about we just stay here until we think of something?” Sakura suggested feebly.

“Uh sure,” Deidara said nicely and pulled out a book and a pencil.

Sakura looked at the book intently, “What’s in that?”

“Oh uh just drawings.”

“I thought your type of art was explosions?” Sakura sat down next to Deidara.

“Yeah, but I do uh enjoy to draw sometimes,” blushed Deidara as Sakura opened up his sketchbook.