Chapter One

Deidara was walking around in Konoha just for the heck of it. He was supposed to be on an undercover mission to kidnap the Naruto kid, but he knew he had time to do that later. The blond man needed time to relax, so that was what drew him out on the cool fall evening. The Akatsuki had been busier than usual lately, so he had very few times like the one he had presently with himself. The youngest Akatsuki member was surprised when his new partner Tobi let him go out on his own. Then again, the guy had a thumb print for a face, so who couldn't blame him for not getting out much?

He noticed a small group of young women smiling and pointing at him. Although he would never admit it aloud, Itachi had nothing on his looks. When he let him hair down it ended right before his shoulder blade and accented his dark blue eyes nicely. He as currently in a pair of khaki pants, a red shirt, and a black leather jacket. On the inside cuff of his left sleeve though there was a little Akatsuki cloud, just in case he needed to prove himself if an emergency aroused.

The blond passed a night club where Konoha's young adults flocked for the evening. Dance music lightly shook the sidewalk as her walked by, and he suddenly decided he wanted a drink. The bouncers didn't notice the shadow with blond hair behind them. Deidara laughed at how easy it was to enter. Once inside, he headed straight to the bar.

"Sprite and Vodka…yeah." He told the bartender. The guy nodded and went to get him drink.

A presence made itself known behind him, but he didn't turn around. He wasn't an Akatsuki member for no reason, and their chakra didn't seem like a threat. "Hey there." A low voice said. "You seem familiar." He turned around to see a 20 year old woman. The pink hair was a definite give away.

"Sorry, I don't know ya…un." He said, and took a sip of his drink. He looked the girl over. She had matured well over the past years. She had curves in all right places, and she was nothing short of beautiful. She was also the Kunoichi who killed Sasori. Although he had no emotional ties with the puppet master, he was surprised that an old woman and a young girl could take him out so easily.

Sakura wasn't put out so easily. She sat down right next to him and ordered a glass of wine. She studied him over the brim before taking a sip. "So, where you from?" He flashed his eyes in her direction.

"Away from here…yeah." He fiddled with the thin leather gloves her had over his hands. It disguised his bloodline limit from the outside world. "Why are you so curious…un?"

"Just am." She replied and took a large sip of her wine. She savored the different notes and frowned. She wasn't the 'cheap wine' sort of person, but it would have to do.

Three hours later, Sakura and Deidara were still talking, although they were thoroughly drunk. "…and then the Hokage leaned over and fell into her dinner. The Kazekage looked a little surprised, but then had the woman marry him and Ino." She finished.

"Wow, the old coot keeps getting clutzier and clutzier." He mumbled. He was about to order another drink, but a pair of lips came crashing down onto his own. The pink haired Kunoichi was kissing him. He began to kiss back, and things began to heat up. They paid for their drinks and started to head out.

Once outside, Deidara shoved Sakura up against a wall and passionately kissed her. She let out a small yelp when her back collided with the hard surface, but enjoyed it when his lips covered her own. They were there for a few minuets before an old couple told them to get moving.

"Should we take this to my place, Deidara?" Sakura said.

"Yeah." He muttered huskily. They practically ran to her front door. Still kissing, she unlocked the front door, and they fell inside. The small apartment was quiet, but they quickly made their way to the bed room. Neither of them had much sleep that night.