Loosely based on the song Get Stoned, by Hinder. Check it out.

Sasori's point of view, once again.

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I sigh and try to hide my face.

Deidara's in another of his moods... why does this always happen when we go out? We're not even there yet, and he's already pissed about something.

The bus we've gotten on is extremely bumpy. Every time we go over a bump or stop at a light Deidara complains again. I'm so sick of this...

"Danna! You're not even listening to a word I'm saying, un, are you? What's wrong with you, don't you care, un?" Tears threaten to fall at the corners of his eyes, and I barely resist giving in. They're fake, anyway. I pop him an apologetic smile. "Dei, sweetie," I chide, "if there was something I could do, Love, I'd do whatever it takes to make you happy."

He glares at me, then turns back to the window. "Then do something about it, un!" he snaps.

A smart remark almost pops right off my lips, but I hold it back. If I said what I might have said, he would probably have lost control right there. Itachi turns around to glare at me from where he's sitting in front of me.

"Can't you control him until we get there?" he whispers. I mumble 'get lost', but I'm thankful Itachi's subtle about the matter, even if he's doing it for himself. If Deidara goes off he embarrasses us all.

Deidara punches the window, then yelps and holds his hand. "God, un, this idiot should fix her fucking bus!" he whines. I groan, and the bus pulls to a stop. Good god, we're there. All of us file off the bus towards the bar.

If Deidara can just make it until Itachi's, my plan will work again.

I elbow Hidan, and he shuts his mouth. Even he knows not to mess with Dei.

I lay back on the couch and watch as Itachi walks back from the kitchen with another six-pack. He sits on the couch opposite from us, next to Kisame, and sets the beer on the table in between us. Itachi smiles weirdly, and quite drunkenly for him, and asks why we always have the after-party at his house.

Deidara answers quickly. "Because, un, you're the rich one! The least you could do is do some favors for your freaking friends!"

Itachi sits straight up, and I think, Oh god, he's drunk, he can't stop himself. "You know what, Dei, no one even cares what you think, all you ever do is bitch!" Deidara starts a comeback but I'm not sure what he says, because at that moment I say, "You wear me out, Dei,"grab the front of his shirt, and shove my tongue down his throat, simultaneously.

His hands push at my chest, but I hold him. Hidan and Itachi whistle at us, and Kisame laughs. Deidara growls at me, and I think he tells me to fuck off. Suddenly he slaps me, and I let him go. "Stop it, un!" he whines. "Sasori!"

The beer's getting to me now. I start to pull him in again, but he squirms free and yells, "Danna!" I smirk and trail my fingers up his side. "You know you want it," I say, and he frowns. I remember he's not as drunk as I am. This might not work tonight.

When I kiss him this time he kisses back. The others are already over us and talking amongst themselves. My hands move down to his zipper, but he pulls away again. "We're in the middle of an after-party here, un, stupid," he growls.

"Let's go home, then. It's only down the street," I breathe. He thinks it over and then moves to get up. I grab the two bottles of beer, necessary, and hang on to Dei for support. He whines again, something with various choice words in it.

He mumbles another comment. "I'm still fucking pissed at you, un, you know," he says. "Yeah, I know," I say. "The sex is better when you're mad at me."