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Warning: SasoDei.

Note: Enjoy.

Warning: Entrapped beneath the scorpion's scrutiny, Hidan had still dared to touch Deidara.

Mine, Mine, and Mine!

Bored of his usual hairstyle, Deidara had began wearing his golden locks completely down for a change, earning himself plenty of compliments from the other criminals in the process. Even so, Deidara had loved and treasured only one compliment, because he had received the praise from his partner and crush, but he had been blushing too much and frightened the crimson haired man away. For this reason, Deidara had began searching for his partner, desiring to apologize and confess his love to the much older man. "What's your hurry?" Hidan asked, while blocking his path to the kitchen, as the blonde pyromaniac turned around and began walking in the other direction. "You're looking for that grumpy puppet, aren't you? You should just forget about him and focus on me."

In a second, Deidara had quickened his pace for the living room's exit, because he had been aware of Hidan's aggressive and violent nature towards people, but he had been soon captured and forced to bend over a desk. Frightened for his safety, Deidara had began struggling and crying out for help, because his brain processed already all of the terrible things Hidan was probably going to do to him, but his feeble squirming and shouts were all being overpowered by the ivory haired man. "Let go of me, Hidan!" Deidara screamed, while a hand stroked and caressed his inner thighs, as a squeak of fear escaped his mouth from the sudden and intimate touch. "Get your hands off of me, Hidan! Sasori can only touch me!"

XOXO

Upon hearing his beloved screaming, Sasori had jabbed his scorpion tail into both of Hidan's legs, continuing the torturous process until his beautiful little puppet pulled him away from the murderous haze. Even so, Sasori hadn't been completely awoken from his vengeful twisted justice, because his poisonous scorpion tail raised once more into the air before ramming inside of those bloody legs, but his last attack was for good measure and a reminder to never touch the blonde pyromaniac again. "Next time, I won't hesitate to kill you," Sasori said, while his scorpion tail reluctantly retracted and dripped blood onto the carpet, as his arm automatically coiled around the frightened sunflower trembling beside him. "Come along, darling. You don't deserve to be in presence of such filth."

Frustrated, Sasori had picked up his beloved bridal style and carried him outside, believing that the both of them needed a break from the criminal organization. He had been soon brought back into the present by adorable giggles and squeals of delight. "I love you," Sasori confessed, while leaning in forward to kiss the blonde in his arms, as a butterfly landed on the puckered out pink lips he was going to kiss. "Why won't the world accept it?! I can only touch you! You're mines!"