Title: Love Bites
Theme: #18 / "say ahh..."
Word Count: 350
Summary: Deidara finds art in the strangest places...

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"Now say ahh...un."

"Deidara."

"Hmm?" The artist looked up from where he was observing Itachi's neck, "What is it, Itachi-san?"

"Opening my mouth for this isn't necessary."

"Oh. Well, I thought that's what all doctors did...un."

Itachi sighed and rubbed at his temples. If this hadn't been under the leader's orders he would have never subjected himself to being alone this long with Deidara. Especially when Deidara was assigned his 'doctor' in lieu of the Akatsuki not having an official one.

"What now, a headache...un?" He asked, seeing the dark-haired Uchiha rubbing his forehead.

"Deidara. This isn't serious. I'm only here to humor the Leader's wishes that someone take a look at this bruise."

Leaning closer to the purple and red patch of flesh, Deidara squinted at it. Then, he jumped back with a crazed look on his face.

"What now, Deidara?"

"I believe I have been inspired...un. That coarsely bitten pale flesh gives me visions of the pale evening sky lit up with purples and reds as an explosion takes out an entire group of shinobi...un!"

Itachi blinked, settling his vaguely noticeable shock into his usual frown.

"You're weird. Can I go now?"

"You must, I have to get to work on this new masterpiece right away...un!"

Itachi stood, pulling his cloak up around his neck to hide the unsightly bruise. He knew that the Leader suspected where it had come from, why else would he insist on having something as minor as a bruise be checked over?

"At least Deidara's too caught up in his new 'artistic' endeavor to think much on it." Itachi thought to himself, glad to be off the hook.

"Oh Itachi-san, one more thing...un!"

Turning, he glanced back at the pale-haired man.

"Next time, tell Kisame to keep it to kisses and not bites on your tender flesh- got that?"

Itachi grimaced, muttering a threat under his breath.

"Don't speak of this to anyone or you'll be the one exploding in purples and reds."

Cloak swirling behind him as he left, the older Uchiha rubbed at the mark on his neck.

"Damned shark teeth..."

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