The Ocean

-Chapter 6-

-The Yellow Moan-

A blue eye stared at the wall, remaining glued at what had just happened. Konan never backed down to anyone. What the hell was that? A throaty gasp brought him out of his dream-like reality. It came from his own throat.

He wasn't aware Hinata had that much power. His eyelids closed as realization struck, and that sickening smirk plastered itself on his face. It was only going to up the game once word got to Sasori if he didn't know already. Bastard was probably jacking off to one of his puppets.

He cringed at the thought.

Then before he knew it he was deep asleep, dreaming of the fun things he and Hinata were going to be doing…in the bed he slept.

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Soft, white eyelids opened quicker than lightning, to a rat scampering around her room. The white in her eyes quickly glazed over into black. She sighed at the white rat, before slightly easing up. She supposed looking over her shoulder was never going to change.

The rat huddled into its own fur, and cleaned itself. She smiled slightly at it. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a piece of cheese and gently threw it at the rat.

"I think I'll name you Cheese." She said quietly to herself. Swinging her legs over her bed, she breathed in heavily as the past day's events rushed back into her memory.

She remembered Itachi. And how close he had been to her. She remembered him inhaling her flesh like it was a piece of meat. And oh, how she liked it. And the last part was what frightened her. Thinking about the fact that she was a virgin was already unnerving. It wasn't that she was a prude and valued herself too high to fuck anyone. It was that she killed everyone and left before she had a good chance.

Thinking about it was irritating as she quickly pushed the thought from her mind.

Assuming no one was awake at four in the morning was foolish, but not trusting her own judgment completely made her at least put a towel on while walking down the long hall to the bath house. Or, at least she assumed it was that way. With one hand full of her necessary toiletries, and her other hand feeling the wall for extra comfort, she never thought to look for a light.

She knew she was heading down the hall Itachi had appeared before, still she remained cautious. Huffing at the annoyance of lacking her hands, she did what she thought would be the best decision. Inhaling, she threw her things into the air, and quickly did the hand signs to activate her Byakuugan.

Looking up, she could have sworn she was high with how beautiful everything lit up and how the Akatsuki's hideout was electrified with chakra throughout the walls. She saw her items quickly and caught everything before they could hit the ground and cause a ruckus.

Phew.

"Close one, yeah." She heard a voice behind her swirl into the halls. She couldn't place the voice, but one look down the chilling hall and she spotted Deidara.

She should have known. "Yeah." She mumbled boringly.

His blue chakra quickened seeing her. It was almost like a heart rate. Heading towards him, she stopped about four feet in front of him.

"By the way you're dressed, I'd say you were heading for a bath." Deidara exclaimed smiling.

She stared at him blankly, almost not dumbly understanding his obvious remark.

He got uncomfortable under her stare, and extended a hand towards hers. Before she could say anything, he grabbed it. Her flesh grew warm under his cold hand, he guessed she was blushing. Perfect.

"It's in this direction." He said, he started to gently lead her in the opposite direction. Clenching her things more tightly to her soft but firm chest, she let out a sigh. All well. There was no reason why he would have to lie to her.

Walking down the cold hall in silence, question nudged at her brain. She frowned, but said nothing when they came to a small paper door at the end of the hall. Looked made of clay…

Suspicious.

Drifting his hand from hers, he let it fall before slowly opening the door into darkness. Long ago deactivating her Byakuugan didn't seem to benefit her in the end. She stood at the doorway silently.

"Wait here." He said calmly. He then disappeared into the darkness. Had Hinata not been paying attention to the blonde the whole time, she might have realized the steam creeping up and twisting around her body.

She finally caught on. Damn it.

She would be bathing with him. In the same mutherfucking room. Alone. Being alone wasn't the problem. She had full confidence in taking him down. Being naked was the problem. It was sex in a nutshell. And having sex with anyone of the Akatsuki was a problem. The main thing was shielding them the knowledge of her virginity.

With time passing by rather slowly, she huffed in annoyance. Her long hair smelled gross to her, and the wait was really getting to her.

"You can get in now silly." Deidara hummed.

Where the hell was that? She wondered, the voice seemed ten miles away. As she was about to timidly ask, the room was illuminated with a soft, warm sunny color. Very dark. Indeed, clay flowers resting among the steamy water. Were they hot springs?

Her breath hitched slightly at the beautiful sight. It gave off a romantic vibe like she was his adored lover. The roman's bathrooms scents belonged here.

A dark, polished, and expensive looking wood marred the footing area. Lined the steps until it met the stone that was also smooth. Steam rose from the water, the room was as big as a tennis court.

The smell of sweet flowers barely carried throughout the stuffy, but oh so good room. Hinata wanted to drop there.

Then she saw him. Further to the right hand corner was a man. A gorgeous man. His blonde locks were hanging wet and flowing down his sculpted chest. Surprisingly, it really did look sculpted. Down to the detail. He had no hair which only increased his sexiness. His skin had few scars, that still faded, but his flesh also lacked any other markings. Perfectly smooth, almost made of silk.

His body also looked very hard. Worked. Trained. Difficult.

His eyes had a deserted haze, while his mouth was ever so slightly curled into an almost twitching smirk to see her eyes secretly worship his body. He had that affect on a lot of people.

And he relished in that fact. Bastard.

"Okay." She mumbled, before taking slow calculating steps to where he was. She stopped when she saw a big rock before his eyes. Following his eyes, she realized they never left her body. He didn't even try to hide the fact that he was lusting after her. His eyes gave him away.

He mind as well have said it.

She was bloody grateful she had a towel covering herself. Even if barely.

Slightly glaring at him, it caused him to turn away slightly at knowing what she was going to do. Thinking it wasn't good enough, she spoke up.

"Turn around for a minute." She said impassively. Attempting to sound boring, she tried to fool him into thinking there was nothing to see. He didn't fall for it.

"Sure, although I don't see the point Hinata, I will see you whether I wanted to see you or not, and definitely in this case, I do." He said casually as he started slowly turning his shoulders in a different direction while he used his right hand to point to his metal eye, sighing.

She blushed and saw his point, but felt self conscious anyway. He didn't mean that, she told herself. Sitting away from him, she leaned to the side, showing off her luscious curves, while she quickly undid her towel to reveal her complete backside to him. Although not looking directly at her, he felt his blood start to boil, and it had nothing to do with the water.

He couldn't help but smirk at the sight of her body. The anticipation was awful. He had confidence that he could win the bet that morning. He could feel it as he felt himself slightly harden just a tad.

It's just too easy. He told himself. Or so he thought.

Not noticing Deidara's relentless attention, she slowly lowered herself into the hot water. The angry water burned her skin, as she clenched her jaw while her body got used to it.

Deciding to distract herself she struck up conversation.

"Why all this?" She asked him, cocking her head to the side. She seemed to be questioning his motives, and that he wasn't prepared for. Nearly catching him off guard, he changed his expression.

"Why not?" He asked shrugging slightly raising his golden brow in reverse questioning.

She nearly smiled at him, but refrained.

"It just doesn't seem like you Deidara, not at all." She exclaimed quietly.

"Well." He said, thinking about her words.

"You don't really know me Hinata, also, I don't see a problem in you learning." He said smiling slightly. Was he really going to open up? Not that she truly gave a damn, or so she'd keep telling herself, but Deidara didn't seem the type to expand in such areas…

Any of the Akatsuki were viewed more as problem children that society didn't wish to accept. Naturally, she thought there weren't any one of them even slightly normal. But, who was she to judge?

She sure as hell wasn't either.

"I…don't really know what to ask without feeling I am imposing." Hinata nearly stuttered. No. Not that bullshit again.

"You couldn't impose if you tried. Ask away." He said, as he leaned his head back onto the stone. The rock was hot, but he enjoyed its burning sensation. It was a nice…distraction aside from the beauty in front of him.

"Why did you join?" She asked before stopping herself.

"Most people think they know me, and know my real story, but they really don't, I suppose I viewed it as the best option for escape." Deidara calmly said, never letting his gaze droop.

"I see." Hinata nodded slightly to herself, thinking about what he could have possibly needed such an escape from.

"My turn." Deidara said slightly smiling, turning to his side, he grabbed his washcloth and put it over his eyes and leaned back.

Hinata felt slightly relieved he wasn't looking at her anymore. Before replying rudely, she saw a better option.

"My story isn't all that tragic, I saw an unspoken mission for myself and completed it. Cliché story of unappreciated little girl in the family, I suppose they just never expected her to grow up." Hinata said as emotionlessly as she could muster.

It affected her to repeat what happened, but not how she thought it would, nor did it truly sting. She truly did what she had to do. Even if she was to be viewed as a murderer for the rest of her life. The great thing about it though, was that it wasn't going to be when she was with the Akatsuki, they would never see her for what she was. They only saw potential. And that was good enough for her.

"I am not going to pretend to understand what you went through, the only thing I can say is, they had it coming. The only other person, not caged, or dead, would be Itachi to truly understand." Deidara exclaimed. He shrugged, and sighed, obviously enjoying the water relaxing his body.

"Thank you for not trying to lie to me." Hinata said slightly smiling.

Although Deidara couldn't see the barely there smile, he felt it and felt a bit warmer for some reason.

Hinata saw Deidara's covered expression the perfect opportunity to wash her hair. She dunked her head quickly in the water, to come up coughing slightly.

"Forget to take a breath perhaps?" Deidara said, he obviously hadn't moved from his spot, except for his arms more stretched out on the wooden deck.

"Shut up." Hinata grumbled. She then sniffled.

Reaching for her small bottle of shampoo, her hand was stopped be another. She then heard a light chuckle and looked at him quickly.

"Let me do it, yeah. With your luck, you'll lose an eye." Deidara said, before lightly grabbing his cloth and flicking it onto the deck.

Hinata said nothing as the shock of having her hair washed by another man she barely knew finally sunk in. What the hell…

With his thumbnail he flipped open the cap and poured the substance gently into his palm, he made sure his little mouth was tightly closed. He then slowly started advancing next to her. It almost made her uncomfortable until she told herself he had a good reason.

Sitting on the underwater rock, he took his free hand and sat her down in front of him. He parted his legs a little to sit her comfortably for his benefit.

As soon as her bum sat down she felt it. She flinched hugely nearly yelping. She then realized she needed to calm herself down as to not catch his attention.

She did anyway.

"Sorry. Can't really get rid of that." Deidara sheepishly said. Although on the inside laughing until he passed out.

The girl was just too innocent. It was too much fun.

She nodded away from him, although inwardly turning cherry red. Fuck. It was situations like there that made her want to not want anyone. EVER. Although, she never had a situation like this. But…still.

Finally, his hand connected with her scalp and it felt amazing. Thinking about it, she didn't remember letting someone touch her on her own freewill and liking it.

And then. Itachi's face hit her like a ton of bricks.

Never mind.

But, compared to this experience, she just didn't know which was better. Right now, she thought they were dead equal.

Since normally she didn't touch people…ever, his hands now felt like nothing before, anyone touching her was exhilarating. She wanted more and didn't know how to properly express it. She wanted to touch him too. At least a little.

Deciding to do something unexpected with her hands she gently put her arms behind her to his member and lightly traced her extended fingers along his shaft on either side in a slow and very teasing manner.

"Unn." Deidara moaned in to her shoulder as he slightly opened his mouth on her flesh to skin her with his teeth, these sensations with her soapy water were giving him a major mindfuck and he didn't know what the hell to do.

He wanted to fuck her right then and there. His cock twitched under her touch, and all of a sudden he was much more sensitive to the water. It almost seemed too hot for him. He had to go.

Hinata on the other hand felt his teeth and nearly moaned herself. She felt his flesh harden even more under her fingers and for some reason it excited her that much more.

Also, she was thankful she was in front of him and not facing him while she started to blush as she started to throb in very different areas.

He sighed and removed his hands from her scalp and mumbled, "Damn it."

Slightly moving her head to the left, she wondered about his sudden curse. Did she do something wrong? She didn't think she did. Confused, and just as she was about to look back at his face he was out of the water and starting to walk to his towel.

Dripping. And looking very delicious.

Too bad with the angle he was in she couldn't see what was poking at her backside so rudely before.

With the towel not wrapped firmly around his muscled waist. He looked at her hungrily and at the same time apologetically.

Before she realized what she was doing, she faced him and stood up revealing her bouncy breasts to him in all her naked glory.

His mouth fell open. He looked like he was going to burst into tears.

"Did I do something wrong Deidara?" Hinata asked frowning slightly.

"I-I have to go." Deidara stuttered, his eyes never leaving her pink nipples, he brought his fist to his mouth and bit the side of his knuckle, as his eyes went a little further down to her toned stomach.

She just looked so edible.

Suddenly before walking away, he fisted his towel and glanced down at his waist and clenched his jaw.

Was that…Hinata wondered.

He then walked rather quickly out for Hinata to sit alone to her thoughts.

"What the hell did I do?" Hinata said out loud, she then realized how exposed she was to him and yelped again before quickly sitting down.

"Shit." She said before grabbing her Loofa to wash herself.

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I apologize to my readers for how long this chapter took to come out. I've been busy. And, I am definitely still writing my newest chapter for Forbidden Secrets.

So, that school bullshit is starting again. Can't WAIT.

SCHOOL SUCKS MEATY COCK.

Can't wait to be outta here!

Well I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I should have the next chapter out soon, and I totally mean that. Probably within the next month. Maybe I'll give you a treat and have it out within the next few days.

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