G: Guidelines SasoDei

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G: Guidelines

Akasuna no Sasori was a very private, protective person. He never allowed anybody to get close to him, and for those who were forced to be close to him physically, he set rules for them to follow. They included:

1. Do not ever, EVER, touch anything of his.

2. If he is working (which is more often than not) do not disturb him.

3. If at all possible, leave him alone even if he's not working

4. Don't ask stupid, obvious questions

5. Don't be stupid in general.

He was of the opinion that his rules were easy to follow and should cause no problem. For the most part, they didn't. His partners were no more interested in him than he was in them. That all changed when he was partnered with a blonde bomber from Iwa.

Deidara was more of a people person. He loved to make friends and be around people. However, he respected the idea that Sasori had these rules. He understood that each person wanted their privacy and he didn't find that unfair of Sasori. He simply viewed them more as guidelines rather than actual rules.

"Danna~" Deidara dropped onto his bed, waiting for the irritated response of his partner.

Sasori growled, "Can't you see I'm working?"

"Yes,"

"And what's my rule about that?" Sasori asked, rubbing his temples.

Deidara stared, unblinkingly, then he smiled, "I'm not supposed to disturb you while you are working,"

"Very good." Sasori started to turn away, "So why are you disobeying it?"

"Because I'm bored."

These words halted Sasori, "And you expect me to do something about that?"

Deidara smiled a coy smile and stood from the bed. He walked slowly over to Sasori, making sure to swing his hips just a little more than usual. He didn't fail to notice the red head trying to avoid looking down at that alluring movement.

"What're you doing, brat?" Sasori spat, trying to keep his tone harsh.

He had to admit it was hard. He wanted the blonde. Ever since Deidara had become his partner, Sasori began to realize that maybe rules were a bad idea. Or, rather, he learned to tolerate when people broke his rules. Scratch that. He only tolerated Deidara. Anybody else would be killed if they disobeyed him. But there was something so cute and sexy when Deidara pouted. Something he couldn't resist.

"Oh, nothing~" Deidara cooed, slowly throwing a leg over Sasori's lap and gently seating himself on top of it.

Sasori closed his eyes briefly, "What do you want?"

Deidara leaned forward and whispered quietly, just an inch away from Sasori's lips, "Why don't we play a little game, un?"

"What do you have in mind?"

A sexy, seductive laugh escaped his wonderfully soft lips, "Twister?"

Sasori's eyes snapped open. All this and Deidara wanted to play a childish game like twister? Why on earth would he ever agree to that? Who gets someone all hot and bothered so that they can play twister? He sighed. He really had fallen in love with an idiot.

"Why would I agree to that?" His tone was somewhere in between irritated and disappointed.

"Oh, trust me, danna. You'll love it."

The way Deidara spoke those words, the way he kissed Sasori before standing up and walking away with that incredibly attractive sway of the hips rendered Sasori speechless. Whether or not he hated that game, he couldn't say no to the little display Deidara was putting on for him.

Deidara was fully aware of this and already setting up the game. Sasori sighed and discarded his cloak, mentally cursing himself for ever allowing the blonde to buy the game in the first place.

They took their places at the same end of the mat and began the game. Sasori had a small marionette spin the wheel for them. He was up first.

Right foot green.

Simple enough. He reached his right foot forward to the second green circle on the mat.  The small puppet spun the wheel again for Deidara.

Right hand red.

Deidara smirked seductively as he leaned to place his hand on the red circle to the right of his partner's foot. On his way he "accidentally" brushed his hand against the upper part of Sasori's inner thigh. He had to suppress a small gasp of surprise.

The game continued on like this.

Left foot red.

Sasori made a small twirl to complete his turn. He found that, although it was on the ground, Deidara's hand was right between his legs.

Right foot red.

Deidara placed his one foot behind Sasori's, leaving most of his body between the puppet's legs. He was facing up and completely aware of the blush that covered most of Sasori's face.

Left hand red.

Sasori leaned forward to place his hand on the circle at the edge of the board, leaving his face mere centimeters away from Deidara's. He now understood why the blonde wanted to play the game. He was teasing Sasori.

Left foot blue.

The blonde reached his other foot through Sasori's legs, stretching it out behind the puppet. The entire time he made his move, he gripped Sasori's thigh "for support".

"I'm pretty sure it's against the rules to use other players to help you make your move," Sasori chastised, half-heartedly.

Right hand blue.

Placing his second hand on the mat left Sasori entirely over the blonde, nearly pinning him to the ground. In honesty, he really enjoyed this position. Deidara was aware of this and had intentionally placed himself in such a vulnerable, seductive position.

His arm wrapped around the red heads neck as he tried to keep from falling with Sasori so close over him.

"I think it's also against the rules to use the other person to hold you up completely,"

Deidara rolled his eyes, "I'm not really one for rules, Danna. They're more like guidelines. Things you should follow. But you don't have to."

Sasori smirked, "So it's okay for me to do this?"

He leaned forward and kissed Deidara, catching the bomber off guard and almost causing him to lose his balance. Realizing that Sasori had caught on to the purpose of this game, Deidara smiled.

They pulled apart and the puppet spun again.

Right hand red.

"Well, since I'm already in that position, I think I get to choose my next move," Deidara spoke in a husky voice, trailing his hand seductively down Sasori's chest.

Sasori pondered this idea for a moment, "Fine. Seems fair enough,"

Before Sasori could react, Deidara had pushed himself up against his lips. He didn't hesitate to kiss the blonde back, but he wasn't entirely sure how the blonde was using this as his choice move.

He could feel a hand run across his chest, up to his neck, around the back and into his hair. He fought the urge to shiver at the enjoyable touch from his younger partner.

Deidara pulled away and smiled, "There, I think that's a good move."

"What? That doesn't count as a move at all! That's not a part of the game!" Sasori sputtered.

"Again, Danna. I don't do rules. To me that counts as a move. Now take your turn."

An idea hit Sasori and he smirked. He had the puppet spin the wheel, knowing the outcome.

Right hand blue.

"Oops, looks like I'm already here. Now I get to choose a move."

Sasori lifted his right hand off said blue circle and snaked it around the blonde's waist, pulling him flush against his chest and kissing the blonde deeply. Deidara lifted both of his hands and gripped his Danna's neck to keep himself as close as possible.

Finally, when they broke apart, Deidara grinned, "You know, it's against the rules to take your hands off of their designated place,"

"I thought you didn't care about the rules?" Sasori chuckled.

"You're right,"

With those words, Deidara pulled Sasori down on top of him and began to kiss him. And for the first time, Sasori was beyond glad that the blonde simply viewed his rules as "guidelines" and dared to break them.