((This little morsel of fluffiness is dedicated to my wonderful friend Kaili! I've never written SasoDei before, so I hope they are at least a little in character…and if not, I hope they are adorable! Enjoy! Let me know, I might continue this!))

There was an eerie silence, and Deidara couldn't shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe, something was wrong. He usually ignored those feelings, especially when it had pertained to his partner, Sasori. But tonight…tonight was worse than it had even been. He could almost taste the tension coming from the other male. Deidara sat up in his bed, and turned to Sasori, who was hunched over his work desk, working on mechanisms for his newest puppet.

"Danna? Is there something wrong? Hmm." He asked innocently. He knew Sasori really hated to be bothered, but the blonde couldn't help himself. He was naturally curious. He heard the red head hiss, and suddenly, his puppet head spun around and glared at Deidara.

"What did I tell you-" He began in a very nasty, angry voice. He stopped when he saw the look on Deidara's face. His partner was scaring him. His blue eyes were wide and frightful.

"Danna, I'm sorry! I-I just wanted to make sure you were okay! You seemed…upset." He bowed his head, his long, loose blond hair cascading over his shoulders. "Gomen."

Sasori cursed under his breath. He'd been meaning to ease up on his young partner. He knew that if he continued to push Deidara away, he would eventually have to get a new partner. He wanted to avoid that at all costs. It was bad enough he had to spend all of his free time with the annoying blonde…but at least he had some appreciation for art. He turned his head back around.

"No, I am sorry. And I'm fine, I've just been thinking a lot lately. That fight with Chiyo-baa-san left me with…memories…one's I had long since buried before she brought them back into the light again." He explained begrudgingly, as he tightened some screws on his new creation. He heard Deidara clamber to the end of the bed, closer to Sasori, so he could see over the other man's shoulder.

"You mean how lonely you were without your Mother and Father? Hmm." He asked, his head cocked to the side. Sasori cringed, but held steadfast onto his patience.

"Yes…" he hissed. Deidara pouted. He leaned over Sasori's shoulders, and removed the screwdriver from his hand. The red head was about to turn and ask him what he was doing, when he noticed Deidara's pale hands rubbing his chest and shoulders.

"You don't have to worry about that sort of thing anymore, Danna. You have me." He said simply. Those words hit Sasori hard.

'You have me…'

"Deidara…you know I can't feel that." He deadpanned. Deidara cocked his head.

"Feel what? Hmm." He asked, continuing his massage. Sasori stood suddenly, letting Deidara's hands slide down his back as he walked to the other side of the room. He sat down on his bed.

"Your hands on me. I can't feel it. I've shut that part off, so I can't feel pain."

Deidara followed him, a scowl on his pretty face. "Why would you do that? If you can't feel pain, then you can't feel pleasure either." He sat down next to his partner. Sasori looked contemplative.

"I've never felt pleasure. Not in the physical way, at least." He said. Deidara smiled at him, but there was a devious under note in his eyes.

"Danna…turn it back on. Your nerves I mean. I'll show you what pleasure feels like. Hmm." He climbed into the other man's lap. "I'll give you a kiss. My very first one!"

Sasori looked skeptical, but he obliged. His heart core glowed, and Deidara took this as his cue. He wrapped his arms around Sasori's neck, and pressed his lips against his Master's. Sasori couldn't have described the feeling, even if he'd wanted to. He kissed back after a few minutes, and Deidara moaned into the kiss, parting his lips and shyly swiping his tongue against Sasori's lips, begging for entrance. When Sasori opened his mouth, Deidara playing flicked his small tongue inside, coaxing Sasori's to play with his. The red head pulled back.

"Deidara…what was that-" the puppet began, but Deidara brought a finger to his lips.

"Shh. Could you just hold me, Danna? You're not the only one who gets lonely, you know. Hmm."