Chapter 8
It didn’t take them too long to get back to the restaurant with Sasori leading them, at least it seemed to take a lot less time than getting there took. Despite this, by the time they got back, Tobi and Deidara were nowhere to be found. They were only gone, what, about an hour? Did they really ditch them that easily!?
About twenty minutes after Sasori had left Deidara looked at Tobi with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “We should leave.” He wasn’t getting anywhere with Tobi’s love life right now anyways so he figured it was time to switch focus again.
“But Senpai- They aren’t back yet!” Tobi protested.
“Exactly! When they get back we’ll be gone and they’ll still be hungry! Meaning they’ll probably eat together, yeah!”
“We could all eat together-“
“They need to eat together alone, Tobi.”
“Why?”
“Because-“ Deidara sighed. “Because it’s a part of the secret mission, yeah?”
“Ohhhh- okies senpai! Let’s hurry up before they get back!!”
“I can’t believe they would just fucking ditch us like that for no reason! We weren’t even fucking gone that long and they just decided they would leave without us!? Seriously!?”
“There was no reason for them to wait for us.”
“Huh- oh yeah, you have that fucking ‘no waiting’ thing- but still- it’s not a bad fucking thing for a friend to wait for a friend – not that Tobi’s my fucking friend but Dei-“ He paused, it finally clicking. “Oh Jashin damn it. I’m going to kill that fucking blonde asshole-“
“They likely finished eating before they left.”
“Wha- of course they did but why the hell does that even matter??”
“We still need to eat and we are already here.”
“Huh-“ Was Sasori asking him out on a- but no- he was just making use of the situation, right? No point in not eating when they were already here, right?
“There’s no reason to kill Deidara on an empty stomach. We might as well eat before you try to kill him.”
“Yeah- I guess you’re right. I never did get to eat my fucking ribs.”
“Then it’s settled.” Sasori stated, perhaps unnecessarily so as he was the one that followed Hidan to a table. Sasori was aware that Deidara had probably done this on purpose. He wasn’t certain if Deidara knew of his crush or if Deidara knew that Hidan liked him – if he even did but the more Hidan reacted angrily to the blonde’s meddling the more likely it seemed – but he wasn’t going to let that stop him from taking advantage of it.
This was more of a date than their earlier notdate and both of them were acutely aware of that but neither were willing to state the fact out loud.
Hidan was terrified that if he classified it as a date Sasori would know and that he wouldn’t return the feelings. It didn’t help that he wasn’t very observant and that Sasori wasn’t close to many other people. To him, that made it harder to compare the way he acted with others rather than proving that the redhead liked him just due to the fact that he sometimes went as far as to seek him out when he wanted to spend time with him.
For Sasori it was the opposite. He was extremely observant and was suspecting that Hidan felt the same way if not something similar. He simply wasn’t the kind of person that spoke about his feelings very easily – and with how openly ‘not gay’ Hidan was he didn’t want to risk scaring the other off with his feelings. So, despite how much he hated the notion, he was going to bide his time and wait.
“You know,” Hidan said shortly after their food had arrived. “This is actually a lot better than it would have been with those two idiots.”
Sasori nodded. “Despite being with you it’s a lot more peaceful.”
“Yea- hey! I can fucking be peaceful!”
Sasori rose an eyebrow, giving the other a doubtful look.
“I said I could be peaceful- not that I fucking was-“
“And you certainly are not.”
“Yeah, but you fucking love that about me~”
“Strange as it is.”
“I mean- wait- what?”
“We are friends, despite how unpeaceful you are even when I want silence. It’s strange but it’s the truth.” Sasori explained, not discrediting or even commenting on the loving it thing. It was irrational but he loved all of Hidan, he just couldn’t say that yet.
“Yeah-“ Hidan smiled. “Yeah, we’re friends even if we want different things sometimes. It’s a fucking refresher being friend’s with you actually, even with the differences. You’re a lot funnier to hang out with than Dei is, that’s for sure.”
“That’s because he’s a brat.”
“Yeah? And what does that make me?” Hidan leaned forward some, placing his elbows on the table to get closer to the other. He was really interested in what the other would say for more reasons than one.
“…You’re Hidan.”
“What? But that’s just my name-“
“There’s no one word that can accurately describe you, Hidan. You’re name is the closest I can get to an accurate moniker.” The next closest would be crush or hopefully boyfriend in the future but Sasori couldn’t just say either of those.
“Moniker?”
“Name.”
“Why not just fucking say name-?” Hidan asked, confused as to why anyone would want to make things more difficult by having multiple different ways to say something. As he asked he repositioned his elbows, having rested his face in on of his hands and causing them to slip. When he did so he accidently landed his elbow on the little plate to the side he had almost forgotten about – the corn that came with his meal that he refused to eat.
He somehow managed to hit the plate just in the right place to fling the corn directly at his face. “What the fuck-!?” He yelled, quickly getting up and letting the corn drop to the floor. “Fucking bullshit ass vegetable- I’m not fucking eating you!”
“The corn didn’t do anything. You hit the plate.” Sasori pointed out as he stood up.
“Yeah but still- stupid fucking vegetable-“
“Lean down for a moment.”
“What?” Hidan blinked, confused at the sudden change of topic. Did Sasori want to kis-
“There’s corn in your hair.” The puppeteer explained, making an impatient gesture with his hand. Hidan leaned down, bending his head in Sasori’s direction without thinking. He had corn in his hair and he needed it out. It made sense. That is, until he felt the other’s hands in his hair.
It felt nice, having Sasori’s hands in his hair like that, like it was right. But, well, let’s just say there’s a reason he kept his hair slicked back like that – harder to touch – and if Sasori didn’t sto-
Oh.
Too late for that.
Hidan quickly pulled back, face flushed a deep red at the sound that had come out of his mouth. He hadn’t meant to- it just felt so nice and it was Sasori and- fuck- Sasori-
The redhead was standing there, hands still in mid-air where Hidan’s head had been a moment before. The corn was already out of Hidan’s hair but it was so soft – and Hidan seemed so content – that Sasori had kept playing with it. But then he had just- Hidan had moaned, in the middle of the restaurant, because of him and he couldn’t think straight – not just because he was gay either – he could barely move.
Sasori was certain his face was as red as his hair if not redder and he couldn’t figure out what to say. What did you say when you accidentally made your ‘friend’ moan, when he seemed just as surprised and embarrassed as you were-
“Fuck- uh- I gotta go-“ Hidan managed to get out before he rushed out of the restaurant, in a mirror of the way he had left last time except for different reasons and they had actually gotten to eat this time.
Hidan’s movement was enough to get Sasori moving and he followed, quicker than he was last time thanks to the lack of annoying blondes. By the time he exited the building Hidan was just to the left of the doorway, standing leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Sasori regarded him quietly, still uncertain of what he should say. He now knew just how sensitive the other’s hair was. Oh, now that he thought about it that did make sense- “Is that why you always have it slicked back like that?”
Hidan nodded, not surprised that Sasori had followed him after what happened earlier. “Yeah-“ He opened his eyes, forcing himself to look at the smaller male despite how embarrassed he still was. “Sorry-“
“I’m the one that should apologize.”
“You didn’t do anything-“
“I was...playing with your hair- it’s soft.”
Hidan chuckled, looking up at a strand of his hair that had fallen in his face after Sasori had tussled it. “Yeah, the gel has some conditioning shit in it or something-“
“Or something?”
“I don’t fucking know what it is-“
“I doubt that.”
“Okay- maybe I do- so fucking what? I like to do my hair and make it feel soft. It’s nice.”
Sasori nodded, pleased that Hidan had admitted as much. He really didn’t need the other to since he already knew it but it was still nice. “We should get back to the base. Didn’t you have a blonde to kill?”p> “Yeah-“ Hidan started to head back, muttering ‘or thank’ under his breath. Despite his anger at the blonde he had to admit that he enjoyed the time he got to spend with Sasori – even with the embarrassing parts – and he was thankful for it, as long as Dei actually stopped his meddling this time-