The Rogue’s Love

Chapter Twelve: The Interrogation

“Hey, Sasori?” I asked the next morning. I had woken to his arm wrapped comfortably around my waist, being held tightly to his chest. Again, I didn’t remember falling asleep. But, I’m glad he didn’t sleep on the floor, this time.

“Yes?” he answered groggily, lazily wiping the sleep out of his eyes. He had just woken up, and the sound of his deep voice was starting to give me goose bumps. Although, I made sure not to make the same mistake and wake him up, like I did last time. And, as creepy as it sounds, I watched him until he woke up.

“I was wondering…what did you do with my shirt?” He blinked, confusion flitting across his face. After a moment, he frowned. “I think I may have actually tore it off of you…”

I nodded, “Oh, that’s ̶̶̶̶̶ wait…what the fuck, Sasori? You honestly couldn’t have just lifted it over my head?” I scolded, trying to wiggle my way out of his arms. That wasn’t fair. Now, what was I supposed to wear? Sasori acted as if he didn’t realize I was fighting to get out of his grasp. Instead, he pressed his lips into my neck, whispering lightly.

“Honestly, I like you better without it.”

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“You have some explaining to do!” Deidara yelled, jumping out from the corner of the dark hallway. I swear, if I didn’t just almost have a heart attack, he’d be dead. On the ground. I think I’d let Zetsu eat him, the half-plant-person-thingy seemed prone to eating human flesh. The thought of his razor teeth tearing through my skin made me shiver in disgust.

“Deidara,” I gasped, actually leaning over to catch my breath. “Don’t. You. Ever. Do. That. Again.” He paid no mind to me as he dragged me to his room. Jesshika was sitting on his bed, arms crossed over her chest.

What the hell was this?

“When did this happen?”

“Did you sleep with him?”

“Oh, Kami. Was he good?”

“We didn’t hear much after we left…it must not have been good.”

Jesshika made a face, “Oh, you poor thing. Your first time, and he wasn’t even good.” Deidara shook his head disapprovingly, “You know, I hear Hidan’s good. You could always give him a try.”


“Just, st ̶̶̶̶̶ “

“Stop!” Seriously, they were insane. Why do I socialize myself with these idiots? Then again, I really didn’t have much of a choice.

I held up my fingers, counting down their questions as I answered them, “Truthfully, I have no clue when any of this started. No, we didn’t sleep together.” I glared at the two before continuing, “Just for the record, if we did sleep together, I really don’t think I’d be out of his room…” or, able to walk straight for that matter. I decided to keep that last part to myself. Although, it was probably true. “And, no, I will not give Hidan ‘a try’. He’s revolting.”

“Is that Sasori’s?” Jesshika asked, pointing to the over-sized Akatsuki cloak I was wearing. I looked down at the shapeless cloth that almost swallowed me whole, looking more like a blanket than an article of clothing. At least it smelled like him.

I bit my lip, trying to stop the grin from forming on my face. But, it just wouldn’t stop growing. Now would be the time for the full situation to hit me, and I’d start fan-girling.

“Oh, Kami.” I whispered, eyes growing wide.

“What? Are you okay? Raikou?” I giggled, feeling as if I should be jumping on the bed, doing cartwheels and handsprings, singing at the top of my lungs ̶̶̶̶̶ despite my horrible singing voice.

“She’s starting to scare me,” Deidara stated, staring at me oddly. Jesshika mutely nodded, also staring.

“Raikou?”

“He kissed me!” I bursted out, laughing, trying to memorize they way his lips moved against mine. The way his fingers traced the contours of my body, sending me into a world of erotic fantasies. Even the pain took its toll on me, when Sasori bit me. In some sick , twisted way, when he hurt me, it felt good. Beyong imaginable belief. I wanted him so badly.

Jesshika shook her head, “Virgins.”

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I was enjoying some quality alone time in front of the TV, savoring what little time I had to myself. This was actually the first time I’ve had to myself since I’ve arrived at the hideout. And, I had to say, it was absolutely amazing.

Sasori and Deidara had gone off on some mission, hours earlier. I had to say, I was surprised when I wasn’t automatically dragged along with them. But, I guess in the end, it worked out better this way. Well, for me, anyways.

The good thing was, Sasori allowed me to keep his cloak for a little longer, claiming her had others. I really didn’t care if he did, or not. This thing was surprisingly soft, and warm. I actually hadn’t planned on giving Sasori his cloak back anytime soon, anyways. He’d have to take it off of me by force, undressing me himself. Which, really, should be enjoyable for bother parties.

“Raikou,” a female voice called me out of my impending dark thoughts, scaring me. What was this? International ‘Let’s All Scare Raikou’ Day? Kami.

I looked up to see Konan standing over me, her usual expressionless mask was present on her pale face. Was it just me, or did half of the members of this stupid organization either have dull personalities, the other half having way too colorful, annoying traits? Oh, the joy of living with a bunch of S-ranked criminals.

When I didn’t automatically respond, she continue, “Pein has a mission for us.” I felt both of my eyebrows shoot up. I actually had a mission? Well, that’s a first. “Well, really, he didn’t want me to go alone. You’re not a necessity…just more of an accessory.” I slumped in the couch cushions. Oh. Wow. She really knew how to boost one’s self-esteem, huh?


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Sorry about this chapter |: It’s just eh. And, more eh. And short. D: So sorry >.<

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Also, I didn't feel like drawing a picture for this chapter, so enjoy that cute picture of Sasori ♥ He's so cute~