Aloha! Sorry for taking so long to update Dx this won't be a very long chapter since I only have half an hour unfortunately.
I've decided to start using honorifics sometimes! Somehow it seems more appropriate to make Sakura say (before now, this means in my other stories) Sasuke-kun rather than just Sasuke, and Deidara call Sasori Sasori-danna rather than Master Sasori or Sasori, my man or whatever. So yeah, I don't usually use honorifics but I'll use them occasionally when I feel like it :B
Anyway...
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"You seem to get into arguments with everyone, Deidara," Eiko commented in amusement.
"It's because he can't talk properly," I murmured. Deidara glared at me furiously.
"Remember that time I painted your scope pink and drew flowers on it while you were sleeping?" I asked.
"That wasn't even funny, un," Deidara mumbled, going red, remembering having to walk around with that for a week until I told him how to get the paint off.
"Yes it was," I giggled, nudging him. He gave me a death glare that made me back a few steps away from him until I was standing on the edge of the finger we were stood on.
"At least I don't look like a demon."
"At least I can talk properly."
"At least I can create better art."
"...At least I have two arms."
That did it. With a ferocious growl, Deidara leapt towards me.
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"Behave yourselves!" Pein commanded with irritation. "Acting like children, you should be ashamed of yourselves. Mizuki, stop taunting Deidara. Deidara, control your temper a little better. Now concentrate on the jutsu, both of you!"
Deidara and I both resumed our previous stances, muttering apologies, and focused back on the jutsu. It was extremely surprising that neither of us had broken the hand seals
"Why do you two always fucking fight? We can all feel the sexual tension between you," Hidan scoffed. I glared daggers at him, but he didn't stop there. "Besides, we all know you've slept together, so why keep it a secret by arguing all the fucking time?"
"Shut the hell up," I hissed, still glaring. My eye colour had a good effect when I glared; it just looked scarier. "And no, we haven't. You're mistaken there."
"Why do you always fucking deny it?"
"Why do you find it necessary to fucking swear all the time?"
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