Chapter: no not that ôo

Chapter 3 no not that ôô

~ Deidara POV ~

Oh, now I actually fell asleep. I look around sleepily and notice that I am lying in our room and that you apparently were the shape I saw before I fell asleep. Now you lie there and really look like a doll. You look so peaceful, as if nobody can do anything to you. Still, I would like to know where you have been and keep it from me of all people. I get up and run to you, in front of your bed I come to a standstill. Still holding the book in my hand. No movement in your face, how should it be otherwise. But you seem to be relaxed and if I'm not completely mistaken I see a small smile on your lips. Anyone else wouldn't have noticed, but I've already dealt with your facial features and know the differences. I'm kind of proud of that. I'll watch you sleep a little longer and gently put the book next to you.So I walk the way to our bathroom, we have our own like everyone else here. Now stand in front of the mirror and I could scream that Deidara actually got dark circles, but from what? I have to calm down for a moment, it's not a problem that you can't get rid of, at least that's what I'm telling myself. I'd rather brush my teeth and keep my eyes closed, otherwise I might swallow the toothbrush in shock. Now I have no choice but to go to Itachi and ask him for something that is not particularly easy for me. So I let the redhead sleep for a while and go to Itachi. You can really feel sorry for this guy, the smell of fish is already gathering in front of his door. Kisame must have really bad flatulence today or he really only makes up his mind to wash once every two months, I honestly trust him to do both. Should I go in there now, plunge into misery and maybe lose my sense of cunning?Or rather go back to be sure that I will survive and that I have not suffocated from the stench. It's really difficult, but unfortunately only he has what I need from Itachi. So I knock and prepare to laugh, the world has never seen such dark circles. The door opened and the fish head stood in front of me, completely perplexed.
"What are you doing here? Don't you see that I'm busy?" said this at the same time.
"I want to Itachi and not you, and yes I SMELL that you are busy but you can shit around even when I'm gone. So Uchiha is there now, un?" I try to say that I don't have much breath must consume. Believe me, this stuff knocks you out, take a nose ...
"Yes, I will get him" and he has already disappeared into the musty room and a black-haired man is now standing in the door. He looks at me without a word, and a cold shiver runs down my back from his gaze.
"You, uh, can I borrow your uh make-up, please, un?" I say carefully.and he seems to have noticed my problem and I think he has to resist laughing. I feel so humiliated, I should have put my bast hat on before I left, but too late. Without a word, Itachi let me stand there, had disappeared back into his room. The only indication that he is coming back is that he left the door open and the whole thing pulls out. I'm waiting for five minutes but now he's back there pushes something into my hand and closes the door. I carefully look at the object in my hand and it was actually make-up. I go back to the bathroom, Sasori apparently no longer sleeps, his bed is empty and made up. Where he's just hanging around again. I now stand in front of the mirror and realize that make-up doesn't really match my skin type, so I have to smear it all over my face and hope that it doesn't dry out and crumble off.