Hearts of Glass

Itachi and Kisame drug themselves up the stairs from a long hard mission. Neither of them cared what happened next as long as they could sleep. It had been three days of non stop traveling and no sleep. Their minds were tired and their bodies sore. Kisame had used every ounce of physical strength he had in battle and the rest in travel. Itachi had overused the sharingan again and was practically blind due to tiredness and strain. They reached their room and immediately dropped their weapons and cloaks. Not a word was spoken between the two as they lay down on their beds and slept like the dead.

Down the hall Deidara tossed and turned. Sasori had been gone on a mission for two weeks and still no word when he would be back. He and Sasori had been partners for three years and lovers for a little longer than one. It wasn't unusual for them to be on missions this long it was just unusual to be apart. Pein had been very clear on the details of having Sasori on this mission alone. Deidara hadn't protested he just didn't understand why. Sasori had been vague on his target and Deidara hadn't pushed the issue. Now he wondered why there was so much secrecy.

The following evening Kisame awoke to find Itachi's bed empty. He listened carefully to see if he could hear him anywhere. Not a sound came from anywhere in the room. He and Itachi had been partnered for four years now and had only just begun dating nine months ago. Kisame was ready and willing to do anything Itachi wanted. The problem was that Itachi didn't want to do anything. He didn't mind holding Kisame's hand or a hug once in a while maybe even a kiss or two but that was it. Kisame knew it would be hard for Itachi to submit to being under Kisame in bed.

He had hoped that the Uchiha would see that Kisame wanted to be with him in the most intimate of ways. Itachi had been against it from the beginning. So to say that they were lovers would actually be a laugh. You had to be making love to be lovers. Right now they were an innocent high school dating couple. Kisame had tried several times to get Itachi to fall into the groove and just let it happen but all too often Itachi was the one in control. Kisame wasn't against being under Itachi if he had to be and he had told Itachi as much. That hadn't gone over so well either.

Itachi had flat refused to take someone who was twice his size in bed. So that left them back at square one. Kisame was in need of some good old fashioned loving and Itachi was in need of a pride shift. As far as Kisame was concerned this relationship was going nowhere. He wasn't ready to give up just yet but it would have been nice to know that maybe someday they would actually couple. Itachi hadn't even mentioned the future and if he died by his brother's hands before that then he was most likely fine with it. Kisame however was not.

Kisame couldn't say he had never thought about going out and finding someone to scratch his itch. That would be a lie. He had thought about it several times. He didn't want to hurt Itachi, he was just so damn lonely. He thought that relationships were supposed to stop that. However it seemed to be worse then before he and Itachi got together. Before he could go out and find someone to share a night with even if it was all a lie. Now he couldn't find someone else and he couldn't have the man he loved either. He was trapped in loneliness.

Somewhere downstairs in the kitchen a similar thing was going through another males mind. Sasori had always taken Deidara's feelings and opinions into consideration. Deidara had never once been lonely during their relationship. For the first time since they had made love and became one instead of two, Deidara found himself to be damn lonely. He wasn't about the sex. He was about the closeness and companionship. He could do without the sex as long as Sasori was there with him to keep him from feeling utterly lost.

Kisame came into the kitchen looking for his partner to see Deidara sitting at the table looking lost and a bit on the pathetic side. Kisame really couldn't judge. He was in a relationship with someone who was as cold as ice and refused to submit. So really he was the pathetic one. He sat down with a groan.

"Everything okay, Kisame un?" Deidara asked eyeing the blue skinned male. Kisame smiled sadly.

"Yeah, as okay as it can be." He said looking at the stone floor of the cave.

Deidara nodded in agreement. "Is it Itachi, un?" Deidara asked. Kisame let out a soft laugh.

"Is it that obvious?" He asked with a smirk. Deidara nodded and shrugged.

"It just seems that he has been more withdrawn then usual, un." Deidara said.

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret." Kisame said seriously. "Itachi and I are dating. We have been for a few months now. The problem is that he wants everything to do with a relationship as long as it doesn't involve sex with another male. Or maybe its just me he is against it with." Kisame said to a shocked Deidara.

"I knew you guys were close, un. I just never knew you were that close." Deidara said nodding as if things were making more sense. Kisame smiled softly.

"Yeah well can one actually get close to Itachi? I have worked my ass off over the years to get him to trust me and to trust him. Now we are back at square one. It is like being new partners all over again only with added baggage." Kisame said. Deidara thought about it for a moment and thought that Kisame was probably right. Partnerships were hard enough without making it harder by adding a relationship to the mix.

"Have you seen Itachi this morning?" Kisame asked. Deidara nodded.

"Yeah, un. I seen him at the table with his tea and then he went out to train. He said to let you know he would be gone until late afternoon, un." Deidara said. Kisame rolled his eyes. He would be spending the day alone again. He sighed heavily and stood.

"Thanks." He said as he went to walk away. Deidara stood and walked on the other side of the table. He wrapped his arms around Kisame's neck hugging the older male. Kisame smiled and hugged Deidara back.

All at once his mind began to wander. The feel of a male body against his was wonderful to say the least. He couldn't remember the last time he held Itachi against him. He couldn't remember the last time Itachi wanted to be held. He wrapped his arms securely around Deidara's waist and basked in the feeling of another human being so close. Deidara too was finding it hard to keep his thoughts straight. Sasori had been gone a while but had it really been that long? Deidara let himself fall into the feeling as much as Kisame was.

Kisame pushed Deidara back for a moment and captured his lips in a hot wet kiss that left them both clinging to each other. Deidara knew he should walk away but every fiber of his being was floored by the feeling of the kiss. Kisame was a very passionate man. Kisame looked at Deidara for confirmation that he hadn't overstepped. Deidara smiled and kissed Kisame again. Kisame hungrily took Deidara's lips and ran his hands down Deidara's back molding the blonde's body to his own. Heat spread throughout him as he held the blond.

Deidara made little mewling sounds as lust took over his senses. Kisame picked up Deidara and carried him up the stairs to the blond's room. He closed the door with a soft click and set the blond on his feet.

"Deidara, I don't know where this is going but I need to know if you are willing to take the next step here." Kisame said not looking directly at the blond for the fear he would lose all self control. Deidara wasn't his type at all and he wasn't Deidara's but loneliness played some wicked mind tricks on a persons psyche.

Deidara bit his lip for a moment. "I am so lonely, un."

He said desperately. Kisame nodded and moved forward. He grabbed Deidara and kissed him hotly. Deidara pressed against Kisame as hard as he could trying to get as close as possible. Kisame was just as desperate. Kisame pulled Deidara's shirt off of him in lightning motion. Deidara shivered under Kisame's touch. It had been a while since he felt this and it was different considering Sasori was made of wood. There was no warmth in Sasori's touches. That didn't mean that Deidara didn't love it anyway but to be touched by warm fingers was heaven.

Deidara began tugging on Kisame's shirt. Kisame gladly gave it up. He pressed his naked torso against Deidara's and got a moan from the blond. Both men were rock hard and ready to go. It was a challenge to keep from tearing each others clothes off and just ramming it into Deidara. Both were having trouble controlling their breathing as they ran their fingers over flesh. Neither was thinking about each other as they both imagined their partner beneath their fingertips. Kisame undid the clasp of Deidara's pants making the blond groan. The last time he could remember being this hard was when he and Sasori had made love for the first time.

Kisame slipped his hand inside of the blonde's pants and grasped the hardened shaft. A long pent up moan came from Deidara's throat. The sound went straight to Kisame's already hard and pained member. Kisame squeezed the flesh between his fingers and could feel the pre cum already beginning to seep. Deidara threw his head back and let out a cry of pleasure. Kisame released the member and began tugging the material of the blonde's pants down his hips and off of his body. The blond now lay bare before him.

Kisame stared at the perfect skin and the hardened member. He was dying to get inside of the body beneath him. He undid his own pants and released his aching member. He groaned glad to be free of the restricting material. Deidara eyed the shark's member and was impressed by its size. He took a long look at it before he opened his mouth and engulfed the appendage. Kisame let out a guttural moan and held onto Deidara's head to help guide him, also so he wouldn't pull away just yet. This was wonderful.

Deidara sucked lightly at first and then began sucking harder as he rammed the member deeper into his throat. The feeling was so intense that Kisame came immediately. Deidara swallowed the cum like a pro. It amazed Deidara that even though Kisame had just cum he was still as hard as he had been. He knew what that was like. That was the sign that you needed so much more than a quick blow. Deidara worked the pants off of Kisame and onto the floor. He lay back on the bed and spread his legs apart to give Kisame access.

Kisame gladly took it. He slipped in between Deidara's legs and leaned down to kiss the blond. He could taste his own essence on the blonde's tongue. It made him shiver with naughtiness. He kissed the blond a couple more times before he slipped a finger into Deidara. Deidara cried out from surprise and pleasure as the finger struck his prostate. Kisame grinned and rubbed the spot again. Deidara squirmed and called out breathlessly. Kisame pulled his finger free and added a second. Deidara came up off the bed in a gasp of pain mixed with pleasure.

Kisame rubbed the prostate over and over again driving Deidara mad with pleasure. Kisame pulled his fingers free and added the third. After a repeat of the previous motions he removed his fingers all together. He pressed the tip of his member against Deidara's entrance and almost lost it from the feeling. He shuddered and almost pulled away as if he had been electrocuted. Deidara wrapped his hands around Kisame's hips and helped guide him into him. It hurt but felt great at the same time. Kisame gave in and allowed himself to enter the blond fully.

Deidara called out Sasori's name which didn't bother Kisame in the least as he was thinking about Itachi. The feeling of being inside of someone was amazing in itself. The heat and the tightness was driving him mad. Deidara rolled his head from side to side in pleasure and called out continuously while Kisame groaned and grunted with each thrust. It wasn't long and they were both falling over the edge. Neither was ready to give in yet so they continued a while longer. Every bit of need and hunger showed in their motions as they rocked into each other.

As they tumbled over the edge a second time and tiredness took over they pulled apart. Kisame pulled the blanket up over Deidara and stood to dress. Deidara gave him a woeful look. Kisame smiled. "It will do no good to get caught like this." He said and put on his cloak as he left the room. Deidara sighed and let sleep take him. Kisame was right. They would have a major problem to deal with if that happened.

Kisame entered the hall and turned to close the door when he turned around all he saw was red. He hit the floor and fell into the blackness.

A few hours later he opened his eyes and looked around. What the hell had happened? He remembered leaving Deidara and Sasori's room and stepping into the hall. He also remembered red. Red something. There were black spinning_ Itachi! Oh hell no! He had run into Itachi in the hall. That would mean that Itachi had been in the hall while he was with Deidara doing a dirty deed. He groaned and covered his face.

"Are you remembering why you are here?" A menacing voice asked. Kisame sat bolt upright and looked towards the owner. Itachi glared hard at the shark man.

"Itachi, I_ Save it!" Itachi growled. He stood and walked towards the hospital bed. Kisame blanched as he watched the vicious killer move towards him.

"We are through Kisame. In every sense of the word." He said and turned to leave.

Kisame laughed drawing Itachi's attention and the Sharingan. "We are through? What a laugh. We never started. I tried everything I could to get you to be with me and you refused to give up that damn Uchiha pride. Would it have been so bad? Wait! Yes, it would have because you really didn't want me in the first damn place!" Kisame spit out in his fury. Itachi dropped the Sharingan and stood motionless in the middle of the room. "When you want to blame someone for this, blame yourself. I would have done anything and everything for you. You didn't want anything to do with me." Kisame finished laying back on the pillow to slow the dizziness.

Itachi turned to leave the room once more. "If it makes a difference, I pretended he was you." Kisame called after Itachi. Itachi never looked at Kisame but a small smile crept onto his face. He walked away from the infirmary and headed up to Deidara's room. Before he could knock he could hear the blond crying. Another voice came from behind the door. Sasori!