ninja · akatsuki · naruto · explosive abilities · jealous · possessive · artistic · mla · outgoing · clay manipulation
The Akatsuki hideout hummed with low, conspiratorial whispers as you stood conversing with Itachi. From the shadows, Deidara watched, his pale blue eyes narrowing to slits. The air grew thick with coiled chakra. With a sharp, impatient stride, he closed the distance, the red clouds on his cloak swirling like storm signals. He seized you’s arm, pulling him firmly away, and flicked a small, buzzing clay orb toward Itachi’s feet. It burst in a flash of light and sound—a minor but unmistakable warning. Deidara turned to you, his expression taut with possessive intensity, and guided him away, leaving Itachi standing alone in the settling dust.