Requested by Marizychan

Hope you like it.

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(Y/n)'s POV

I don't remember the last time I accepted a favor from a friend. I am not the kind of person that helps others. I usually decline everything and put myself first. I am so close at achieving my dream, so close to finally getting my dream job, that I don't have time to waste. Yet, I couldn't decline this simple favor that Obito asked me to do.

He sure can have his way with me when he wants something badly. So the fact that he is willing to pay my rent as an exchange of his favor says a lot. Though I find strange the fact that he is willing to do so much for a favor which isn't even for him. I never understood him anyway so I am not going to question it more for the time being.

After a lot of searching I found the address that he had gave me. I looked at the building in front of me in curiosity as it looked abandoned and loveable at the same time. I am not a judge so I am not going to criticize anything else. It's someone else's house and he can do anything he want with it.

I walked at the frond door knocking it softly. I didn't receive any answer so I knocked again. Once again nothing. I sighed as I tried to look though the window next to it, but I couldn't see anything due to their black color. That made me impatient and before I knew it I gave a strong knock on the door. This resulted for the door to open on its own as the lock seemed loose.

-"Hello?" I said as I entered slowly.

Once again I didn't receive any answer. I decided to enter and search for that person on my own. At first I was in small room that looked like a storage, but when I passed the next door I was met with a much bigger one. It was huge, almost at the size of a basketball court. It had a lot of things inside it from normal house furniture to many strange and beautiful sculptures. I somehow felt like I was inside a measum, but the dust that was all over the place made it impossible.

-"Almost perfect."

I heard someone's voice say and started walking at that direction. Soon enough I found someone sitting on a wooden chair and sculpting something with his bare hands on a wooden table. He had blonde long and straight hair that were on a ponytail, asomehow thin yet muscular body that was covering by a thin grey t-shirt and black pants. He seemed concentrated making me understand why he didn't hear me knocking or even entering his house.

-"Perfect!" he declared once he had finished as he stood up and turned at my direction.

Once his eyes fell on me he got scared, not expecting a person standing there, making his creation fall from his hands and hit the floor. This resulted at it losing its form and becoming a pile of clay.

-"Now I have to start from the beginning." he said as a long sigh escaped his lips.

-"Sorry for scaring you. I didn't mean to." I apologized, knowing how losing all your work felt like.

-"Who are you?" he asked me as he looked in my (e/c) with his blue ones.

-"I am (Y/n) (L/n). Oboto asked me to come here."

-"Oh finally. I thought that you wouldn't come." he said as he approached me looking at me from head to toes.

-"So, what do you want me to do." I asked not being bother my his intense staring.

-"I want you to model for a new sculpture of mine."

A sigh escaped my lips at his answer. Now it made sense why Oboto was willing to do so much for a favor. From a young age I found myself beautiful and never hide it. I never felt ashamed for my body and never tried to change it. Of course it has its own imperfections, but still to me it looked perfect and as I always wanted it. So I was the only person that could most likely model for something like this.

-"Do you want me to change or not.... What's your name by the way?" I asked him as I realized that I didn't know him at all.

-"I am Deidara. You can call me Dei if you wish and I would like to see you in your underwear if that's ok with you." he told me as he walked back to his table to get ready his clay.

I nodded my head as I walked near another chair. It seemed cleaned enough for me to leave my bag and clothes on it. So I started removing my clothes slowly trying not to mess a lot my (h/l) (h/c) hair.

-"So it's true that you are not ashamed at all." Deidara said as he turned to see me once I had finished undressing.

-"Not at all. No one is perfect after all." I answered as I walked closer.

-"True. Now please step on that platform." he told me as he pointed at it.

I stepped at it with my body facing him. He did the same as he started changing my posture so it could be perfect for what he had in mind. His hands traveling almost all around my body making me feel a little uncomfortable. It was the first time in years that I felt like that. I wanted to get out of there, but I didn't do it. I just stayed there letting him do whatever he wanted with my body.

-"Perfect!" he said once he finished.
-"Now please put a neutral look on your face."

After that be jumped off the platform and went back to the table. He didn't let any time go to a waste as he immediately started sculpturing his next masterpiece. I sat there quietly at the somehow comfortable position he had put me in as I was looking at him. I found it a little strange that he didn't take the chance to touch me inappropriate. Many would have tried that, not only because I am almost naked or don't have any problem with my body type, but because I seem to be "asking for it". Men always considered that an excuse for almost everything. So to tell the truth I wouldn't find it strange if the same had happened with me.

However, from what I can see, that idea didn't pass at all from Deidara's mind. The only thing he wanted to do was to sculpture. He wanted to create, to fix with clay his next work. It seemed like this was the only thing that mattered to him. His work. He reminded me a lot of myself. A person that will do everything to achieve his dream. He was exactly like me. That automatically made smile. Seems like I am going to have a lot of common things with him.

-"Don't move (Y/n)." he scold me as he looked at me.

-"Sorry. I said and got back to the posture that he wanted.

Let's see how this will go.

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I am going to write a part 2. So stay tuned. 😉