A/N: I got this idea and I just couldn't help but write about it! XD The funny thing is that I haven't even caught up to the point in the anime where you meet Deidara yet. I just know who he is from seeing fanart and the like. Speaking of which, this was kinda just a tiny bit inspired by a piece of fanart I found on deviantart called "Akatsuki Pastimes: Deidara" by MSkyDragons. You should see it, it's hilarious!

Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto (obviously) and Romeo and Juliet belongs to Shakespeare (seriously, what do you think? I'm not a playwright!)

And for your information, Iwagakure is Deidara's village. That's why the fic is set there.

Enough! On to the ItaDei and my horrible parody of Naruto and Shakespeare. Please, please don't kill me . . .

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Itachi and Deidara: Romeo and Juliet

Chapter 1 – Meetings

Two clans, both alike in dignity,
In fair Iwagakure, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

Uchiha Itachi was standing in the shadows of a column, face hidden in the high collar of his Akatsuki robe. His eyes peered out over the edge of the black silk, glittering in the dim light cast by the torches. His gaze was directed at a tall blonde ninja who stood leaning against the railing of a balcony, breathing the cool night air as he talked to another man. Other ninja passed around him, talking conversationally and taking food from the trays the servants offered.

Itachi had snuck into the party to see if he could catch a glimpse of his crush. Doing this was very dangerous since the Uchiha clan was the sworn enemy of the clan that was throwing the party. Itachi had braved this danger in hopes of seeing his crush again, but upon entering the building, the dark-haired ninja had caught sight of the mysterious blonde and instantly fallen head-over-heels in love.

Itachi grabbed the sleeve of a passing servant. "What man is that, which doth enrich the hand of yonder ninja?" He motioned to the blonde standing on the balcony, hand in hand with another man.

"I know not, sir."

Itachi let the servant go and brought a hand over his heart, sighing. "O, he doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems he hangs upon the cheek of night, like a rich jewel in a kunoichi's ear; beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows, as yonder ninja o'er his fellows shows. The measure done, I'll watch his place of stand, and, touching his, make blessed my rude hand." Itachi closed his eyes, clenching his hands into fists. "Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty . . . till this night . . ."

The Uchiha opened his eyes and gasped, realizing that the blonde now stood alone. Quickly, he left the shadows and walked out into the blue evening light of the balcony. The blonde ninja turned to him, and Itachi took his hand.

"If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand, to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss . . ." He parted his lips and moved a bit closer to the other ninja, but the blonde moved away slightly. Yet he did not pull his hand away, and he was smiling faintly.

"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this; for saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss." He held up his hand and Itachi rested his palm against it, raising one eyebrow.

"Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"

The other ninja held the Uchiha's gaze unfalteringly. "Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer . . ."

Itachi smirked. "O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; they pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."

The blonde ninja moved a fraction closer, still staring up into Itachi's dark eyes. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." He tipped his head to the side, almost unnoticeably.

The dark-haired ninja smiled slightly and brought his lips a centimeter away from the other ninja's. "Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." He closed his eyes and kissed the blonde ninja gently, their palms still pressed together. Itachi pulled away slowly. "Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged."

The blonde ninja meshed his fingers with Itachi's, sighing as he moved closer. "Then have my lips the sin that they have took," he said with a smile.

The Uchiha was surprised, but he did not show it. "Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again." He leaned in and cupped the blonde's head with his hand as he placed a soft kiss on his lips.

When he pulled away, the other ninja was smirking. "You kiss by the book."

Itachi started as a servant stepped onto the balcony and bowed to the blonde ninja. "My lord, your mother craves a word with you."

The blonde ninja turned back to Itachi and held his eyes for a moment. The Uchiha felt something on his palm which was still pressed against the other ninja's, and as the other ninja reached up to cup his cheek he saw that there was a mouth on his hand.

The blonde ninja winked and then turned away, disappearing into the crowd inside the room.

The Uchiha turned and rested a hand on the railing of the balcony, gazing over the village. "Who is his mother?" he asked the servant.

The woman was puzzled by the question but answered nonetheless. "Well, good sir, his mother is the lady of the house, and a good lady, and a wise and virtuous. I nursed her son that you spoke with."

Itachi's eyes widened and he clutched the railing tighter. "Is he of this clan? O dear account! My life is my foe's debt!" he whispered.

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A/N: Lol, that was unreasonably fun to write. If you want me to write more, tell me. I could make a parody of another scene in Romeo and Juliet with Itachi and Deidara XD

Review please!

- Snow