"I am made of poop." Itachi said resting his head on his boyfriend's high ponytail.
"I know." Deidara replied not looking up from the magazine he was reading.
Itachi flopped down onto the couch, smacking his head into the blonde's lap "No. I feel like poop I'm not actually poop. Poop-ish. "
Deidara finally looked up from the article he was reading about a man who made art instillations out of hair and toenails and responded, "Yeah. But you're still a turd"
"You're mean." The Uchiha said, sitting up. "You're a poop man." Deidara replied smugly turning his attention back to his magazine of disgusting and fun art projects.
There was silence. It wasn't uncomfortable though, a lull in the conversation, if you could call it a conversation. A commercial sang its jingle from the radio. QUALITY SURIKENS AT DISCOUNT PRICES, VISIT CRAZY AKO'S FOR ALL YOUR NINJA NEEDS.
Itachi, though strange for the nearly silent shinobi, broke the silence, "I think my stomach thing is getting worse. I coughed up some bloody stuff earlier."
"It's worse than the eye thing, yeah?" Deidara said trying not to look concerned.
"Nah, don't worry. I'll deal." Itachi replied staring at ceiling. There was a mark on the ceiling that always caught his eye. It threw off the grain of the wood. If you stared at it a certain way it looked like Spiderman.
Deidara slammed down his magazine "You always do this! You say things you know'll make me worry, yeah, then you act all cool, like you didn't just say you're basically dying!"
Itachi was slightly stunned, not by the sudden outburst Deidara did that at least five times a day, but by the fact he's caused Deidara so much stress "I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize," The blond said putting his head in his hands, "I just…."
"What did you say? I couldn't hear you?" Itachi asked.
What Itachi could see could see of Deidara's face, due to the fact he was covering it and the Uchiha was going blind turned beet red. "I said…" the blond mumbled still inaudible.
"Huh?" Itachi said scooting closer to his boyfriend, "I still can't hear you."
Deidara uncovered his still crimson face, "I said I don't know what I'd do if you were gone, okay! Maybe your ears are made of poop you can't hear anybody right!"
Itachi grinned stupidly, "Aww..."
"Actually you can go die," The now fully red cheeked blonde yelled, with that he rolled up his magazine and stormed off in a huff "I'm done. I hate you, yeah, you are the worst!"
It was quiet, enough. From the other room you could hear Deidara still arguing with nobody. Trying to list reasons he wouldn't miss his boyfriend. The Uchiha kept smiling. The radio spoke. AND NOW BACK TO THE MUSIC ON 59.3 THE SMACK.