Deidara sat in Itachi's room, idly sculpting something random while waiting for the older man to finish getting ready for their date. Jesus, Deidara thought, he takes longer on his hair than I do, un1 He groped in his bucket for some more clay, finding none. He looked inside.
"Crap, un," the artist said, spying a hole in the bottom.
"What is it now?" Itachi said, walking into his room from the bathroom. As usual, he was shirtless. Deidara ogled at his body. "Deidara?"
"Right, sorry," he said, shaking his head. "There's a hole in my bucket."
"Well, fix it then."
"How? I'm not as good at fixing things like danna, un."
"I dunno… get some wood or something," the Uchiha said with a sigh, searching for a shirt in his dresser.
Deidara rolled his eyes. "Where the hell am I supposed to get some wood?"
Itachi thought for a moment, pulling a tight black shirt over his head. "Chop down a tree?" He said hopefully, turning to face his boyfriend.
"How am I supposed to chop down a tree?!" Deidara said, face palming.
Itachi walked over to the blonde, pulling him to his feet. "I'll let you borrow my axe," he said, kissing the artist's cheek. Deidara blushed.
"I thought your axe was dull?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "Didn't your dad, like, almost break it when he tried to chop some wood for your fire place?"
Itachi laughed slightly. "Yeah, my dad's an idiot. I guess we'll have to sharpen it."
"Uhm, Itachi-sama?"
"Yes?"
"How the hell do we do that?"
Itachi thought for a moment. His dad taught him when he was about 12, but that was 6 years ago. He went to his computer, googling it. "You need a stone."
Deidara read over his shoulder. "It has to be wet…. Isn't your water not working?"
Itachi sighed. "Yeah, crap. Some workers are over fixing it…"
"Then how the hell do we get water?!" Deidara said, pouting in frustration.
"Get some from the river in the backyard," Itachi said, continuing to read the web page.
"How am I supposed to get it here, un?" the younger teen asked, sitting on Itachi's bed.
"Use your bucket…" Itachi absently called over his shoulder.
Deidara face palmed after a moment. "THERE'S A HOLE IN MY BUCKET," he said angrily, hitting Itachi over the head. The dark-haired man's head hit the desk at his own stupidity.