"Uhhhh, I fucking hate school, un," Deidara groaned, flopping down face-first onto the silky black bedcovers of his boyfriends king-sized bed. Itachi chuckled, laying down beside Deidara.

It had been almost a month since the new term had begun and Deidara was sick of it, sick of school, sick of teachers, homework, classrooms and dont even mention the fangirls. Girls throwing themselves at him and Itachi would be fun if he was straight! He's a raging gay teen with a boyfriend! How did the fangirls not understand that ?! Sighing, he flipped over so that he was facing Itachi who looked as if he was a million miles away.

"Heyy Itachi un, what's up ?" Deidara asked, a look of worry crossing his face. `

"I think we should break up,"

". . ."

"What the hell? Why is he? Whats going on? I... no...he....Fuck. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck ! What the hell just happened??"

Deidara's mind raced with questions, how could Itachi do this? He didnt get it, couldnt understand what was happening, his heart, his brain, his soul just couldnt accept it. He couldnt speak, instead he starred deep into Itachi's blood-red eyes (contacts), searching for some kind of answer. He found nothing, no shred of remorse or sorrow, no pain just .... nothingness. Itachi didnt love him, he couldnt have if this wasnt affecting him at all. It wasnt untill Itachi spoke, saying his name softly, did Deidara realise he had said nothing.

"Itachi.....I...What.....Why?" Deidara winced at how needy his voice sounded.

Frowning and staring at the ceiling, Itachi answered, "I just have to ok, we cant be together,"

Shocked, confused, hurt and broken. That just about summed up how Deidara felt at that exact moment. So he jumped up grabbing his bag and hoodie and ran. Ran like his life depended on it, ignoring Itachi when he called after him. He ran home, tears blinding his vision, his feet pounding, heart racing and his mind just kept telling him to curl into a ball and cry his heart out.

"Cant...deal...without...Itachi.....cant live....without him..."

He crashed throught the door, dropping his bag and throwing himself into his room. He collapsed onto his bed, huge sobs tearing from his throat, tears cascading down his face and onto his pilllow.

"N-nnii-san? Deidara ? What happened?"

The sound of his little brothers concerned voice brought Deidara back to his senses and he looked up, tears subsiding for the moment. Naruto was standing in his doorway, eyes frightened and wide with his best friend Gaara standing behind him worry etched onto his usually stotic face.

"Me.... Itachi ...... over!" Deidara forced the incoherent words out, gasping and hiding his face in his pillow as he screeched the last word.

"Over...we're over."

Naruto was suddenly beside him pulling him into a hug, stroking his hair, telling him that everything was going to be ok. Deidara clutched at Naruto, holding on for dear life. His mind was so fuzzy, he heard Gaara come back with sweet tea, not having noticed he left in the first place, and vaguely notices as Naruto tries to get him to swallow some of the sweet liquid before he blacks out, falling asleep as Naruto tucks a blanket around him.

He was running down a corridor, a long corridor in a school. Doors lined the walls, they moved, swirling like whirlpools or bending either way like jelly. He had reached the end of the corridor now, a large door stood in front of him, taunting him. He reached out and pulls open the door, stepping inside and seeing a room of pure white. There were no walls, no floor, no ceiling just up ahead there was a mirror. As he got closer he saw himself but he was younger about 7 or 8 years old. Suddenly there are voices and Itachi is running at him, "Itachi !" He yells but Itachi just ignores him, still running at him. Deidara isnt expecting the impact as Itachi slams into him, throwing him to the floor. "Owww Itachi what was that for?" Tears stream down Deidara's face but Itachi just looks down at him then turns and walks away. "No!!! Itachi! Wait please ! Just wait! Please..." He knows the boy isnt coming back and curls up, hugging himself and crying, shaking gently when suddenly a hand appears infront of his face. Looking up, a strange red head boy is holding out a hand to him. He grabs the hand and is pulled up, never letting go of the others hand. "Hi un, Thanks I'm Deidara." The introduction seems to puzzle the red head who stares at Deidara for a small moment before offering a small smile," Hey, no problem my name's..."

Deidara awoke with a start, panting and sitting up. He frowned thinking of his dream, he glanced at his clock noticing that he was late for school, very late. Turning to his bedside table he noticed a note, held down by his mobile. He pushed his phone off the note and unfolded it.

-Deidara

I left you to sleep and turned your alarm off. I figured that you could do with a break especially after last night. He kept trying to call you, you have like a billion missed calls. Just try to get some rest and eat something ok. Gaara hopes you feel better soon. I asked Tobi not to tell everyone why your off. There are some pancakes in the kitchen for you. Blueberry ones.

-N

Tears filled his eyes as he read the note, his brother was so sweet. Sighing he grabbed his phone, silent tears escaping as he saw his backround. It was a picture of him and Itachi that Naruto had taken without them knowing. They were standing in the middle of the market, Itachi with his arms around Deidara's waist, Deidara with his hands againt Itachi's chest, attempting to push him away. They both had their eyes closed and they were resting their foreheads together. It was taken from the side but seeing it now, re-shattered his heart. 46 missed calls and 132 texts. Mostly from Itachi. "Oh god. This is so hard. I'm turning it off now then i dont have to see it, simple right?" As he turned his phone off, he saw the message it shows as it turns off. It said, "Deidara loves Itachi aaf :)" His silent tears turned into loud, gut wrenching sobs that ripped themselves from the bottom of his heart.

"Deidara nii-san? I'm home."

Naruto was greeted by a heavy silence that kinda freaked him out. He was worried about his brother. Deidara was normally so full of life but seeing him like this, so broken, was really getting to Naruto. He wanted his brother back. Dumping his school stuff he walked through to Deidara's room, only to find him asleep, tear tracks running down his face. Looking around the room he noticed the plate that he had left the pancakes on was empty. There were at least 6 of the 10 boxes of blueberries they kept in the kitchen, had been eaten and their empty packets thrown around the room. Sighing Naruto set to work, tidying Deidara's room up then going to fix dinner although he doubted it would be eaten by Deidara. As he began to weigh the pasta, his phone went off, his loud System Of a Down ringtone waking Deidara up.

"Hello?"

"Naruto, its Sasuke."

"Sasuke? What the hell do you want?"

"Itachi is going to Scotland. Tomorrow. Thats why he ended things with Dei-chan I think."

"Itachi is going to Scotland?! For how long?" Naruto screeeched down the phone, not noticing his brother standing in the doorway.

".... A year. He's exchanging."

"Holy Shit a year? He's going to Scotland for an entire year? What the hell is Deidara gonna say?"

A loud scream echoed around the kitchen as Deidara broke down in tears. Screaming for all he was worth at the thought of Itachi leaving for a year.

"Oh God .... Sasuke I have to go. Bye."

Rushing to hang up and then pulling Deidara onto a tight hug, Naruto held his brother as Deidara cried his heart out.