Yeah, I know, I'm a horrible autor for posting so short chapters and making you wait for so long. T__T I had no idea what to write for about a month, and when I finally thought of something, my laziness kicked in. =__=
I'm terribly sorry!! ;(
Eh...Now please read and enjoy!
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Deidara froze for a second, but then Itachi felt the blonde relax and slided an arm around his waist. The blond's hair smelt like camomiles and some other flowers. Breathing in his scent, Itachi sighed. It was so good to feel him so close. Itachi closed his eyes, slowly pulling away, brought his hand to Deidara's shoulder.
The blonde smiled brightly at his friend, and tugged a strand of raven hair behind Itachi's ear. God, Itachi started to love his habit even more.
The phone rang, pulling the Uchiha out of his thoughts. He mentally cursed, reaching out for it and answering.
"Yes?" Deidara heard someone speak on the other side of the line. Itachi got up from the bed and put a finger to his lips, signaling Deidara to be quiet. He mouthed out Fugaku's name.
"Hello, father," He greeted the older Uchiha in his monotone voice, turning to the window. Deidara leaned on the pillows. Fugaku always talked a lot when he called. Deidara closed his eyes and tried to relax, listening to Itachi's deep voice.
"Okay, bye father," Sighing, Itachi closed his phone and put it back on the nightstand. Finally.
"What did he say?" Deidara asked, opening his bright blue eyes and getting up from his spot.
"He wanted to tell me that they're doing fine, and hinted at me, that if the house isn't alright when they get back, I will be dead. Also, he's expecting me to be at home this evening, because my mother wanted to talk to me," he smiled slightly. Deidara, hearing Fugaku's warning, gulped. That meant no fun, because Itachi's dad was always deadly serious when it came to situations like this. Itachi sat on the bed and reached for his book.
"I hope he didn't mean it," Deidara muttered, as he sat on a chair near the window and looked outside. Itachi opened his book, and flipped through a few pages, thought for a moment, and put it back. He laid back and closed his eyes, trying to think. He heard Deidara shift on his spot.
He needed to get clear with his feelings, understand what they meant, what he really needed. They were driving him mad. The Uchiha turned to his side harshly, his fist landing on his pillow heavily. Deidara shuddered. Itachi gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes tighter. The blonde looked at him worriedly and got up from his chair. He moved next to the bed where Itachi was lying with his back turned to him, and sat on it's edge, putting a hand on Itachi's shoulder carefully. He pulled on it, turning the Uchiha, so he was faced him.
"Itachi, are you alright?" his friend's eyes snapped open as he moved away from Deidara, shaking off the blonde's hand. He looked at Deidara with an exasperated glare, but the next moment his look softened as if he suddenly snapped out of his anger.
"I'm fine," he answered in a harsh tone, making Deidara flinch.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Deidara practically yelled, getting up.
"I said I'm fine," Itachi replied more calmly, putting hand on his forehead. Deidara hn'ed and walked up to the window, looking out.
"Sorry, I just need some fresh air," The Uchiha murmured weakly, looking up at the blonde, "How about a walk?" He asked, forcing himself to smile.
"Yeah, fine..." Deidara said silently and moved to the door. Itachi sighed, understanding that his actions had hurt the blonde. The Uchiha clenched his fists. Really, what was wrong with him? Why couldn't he pretend not to care like always and ignore the warmth he felt every time he saw Deidara smile? Right now he just wanted to disappear, to get away and forget Deidara, because it was painful to know that they couldn't be more than just friends. That would be just wrong. Itachi fixed his hair, grabbed his wallet and got up, following the blonde downstairs.
When he came down, Deidara was putting on his boots. He just looked at him curtly and started to pull on his jacket.
"Hurry up," He said, finishing buttoning it up. Looking at him again, Deidara went out of the door. Itachi cursed and started to throw on his clothes quickly.
Not even caring about leaving his jacket unzipped, Itachi ran out of the house, slipping on the ice that covered his front doorsteps.
Deidara was not too far ahead of him. He was going down the road, that led to the town. It was located near his house, so the walk to town took about ten minutes. There was no need for a car.
Itachi closed the door and dashed after him.
"Deidara!" He yelled running up to the blonde and grabbing his shoulders and turning him around. He saw fear flash through his visible eye.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know what got into me," He said, a little out of breath, trying to read the emotions that were flickering in the blonde's eyes. When Deidara's surprise was gone, he replaced it with a smile, making Itachi smile a bit, too.
Itachi sighed in relief. He took the blonde's gloved hand in his and his smile widened.
"Come on, let's find some place warm," He suggested, and started to drag them both to town, whitout getting an answer, and still not letting go of Deidara's hand. Said blonde just squeezed Itachi's hand tighter.
Deidara caught himself thinking about Itachi...again. He noticed some changes. Deidara wanted to be closer to the Uchiha, feel the warmth of Itachi's hand holding his. But that just...wasn't right. They were friends. Best friends. And it would be better if they stayed like that, then ending their friendship just because of his desires.
Making a decision, he turned to look at Itachi. And, like always, was taken away by his beauty. He loved the way his hair looked. It made him want to touch it, what he did more often now. The blonde closed his eyes and enjoyed the walk.
"Deidara!" His eyes snapped open. He shook his head to get rid of some thoughts, looking up and noticing Itachi stare at him.
"Deidara, are you listening to me?" Uchiha waved his free hand in front of said blonde's face. He was beginning to worry about his friend. As long as he remembered, Deidara was always mischievous, short-tempered, and distracted, he was a playful boy with a never fading smile. But now he was...thoughtful, with an empty look on his face and with no gleam in his eyes.
Itachi sighed, noticing Deidara stare intensely in front of him. The Uchiha squeezed the blonde's hand tightly, so that he snapped out of his state.
"Hey!" He yelped, struggling his hand out of Itachi's gasp.
"Sorry, that was necessary. You were spaced out," Itachi said with concern. Deidara took a look around. They were standing on a small avenue next to the cafe.
"Let's go in?" Itachi asked, grabbing the door handle.
"Yeah..." The blonde replied in a silent voice. Itachi swung the door open and let Deidara in first. There were only a few costumers inside. They walked to the distant table, that was standing next to the window. Taking off their outer clothing, they sat at the table across from each other. Deidara sat down and looked out of the window.
A blonde waitress got up from her spot behind the counter and walked to their table. She smiled and handed Itachi two menus. Itachi thanked her and pushed Deidara's leg under the table. The blonde looked at him and, noticing a menu in Itachi's hand, took it without a word. Itachi opened his own. Deidara just flipped through the pages boringly and closed it with a loud snap, making Itachi look up at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but the waitress came back, smiling.
"Your order?" She turned to Itachi.
"Double coffee, please," she nodded and scribbled something in her notebook and looked over at Deidara.
"And you?"
"Same as him," he said and looked out again.
"Thank you. Your order will be ready in a few minutes!" She smiled widely and walked away.
Outside, snow started to fall. Small, puffy snowflakes were falling from the sky. They were both silent, looking out at the empty street, that was slowly crowded by white snow.
"What are you thinking about?" at the sound of Itachi's voice Deidara jumped up, a little startled. Focusing his look on the raven-haired male, he smiled.
"Nothing special...It's just...the weather is nice," he lied, and Itachi didn't pretend to notice. And indeed, the weather was good. Snow was still falling and the sun shone brightly from behind the clouds.
"You should start thinking about your studies," Deidara looked at him with an frivolous expression.
"Here's your order!" The waitress appeared next to their table with a tray and two steaming cups on it. She put the tray down and winked at Itachi with a dazzling smile on her face, making Deidara scowl. 'Jealousy?' shot through his mind as he glared at the leaving waitress. Itachi closed his eyes tiredly and handed Deidara his mug. The blonde took a sip of his drink and, crossing his arms on his chest, continued:
"What studies, Itachi? It's holidays now!" he waved his hand at the window.
"But you have been accorded to additional lessons, right?" The Uchiha raised an eyebrow. Deidara just sighed and shook his head.
"That's right, but it doesn't mean that I will go to them," now it was Itachi's turn to give out a sigh.
"Listen, it's important, and-"
"I don't want to talk about it right now," Deidara clenched his fists. Itachi looked at his friend and nodded. School was not his favorite place by far, and if there wasn't Itachi with his eternal reproaches, he would have left it a long time ago. He didn't build grandiose plans for his future, like Fugaku did for Itachi.
"Okay," Itachi gave up, but made a mental note to try and talk to the blonde again. Deidara nodded and relaxed finally.
Noticing a distracted look on Deidara's face again, Itachi tried to think of other topics.
"Now we can talk about more pleasant things, like how are we going to spend these holidays," The blonde looked up at the Uchiha. The gleam in his eyes returned. The corners of Itachi's lips lifted up for a bit, as Deidara leaned closer to him, interested.
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