I'm finally back. I know it's been forever because after break I kinda slacked off.
Next thing I know exams comes up and you know the rest. I know you may be upset and I get it. Unfortunately I have a social life :( If only I didn't then this story won't be delayed…
Anyway, I'm updating two chapters as an apology and hopefully you'll forgive me with your reviews
Disclaimer: I don't own.
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Someone was shaking him awake. He tried to ignore them but then he remembered where he was. He opened his eyes to see Itachi and smiled.
But something was off with the Uchiha. He seemed panicked. Deidara looked up and saw a dark figure looming over Itachi.
It was his father!
Itachi saw his boyfriends' expression and turned around, a deadly silence hanging in the air. Before he could blink Itachi's father snatched his son up by his neck. "Itachi!" Deidara yelled.
He wanted to help his lover but he felt that he'd do nothing but get in the way. Plus, he wasn't the most skilled in fighting since he avoided it basically all his life.
But it seemed Itachi didn't need help when he took his right fist and slammed it straight in his father's face.
Fugaku stumbled back at the surprise attack and dropped Itachi. The Uchiha quickly scrambled back up, knowing his punch wouldn't hold his father long.
He got into a solid fighting stance, waiting for his father to strike again. He needed to get Deidara out of here in one piece.
He knew Deidara probably hated not being able to protect himself but he was the only one who could take his father head on.
"Deidara get going now!" Itachi barked over his shoulder. Deidara hesitated until he saw Fugaku stir. He quickly got up and threw on the first pair of pants he touched. Catching his son off-guard Fugaku threw a left, knocking Itachi to the ground.
"You're next" Fugaku growled, stepping toward Deidara.
Said blondes' eyes widened as he frantically tried to open the window. But before Fugaku could even touch the blonde, his knees gave out and he fell onto the floor with a loud thud.
Deidara looked down and saw that Itachi had given him a sharp kick. Itachi rushed over to his father and pinned him down.
"I hate to tell you to do this again but you need to leave Deidara" Itachi growled out, his eyes a dangerous red.
This time Deidara didn't hesitate. He quickly threw open the window and climbed down the tree, dropping safely to the ground.
In terror Deidara stared up at the window, hearing a series of grunts, a loud shatter and the sound of running feet. Forcing his feet to move Deidara ran a couple of blocks before he felt a buzz in his pocket.
"What?" Deidara said out loud, pulling a cell phone out of the pocket.
Knowing he didn't own a cell, it had to be Itachis'. But who was calling the Uchiha at this hour? It was Kisame. Flipping open the phone Deidara read the text aloud.
'Hey Itachi, get rid of the blonde yet?'
Deidara narrowed his eyes at the screen. What was he talking about? 'What do you mean?' Deidara said to himself as he typed. He sent the message and almost immediately the phone buzzed again, but this time it was an incoming call.
Deidara put the phone to his ear.
"Why are you trying to act all innocent now, Uchiha? Did you get some ass or not?" Kisame said. Deidara froze. Clearing his throat he responded.
"And if I did?" he said in a deep voice that sounded familiar to Itachis'. "Then kick him to the curb! You got what you wanted!" Kisame laughed. Deidara remained silent.
So, he used me? He could feel the tears building up in his eyes, but the next thing Kisame said made them overflow. "You didn't actually mean it when you told him you loved him, right?" Kisame's voice went soft.
"H-he didn't mean it, un?" Deidara said his voice cracking.
"Shit, I didn't mean for you to hear that Deidara." Kisame sighed. "But h-how –"
"He told me you were coming over and to call him later. I thought you'd be gone by now, I'm sorry."
Deidara sniffled, responded with a shaky 'yeah, un' and hung up the phone. With shaking fingers Deidara dialed a number and after a couple of rings a groggy voice answered.
"Who is this?" the voice hissed "S-Sasori-danna, can y-you come an' get me, un?" Deidara couldn't stop the hot tears that ran down his face.
"Deidara? I thought you were with the Uchiha?" Sasori sounded alert. "J-just come g-get me please" Deidara sobbed. "I'm a couple blocks away from his house, un."
"Okay Deidara, stay there. I'm on my way" Sasori said before hanging up. Deidara snapped the phone shut and threw it towards the Uchiha household. He wrapped his arms around himself and stood waiting for his ride.
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Kisame chuckled darkly when the blonde hung up on him. Of course he knew Deidara would still be there. All he needed was to make the call; the blonde would listen to the conversation and run out crying.
That was his original plan, but he had no idea the 'best friend stealer' would pick up the phone instead! Though he didn't expect it, it still worked out perfectly. Kisame smiled to himself once more before going back to bed.
Mission accomplished.
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"Okay, I see him stop here" Sasori instructed his driver. There stood Deidara holding himself and crying silently. A sharp pain pierced through Sasori's chest.
What did that Uchiha do to hurt the blonde that much? The car halted to a stop and he opened the door. The blonde slid into the car silently, except a few sniffs and squeaks.
He wanted to tease the brat and say 'I told you so' but he knew it would only drive Deidara away. So instead he wrapped his arms around the quivering blonde and pulled him to his chest.
The car started and made its way make to Sasori's home. "Thanks for not saying 'Told you so', un" Deidara muttered.
"Wanna tell me what happened?" Sasori asked. Deidara shook his head and Sasori nodded. He decided not to press the issue; the blonde would tell him on his own time.
They finally arrived to Sasori's house. The redhead picked up the now quiet Deidara and carried him inside. Deidara buried his face in the older mans shoulder, his heart tremendously heavy.
Sasori laid him down onto a bed that was located in his guest room. The blondes' ocean blue eyes didn't have that bright, clear look in them.
Instead they looked tired and dull. Sasori tucked Deidara into bed, the creative artist not even looking him in the eyes. Sighing, he ran his fingers through the blonde tresses.
"Goodnight Deidara" Sasori muttered. Turning his back toward him and curling up in a ball was the blondes' response.
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Once Deidara dropped from his window, Itachi relaxed a bit. Taking this advantage Fugaku elbowed his son in the chest and pinned Itachi to the floor.
"Fugaku Uchiha! What are you doing?" Mikoto yelled. Once Fugaku was pulled off of Itachi, Mikoto stood between the fuming Uchihas.
"Now what is going on?" Mikoto asked. One minute she was reading calmly by her lamp and the next she heard loud thumps.
"Your son is a fucking faggot! That's what is going on" Fugaku growled and stormed out of the room. Mikoto looked shocked at her husband's outburst, but then she sighed.
"Come on downstairs and I'll clean you up" she said. Itachi followed his mother silently. He looked towards Sasuke's room to see him standing there. His eyes didn't show any sign of anger, but showed remorse.
Itachi smiled gently at his younger brother and continued down the stairs. There his mom was in the kitchen waiting for him, a chair positioned in front of her and a first aid kit on the table.
Sitting down Itachi sighed as his mother got out the cotton balls and the bottle of alcohol. "So, is there anything you want to tell me?" Mikoto asked wetting a cotton ball. Itachi cringed slightly at the sting of the liquid.
"Look at all these bruises. You have a black eyes forming, your lip is slightly busted and all these scratches. Just a mess" Mikoto said smearing some ointment on his face.
"My apologies mother" Itachi murmured. "What are you apologizing for Itachi dear?" Mikoto asked her eyebrows knitted together. "For being … you know" Itachi said.
He averted his eyes elsewhere. His mother was a much more fragile being than his father so he didn't know how she'd react. A small chuckle interrupted his thoughts.
"Itachi there's nothing wrong with being gay. I just want my wonderful son to be happy" Mikoto smiled. "R-really?" Itachi's eyes bulged out of his head.
"Yes dear. Yes, I'm upset that I won't gain any grandchildren but if you're happy then I'm happy" Mikoto said packing up the kit. Not able resist the urge, Itachi got up and hugged his mother.
Mikoto let out a surprised gasp but hugged her son back. "Thank you mother" Itachi said softly. "You're welcome Itachi. Just promise me you'll adopt a lot of children" Mikoto giggled.
Itachi rolled his eyes. "Sure thing mother. I'm still slightly surprised you're not upset" Itachi said. "Well, I still have your brother who will give me grandchildren" Mikoto shrugged.
Itachi chuckled. "I think a hyperactive blonde took that choice away from you" he smirked. "Great, now I won't have any grand babies to spoil!" Mikoto pouted.
Itachi shook his head. "Oh, and don't worry about your father. He'll just have to get over it" Mikoto said. "And who knows how long that'll take." Itachi muttered.
Mikoto kissed her sons' cheek. "Just give him time, sweetie." She murmured before going up the stairs. Itachi turned off the light and dragged his sore body up the stairs. He wanted to just collapse on his bed but he had one more stop.
He walked into Sasuke's room and saw the young boy lying on his back, his arms folded under his head. "Why didn't you tell me?" Sasuke said.
His voice sounded as if he'd been crying. "Sasuke, I needed time. I'm still new at this" Itachi responded. "Even though you knew I was going through the same thing? I'm not an exact expert on this either and we could've confided in each other!" Sasuke yelled getting up.
"You go around being all secretive and crap and leave me in the dark. You never did think once about anyone but yourself, you stupid jerk!" Sasuke growled giving Itachi a weak glare.
Itachi smiled down at his younger brother. He knew the worst was over. Sasuke had finished his tantrum and gotten everything off his chest.
"What's his name?" Sasuke asked crossing his arms. "Deidara Iwa." Sasuke rolled his eyes and smirked slightly.
"That's a weird name."
Translation: 'I forgive you.'
Itachi smirked back. "Naruto is a weird kid."
'I know.'
"Tch, whatever." Sasuke turned around and stalked back to his bed.
'I love you Aniki.'
"Love you too Otouto-san" Itachi replied. Itachi left and went back to his room. Things were finally looking up.
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Okay, there it is. I hope it wasn't as bad as I thought it was. Once again I'm sorry for the delay and I'll try to update when I can.
So please review they make my day and if you have any questions, or requests then I'll be happy to answer them. :)
Kimiko-chan