Diary Entry: Week Twelve
My first week of break. It is Wenesday. I could say that things are going well, but then I'd be lying. Things with the Uchiha family are good enough, but with Hidan...not so well.
We were planing on doing so much but after a tiny party we went to, things haven't been the same. I've tried talking to him, but no luck. And we were such great friends.
Oops...There I go again. Past tense.
The house phone rang and I ran owards it, having a tiny bit o hope that it would be Hidan. We haven't talked in over three days and that's a long time for the two of us, since he would practically live in my house.
"Hello, un?"
"Deidara, how are you? The first days of the break, have you done anything fun?"
"Oh...It's you, Orochimaru, un."
"Why so glum? Does Itachi have anything to do with this?"
I sighed slightly and thought about hanging up. "No, not at all. Things between us have been going very well, yeah."
"Oh, so it's Hidan. Does it have anything to do with Saturday night?"
"H-how do you know, hm?"
"I have my way's. Sasuke was there." I bet he was smirking on the other side of the line.
"Oh."
"So, Hidan is still ignoring you? I bet that you were expecting him when I called."'
"Er...I have to go now, yeah."
"Why? We've only been talking for five minutes."
"Bye, un!" I hung up.
I walked back to my room again and let myself fall on my bed again. Maybe Hidan and I don't have to do everything together. Maybe he wants some space.
I sat back up and looked around my room. My eyes fell on the ikilleT drawing. And if I tear it up to end our ties?
I stood up and tore it up. I crouched down by one of my drawers and took out my box of matches before climbing out my window into the backyard.
Well, this is a start.