Chapter 25

Deidara woke up and saw that his secret lover was still asleep. Reaching over he touched the pale cheek and smiled. It seemed like a dream for the blond artist. Everything about the relationship felt like a fantasy that he was living in his subconscious instead of being reality. Sitting up, he got out of bed and watched to see if he woke the teen.

He didn't. Strolling across the room, he pulled on his clothes that were dry and saw that the rain had slowed finally. It was just a steady drizzle instead of the downpour that they made love under. Blushing at it, he sat down on the side of the bed he was on. Looking over at the bags, he got off the place he was in and put them in the closet with some of his clothes that needed to be hung up.

"Deidara we've got a problem or you have a problem." Sasori hissed through the door with a knock.

Looking back at his Uchiha, he saw that he didn't wake from the knock. Walking over to the wooden object, trying to keep his footsteps silent, he opened it and saw the irritated mask that Sasori had on. Shaking his head, he looked back at Sasuke and then his brother. "What?"

"Itachi's coming over. He just called so you better get him out of here." The auburn haired artist suggested and walked away. It wasn't his problem that Sasuke was asleep in the bed of his step brother. It was his problem if they got caught and Deidara was hurt because of it. He wouldn't stand to even think of it.

"Shit hm." Deidara cursed and rushed over, shaking the dark-haired teen until he was looking around.

"Wha?"

"Get dressed. And get out of here." Deidara hissed, feeling that acid of the order bit back at him. Running into the bathroom, he got the clothes that his secret lover was wearing and tossed them at the Uchiha that was crawling out of bed.

Sasuke kept an eyebrow raised at the reason for being rushed but dressed anyway. "What's wrong?"

"Your fucking brother's coming that's what's wrong." Deidara said through clenched teeth and ran out to look at the garage. When he saw the familiar car that was his estranged boyfriend's, he was kicking himself across the Pacific to the America for being so stupid. Running back, he looked around and knew that his window was too high for the Uchiha to jump. "Hide in here until I can get Itachi distracted. If you know we're not in here and downstairs, I want you to go to Sasori's room, I don't care how pissed he gets and go down the tree."

Sasuke was pushed into the closet and had the door slammed in his face. Trying to keep his breath soft and unable to be heard in case his brother did come into the room. He prayed that he didn't because at times it seemed like his brother could sense anything that was going on around him, especially when it came to surprise birthday parties.

Deidara stopped when he came to the steps and tried to get down them in a normal pace so it wouldn't alert his other Uchiha. Reaching the bottom step, he walked down the hall and saw Itachi standing there with his shoes being taken off. "Itachi."

"Dei." Itachi greeted and looked at the mess up hair. "Did you take a nap?"

"Yeah. I was during the downpour because it was a lot cooler." Deidara replied with a smile, petting some of his hair down. Feeling his hand be taken by the Uchiha that done the damage, he was led into the living room where Sasori was nowhere to be seen. "How's everything going?"

"Stressful." Itachi answered and his eyebrows furrowed. Looking around, he tried to find the source of the stench that was in the air. "Do you smell that?"

"What?"

"Smells like someone's been sweating and something else. It's salty." Itachi said as he looked around the room once more. Looking back at the blond, he sighed. Shaking his head, he dragged the artist closer to him until he was almost sitting on his lap.

Sasuke didn't hear anything but muffled sounds down the steps. Looking around, he caught sight of Sasori and froze.

"You better be getting if you are." Sasori hissed in his whisper and opened his door. Seeing the younger Uchiha race, and silently, to his room, he closed the door behind him. Rubbing his temples, he tried to stay calm.

Sasuke looked around at the room and raised an eyebrow. It wasn't different from the blond's except there were a lot of papers cluttering the room. Turning to look at Sasori, he stopped when he swore he heard something.

Pushing the blond off him, Itachi rose from where he sat and looked around. Something didn't feel right to him, almost like there was a secret that wasn't for him to know. Grabbing a hold of the wrist that he harmed on the trip, he pulled Deidara up the steps and looked around for anything. Nothing seemed out of order to him. "Where's your brother at?"

"Probably in his room or somewhere else in the house." Deidara said even if his gut was telling him he was in his room. It made him wonder if Sasuke was in there with him and actually getting out of here. The sapphire eyed artist didn't want anything to happen to his secret lover.

Opening the door to the blond's room, he looked around and found nothing wrong with it either. Letting go of the wrist that was in his grasp, he looked back and watched Deidara rub it and opened the closet. Still nothing. He swore there was something going on that he wasn't in the know about.

Seeing the door open and seeing nothing of his lover, Deidara felt relief flood his system. That meant that Sasuke got out of there and was heading home. Closing the door, he sat down on the bed.

"Where have you been?" Itachi asked and turned to look at him. "You haven't been answering your phone or the house phone. Your fucking brother answered it and said you were out."

"I forgot to grab it. It happens." Deidara said, even if it was a lie like some of the things he's told the Uchiha in the room. Looking at his bare feet, he wanted to break up or do something. "I want out of this relationship."

"You what?" Itachi hissed and walked over to stand in front of the blond.

"I said I want out of this relationship. I'm breaking up with you." Deidara stated.

Pain flared through him when he felt his member be grabbed through the material of his shorts. Looking into the ebony eyes, he wasn't sure if they were like coal or anything else. They didn't tell him anything.

"I'll say those words. I'll break up with you but you . . . you don't get that." Itachi whispered and grabbed a hold of the wrist that he hurt days ago. Squeezing it like that time, he watched with a smile creeping across his face as the cream-colored face started to twist in pain. That was what he was living for. Hidan was right; it was the right way to show love.

"Okay. I'm sorry now let go." Deidara gasped. He should have moved when he had a chance. His parents said something about a house for sale that was closer to them and they should have taken it when they had a chance.

"You belong to me and only me. If I find out that you are the one being unfaithful then you'll be in a world of hurt."

"Are you trying to say that you're cheating on me?" Deidara asked even if it was more of an accusing.

"That's only for me to know." Itachi hissed and threw the wrist away and grabbed a hold of the shirt. Narrowing his eyes, he tilted his head and watched as the blond tried to get away.

Looking back into the eyes of his abuser, Deidara was wanting it all to end. This torment. He wanted to know what he did to deserve it.

Sasuke winced when he walked up the steps and saw the outdoor cat they had climbed up his leg. Grabbing hold of the animal, he tapped its nose but it served as something more. The little streaks blood made him look back in the direction of his blond. He had a feeling that something wasn't right with Deidara.

A look into the relationship. I hope Itachi doesn't seem OOC but he might be. Please review.