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They made it to the auditorium in time for class to start. Yuki and Deidara took a seat behind everyone as they sat scattered in the first three rows. Yuki glanced at Itachi standing in the same row from them and a few feet across from them. She watched interested as another female classmate walked to him.

He stared at the female with his usual stoic face when she handed him her homemade chocolate. Yuki watched them holding her breath. She found herself studying the Uchiha's expression. He seemed unfazed by the girl's bluntness he took the chocolate she handed him and whispered a thank you before she headed back to her seat. Not long after Kisame and his girlfriend came and took their seats next to him. Glancing away Yuki was more nervous about giving Itachi his chocolate. Maybe she should of left it his locker.

Gai made his usual interest jumping from a place one could only guess and landing on the center of the stage, he flashed his pearly white teeth to all his students, "Greeting my youthful students," he said making a strange pose, "It is Valintine's day the day of love," he managed to pull a rose from his back pocket and did another pose, "On this day I decided my youthful students would have more fun rehearsing a play while the rest watch," he continued on doing a vary of other poses. He seemed oblivious to the student's groan.

Yuki reached into her bag pulling out her biology book ignoring what Gia was ranting about and every once in a while glancing up at Itachi, who had his eyes closed while head rested on his hand. She wasn't the only female in the class to take note on how attractive he looked asleep.

Deidara shuffled in his seat pulling out some chocolate he got from female students and began eating them, "Want one Yuki?" he questioned handing a ping rectangle box. The students around them were doing their own thing while Gai continued on his long monologue about the youthfulness about love and how one should feel happy to be young and in love.

"You know a girl worked really hard on that," she whispered as she took the chocolate and glanced at it. The name on it read Sakura. Yuki frowned she was the same girl that gave Itachi chocolate in the morning.

"Eh I have too much," Deidara said not really caring as he took another bite of another chocolate, "will get sick if I eating them all?"

Yuki found herself staring at the pink box, it looked so beautiful with the ribbon a darker pink then the box and curling around the edges. She was too scared to open it but curious how Valentine's Day chocolate should look. Did she make it herself?

"Yeah, she did her chocolate always taste really good," Yuki stared at him she must of asked her question out loud. He took the box from her hand opened it. Inside was five beautifully decorated chocolate that looked like hearts with a red chocolate clouds in the middle.

Yuki felt a wave of depression hit her eyes wondering to Itachi. He probably got tons of chocolate like this beautiful made from scratch. She would be more lost in in the sea of girls that liked him. She took a bite of the chocolate and frowned it also tasted really good, they had such a sweet tooth.

"I wonder if he would like the one I made for him," Yuki whispered. She had spent all night trying to make the prefect batch but she kept burning them or they tasted way to bitter to be considered chocolate. The ones that came out decent, she couldn't even get them out of their mold without them breaking or looking funny. Only one looking decent and what she could hope tasting decent.

"I wouldn't know," Deidara said, "I wasn't the lucky one to try your home made chocolate," he took another piece of Sakura's chocolate and ate it.

Yuki didn't look at him thinking about her homemade chocolate. Should she of done more with it? One, measly heart shaped chocolate didn't seem as well thought out as she first thought. "I could only make one good batch," she said, "and all but one broke on me,"

"You know how you could make it up?" He questioned moving closer to her. Yuki stared at him questionably as she took a bite of another chocolate, "You could feed me the chocolate you have to me," he was enjoying watching her cheeks turn red. Before he could tease her more a paper ball hit him on the face. He glared at Itachi who was glaring back at him.

"Yuki, you can play the beautiful Snow White," Gai said pointing to her, "Beautiful as she is kind," Yuki blinked confused forgetting that they were still in class. She could only nod in unsure agreement, "now to pick my youthful prince," he did another odd pose.

Male's hands went up eager to play a part with Yuki Hunnutsuka. Yuki glanced around trying to cover her face. She hated it when the attention was focused on her. She could feel the females in the class room glare at her. She wished she could disappear.

"Itachi you will play the youthful prince," he said jabbing the air in Itachi's direction, "you will share a kiss with Snow white and wake her up from her dream like state,"

Itachi stared back at Gai before glancing at Kisame who gave him thumbs up. He got up from his seat and waited for Yuki to follow him.

Yuki could feel her heart stop while she glanced at Itachi the thought of sharing stage with her crush scared her but excited her. She would have a chance to talk to him even though it was scripted. Still there was a chance to be around him. She couldn't hide the small smile starting on her lip while they headed to the stage together.

Itachi helped her on to the stage placing his hands on her waist and pushing her up. Yuki stumbled around the stage at the touch and tired regaining balance. He jumped on stage with ease and took a glance at Yuki while she regained her balance.

"Sorry," he whispered to her once they reached Gai who was eagerly awaiting them.

"It is no problem," Yuki scanned his face trying to read his emotion, his face kept to unbreakable mask. But she was sensing something different like we as relaxed. She smiled noting Itachi's face a little pink she hoped he was feeling alright.

"Here is your script," Gai said handing them both a sheet of paper.

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