Yours Alone

A/N: I listened to I Wanna be Loved Like That by Shenandoah for inspiration for this fic…it really shows. There's a playlist of songs I listened to for this, but that was the main inspiration. Happy Valentine's Day! 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Summary: Deidara's always been an outcast. Whether in school or around his family, he knows he's different, but he wants to find someone who will see him for who he is and be loved with such devotion is could be a love story in the making. M/M ItaDei Two-shot

Chapter 2: Love is Worth It

Deidara awoke confused by his dreams. Before yesterday he had never dreamed of a future with anyone from the high school. No one had understood, yet somehow Itachi had. Itachi had seen through to Deidara himself and acknowledged what he was doing. Somehow that mattered and damned if Itachi taking notice wasn't something that had Deidara's heart skipping a beat and his stomach turning in knots.

Itachi was the unapproachable. Males and females alike were jealous of Itachi, he had looks, grades, and all of it came to him seemingly effortlessly through his family. Not that that was quite the truth if his family was anything like Deidara's was than it was obvious that Itachi himself put the time and effort into himself, into his future, his music, and his own passions.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts as he finished putting on his shoes and grabbing his bag so he could head out.

"Yes?" Deidara answered.

Itachi stood in front of him. "Care for a ride to school, rather than take the bus?"

Deidara stared, taken aback by the offer. He had thought yesterday to be a onetime thing, and yet here Itachi was in front of his door offering him a ride. He nodded his head in ascent slowly. "Thank you, Itachi-san."

Itachi shrugged, but said nothing on the matter.

When they arrived at the school whispers broke out among the students already present.

"Is that Deidara with Itachi?"

"…outcast with someone so popular?"

"Is Itachi playing…"

"…in a relationship? No way…"

"Deidara."

Deidara turned to the voice startled. "Oh, Sasori-san…you startled me."

"You started chaos. I will not tolerate your presence if you insist on this."

Deidara snorted. "It's not exactly my fault they're spreading rumors. They're stupid."

"They are petty children who have yet to grow up. Of course they are stupid," Sasori stated flatly.

"Deidara-senpai!" Tobi called out as he jumped onto Deidara's back. "Is it true? You came here with Itachi-san today? Does he know you have a cru-"

Deidara smacked a hand over Tobi's mouth blushing. "I do not Tobi, now silence yourself or I will do it for you."

Tobi nodded slowly.

Sasori snorted at Deidara's words. "You do like him, don't bother denying it. Your actions towards Tobi were juvenile and unwarranted. Either do something about it yourself or stop pining after the man."

"Sasori," Deidara practically whined. "Please, both of you, just stop. Let's not talk about this, please."

"Fine. I still require details about how this came to be."

"Later," Deidara promised as the bell for class rang and they hurried off.

At lunch Sasori found Deidara easily and sat beside him. "Well?"

"He gave me a ride home and we talked yesterday," Deidara started reluctantly before giving in completely and just saying the truth. "He showed up on my doorstep this morning and offered a ride. I agreed. That's it."

Sasori stared at Deidara skeptically. "If you say so, but I think there is more to this."

"You always think there is more," Deidara sighed. "How is your painting coming along?"

"It will be complete for the spring collection and will be ready just in time for the showing at the local art galla," Sasori said, pleased by the progress he had finally made.

Deidara nodded. "That's good. I'm happy for you."

Sasori's grandparents were supportive of his artistic endeavors and tried to support Deidara as well but Deidara knew in his heart that he would never have the same unconditional love and support from his parents as Sasori received from his grandparents and so tried to distance himself from such familial affection. "I do not understand why you refuse to showcase your own work. While we may not agree on art for the most part, I admit yours has its own appeal."

Deidara shook his head. "I won't set myself up Sasori. I don't want to build up my hopes."

Sasori lightly hit him over the head. "It's not building up your hopes. My grandparents think you have talent and show promise. You've been offered a scholarship at Suna's University. That's more than hope."

"I just can't Sasori…please, drop it?"

"Very well."

"I think Dei-senpai's work is haunting and beautiful," Tobi put in, appearing on Deidara's other side.

Deidara sighed, half in amusement and half in exasperation. "Not you as well Tobi…"

"Is this like why you won't just tell Itachi-san…" before Tobi could finish he was cut off by the arrival of said person.

"Tell me what?" Itachi asked.

Deidara jumped back startled and partially used Sasori as a shield. Sasori smirked in amusement while Tobi promptly ran in the other direction from Itachi.

"You have got to stop appearing out of nowhere Itachi-san," Deidara sighed as he relaxed.

Itachi shrugged. "What do you need to tell me?"

Deidara shook his head. "It is nothing Itachi-san."

Itachi raised an eyebrow, but turned away and walked off leaving Sasori and Deidara in silence.

"You have got it bad."

Deidara promptly flushed and buried his head in his hands. With friends like his who needed enemies? His friends would embarrass the hell out of him to death before he could do anything with his life.

Sasori smirked and patted Deidara's shoulder. "You should talk to him at least. Tell him now while there's a chance, I mean, what's one valentine among the many?"

Having said his piece Sasori walked off.

Deidara contemplated before pulling out some paper and writing a playlist. No one knew his music preferences so Itachi wouldn't recognize them as strictly his own, and it doubled as an anonymous confession.

Dear Itachi-kun,

I will never possess the courage to confess in person. I will admit I am a bit of a coward. But to express my sincerity of feelings I have listed a few songs that describe my feelings. I don't know if you will accept them or not, but at least this way I know I have said something.

Dracula: The Musical – Please Don't Make Me Love You

Jason Walker – If I Told You

He Is We – Prove You Wrong

Brittany Ray – Love is Worth It

Jason Walker – You Fill My Heart

Faith Hill – Lost

Daniel Bedingfield – If You're Not the One

Landon Pigg – Falling in Love at a Coffeshop

Heartless – Yours Alone

Sincerely,

Anonymous

Deidara sighed as he folded the letter and slipped it into Itachi's locker. There. Whatever happened now, fate would be the dictator, because Deidara knew he couldn't hold out for hope any longer. He had hoped his parents would see his love and aspiration. He had hoped for acceptance of who he was at school and only had few friends who could see that. Asking for more, wanting more, hoping for it was breaking him. He could no longer hold out for hope.

The rest of the day passed in a blur and Deidara worked on his sculpture enthusiastically, loving how it formed and shaped beneath his fingers and hands. Putting feeling into something tangible and just letting him bring forth some small part of him into existence as something else.

As he stared at his work though, it did not feel like it was him he was bringing into existence. His heart clenched as he recognized two creatures that took form beneath the apparently half living tree he had also somehow created. A wolf and a raven, scavengers and messengers, both portrayed in ancient cultures as creatures of night, visions, death, and protection.

He could recognize the characteristics of Itachi and himself that had led to this, the half life they were living, the want for more, the expressive desire for the right to choose what they want, and yet there was that denial, that though that said they would never be able to have it, no matter what they wished. Just as Deidara would not have Itachi.

A knock on the classroom door had Deidara looking up.

"Itachi?" he questioned.

Itachi strode toward him and pulled him into a kiss.

Deidara gaped as Itachi released him. "Bu-What?"

"You're letter. No matter how anonymous or detached you made it to be you are the only one in this school with that handwriting, the only one who could choose music that resounds within me and fits both our personalities so perfectly that I would know to understand," Itachi said passionately. "You use words like they are art, you could be a writer, a sculptor, a painter, whatever you want and use all that creativity and turn it into something beautiful that resonates in people's souls. You're brilliant Deidara…besides, you are the only one that listens to that range of music."

Deidara couldn't help it as his lips curled into a smile and he started giggling before it turned into laughter. "So what does this mean?"

"It means we follow our dreams. I'll be yours and you'll be mine. I'll support you in whatever you want," Itachi stated.

Deidara looked down at the sculpture. It wasn't finished…but it looked perfect, like it was meant to be that way. Imperfectly perfect and it would stay that way, he decided.

Things slowly changed. People didn't stop judging him, thinking he had hoodwinked the Uchiha or blackmailed Itachi into being with him, but he didn't care. He finally allowed Sasori to put his work out for the art show, the wolf and raven beneath the tree one out of a few other pieces, such as the red-tailed hawk and Alaskan husky sculptures.

"I never thought this was possible," Deidara sighed leaning into Itachi.

"What?"

"That I'd ever be here with you, that I could be yours."

"You are mine and mine alone."

"Yours alone, love. Where you go I will follow, your dreams, mine, together. You are mine and I am yours alone."

Itachi pulled Deidara towards him in a kiss. It was every bit as passionate as the first they had shared that had shocked Deidara, but it was also sweet and so full of a beautiful promise for a future. A future of ugly truths and beautiful ones, a life without the lies that others would hide behind, but it was their future and one they wanted together.

A/N: I haven't updated anything in forever…so here's what's happening. To Begin Anew is going to be finished in the next few days. I have a poll up and am going to work on my stories exclusively one at a time based on the results of the poll at the end of the month. I will also work on a few side projects and one shots, but I will primarily be working on the already there chapter stories for Hetalia and a few Supernatural oneshots until I get back into the swing of things.