Series: Naruto
Setting: AU
Prompt: 05. Gloves
Rating: T
Word Count: 2, 174
Warnings: Sexual References
Summary: The more you watch someone you start to notice the smaller details but can this help you to change your mind about them.

Watching Me Watching You

Observation. To take note of the subject in their natural surroundings examining the way life is conducted in the normal manner without interfering or letting them know that they are watching over them. The job is to look and not touch the same that animals were studied. Was that all they were, captured animals living within cages lead to believe that the outside world was a real place. It felt like it with the way they were scrutinised on a day-to-day basis, always having overshadowing them making sure they conformed to the way society was telling them to be.

It has been a month into the assignment already and half of the students were already reporting in with activity spotted from their designated partners, most of them unaware of changes in them but some had reacted either to the news that they were actively being watched or because it was the expected progression of life. No one stays the same person from when they were kids always growing up developing more into interests and exploring new things, even now with their final year they were beginning to look towards the future arranging for colleges and jobs. Nevertheless, there was one thing that one of the students had to do and that was at least start the assignment given, not even a glance since they were told about it.

In his own mind, it was ridiculous to place them in such situations into prying into someone else's lives but that wasn't an acceptable excuse when his mother actually took the time from her busy schedule to call in and abuse him over the phone to why he was refusing to do the work. Reminded once again that it was the final year and that the Principal was kind enough to allow him to continue onto that instead to keeping him back like he should have been. Correction, her money kindly distributed to them to keep him attending. She wasn't concerned enough to actually come down and speak in person to him instead handing over a cheque that had enough zeros on it to keep him tacit.

They were making a fuss out of nothing since he had technically started on the assignment with a few notes scribbled in-between doodles over the writing pad stated 'Day 1. Still an asshole' and that was all. But it appears that it wasn't enough so he had to active participate in this to make sure they would stay off his back to be able to continue to do his own thing.

So here he was at the beginning of the day using his magic in questioning the lesser beings of the school on the whereabouts for the Uchiha for the day, what classes he had, where he sat for breaks and who he sat with only discovering that he was less popular than he thought. Not one friend yet made at the school not even speaking to anyone in a casual form even in passing, keeping to himself the entire time. Great this was going to be harder than he thought, how could anyone adjust when not under the influence of the peers around them.

Second period, Sport. Deidara sat high up in the bleachers with a cigarette hanging out of one hand and the other wrapped around a girl's shoulder holding it there as if she was nothing more than an arm rest while she playfully snuggling into his chest. This was not the girlfriend that he had been seen around with previously but girlfriend number two. Just one of many that wanted to get close to the bad boy only that he was jaded to heed to the whispers of what she wanted to do with him sexually. Deidara would have ditched her a good fifteen minutes ago if it wasn't for the fact that he was using her for an excuse to glance over at the activity of a few classes over.

"Good at sports...un" he mumbled to himself taking his first not that his subject was athletic by the way he was dominating the outdoor court in a game of basketball. Warm up laps too before the game he had blown them all away overlapping the slower runners leaving of them behind in his dust. Still he didn't think that was what he was supposed to be looking at.

Recess. Nowhere in sight. Drugs or other illegal activity would have been the instant answer only that the pole up his ass seemed to be ridden so high that he doubted that he even smoked a cigarette. "Incognito" Somehow he had managed to elude everyone around and was not seen the entire short break, showing up in the hallways after the bell had sounded, drawing them back into the class rooms. The next two classes were easily to spot him in being they shared them together and still there he was sitting away from them all with the desk angled towards the wall putting up a barrier to everyone around him as he didn't want to interact with anyone. By the time it had hit lunchtime he almost started to feel pity for him, no one should be that cut off from society.

Standing up high above the ground on top of the social studies building, Deidara leaned over the railing with his arms hooked looking at the lonesome onyx haired male sitting by himself perched under a tree quietly reading a book. Like a ghost he continued to observe without a peep not that he could have heard from the distance but from the bird's eye view it was fascinating to see him within the surroundings he was accustomed to, alone as usual but taking great pleasure in his novel of choice. There was a vague thought lingering in his mind that the sight was all too familiar to him, something he couldn't pin point exactly like déjà vu. It could have been a movie like this; he thought nothing else of it.

"Hey baby, what'cha doing" asked a extremely feminine voice from behind, giggling happily as the thin pair of arms curved around his waist leaning over his back. Girlfriend number one was on the prowl.

Deidara huffed at the use of the pet name. He was not a child; he did not need to be referred to like a dog but no matter how many times he said so she would always do it as if her brain was too small to comprehend this. "Assignment" he retorted rolling his eyes. As if she would know what one of those were anyway, the only thing she knew was how to sit there and look pretty and what was on sale at The Gap.

"Mmmm bor-ing! How about I show you something that is a lot more stimulating" she purred nibbling on the blonde's earlobe to make sure she got the point across.

Moreover, this was exactly the reason that he kept her around. Her skilful tongue licking over the curve of his neck seizing his cheeks turning his face to his direction, without a word plunging her tongue straight into his mouth, roughly fought back by the blonde to shove it into her own kissing her heatedly. Together they tussled hands moving over each other's body, a reversal of position saw her bent backwards over the railing clinging onto Deidara's neck making sure she wasn't going to fall to her bloody death. She was hot, willing and have the ability to make a guy's toes curl with how talented she was in the art of making out except she couldn't hold his interest for long enough. Cracking his eyes open he looked out towards the tree gasping against her sweet lips at the crimson eyes staring straight back at him, fixated on each other while he was caught in the act of lustful expression.

A sudden shiver ran up his spine from him watching on, not a chill of disgust that he was gawking at that two of them like a pervert but something he never thought could be experienced from another guy looking on, something... bizarre. Those deep orbs, unable to break or look away so much that the kissing became that one sided and he wasn't the active participant, they ensnared him.

The spell was broken by a hard shove knocking him backwards a few steps, the pouting puff of the cheeks of his girlfriend stating that she was no longer in the mood either since he obviously wanted to focus on other pointless things. "I'll meet up with you after school and you better be in the mood" she snorted, storming down the stairs.

"Hmph whatever bitch" Deidara scoffed under his breath, turning away from her returning to the guardrail instead. Whatever had happened back there had put the wind up him especially since it came to something revolving Itachi, that very teenager that he hated and swore he would never give the time of day no matter what the situation, that same guy that just caused his whole system to shut down from the stare he gave and... Huh, he was gone.

Leaning further over the rails his head swept the area to see where the Uchiha had taken off to, nowhere in sight maybe returning to class or away from the horny teenagers feeling depressed that it wasn't him getting the action. Pfft no way, he would have been dead from the waist down with the lack of attention he gave to others, he bet that Itachi had never got himself a piece of ass in his entire time living in this existence.

"Does it excite you? ...Watching over someone else"

That monotonous voice was all too familiar pinpointing where he had exactly ran off to now, turning to see the tall raven haired teen standing behind him with his arms crossed neither happy nor unhappy to be seeing him. Stoic as usual given the question he had just asked normally would have been complemented with a haughty leer if it were himself that had stated it.

"It's for the assignment asshole. Why would I want to want to look at you while I'm making out with a hot girl, un" Deidara spat turning with folded arms matching Itachi's look except his face was clearly showing he was unimpressed with the interruption even though it had clearly ended prior.

What was it that got his blood boiling whenever he was in the vicinity, ready to throw the gloves down so to speak to battle it out between each other? Twice he had one up on him and he was yet to succeed to throw him off his game, always being mocked feeling like nothing when he was around. Yet after watching him sitting there all alone, it struck a chord in his heart to see him melancholy all by himself with only a novel to keep him company. He wondered if he ever knew what it was like to have a true companion that didn't come in the form of text.

"How did you know about my parents?" he asked looking his previous anger dropping to a state of calmness not wanting to get into something rowdy.

The caressing wind blew through the rooftop as the two did nothing more than gaze at each other, Deidara waiting to hear the answer for his statement a month earlier that had silently plagued his mind on how he could know what his life was like. Not even the people who he would have considered acquaintances knew a thing about his family letting them come to their own opinions about how he lived instead of revealing the truth to them. He did not want pity from them.

Itachi shrugged one the breeze died down not even bothering to turn his head when the sound of the bell calling them back in from lunch sounded, still standing there without vacillate. "It's the typical rebel syndrome. Mother never loved you, Daddy left you for better things and you feel bias by the world. You are just an existing cliché"

It was all a guess. Deidara was speechless at his powers of deduction picking that up within a couple of days. That brain inside was certainly something that was deadly and manipulative, a force to be reckoned with that intrigued him more. He was nothing like those brain dead idiots that he hung with that only did what they were told because he had said something, he was free thinking and unafraid to speak it out loud. Every time the Uchiha opened his mouth, he was either repelled or attracted to him, dare to say he wanted to know more about him regardless of this assignment.

"So you want to hang out after school?" the blonde asked not sounding too enthusiastic about it but it was the first step towards finding more about this inexplicable new kid that no one cared for.

Besides what was that saying, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.