Still a short chapter, but couldn't make it longer x.x You might hate Itachi a bit in the beginning, but that is kind of my point!

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Itachi walked into a classroom he thought he needed to be in. This should be English, but the map they had given him wasn't very clear. He glanced around the room and saw no familiar faces, which wasn't that strange. He had hoped Hidan would at least be in his first class, but sadly his friend was not. And of course he was already receiving curious looks from everyone in the room. Why was the new guy so interesting?

After staring a moment longer into the classroom, trying to find a seat, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. He turned around, a bit annoyed that someone was bothering him, until he noticed he was staring right at the blonde guy. Big blue eyes were smiling at him together with the real smile on those plump lips. When Itachi just kept staring, Deidara eventually motioned for him to get out of the way. That smile was still on his face and Itachi started to hate it already. Why on earth was a guy without a voice smiling like that? He didn't have anything to smile about. His life should be even worse than his.

Deidara gave Itachi a funny look, not sure why the raven was glaring at him like that. He didn't even know the guy and as far as he knew, he hadn't done anything wrong. Slowly he passed Itachi and found his seat. He smiled at a few other classmates, them immediately starting to talk to him. He didn't mind it, it was nice to have people talking to him, accepting him for who he was. As long as he didn't have a problem with him being unable to speak, then why should others? That was at least how he thought about it.

For a moment Deidara looked up from his table and glanced back at the door. The raven was still staring at him with this scornfully look. Shyly Deidara looked away, not sure what to do with it. He decided to focus on his own work and unpacked his backpack.

At least Itachi got Deidara to look away. Itachi would make sure Deidara understand that it wasn't normal how he was acting. The only seat he could take was unfortunately behind Deidara. He walked past the blonde's table and looked down with an annoyed look. Deidara did not look up at him though, so it was of no use. He sat down behind the blonde and grumbled something. Deidara's eyes did look behind him then, glancing over his shoulder. The blonde must've heard him, but Itachi didn't care. He didn't want to be friends with Deidara even though Hidan said it was the nicest guy he would ever meet. It was all just an act, Itachi was sure of it.

Suddenly the door closed with a bang and the teacher walked in. The whole class fell silent. The teacher opened some books and laid them down on his desk. Immediately he started writing things down on the board and Itachi could hear a pen doing the same. He looked in front of him and saw Deidara writing frantically in his notebook as if he didn't want to miss anything. Itachi glanced around and saw all the students writing along, so it was important that he paid attention in this class, but none were writing as fast as Deidara. So the guy was also a good student. Great, he really was mister perfect then. The blonde was even pretty attractive for a guy. A bit on the feminine side, especially with the long blond hair. The only flaw was really that he was missing his voice.

Suddenly the teacher turned around and let his eyes slide through the class. They settled on Itachi since he was the new guy and an evil smirk settled on the teacher's face. Itachi raised an eyebrow, not sure what was going on. The teacher looked at his list of student names, trying to find Itachi's. 'Mister Uchiha,' he said stern. 'Can you tell me what the writer meant with this quote and what symbols he used to point them out?' The teacher pointed towards a quote and Itachi really had no idea what he was talking about. He hadn't been paying attention at all.

Itachi stayed silent, giving the teacher a challenging look. He has been send away to the principal's office in every school he's been to on the first day. So this wouldn't be a first. Then suddenly a white little board covered up his vision as the blonde held it up. He couldn't see what was written on it and he couldn't even see the teacher's reaction, but when the board was lowered again, the teacher had turned around and started writing on his own board again. What had happened?

Then the little board was lifted again, but this time in a way that Itachi could see the words. You're welcome. Itachi gritted his teeth. The blonde has some nerve. He hadn't asked for help and now he was expected to even say thank you. No way! The rest of the class went by silently while Itachi was still thinking of ways to tell Deidara the truth.

The bell rang and slowly Deidara started packing his stuff. The little board going in last. He always wanted easy access to it, it being his only way to communicate fast. He stood up and leaned over the table to grab his bag. Someone tapped him on the shoulder and he slowly stood back up straight. He looked straight in the angry eyes off the Uchiha guy. He still didn't know his first name. Deidara swallowed heavily, knowing he would get some yelling his way, and then nodded to notify the guy that he could talk.

Itachi opened his mouth to say something, but then Hidan's voice boomed through the classroom. 'Deidara, let's go,' he said, but was looking at Itachi. The furrowed eyebrows said enough. If Itachi had actually said something, he would've been dead. Hidan really wasn't bluffing and actually sort of saved his ass right now. Itachi closed his mouth again and kept looking at Hidan.

Deidara was looking between the two guys, not sure what was going on. Eventually he decided he should just go to Hidan and he walked towards the door. When he got there he gave Hidan a questioning look.

Hidan glanced down and grabbed Deidara's hand to pull him out of the classroom completely, leaving Itachi all alone. When Hidan was sure Itachi couldn't hear him anymore, he spoke up. 'That's an old friend of mine. His name is Itachi and we met once on a family holiday when we were still little brats. We kept contact throughout the years and I've noticed how miserable he really is.' Hidan glanced down at Deidara, seeing if the blonde was still listening and saw two curious blue eyes looking up at him. Hidan smiled softly, before it faltered again. 'Itachi doesn't like it when others are happy and don't think they deserve to feel that way. So he would hate the happiest guy the most, meaning you,' Hidan pointed out.

Deidara blinked once, letting the words settle in. He then gave Hidan a confused look. How could he be the happiest guy there is?

Hidan sighed. 'You are the happiest guy in his eyes, because you act the way you do even though you have a handicap. It's twisted, but Itachi thinks you really shouldn't be happy, because of that.'

Deidara nodded, understanding it a little bit. He didn't agree with it though, but convincing someone of it otherwise was pretty hard. He would just avoid Itachi as much as possible, not wanting to be confronted with his handicap a lot. He was used to it, but Itachi obviously wasn't.

In the mean time Itachi still stood in the classroom, staring at the door where Deidara and Hidan had left through. Hidan really chose Deidara above him and Itachi didn't get it. Why was Deidara a better friend than him? What could a guy without a voice possibly offer someone? He couldn't say the right things. Maybe they were having sex or something. That made a little sense to Itachi. It was something else Deidara could offer. Maybe the blonde was just good in bed.

Oh, Itachi would be so happy for them. Yes he would. He flung his bag over his shoulder and stamped away angrily, his teeth still gritted. Oh, he would be so happy.

Characters © Masashi Kishimoto

So in the end Itachi actually acts a little jealous. That's the point here:P

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