So I made Naruto Deidara's brother and Minato and Kushina will be his parents just to make it easier for myself and of course they can play the sweetest parents ever and that was what I wanted as well^^ Naruto is only mentioned in this chapter.
Now enjoy the chapter. I hope you all love Mikoto as much as I do!
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It was Tuesday already and today Deidara would go home with Itachi. Deidara always walked to school, but now he got to sit in Itachi's pretty car, although the blonde couldn't care less. He was happy enough with being driven. Itachi was fidgeting behind the steering wheel. He had asked his father if they could use a room to paint in and his father had raised an eyebrow before slowly nodding yes. Then he got a lecture for not ruining their carpet and they better clean everything up after they were done. Yeah, they got to work in the garage where no one ever came, so Itachi didn't understand why his father made such a big deal out of it.
Itachi glanced to the side at Deidara who was looking out of the window with a soft smile on his face. Itachi wondered what he was thinking about, but asking now would be a little awkward. They weren't really friends, they just worked together and had a shared friend. They were a little closer now than when they first met, but not that close, right? Itachi wasn't sure anymore. He didn't mind Deidara's company anymore. He kind of liked the silence Deidara brought and since Deidara wasn't so down, he also lightened the mood. Even Itachi felt a little better when Deidara was around.
The raven pulled up on their driveway and drove the long length all the way to their house. Deidara's eyes widened and he stared in awe at the house. Yes, it was big and the space was so unnecessary. Most rooms would never be decorated since they would've left already by then. Itachi hated the house already and he only had lived there for a week or something. He didn't really remember.
As soon as the car stopped moving, Deidara jumped out of the car and stared at the gigantic house. Slowly he turned towards Itachi and started pointing at the house in an exaggerated way. Itachi chuckled softly at Deidara's face, liking how the blonde was smiling.
Itachi then started walking towards the house, glancing over his shoulder to make sure Deidara was following. Deidara was still looking up at the house, his eyes going up higher and higher as he walked after Itachi. Again the raven chuckled, suddenly finding Deidara very cute. In the spur of the moment, Itachi grabbed Deidara's hand and pulled him further towards the house, not wanting to linger outside any longer. When they got to the door, Itachi turned and saw a huge blush on the blonde's face, blue eyes casted down. Then he realized he was still holding Deidara's hand and quickly let go of it, his own black eyes widened in shock. Why had he done that?
Hurriedly he opened the door, not looking at Deidara anymore. He was sure he now wore a blush of his own. Itachi took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, Deidara followed suit. Out of the corner of his eyes Itachi looked at Deidara, wanting to know if the blonde still felt embarrassed, but he actually looked fine already. 'Want something to drink?' he then asked, seeing Deidara nod with a soft smile. Somehow those blue eyes sparkled again and Itachi loved it, but he wouldn't admit it any time soon.
Itachi walked over to the kitchen, pushing open the door and then keeping it open for Deidara. He noticed his mother standing behind the refrigerator, trying to pick something to drink for herself. 'Mother,' Itachi said, trying to get her attention. Mikoto stood straight up again and turned towards her son, a big smile on her face.
'Hey, sweetie. When did you get home?' she asked, then noticing someone else was in the kitchen as well. 'Oh, and who are you?'
Deidara looked a little uncomfortable since he couldn't answer her right away and grabbing his bag would be weird now. He shot Itachi a pleading look and the raven smirked back at Deidara as if to say, so you need me, huh? 'Mother, this is Deidara. He, uh, he doesn't have a voice, so he can't talk. We're doing an art project together.'
Mikoto shot Deidara a sad face which the blonde hated, but then a beautiful smile appeared again and somehow Deidara just had to love her. She seemed like such a sweet woman. 'Welcome to our home, Deidara. I'm Mikoto, Itachi's mother.' Deidara decided then that it was a good time to grab his board out of his bag so he could actually say something back.
Thank you. You have a lovely home, he scribbled on the board and held up for Mikoto to read. She giggled softly, a hand in front of her mouth as if to keep it in.
'Thank you, Deidara. I hadn't expected you to communicate like that. I thought you would speak in signs.' Deidara smiled broadly. It was his way of laughing and Itachi couldn't help but stare at it in awe.
Deidara scribbled something new on the board and Mikoto stood on her toes trying to see it before he finished writing. I do speak in signs, but not many others do. It would be weird if I spoke in signs now since no one would understand ;)
Mikoto giggled again, winking back at the emoticon he used. 'Very true, Deidara. Now I won't keep you two any longer. I'll get you something to drink. You go to the garage,' she said, turning to the fridge again.
'Thanks, mother,' Itachi said, getting out of the kitchen again. Deidara followed after waving goodbye to Itachi's mother. Such a lovely woman, he thought. Itachi guided Deidara towards the garage, going through several doors before they got there. A few cars filled the room, but it was so big that they had enough space to paint ten paintings. Deidara skipped to the place where there stood a canvas and placed his bag on the ground. He inspected everything they had and then nodded happily.
Itachi walked up next to him and saw him getting to work. Deidara placed some of his drawings on the side, using it as an example. He grabbed a pencil and started making an outline for the painting. Itachi just watched, his eyes following after the tanned delicate hand sliding over the canvas. Then he glanced at Deidara's face, seeing a little pink tongue sticking out of the corner of plump lips. Itachi had to blink once to keep other thoughts from happening. 'What do you want me to do?' he then asked awkwardly, a weird smile on his face.
Deidara raised an eyebrow, not understanding why Itachi was acting so weird suddenly. He pointed towards some bottles of paint and then started drawing again. Most of them were just weird scribbled lines, not really saying anything, but Deidara knew what they could become. Itachi just didn't. He grabbed the paint and some brushes and brought them over to the canvas. He looked at the drawing with a frown on his face. He really didn't know how this would become something real.
The blonde leaned back, watching his work and then smiled pleased. Then he made the mistake to look over to Itachi and noticed the frown. Immediately he felt insulted like the real artist he was. How could he not see what he meant! Itachi clearly was not an artist. Well, at least not the way Deidara was. But the way his eyes could look was almost like a piece of art. The reddish glance they had when he seemed angry or the soft dark blue they could hold when Itachi was smiling. They changed so many times.
Itachi then raised an eyebrow at Deidara, getting rather uncomfortable under the stare. 'What?' he asked and a huge blush spread on the blonde's face. He grabbed his board and scribbled a sort of lie on it. You look a lot like your mother.
Itachi read it and smiled softly. 'You should see my little brother. He looks exactly like her. Even the very pale skin, but we do both have her black hair.'
Deidara kept watching Itachi's face and then sat down on a little stool that Itachi had put there before. Itachi took the other, thinking they would be talking some more. What's your brother like? Deidara had now scribbled on the board.
'If we have to believe the girls very handsome. Also a bit spoilt, but he works hard for the things he does want and he can be a very good friend,' Itachi answered with a smile. He did love his brother a lot.
He sounds nice. What's his name?
'Sasuke, after our grandfather. He's five years younger than me,' Itachi said. Deidara nodded at the statement and smiled back at him. The blonde didn't know what to say now, so he just stayed silent. 'What's your family like?' Itachi then suddenly asked.
Blue eyes shot up again and smiled broadly at Itachi. My parents are great and my brother is a hyperactive kid who will take a bullet for the ones he loves. I love them a lot, Deidara had now written on his board.
'What's your brother's name?' Itachi then asked, smiling back at Deidara's sweet face. He really loved his family, didn't he?
His name is Naruto and he's also five years younger than me. Maybe our brothers are in the same class?
Itachi's eyes widened as he suddenly recognized the name. 'Yeah, I believe our brothers are in the same class. Sasuke has been whining about some guy named Naruto ever since we got here. Not sure if he likes your brother very much.'
Deidara smiled, his eyes twinkling in a laugh. Naruto also has that effect on people, but once Sasuke gets to know him, he has to love my little brother. He's a bit of a brat, but can be the sweetest person ever.
'A bit like you,' Itachi let slip out. As soon as he realized what he had said, his eyes widened and a huge blush spread on his pale cheeks. Deidara's eyes widened as well and his mouth hang open in shock. 'I mean, uhh, you are a nice guy,' Itachi tried to safe, but Deidara didn't buy it now. He would let it slide though since he still had to work with Itachi for weeks.
You're a nice guy as well. Hidan was lucky that he got to know you.
Itachi smiled softly now, his eyes casted down to the ground. 'Thank you and I'm glad I get to know you now.' Deidara's eyes widened again and then a smile formed on his lips. They stayed silent for a while, realizing they just became friends or something like that at least. Itachi still felt a weird itch as if he wanted to do something and it got worse when he looked at Deidara's plump lips, but he didn't recognize what it was. He ignored the feeling for now and helped Deidara up to get to painting. They painted the whole afternoon, Itachi telling the voiceless Deidara the biggest stories. Even more than he ever told Hidan.
Characters © Masashi Kishimoto
Wasn't the ending sort of sweet? Like Itachi can ever resist sweet Deidara...
I haven't decided if I want hints of SasuNaru in this story. They are 12 in this story, so I'm not sure if it would fit already... Maybe at like the end if I make an epilogue.
Let me know what you think of this little chapter!^^ and thank you for all the previous reviews! Much love