First song of today! I just want to trouble, alright?
Rating: K-rated
Warnings: No warnings
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I'll bolt soon or later
With the last complaint Itachi finally had enough. Ignoring every protest that left his parents' lips, he packed his bags, because it was now or never. Settling for less was not a possibility anymore. This life was not for him anymore. And as he stared at a picture of himself when he was nineteen, taken during a vacation with his family, he could see how lost he had always been. Even then Itachi didn't know what he wanted or where to get it, but he knew this luxurious life was not for him, and it was time to leave. So with his bags packed he got on a plane.
Landing on his first destination, Itachi sent a text to his brother, telling him to pray. The only thing he was searching for, was redemption. There should be more to life than living off his parents wealth. So he was on a mission, ready to find the thing he needed, whatever that may be. Running into a non in the airport, he asked her to pray as well, no matter if Itachi did not believe in god. He would need all the faith he could get now, even if it was not his own. And the sister would pray for him, and all his dreams he wanted to come true. Itachi had no dreams though, only a wish.
I want no trouble
There was no plan for where Itachi was headed next. The world would be explored, not using his parents' money, but his own he did not have. Lifting his way across the country he had found himself in, he ended up in towns Itachi had never even heard of, let alone seen. He had seen the luxurious life. The marvellous foods, the expensive clothing, the incredibly houses. But this was new. This was interesting. The kind and generous people that did not ask for money, but only kindness in return.
With a cheap camera Itachi had bought on the airport, he had snapped pictures with all the locals he had run into so far. Photos that would mean a lot more than the vacation pictures taking with his family. This was real life. This was not something to please someone during their holiday, but more about how locals really lived. The way they cherished one and another and took care of each other when needed. Itachi was taken in without question, fitting in only because he stayed kind and tried to befriend them. It was new and thrilling, and he loved it.
I keep trying to find me
The family he was staying with, were the nicest of them all, forcing Itachi to stay far longer than he had wanted to. A promise of the woman's son returning soon made Itachi decide he would wait. Someone his age, and raised by someone so wonderful, needed to be wonderful as well. Hopefully his brother was still praying for him, as was the sister, because life had never been better.
But it got better when the son did return home, flashing his perfect smile, and his bright everything. The kindness had passed on from mother to son, the generosity visible in the other's gestures. The promise of taking Itachi out to town came along, and Itachi was confronted with many friendly faces, all asking questions about his previous life. But all the bright blond son, with the most beautiful eyes did, was boast about how life was better here, and Itachi believed him, every word of it. And he never wanted to leave again.
A man on a mission
Under the flashing lights in a discotheque Itachi danced with the blond son, sharing movements he had never seen before. Hips rubbing together in ways that left one thinking what they were actually meant as. The thrill of it all only urged Itachi to get closer. Put his hands on him, touch him, feel him. As the dance moved on, bodies perfectly aligned, Itachi found himself in a close embrace with him. Lips had found the other's, rubbing together in different ways, a mix of soft and rough, of lust and question. In the end all Itachi could utter, was the other's name. "Deidara."
Maybe you could save my soul
The next day as Itachi awoke, Deidara was already sitting on the edge of his bed, teasing smile on his lips that caused a shiver to rise up Itachi's spine. The generosity had not disappeared, and the blond was as kind as he had been before, following right after his mother. And Itachi found himself staying longer as he explored more and more of the little town. There lived many people and yet everyone seemed to know each other. The streets were dirty, and everyone littered badly, and even if this town was not beautiful at all, it was the most beautiful place Itachi had ever seen.
And with a fast beating heart Itachi was rushed through an exciting point in his life with Deidara, pushed to limits he had never even thought of. There had been more dances, and dares had come along. Moments where they had been bad, and moments where they had done good. But the best were the times when they were simply alone.
It didn't matter if Itachi didn't speak their language, motions enough for him to start. He learned along the way though, catching phrases more and more. And eventually Itachi never left.
I'm just a man