The melody of this one is so beautiful. I honestly know nothing about dancing the Waltz, and this song probably is not fit for it, but in my imagination it works. And the era this chapter takes place in, also fits well with the Waltz. So stay tuned for some dancing ^^

Rating: K-rated

Warnings: No warnings

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A ballroom dressed in far too much gold, glistening under the many candles that shed their light through chandeliers. Couples were dancing, circling around one another as their feet always found the right places to step. Outside of the circle of dancing bodies stood the waiting ladies and gentlemen. It was a big feast, meant for women to find their ideal man, right here on the dancefloor. Many young ones had been invited already, taken by the hand, and swept right into a dance that would be the one they danced for life.

The bachelor wanted most was still standing on the side lines, eyes following the movements of others, but making no indication of wanting to join. Maidens around him were giggling, trying to get his attention with skirts so wide, they could hardly pass through anything. It was hard to miss them, everyone around always talking about the wanted Uchiha heir. Whispers moved through the ballroom, names of several maidens mentioned, ones he might be interested in.

There'll be no forgiveness for you to come around

Finally the Uchiha heir moved from his place, pushing passed the crowd as he aimed for a certain corner. Whispers grew louder as men and women alike tried to see who it was the heir was aiming for. Who he was moving towards. Which lady had he chosen as his own?

There by the wall one tried to disappear right into the blue paint. Ballrooms really were not places he fancied to be. Their goal was not something Deidara was interested in, nor did he want to participate in such foolish actions. Not after everything that had already happened. How feasts like this were the cause of his loneliness. Dressed in a blue flower embroidered costume, gold details fitting his family brand, Deidara kept to the side as always. Whispers hadn't reached his ears, because he avoided them at all costs. Women were avoided just as much. There would be no dance for him tonight, not during a feast like this.

I won't break you

The heir finally stopped as his dark eyes landed on his target, a slight smile playing around his lips as he stepped closer towards the one he was aiming for. Blue eyes were filled with confusion and hurt as he offered his hand, asking for a dance right in front of everyone. Deidara had never been able to keep his composure quite as well as Itachi could. Especially not when emotions were running high. Shooting his gaze from left to right, Deidara watched the crowd around him look back in astonishment. Some even in disgust. But no matter how they looked, Itachi didn't let his hand waver, nor did he pull it away.

If you can erase it then I can atone

With slight hesitation in his gesture, Deidara offered his hand, and let Itachi guide him towards the dancefloor. This was something forbidden and wrong in the eyes of the crowd, but they all were far too polite and well-mannered to instantly jump in. For now it would be pushed off as a joke between two young gentlemen, who were only messing with their elderlies.

No less was true though, because they had danced so often like this. Easily they slipped into the right pose, Itachi's hand on Deidara's waist, while Deidara's softly touched Itachi's shoulder. The other two were holding each other, connecting them in a way they both loved. And then their waltz began, circling through the room with all eyes on them. Their movements were graceful and so well practised, perfectly fitting the scenery. Their bodies were so familiar with one another, they never had to signal their next move, the other knowing how to respond before one had even anticipated on it.

I will not let you down

Time seemed to be standing still between them, their eyes never leaving the others. Deidara's heart felt heavy inside his chest, a knot in his throat as emotions rose high. A few days prior he had found out Itachi was meant to be wed in the next few weeks, because an heir needed a wife to share it with. Many allegeable women had already come to town to show they would be the right person. It didn't matter if Itachi had already found the right person. The one he loved more than anything. This was what was expected of him, and was what he would set out for. This was his feast today, and on a whim he had selected Deidara. Because it was always Deidara.

As Itachi saw the familiar happy twinkling in Deidara's eyes, he could not stop himself anymore. Stopping the dance he reached forward, and right there, amidst the people who would be most against this, Itachi kissed him. Kissed him as so many times before. With his heart spilled out right in front of Deidara, so the other only needed to take it. Every dance ended like this, but this was the first one not shared in privacy.

Forgive me

An exasperated cry moved through the crowds as they witnessed a kiss that was never meant to be shared. One that was forbidden by law and could cost you your life. Maidens screeched as they saw their chance pass by. Men roared when the idea of this occurrence finally settled in. Storming towards the two men they tried to grasp their sleeves and prevent them from getting away with this. But Itachi was quicker on his feet, one of the best swordsmen around.

Easily he stepped out of the way, taking Deidara with him in yet another dance, this time actually aiming for a certain point. The dancefloor was now filling with the people that had been standing on the outlines, asking what was going on. Wanting to stop the two from going anywhere. But they were better. They knew how to get away. Slipping through it all the couple reached the exit, and as Itachi turned one last look on Deidara, a question in those deep familiar depths, Deidara answered with a nod.

Open up again, I believe in second chances

Holding each other's hand, fingers laced together, they ran through the golden detailed door. Their steps echoed through the corridor, guards following them purely based on the sound. But Itachi had come prepared. The hallways they took were all left empty, a side door leading them outside. Bursting through it they stumbled down a small step. In the woods across the yard a carriage was waiting for them, the rider already sitting on top to see them out.

As hands once more tried to snatch them, Deidara and Itachi avoided them one last time, slipping through it all as if they had earned it. Jumping into the carriage they instantly rode off, down the pebble stones, and get to safety. A new life would begin here.

Goodnight