Chapter 5

I had turned up a little early to the meeting place to buy some new clay, which now sat in the bag beside me. I was currently leaning against the side of the shop, waiting for her to find me. I knew she would be able to, the blonde hair stood out a little.

"Dei-chan?" I heard from my left, noting that she had used her little nickname for me. I looked and saw Ino. "It really is you isn't it!" She whispered disbelieving.

"Yeah, un." I replied, using my speech quirk. I had somehow managed to keep the usage of it down, although it would creep back whenever I became too relaxed to watch my words. My past however brought it back very strongly. Ino instantly threw herself over me.

"Why did you run away? You were happy weren't you? Or is it all my fault, for being too clingy? I thought we were happy! Why wasn't that the case?" She streamed a torrent of questions at me, like normal. It seemed she hadn't changed much.

"Slow down, yeah." I pulled away from her, to look at her. She had grown up a lot in the last four years. She stopped at my words. "I didn't run away, I was thrown out, yeah. Of course I was happy and you were never too clingy, un." I answered all of her questions.

"What do you mean you were thrown out? Mum and dad would never do that! Would they?" She asked unsure.

"Well they did, un. Have they pretended like I never existed the past few years, ne?" I asked, wanting to know the answers to some of my questions. She nodded slowly.

"Every time I tried to bring you up they ignored me, changed the subject, or forced me to go out the house." She explained. "Why?" She asked quietly.

"I told them that I was gay, un." I simply told them the truth. She started at me like I was an idiot.

"And they hadn't ever worked that out before?" She asked disbelieving that this could be the only reason. "I've known that since I was 12, when I caught you jacking off to magazines filled with naked men." My eyes widened at that comment. "Anyway, what I'm saying is that they shouldn't have been so surprised, and therefore more accepting."

"I think they were blocking out all of the signals, yeah. But they never really showed signs of being homophobic, ne. Well not until they threw me out immediately after I told them, yeah." I replied. We fell silent for a few minutes. It seemed that we had run out of things to say to each other. "I have the rest of the day off if you wanna do something, yeah?"

"There is this movie that I've been meaning to see. It's called 'No Strings Attached'. A guy and girl try to keep their relationship strictly physical, but it's not long before they learn that they want something more." She explained.

"A chick flick, ne?" She pouted when I tried to dismiss her suggestion. I could never resist my sister's pouting face, especially after four years of no contact. We had always been joined at the hip as kids. "Fine, fine, un. We'll go see 'No Strings Attached', yeah."

"Yay, thank you!" She yelled, glomping me again. "You're paying by the way, I don't have any money, and I'm assuming that you do because you just bought clay." She stated. I groaned, knowing that she would want popcorn and a drink as well.

OOO

We walked out of the cinema when the film finished. Ino still had half a box of popcorn left while I had a very empty pocket. "So what did you think of the film?" She asked as we passed through the doors from fiction into reality.

"It was alright, un." I said simply. Actually that movie had very much hit home with me because it was a very similar situation between Itachi and I, although that happy ending would never happen between us. "I think I should be getting back, yeah. Even though I have the day off, I could still be called upon, un." I commented warily.

"That's fine." She said. We walked for a little bit more in silence before she spoke again. "What do you do exactly?" She asked.

"I'm Itachi-sama's hand servant, yeah." I told her chuckling slightly.

"Oh, well you'd better get back soon then. Wait, take my number first. I want to meet up with you again. I don't care about what our parents will think either, before you say anything." She rummaged around in her bag and found a scrap of paper and a pen, she quickly scribbled a mobile number and handed it to me. "Call me soon." She commanded. "Well I suppose that I should get back home before they start to worry about me." She then turned and walked away from me. "Bye, see you soon!" She yelled, turning back to wave. I waved back to her before turning to make my way back to the Uchiha mansion.

OOO

I walked into the servant's entrance of the mansion and made my way into my room. It was now just verging on the evening. It had been good to catch up with my sister. In a way I was glad for my family's appearance last night.

There was a brisk knock at my door. The person let themselves in without waiting for an answer. "Deidara, where have you been?" Sassori asked me sharply.

"I went into town because I had the day off, yeah." I explained, still using my old speech quirk.

"Well, Fugaku-sama wanted to see you 10 minutes ago. It sounds like you're in trouble. What have you done this time?" Sassori asked me.

"I don't know." Was all I said.

"Now that you're here you should go to see him immediately." He suggested. "He's waiting in his office." He informed me.

"Hai." I answered before leaving the room. I walked slowly towards my destination, hopping beyond hope that what I thought had happened, hadn't. It couldn't be possible at all, that Fugaku-sama had found out about Itachi and I. Hidan would never tell, would he?

All too soon, I had reached my destination. I knocked on the door and waited to be called in. Once inside I stood in the centre of the room and gave a deep bow. "You called for me?" I respectfully asked. I noticed that Itachi-sama was also in the room.

"Yes I did. I called you here to permanently terminate your contract with us." He explained using big, fancy words.

"You're firing him?" Itachi burst out, suddenly.

"Yes. His father, whom dinned with us yesterday, recognised him and told me that he's gay. I will not have that influence within my household." Fugaku-sama told him sharply.

"You can't fire anyone on grounds for their sexuality!" Itachi retorted.

"Yes I can and I will." He then turned back to me. "I expect you to pack up your stuff and to have left my house by tomorrow morning."

"Hai." I then took my leave. Once I was out of the door I calmly walked back to my room, ignoring anyone who tried to speak to me. I was sure I could hear raised voices coming from the room I had just left but I was so numb that nothing could get passed any of my senses.

I closed the door of my room behind me and slid down onto the floor. Finally my emotions flowed out from me as tears slid down my cheeks and dropped onto the floor. I didn't know what to do I had no money or a place to go.

An insistent banging on my door made me look up. "Deidara, open this door now!" Itachi's angry voice floated through. I got up and opened the door, knowing that Itachi hardly ever got angry. As soon as the door opened Itachi attacked me. His lips were acting forcefully on mine. His hands were gripping my hair strongly, keeping me exactly where I was. He finally eased up a little before he eventually stopped. I knew that my lips were now bruised, but somehow I didn't mind. There were a lot of emotions in that kiss, from both of us. "Don't leave." He whispered into my ear. "I don't care about your sexuality, whatever it really is, just don't leave." Something he said stuck accord within me.

I pushed him away hard. "No, you never did. You never asked me if it was alright to take advantage of me, you just did!" I shouted at him. "You're just upset that your toy has to leave!" I accused him. "I think that you're father did me a favour!" Once those words had left my mouth I knew that they weren't true, but I couldn't take them back now. I turned around and packed everything I could into my old rucksack. I hadn't had to use that since the last time I'd been thrown out because I was gay.

I turned back around to see Itachi still standing there, all emotions hidden behind a carefully placed mask. I knew that I would do anything for him, and so for him I had to leave. That would be the only way I could leave like this. I walked past him and left him there. I walked straight out of the house as quickly as possible before the mask I had put up collapsed.