Sweet Thing

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto I wish I did though.


"You're going to get a 95% on the test?" Sasori said glancing back at me while he played his game.

I quirked an eyebrow at him. "Is it really that hard to believe and I have the rest of the week. It's only Monday." I sniffed. I thought I had a chance, maybe that's only because I was doing it for one reason and one reason only. Itachi. I know I should be doing it to pass the class, that's the furthest thing from my mind right now.

"Aren't you going to his house to start studying?"

"No, his parents need him to be with them for a party or something. I think it has something do with holding up their image." I tapped my finger against my lip, contemplating whether or not I should study. It seemed like a good idea, but there was this nagging part me that didn't give a shit, well at least not right now. I shook my head and sighed. I need to study. The mid-term is this Friday and I don't have much time to get the grade I need. Spring break all alone with Itachi is the goal I need to aspire to.

I stood up from Sasori's bed and tapped on his shoulder to let him know I was going to head home. "I'm out of here," I said waving to Sasori.

His eyes stayed glued to the T.V. while he waved. "See ya tomorrow. And good luck studying." I could hear him chuckling at the idea.

What on this Earth did I do to have people start laughing at my effort to try and get good grades? I shook off the feeling of being inadequate to anything having to do with school. I hopped over the bushes that separated Sasori's house and mine.

I noted that my parent's car was gone again. They must've gone to the party that Itachi's parents were throwing. Man, tonight is going to be a long night. Should I do my other homework? I quickly threw that idea away. Must stay focused on ultimate goal and that's Itachi. My backpack sat next to the front door in the same spot where I left it this afternoon when I had gotten home from school. And much to my delight Itachi is still giving me rides to and from school. I'm still getting glares and looks of envy from all that spot us. I grabbed my bag and plopped down at the kitchen table. Usually I do homework or any kind of school in front of the T.V. it helps me concentrate, but I know if I do it now I won't be able to concentrate at all.

I set up everything I needed and started to do the study guide that Jiraiya gave us today. It had the definitions we needed to know and we also had to be able to write about certain poems. We had to give our own interpretation of the poem. I hate doing that! I never get the answer right. Sometimes it feels like Itachi is looking at me like he can't believe no one can understand. Normally it doesn't bother me when that happens, but now I really need some help with this stupid crap. I glared at the paper willing it to start on fire so I could go do something that would be productive to me.

Pushing the paper away earned me nothing, but more time wasted. I settled for going over the definitions. These I know like the back of my hand. I smiled when I knew I had all the definitions down. Now time to try and figure out what the blasted poems are saying. So, I can give my own view of what its saying? I guess, as long as I can get some what of what is happening in the poem I should be good.

I worked for over two hours reviewing all the work that Itachi and I had done. Some of the stuff was sinking in, but not all. I thought I was getting better at deciphering the poems, but I can't be for sure. My neck and back ached from being hunched over my work for the past few hours. I raised my arms above my head feeling the muscles stretch and my back cracked. I sighed in relief after getting some of the kinks out of my body. I don't know how people can study for hours upon hours on end. I'm exhausted! Who would have known one could get so tired from sitting?

My pants started to vibrate as I started to put everything away. I pulled out my phone and flipped it open. "Hello?"

"Deidara?"

"Yeah?" The voice sounded familiar, but they were whispering making it harder to figure out who it was.

"Can you meet me outside your house?" A light went off in my head. Itachi?

"Sure, is something wrong?" Blood starting to pump faster through my veins.

"No, I have to see something real fast."

What's with the cryptic message? I shrugged. "When are you going to get here?"

"I'm already here." My eyebrows shot into my hair.

"What? Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I asked marching to the front door, flinging it open to find Itachi leaning against his car closing his cell phone.

I pocketed my phone and headed over to him. The moon was starting to rise in the sky along with the stars. I must've been studying longer than I thought.

"What's up?" I said standing in front of him.

Itachi was illuminated in the moon light making him look ethereal. He could be a young god...

Dark eyes met mine. "Just stay still for two seconds." Itachi moved closer to me. "Okay?" His eyes pierced mine leaving me glued to the spot. I nodded my head numbly not able to talk as his lips descended on mine. My eyes widened then slowly closed as his warm tongue gently nudged my lips apart. I sighed in to the kiss not able to have a single clear thought. My thoughts were like bees buzzing around in my head, I didn't care at the moment though. Itachi was kissing me. I tentatively raised my arms and wound them around his neck bringing our bodies closer. I started to feel a stir in my pants as our bodies made full contact. It was starting to get really hot out here. Itachi pulled away quickly when our bodies met. My eyelids were hooded as I looked at him, my lips parted. He licked his lips and backed away from me.

I felt alarm take over my body as Itachi got in his car. What just happened?

"I'm sorry Deidara," Is all I heard as Itachi revved his engine and shot out of my drive way like there was no tomorrow.

"What just happened?" I asked the night air. A cool wind hit me causing me to shiver. It no longer felt hot in the cool spring night.