Sweet Thing

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


I watched Itachi run around the track for the umpteenth time. He is so elegant. Long powerful legs gaining speed with each stride. My mouth went dry just watching him. I wanted to run along with him, but I thought I should leave him alone; anyways I've had enough running for the day. We had to run the mile today. I'm pretty proud with my time. I made it under the boy's time, of course Itachi finished first in the end. No big surprise there I suppose, I was only a couple people behind. I tried to keep up, my effort was futile though. I hung my head at the thought. Being a cheetah would probably be the only way for me to able to keep up with Itachi. I smiled at the lone figure still running around the track; even though every one was already done he continued to run around. I wonder if he's thinking about certain things. Lightly I touched my finger tips to my lips, his cool breathe felt like it still lingered over my lips.

I sat on the cool bleachers that faced the track. Everyone else was lazing about.

Someone plopped down beside me as I continued to watch Itachi run. "You know if you keep staring at him like that people are going to start talking," Sasori said. He stretched out, leaning his back against the step at his back.

I snorted. "Yeah, well if they do they can all kiss my ass."

"I can think of one person you wouldn't mind doing that to you."

"You got that right." I put chin on my hand.

"Okay, what happened?" Sasori's joking tone disappeared and was replaced with his serious one.

I looked up at the bright blue sky, not a single cloud marred the perfection of the azure blue. I raised my hand in front of my face to shield my eyes from the ever burning sun. "The whole thing or just sum it up?"

Sasori peered down at his watch. "Since we only have five minutes left. I'm going to have to go for the summed up version."

We got up from the bleachers and started to head to the locker room to change out. I explained everything as best as I could with only a few sentences. Sasori nodded his head, but said nothing as we made it to the locker room and started dressing out.

Itachi came in the room with his shirt off and sweat sliding down his chest. How I wanted to lick the sweat right off his body. Certain areas of my body started to react to my thoughts, to be safe I turned around quickly to face my locker. Itachi's eyes burned the back of my head as I somehow managed to change. I glanced at Sasori who was ready to go and walked with him out of the locker room without looking back.

Sasori slapped the back of my head hard. My hands flew to my abused skull. "What the hell was that for?" I yelled as I rubbed my head.

"You're being an idiot again!" Sasori said. He then opted to slap my back as if my head wasn't enough.

"You really know how to scare the crap out of someone, I hope you know." One hand rubbed my head while the other worked on my tender back. His words finally sunk in. "How am I being idiot?"

Walking in step, Sasori and I made it to English. We went to the back like we usually did. When my butt hit the chair he started explaining.

"Do I need to spell it out for you?" Sasori asked exasperated. I nodded. "He likes you. How hard is that to get?" Sasori threw his hands in the air. "You kissed him and he didn't sock you. I would count that as a plus. Then he kissed you back. He might be a little confused, but the signs are all there," Sasori finished when Itachi came through the door.

Our eyes met and it was like a magnetic pull. Itachi walked toward me without looking at anything in the room. "We have to talk," Was all he got to say as Jiraiya walked through the door.

We went over something or other, I didn't pay attention. My focus was on the person in front of me. His soft black hair was swept up in his usual low ponytail, my hand raised to run through his hair, the bell rang as my finger tips were about to touch his hair.

"Don't be an idiot," Sasori said as he walked passed me. He nodded to Itachi who did the same. I bent down to gather my stuff.

"Are you coming Deidara?" My headed snapped up. Itachi was waiting by the door.

I pointed to myself. "You're still giving me a ride?" Surprise overwhelmed me.

"Who else would I be waiting for?" Itachi smirked. My cheeks warmed under his steady gaze. I gathered my stuff and went over to him, making sure there was a lot of space between us. Itachi raised his eyebrow, he said nothing though. It's not that I didn't want to be next to him. I did. That's the problem. All the control I've built up might crumble if I let myself indulge one more time.

We walked to the parking lot in silence. Many times I tried to form a sentence nothing came out, my voice refused to comply.

"You look like a fish gasping for air," Itachi said as cars zoomed by us as we headed to his car. Narrowing my eyes at him, I gave him my best glare. It failed miserably, if Itachi's shaking shoulders showed any indication. I stared at him over the top of the car. Seeing him laugh made me start laughing.

"I was trying to think of something to say, but nothing would come out." I opened the door and threw my bag in the car.

"You didn't do a very good job." Itachi got in the car, put the key in the ignition and it roared to life.

I made myself comfortable. "Well, excuse me. Like you were doing any better with bringing something up to talk about," I shot back.

"Fair enough." He back out of his parking spot and headed out of the parking lot.

His slender fingers gripped the wheel gently; an elbow was propped up by the window. He looked relaxed or at least more so than earlier.

I sucked in air through my mouth. I had to get the ball moving. "Itachi," he nodded at me. "What's going on?" I held on to my seat. The smell of Itachi's familiar scent lingered in the air.

Itachi's eyes widened, he straightened up in his seat, and gripped the wheel tighter. "To be honest I don't know." I slumped against the seat feeling like a deflated balloon. "I'm confused. I need more time to think about what I'm feeling."

"What am I supposed to do?" I asked seeing my house come in to view.

"Wait for me."

My ears perked up his words. "Huh?" Wow! That was intelligent.

"Our deal is still on if you get a 95% on the mid-term. I'm sure spending time with you without having to study would help."

Holy shit! Itachi wants to see what can happen. "You really want to see where this goes?" I said hoping against hope that he did.

Itachi pulled in the driveway, put the car and turned to look at me. "Yes and I think I'll stay here to tutor you. To make sure you do well."

"Hey, earlier you said..,"

"I know, now I've changed my mind. Is that all right?"

"Yeah," I said in a trance as Itachi followed me in my house, to study the night away.