Deidaras Christmas

                        Deidara’s Christmas</u>

This is a fanfiction for my good friend, Susikicks. Hope you like it Susi-Chan!
Warning: YAOI
Pairing: ItaDei
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of the characters in it.
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I tapped the dark-wooden surface of my desk, with the end of my pencil, while I rubbed my head thoughtfully. It was Christmas in less than two days and I had not finished writing my Christmas list, (even though the piece of paper had many things written down).  There was one thing...one person that I desired more than anything else I had written down on my Christmas List.

Shaking my blonde head of hair incredulously, I continued to write my list, I knew he’d never give me the time of day, heck, I don’t think he’d give it to anyone! I’m starting to think he’s asexual...but please don’t tell him I said that! Though I know myself, that others also believe that he is asexual too...

Disgruntled that I had let my mind wander from my previous activity, I sighed once more, before checking through the ridiculously long list of items that I wanted, this Christmas. When I was satisfied with the...progress I had made (or lack off, rather) I rolled up the list, tying a red bow around it. This was a ritual for all members of the terrorist organisation; Akatsuki. (Though I have no idea why a feared group filled with murderers would need to celebrate this holiday...but leader insisted we had too.)

Setting my pencil back on my desk, I swung my legs off of my bed, and glided along the cold stone floor. The gentlest touch from the stone floor sending shocks through my entire body, making the fine hairs on my neck stand up. Snorting to myself, I silently cursed the cheap, Money-grubbing member, Kakuzu. He could at least spend some money on getting some carpets in, but as always, he’d come up with some totally bogus excuse not to.

Silently, I tip-toed out of my room, closing my bedroom door behind me, stealthily, I crept down the chilly hallways. It was late, around three in the morning, everyone but me, and possibly Tobi, were sound asleep. I reached my destination, and muted the yawn of tiredness. With my other hand, I carelessly chucked my list into the box with all the others in. Now that I had gotten this nonsense out of the way, I could finally go to bed, and get my eight hours of beauty sleep (even S-ranked ninjas need it, to stay alluring to the opposite sex...well, in my case the same sex).

Soundlessly, I stalked back to my room, though I halted when I noticed Itachi’s door was slightly ajar. Looking back and forth, from his bedroom door to the draughty hallway, I made my decision. Covering my blue eyes with a mouthed hand, I used my free one to gradually push the Uchiha’s door open. Opening an eye, I peered through the fingers that covered them, so far so good.

Without a sound, I glided across yet another cold, stone floor. I chewed ferociously on my pouty bottom lip, to stop myself from hissing at the chilled temperature of the floor.  Once I had reached his bed, I unhurriedly sat down on the edge of his mattress. (I’m honestly surprised he hasn’t woken up, he’s the lightest sleeper in Akatsuki.)

Smiling to myself, my azure eyes took in his relaxed expression, one that I had rarely seen on the Uchiha. (He was usually very tense, and on gaurd, though he had his relaxed moments though they usually occurred when he’s just around me or his fish-friend Kisame.) Reaching a hand out, I carefully grasped some of his silken ebony tresses, in between my rough fingers. He had taken his hair out of his usual low ponytail, and his hair spilled around his head and pillow.

Daringly, I leaned forwards, towards his angelic face. I was so close to him that I could practically feel the warmth from his body radiating to my own.  My sharp blue eyes that had long ago adjusted to the darkness, roamed down his face and stopped at his slightly parted lips. Before I knew it, my lips were locked with his; I panicked as I felt him stir. (I knew I should have listened to my common sense...damn it!)

In seconds flat, I was sent sprawling to the floor, nursing my newly shattered nose. The lights flickered on and one dumfounded Uchiha stood, completely alert and on guard. I dared not look into his eyes, I knew he was going to question me, and it frightened me.

“Deidara, do care to explain why you were kissing me?” I could tell by the tone of his voice, that he didn’t want any bullshit excuses. I flinched inwardly, wiping the blood from my face. (Let’s see if I could worm my way out of this one...)

“I-I slipped!” Mentally, I slapped myself, good and hard.  “Yeah...I slipped on a bar of that cheap soap Kakuzu buys!” I cringed inwardly; this was going from bad to worse.

Raising a thin black eyebrow, Itachi looked at me, in utter disbelief. “Let me get this straight, you slipped on a bar of soap, which resulted in your lips touching mine?”  Yep, that must have been the lamest excuse in the history of the world that I have ever thought of. (For the record, I have come up with some totally preposterous ones) The way Itachi worded this lame explanation of mine, made it seem far more far-fetched than the rest!

“Uh-huh! I slipped on the soap, skidded across your bedroom floor, because the door was open.” That wasn’t all a lie, his door was open (Slightly open anyways). “I then hurtled towards your bed, at lightning speed!” I flailed my arms about franticly, doing many stupid gestures with them; I was just making this worse for myself!

Itachi stared at me, not believing a word I was saying. (But then again, no one should believe this nonsense that’s spilling out of my mouth!) “So...You’re telling me, that you slipped on soap, skidded into my room because my door was open and you were hurtling towards my bed at the speed of light?” He shook his head, “well, if you were really going so fast, how come I never felt your impact on my bed...and me, when you landed?” His eyebrows, by the time he finished trying to make some sense of the situation, were in his hairline.  

I rolled my eyes, “Isn’t it obvious?” Itachi stayed silent, taking that as a ‘no’ I continued. “You’re air of arrogance, superiority, and intimidation cushioned my fall, of course! Who would have thought, that your enormous ego could act as an airbag?!” (Yep, that’s it Dei! Go and insult the guy you’re in love with! I mentally cursed myself out; I was making a real mess of this)

“I think you’re either letting your homosexual tendencies get the better of you, or you’re some sort of paedophile, that likes to harass people in their sleep.” Ouch, I won’t deny it, the taunt hurt, though I know I totally deserved it. (But knowing that it was my own fault didn’t make it less painful)

Sneering at him, I let out all of my feelings, before I could stop myself. “Maybe you didn’t notice, but for that lest seven months I have done nothing, but help you out with missions, getting your eyes healed by the pink-haired bitch and generally being their when you needed it!” My breathing was heavy, my heart was thrashing hard against my ribs, but I wasn’t about to stop now. “Haven’t you realized it yet!? You’re meant to be a genius! I love you, you oblivious idiot!” Sneering at the shaken Uchiha, I whipped around and sprinted out of his room and back to my own.

Slamming my bedroom door closed, I leaned against it, exhaling a lengthy breath. Well, I don’t think I could have fucked that up more if I tried! Sighing heavily, I slid down the bedroom door, running a hand through my golden-coloured locks.  There was no way in hell he’d give me a chance now...Sighing dejectedly, I trudged towards my bed, climbing in and throwing the covers over myself.

The next morning, I woke up feeling miserable. It was Christmas day and I knew I wouldn’t get what I truly wanted. Shaking off the negativity, I got showered and dressed, before making my way into the living room. I paused as I stepped inside, everyone was looking at me with cheeky grin, and it was like they knew something I didn’t.

“Ummm...Merry Christmas?” I offered weakly, with a forced smile as I sat down on my luxurious leather chair.

“Hey Dei! Don’t be so down, have some fuckin’ fun! I am, even though this isn’t anything to do with my fuckin’ religion.” Hidan slapped my hard on the back; in what I am guessing was meant to be comforting gesture. Nodding, though winded by his ‘comforting gesture’ I gave a genuine smile. Just because I wouldn’t get what I wanted, didn’t mean I should ruin it for everyone else.

“Hey, where is Itachi?” I asked, as I noticed the Uchiha’s absence.  Konan looked at me, grinning wider.

“You’ll see.” Suspiciously, I glanced around the room. I yelped piercingly, Cold hands enclosed over my eyes, blocking everything out of my sight. I flailed my arms about, in a pitiful attempt to remove the hands from my face.

“Calm down, Deidara.” At the sound of Itachi’s voice, I stopped my struggling. As his ice-cold hands moved from on top of my eyes, I looked upwards and before I could say a word, a pair of warm lips covered my own.

The kiss was short, but it stole my breath away and left me speechless. I blinked in confusion, as Itachi’s arms encircled my shoulders, and his head rested on mine.

“Merry Christmas, Deidara” I felt his lips brush the top of my head, and I knew that I had gotten what I wanted the most, and it would always be one that I would remember forever.