Deidara dumped his stuff on the floor by the double bunk bed and sighed. College was so tiring; he hoped this year would end quickly so he could transfer to art college like he wanted to.

He lay back on the bottom bunk tiredly sighing and scratched his forehead gazing at the top bunk wondering who he was sharing a room with. He didn't tend to get on with anyone but it was worth a try at least once.

He closed his eyes for a bit daydreaming and when he opened them again someone was standing over him. He blinked a few times and realised it was the last person he hoped to see.

"Uchiha... What do you want?"

"We're sharing rooms." Itachi muttered.

"What?" He growled sitting up as Itachi dropped his stuff on the floor.

"Don't blame me, I didn't assign the rooms. If you have a complaint go talk to someone who cares."

"Maybe I will!" He got up and rushed out when he ran headfirst into Hidan.

"Hey, watch where you're going, asshole!"

Deidara groaned rubbing his ass and glared at Hidan.

"Woah, hey blondie, I didn't expect to see you here!"

"Yeah, me neither. Who are you sharing a room with?"

"Kakuzu... Just my luck, eh?"

"You think that's bad try sharing with Itachi."

"Wow, sucks dude."

"I know right, un?"

Back in the room Itachi was inwardly groaning. He really didn't want to share a room with Deidara and today was not a good day for him. He had a headache and his chest hurt again, he knew this wasn't a good sign but then again it never was. He took some pills hoping to quell the pain but it wasn't helping. He wondered briefly about Kisame and decided he should get some sleep.

Deidara wandered back into the room quietly not wanting to alert the other of his presence. Itachi was asleep anyway so he crawled onto his bunk sighing. The woman had told him there was no chance of changing rooms so he'd have to live with it.

He heard a knock on the door and saw Kisame was standing there.

"Can I talk to you?"

Deidara nodded and followed him slowly out shutting the door.

He lead him to a wall and stood there gazing at him for a second.

"Deidara there is something you should know about Itachi."

"What, un?"

"Well, he wouldn't want me telling you this because he's too damn proud but, he's sick."

"Huh?"

"He's ill, has been for a long time now."

"How ill?"

"Very ill, he takes medication a lot of the time. So can you take it easy on him? It's just he's a nice guy really he just... He's a little arrogant at times I understand but he doesn't deserve half the crap he gets."

"Fine, un."

"Thanks."

He started to walk away but Deidara stopped him. "Wait why do you care so much, un?"

"I'm just worried, I guess... He doesn't have that many friends and the girls mob him without any concern for his feelings. He could use some help, he's really clever but pushes himself too much."

Kisame left and Deidara entered their room again little realising Itachi heard everything he said.