"Deidara?" Itachi was knocking on Deidara's door. The blonde instantly grew nervous. He tried to play it cool.

"Yes, Itachi, hmm?" He attempted at sounding uninterested.

"Mind if I come in?"

"Wh-Whatever, un..."

Itachi sidled into Deidara's room. He sat on the edge of the bed casually. "So Deidara," He began, leaning back on his hands. "I heard Hidan trying to tell me something about you...What was that all about?" He turned toward Deidara, his eyes devious and unpredictable.

"Uhm....Nothing, hmm...." Deidara toyed with the ends of his hair nervously. He tried his hardest not to pay attention to Itachi's nearness.

"Oh, c'mon Deidara." Itachi mock-pouted. "Why won't you tell me? Is it about me?"

Deidara blushed. 'Damn!' He thought. 'Why do I have to blush now, of all times?!'

Itachi chuckled, teasing Deidara. "Is that a yes? That seems like one to me."

Deidara just sat there, blushing and playing with the ends of his hair. He refused eye contact. Itachi grabbed Deidara's wrists and pushed him down on the bed, so he was laying on top of Deidara all in one move, catching the blonde by surprise. Deidara turned every shade of red possible.

"Deidara, do you like me?" Itachi asked, his voice merely a breathy whisper. Deidara could smell the spicy cinnamon gum he was chewing.

"Uhmm....I-I uh...." Deidara couldn't spit it out. Itachi smirked and began to kiss Deidara lightly and repeatedly.

"Because, Deidara," Itachi breathed between kisses. "I like you."

By this point, Deidara could barely breathe. He just managed to squeeze out, "I-Itachi-kun, I do like you...A lot....hn..."

Itachi pressed his body against Deidara's, kissing the blonde passionately. Deidara could barely breathe. He blushed as a bulge formed in his pants. Itachi felt it, too. He ground his hips against Deidara's, creating one in his own pants. He recieved a moan from the artist, and began to grind all the more. Slowly he pulled Deidara's shirt off with his mouth, then he trailed his tongue over the blonde's bare chest. Deidara pulled off Itachi's shirt.

Deidara grazed the mouths on his hands over Itachi's back and chest, the tongues licking and the teeth nipping at his skin. They continued licking and stripping one another. Soon enough, they were both declothed.

Itachi flipped Deidara over. He licked his index and middle fingers, then inserted them into Deidara's entrance. He spread him wide enough, then began pushing himself into Deidara. The blonde whined repeatedly as Itachi went in further. Itachi set them at a slow, easy rythm. As Deidara moaned Itachi's name, he began thrusting harder. He picked up the pace until Deidara finally screamed out, "Itachi!! I-I'm going to cum, hn!!"

Itachi came at that moment, and Deidara followed a second later. They lay there a moment, breathing heavily. Itachi pulled himself out of Deidara, and they both sat up.

"What the fuck was that screaming about?!" Hidan appeared in the doorway at that moment. He saw Deidara and Itachi, and shouted "What the fuck!!"

Itachi and Deidara shared a smile, and Hidan stormed off, completely pissed.

"I-Itachi-kun...Hmm?" Deidara looked at him.

"What?" Itachi cocked an eyebrow.

Deidara grinned deviously. "Can we do that again, yeah?"