Deidara had a Secret.

His Secret was everything. It meant the world to him.

He would protect It with his life, and no one else would ever know.

Especially not Sasori.

Deidara guarded the Secret carefully. Not of trace of It was ever shown.

Then one day, It slipped.

It was an accident. Deidara had gotten caught up in laughing, had forgotten himself, his whole world was crashing now-

There was no way to stop the words from tumbling out.

"Un, I love you, Sasori."

Deidara's hands clamped over his mouth.

Sasori didn't notice, he couldn't have noticed, it was so quiet, he hadn't heard-

But Sasori turned his head to face Deidara,

and he smiled and laughed innocently.

"Bad choice of words, right?"

Deidara died inside.

His world had crashed, because of four words that had managed to escape.

His Secret was no longer precious or protected,

just small, lost, and insignificant in Sasori's hands.

Sasori didn't love him back.

But Deidara put on a pretty little smile for Sasori,

and then faced away from him.

"Yes, bad choice of words, un."

Sasori thought He was cute.

He liked Him, liked Him a lot.

It was the first time Sasori had ever felt anything, in a long time,

and he felt that Deidara was The One.

The day that Deidara Told him, he was scared.

He was scared to be hurt again, to be rejected, to miss someone.

He knew Deidara didn't love him.

It was an innocent mistake.

So, he acted like he didn't care,

but the words were killing him,

teasing him with an unattainable prize.

Teasing him, like they always did.

One day, Deidara would really love him.

"Yeah, I thought so."