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May 20. 8.45 PM
One year Later
A whole year ago he had been to one of these events and he had not enjoyed it. He had been watching then, not participating and he had not enjoyed it. A whole year ago, he had been on the verge of failing high school. Not because he wasn't smart, he just didn't like it. Didn't like cliques, didn't like sports, didn't like classes, didn't like teachers. No one liked him either for the most part. No one thought he was smart enough for school. Too drugged up, fucked up and lazy. Even he had trouble believing that all it took was a graduated senior and a promise of a Porsche of his choice for his very own to nudge him alone. There was also the matter of two years of college, but that could come later.
Deidara was happy his last name was in the beginning of the long list of graduates for his class. He might have finished with grades that no one expected, but that didn't mean he wanted to stay in this formal, ugly-as-shit dress and hat they made
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Pack and kisses. Pack and lecture. Pack and advice. God he wished he could just pack with out the other stuff involved. It was making the whole situation because he kept having to pause to listen. He loved his mother. He really did, but did she really thing that he would forget to do his laundry at college? Forget to check expiration dates before buying food and drinks? Just because his mother had done nearly everything for him didn't mean he didn't know how to take care of himself. He could even cook a little. Well... ramen, peanut butter and jelly, grilled cheese, tuna sandwiches and rice. But you could live off that stuff. And he did know what was healthy for him. She had been trying to give him healthy recipes until Itachi finally pointed out to her that the school had a cafeteria and he would be getting his meals
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Itachi stared at the TV, taking in ever word spoken through the speakers. Arrested. He thought he wad dreaming, but no matter how many times he pinched himself, the headlines still read 'School Article Raises Questions', 'Uchiha Power Abuser?', 'Head of Police: Arrested!', 'Uchiha's Eldest Missing! Uchiha Prime Suspect!'. The article was being printed all over the local and a few national papers, spread online and spoken about on the TV. The reporter on the screen was reading a few lines from the article. It talked about police brutality to children on the streets, abusing their power on and off the streets while keeping a kind and caring face towards justice.
Though clearly an amateur writer, this anonymous teenager has brought a new look at the once looked up to head of police, the reporter said. He went onto explain how investigators had looked into the article, speaking to commo
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Itachi was starting to feel sorry for Deidara. He wasn't dumb enough to say so out loud, but he was. Ever since the rest of the... group? Team? Gang? What exactly did those who worked for Daichi call themselves? Well, when they found out Deidara was hunkering down to study instead of race, to grade his mock test scores instead of working on cars, to read text books instead of go clubbing, to ask a question about science instead of engines, their teasing went up so much that Deidara was starting to spend less time away from his two living areas. He stayed at school until a teacher or librarian told him he had to leave; stayed in the bookstore until it closed, but being one to stay up later, he was having difficulty finding a place to stay later and not get bombarded with teases.
Every day after school when he didn't have practice, Itachi was at Daichi's garage learning about working on cars.
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The clouds above rumbled above, too far away to be anything more then rain and grumbles. There wasn't even lightning in the sky. The sky had been crying for three days now. Almost as though it were sad that Deidara hadn't been to school in three days. No that couldn't be it, Itachi decided as he drummed his finger against the wheel of the car. Why would anyone be sad in the absence of him? No, the only thing people would be sad about is that they couldn't get their drugs. Most would be happy he wasn't in school. Not him. Not Uchiha Itachi. Uchiha Itachi hated Deidara and was pissed off that he hadn't been to school as much as he wished he would never return. However if he didn't return he would not get an A on this assignment and it was due in two days. This had gone on too long. He did not want to do this, b
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Daichi had spent the first hour of Itachi's first visit to his garage showing the Uchiha around. It was there he got to see the rest his eyes didn't intake on his first glance around. If it hadn't been for the structures holding the cars, their voices would have echoed a lot. Up the stairs was the open second floor filled with chairs and sofas and even a card table. This was the place to relax and hang out. There were a few bunks against the wall with heavy curtains for privacy, but the majority of the bunks was on the first floor behind a heavy garage door. Or a regular door, if you didn't want to make a racket opening the larger door. The bunking room was large, though it didn't look so with the bunks that appeared to be built into the two walls they lined. Through the door on the other end was the bathroom which was equally large. Itachi thought he counted at least six showers and a row of sinks before he was pulled back into the main part of the garage.
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One would imagine how difficult it must be to get up in the morning after a evening of pain and a night of silence to return to school and once again be the perfect student. A model student, a genius, and an Uchiha. No one knew of the life of the eldest Uchiha brother outside of school save for his brother, not even his mother was aware of it. The night before, as always when problems happened, Sasuke had come into his room with a sandwich and drink for him and asked if he needed anything. Itachi, studying as though nothing had happened, told him he was fine and should do his home work. Those in the world who share similar lives and wish to hide them understand the processes one goes to cover evidence away from others. Make up was easy to acquire and only an adequate amount was needed to hide anything on his face. Long sleeves, forged doctor's notes, fight stories. Thankful
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Itachi winced at the bright lights around him, squinting as he tried to see where he was. White walls, white floors, fluorescent lights... it could only be a hospital. He'd been to them many times when his father's hand got out of control. No one would have believed any one's story but the head of police. He was a reckless child, prone to accidents. He hated coming to the hospital, his father hovering over them, not to make sure his eldest was alright, but to make sure he could give excuses to why his son was so beat up. His mother crying next to the bed, soaking up her husband's story and sobbing for Itachi to be more careful. Why was he here now though? He couldn't remember. Through the circle of doctors, nurses and parents, he saw Deidara against the wall, watching everything unfold. His usual arrogance was gone, staring like a deer caught in headli
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There is no perfect in this world. No perfect life, no perfect house, no perfect boyfriend or girlfriend. Many seem to get this confused with what they believe. They see a person who seems to have a perfect life, but it is only to them and what the object of perfection allows them to see. In reality, the object of perfection might view the viewers life perfect compared to theirs. There is no perfect in this world. Deidara has just learned this.
Slowly walking down the street, his messenger bag slung over his shoulder, Deidara thought over what had gone on the night before. He'd left Itachi's home after his talk with the Uchiha, having been given the cold shoulder by the darkness of the room. He hadn't slept that night, his mind to awake to allow his body to sleep. Uchiha Fugaku was an abusive police officer to those on the street, he had never expected him to be
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Hot water felt fantastic against his sweaty body as he stepped into the school showers to wash off after Track. Itachi had been on the team since he'd began high school. In the winter months when there wasn't any track he played Basketball, though not as diligently as he ran Track. Basket ball was a hobby for him. He loved to run in Track. He loved where his mind went while he was running, no worries, no restraints, just the free feeling of his body cutting through the wind and his muscles pushing themselves to their limits.
After he had dried himself off, he pulled on the warm pants, tank top, shirt and sweater. It was getting colder out. As hot as the summer had been, winter was hitting then before autumn had a chance to peek it's head in and say hello. He didn't want his muscles to cramp after the workout today, nor did he like the cold in particular. In fact, he hated the cold. He even hated when the air conditioning was on in the summer. A nice fan set on
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Changing, Itachi learned wasn't just putting on nice clothes to meet someone's family. When Deidara said change, he meant change into something presentable for a club. Why he needed to dress like that to meet this Daichi, he couldn't figure out, but Deidara spent a good twenty minutes digging through his drawers and closet for the clothes he thought was presentable. Normally Itachi wouldn't have let the blond dig through his things, even if they were just his clothes, neatly packed away by his mother while he was at school. Deidara was going to be the death of his mother. They weren't so neatly in his drawers anymore.
When the clothes were laid out on the bed, Itachi was having second thoughts about the whole thing. Was it really worth his curiosity to let Deidara dress him? The shorter male had picked out black pants designed like jeans, a sleeveless skin tight shirt, studded belt... He'd asked Itachi if he had any bracelets to wear on his arms, but he only g
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It brightened dimly several times, but he couldn't tell if it had been a few minutes or days. It was night time the first time, the light of a cigarette caught hit eye. He wanted one. Blackness. Voices were speaking softly, a cool cloth on his forehead. They should get a doctor. No that wouldn't be good. He could be badly injured. I don't want the police to find him yet. Blackness.
When he awoke next the blackness didn't come again. He waited for it, but it didn't come. He could hear right. There was a ceiling above him. He could see clearly. A glance around told him he was laying on a very low bed. Itachi started to move his head to look around more, but a headache stopped him. He waited for the initial pain to stop before trying again.
The room was bare of furniture except for the mattress on the