Itachi was sitting in math class. He knew the work inside out. So he felt he had no reason to pay attention to the teacher's explanations of the problems. He was #1 in his class and had the highest GPA of all the other high school students. So therefore he had time to think about other things.

Such as a certain blonde hottie, who sadly wasn't in this class. Which drove him crazy. He and Deidara had started going out a few months ago and the feelings that had started out as infatuation, had turned into full blown obsession. He knew the moment he met Deidara that he would have to have him.

That had proved to be problematic at first. The blonde had decided to play hard to get. But a slightly spilled drink on the cafeteria floor and the right time and the right moment had changed the blonde's mind, and made Itachi's fantacies come true. Which of course led to him being obsessed.

He couldn't help it. His mind may be at genius level, but the anxiety had caused his mind to work overtime always on the verge of a complete meltdown.

It's not that he didn't trust Deidara, he just didn't trust anyone else. Everyone knew they were together, but everyone knew just as Itachi did, that Deidara was gorgeous. Which always leads to someone not being smart enough not to flirt with his blonde.

That of course leads to the question. Is Deidara playing into someone's advances? Which always leads to Itachi's heart feeling as though it will burst from too much trauma. He couldn't explain why he got himself so worked up so much over things he couldn't answer. But he just couldn't help it.

He would ask himself the same questions day after day. What is Deidara doing? Is someone touching his blonde? Is someone whispering in his ear? Are they trying to get him to break up with Itachi? What if they are? What if he does? What if? What if? What if?

SNAP!

Itachi was drawn back to reality as he realized he had just snapped his pencil in half, due to the death grip he had on it. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he began lecturing himself about letting his mind get carried away.

Damn the jealousy, Damn the anxiety, Damn that hot blonde for making him so crazy. With that last thought a smile spread across his face. He was so crazy for the blonde and it felt so good.

Meanwhile with Deidara.....

Deidara sat watching the clock. 'Did the second hand just stop?' With a frustrated sigh he went back to doodling in his notebook. Chemistry was so boring. He was failing this class anyway, so he didn't bother. Besides it was more fun to draw hearts with Itachi's name in every form of scripture imaginable.

Thinking about Itachi always made him smile. From the moment they had met he had been hooked on him like a really good drug, without the nasty side affects. He had played hard to get in the beginning because he wanted it to mean more when they did get together.

He thought about their first kiss and a fuzzy feeling erupted in his stomach. Then he thought about the first time they had made love. KAMI! Now he was hard. A deep blush emerged over his cheeks, as he slid closer to his desk.

With a groan and a wimper he watched the clock again. 'Damn it all to hell! Will this class never end?!' All at once he realized that the class had grown quiet and all eyes were on him. Blushing harder than before he buried his head in his arms, wanting to die of embarassment.

Just as he thought he might do just that, the bell rang signaling the end of class. He jumped to his feet and ran out of the classroom. He didn't want to wait around for people to ask questions. He made it to his locker at almost the same time as Itachi. He threw his arms around Itachi's neck and drew him into a hungry kiss.

All of Itachi's fears were released as he held his blonde hottie and kissed him back just as hungrily.