I Want To Change The world

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I looked at our hands and wondered is there such thing as true love? Am I going to get the life I dreamed of? Do I get to close my eyes and see the world I want and open them to breathe it in? When do I know that this is the life I was destined to have?

I looked at Itachi he was staring at the ground his eyes far far away I wonder what Itachi dreams of, I wonder just how far we can go before its over.

"I like to think I can change the world. I like to think I can do something great, I wonder if I ever will" I closed my eyes and leaned back against the cold wall.

"I don't think the world can change, not truly humans are flawed in many ways. We spend our lives looking for ourselves but the truth is we won't know who we are until we face death" Itachis voice was deep and cold, he is a genius but he's still here. Why? Whats life look like for him when he graduates.

"You don't think my art will reach one person?" I squeezed his hand just making sure he knew we were still holding hands. The warmth from his hand is just what I need.

Itachi looked at me his dark eyes staring into me, "I think that one person who looks at your art will wonder, but if they truly want a change they need to look at themselves"

I frowned I think my art can help someone I think there are other people out there who feel so deeply about art. It will help them, I'll be there to watch it.

"Well I think you're well beyond your years Itachi. I don't think you belong here, like me" I smiled at him my eyes closed so I couldn't see his face.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe you're not." Itachi moved closer his breath hitting my face I opened my eyes. "Can I kiss you?" I nodded and he kissed me.

A couple hours after Itachi left I was home alone, I got up from my desk and stretched my legs they felt like static. I carefully took some steps till my legs were back feeling like my own I walked into the kitchen and turned the hot water on. Maybe if I do the dishes my mom will let me stay after school.

I washed one dish and then another and another, I hate doing the dishes its boring and my hands don't like being in hot water for so long with dirty food sitting at the bottom of the sink, oh and when your hand touches a piece. It's disgusting!

I heard the front door open and my mom and dads voice, I walked out into the living room. My face felt a little hot for some reason probably because of the water or something. I looked at the couch Naruto was laying on the couch his nice clothes still on. He literally just got home and hes already asleep.

"Deidara what are you doing up so late?" My mom asked me as she made her into the kitchen I followed behind her and went back to the sink to finish the dishes, my head hurts. Shit.

"I'm doing the dishes" I said, I could hear myself. My ears and everything I could hear, felt cloudy like they do before they pop from the air pressure on a plane.

My mom looked at me her face falling "Are you okay Deidara your face is very red" She walked over to me, I moved my head from her hand.

"I'm fine" I picked up the plate and rinsed it, I held it in my hand I think I'm having a panic attack or something I'm almost too scared to even move my feet. I forced my feet to move over towards the table to put the plate on the towel. But I never made it there, my feet moved only a step before black dots were covering my vision. My moms voice was so far, I couldn't reach her but she was right there. I reached my arm out the plate falling to the ground with a crash, my body following soon after. I saw nothing but darkness.