The sound of page being flip can be heard softly in the there. He smiled at the sight of the writings in the report card booklet. "She's keep on improving little by little..." He muttered while checking the past marks.

He then leaned back and a glimpse of his memory came back to visit him at the moment. It's fine because he doesn't have any class to begin with. Kakashi just left a soft smile that was hidden by his mask at the sight of that memory but slowly turned into a frown...

"Do you really want to become a doctor?"

He shrugged before nodded weakly at the question. He can't deny it, it's his dream after that thing happened...

"Why?"

"Because I want to save people...maybe..." He replied, still playing with his words.

"Is there 'someone' in particular that you're pointing at, To-san? The person you want to help?"

He paused a second while remembering another childhood memories of his. He then ruffles his daughter's hair like he always do, "It's not that important now, (y/n)... No need to really deepen your mind about it..."

You looked down, staring at the nothingness. "Is...he or she okay right now?" You asked bluntly.

"Yeah. He's fine now...and he might be happy as well right now..."

You looked up at him, "What do you mean, Oto-san?"

"He already have his own family... that's what I mean..." He replied with his sarcastic tone.

"Is that so... I knew it! You must be dreaming about being a doctor so much that you even wear those clinical mask all the time..." You said in a mocking manner while grinning at him.

He sweat dropped. How in the world did she got the idea-

"Oto-san..." You suddenly called him again.

He gave you a questioning look while waiting for what you're going to say next.

"What will you say if...I tell you that I want to become a doctor too?"

"Oi, Kakashi! You seems so laid back at the moment. Ran out of papers to mark or...maybe your pen?" The muscular man greeted the masked teacher with a chuckle before he pulled his chair and sat down near Kakashi.

"You can say it like that...I'm out of papers to mark...so do my red pens..." Kakashi answered as he tossed two of his empty pen into the dustbin not far from his seat. Then, he turned to meet his fellow colleagues again, "But...we better treasure this leisure time too, Asuma...we will be even more busy later."

The sensei named Asuma, which is your Physics teacher grunts hearing that statement. "Yeah... Sports day, School Festivals, and the workshops for the final years..."

"School Festivals...I wonder what my class will do this year..." The masked teacher muttered again to himself.

***

"Okay, now is the time...for everyone to show off their report card!" Deidara announced as he slammed his report card on the table and eyeing everyone who's in the room with him.

"You're a complete idiot, Deidara." Sasori muttered while continue with his sketch.

"It's our tradition, Danna! We can't ignore our tradition just like that, un!" The blonde replied as he changed his gaze on you who's doing some artworks too. "(y/n)! Come on!" He called you.

"Wait...just a few more touches..." You muttered while fixing the outline of your silhouette before paint it black. You haven't hold paint brush for quite long but you still have your techniques here. You're not good like Sasori or Deidara but...your works could be considered as good too.

Itachi who was looking at you doing your work was stunned with your artwork. Actually, he recognized it. "I think... I've seen this before..." The Uchiha muttered while having his index and middle at his chin, while remembering about the scenery.

"You're doing plagiarism again?" Sasori who was busy with his work interrupt your focus.

"No, I'm not! This is based on my memory, idiot..." You grunted and put down the brush, not having the mood for painting anymore. Then you take out your report card and tossed it at the table and it landed perfectly on Deidara's.

Deidara and Itachi sweat dropped at your sudden change of the mood. Deidara then looked at your painting which seems already done for him. "It's nice. Beautiful to be honest. What is your inspiration?" The blonde asked while his eyes are still glued to the painting.

It is a painting of a night scenery beside the beach which seems like on a festival night as some sparks of the fireworks were splashed near the crescent moon. And the main focus of the painting is the couple of a girl and a boy's in a silhouette technique who's in a full set of kimono and yukata respectively were sitting next to each other with both one of their arms are behind their backs with only one inch gap between their fingers that avoided them from any touch.

Itachi knew where you got your inspiration for making this piece. He knew it very well.

"Summer break..." You replied to Deidara while having a glimpse look at Itachi, not realising that your cheeks are in a cute rosy pink now. Yes, it was from back then.

"It's pretty...I like it." Itachi says to you and give you a soft smile before he put his report card on the table as well.

"Ahah! Now it's just you, Sasori no Danna! Only you who's not putting your report card yet!" Deidara continue with his barge about the report card.

The Art Club have one weird tradition which you can guess where it came from. Yes, from Deidara. Everyone in the club must show their results to the other member, including the evidence which is the report card. It's just a fun occasion of course.

Sasori felt irritated, he took out his report card and put it at the table too. "Now, can we start our ritual?" The red haired guy asked sarcastically.

After every member told their results, of course, everyone had a glare session at the genius male but all of them are satisfied with their results. Thanks to Itachi for their big leap again.

Deidara can see how excited you are when Itachi is telling out his result and how you keep looking at him with those sparkle eyes. He smiled weakly at the scene as he looked back at your painting one more time. Yeah, as he expected. The girl with (h/l) resembles you so much and the guy next to her, he had long hair which is like him but the guy have tied his hair in a low ponytail which is not his usual style... it's not him for sure. It's Itachi.

He looked again at you who's teasing Itachi with poking his shoulder and your angelic giggles with those cute tinted pink cheeks said it all. 'How foolish of you, Deidara to assume (y/n) to love you more like a brother. Of course the Uchiha won your heart...' He criticised himself and looked down in disappointment. You looks so happy when you're with Itachi, he wants to tell you the truth about what he feels but...maybe he shouldn't do that. This valuable friendship is too luxury for him to break it, he doesn't want to have an awkward relationship is he continues with his plan. That will be a big disaster. He doesn't want destroy this friendship, at least...being a friend will not hurt...but deep inside, he felt an unbearable pain struck his heart. He can't take it anymore, he needs to take his leave now or...he doesn't want to show any weakness in front of you.

"Damn it!" Deidara exclaimed while slamming his right hand in the table while other one is holding his phone. "My mom told me to grab some groceries for her! Or else, no dinner, un!" He said, faking his excuse.

"So, you wanna go back now?" You asked the blonde.

"Yeah. I want to stay but...dinner is my priority. Bye!" He continued while slinging his back at his shoulder.

"Ah...your priority, huh? Maybe...we can go home together, then?" You said giving your idea as you pick up your school bag as well.

"Nah...I need to stop by at the grocery store on the way...bye..." He said and quickly went out from the room and plug his earphones to escape from the reality for a while.

He let out a sigh while looking at the sun which is slowly setting down. They said that love is something beautiful, the ultimate art they said. But, why is he feeling so broken about this love thing? It's too much, he wants to be happy to see you're happy but...is he being selfish right now? He chuckled...

"This is art...art is a mixture of tears and other emotions...and arts are beautiful...no matter it was made of tears or blood, joy or laughter... it's still art..." He mumbled to himself while wiping away the water that is stinging his eyes out if sudden. He trailed down the staircase weakly while listening to his music. The memories of him with you storming his mind... it's messing his head now.

This is too much. Too much for him to bear. He ran as fast as he can to the place that where he and you always play when both of you were younger. It was by the huge river that have a small bridge to across it with some fresh grass at the both side of the river. He looked at the river which is empty at the moment. Yeah, this is where he used to watch the sunset almost everyday back then.
He can't hold his tears anymore. He just... can't bear with this pain any longer... He take a deep breath and looked forward with a mixture of sorrow and determined look in his eyes.

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, (Y/N)!!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. He continues to sob at the bridge rail all by himself for a moment to let out the content of his heart. It's unbearable but...he finally let it out now. Maybe he can't say it in front of you but he finally say it. It is what matters now.

He took out a bottle of drinking water from his bag and pour the content of the bottle on his face. Refreshing, he felt all of his stress had been swept away. Finally... He tossed the empty plastic bottle in the river and ready to walk back home. It's a long, tiring day for him.

"You're giving up, huh?"

Deidara spun around to meet with the source of the voice which he knew very well. His best man, Akasuna Sasori. He gave a weak smile at the red head.

"It's for the best, yeah..."

"I really thought that you're the one who will never give up like an idiot. But...it seems, I'm wrong about it..." Sasori as he tapped Deidara's shoulder. "You're kinda genius in your idiotic way too, brat."

"I am a genius, Danna...but, also an idiot...I know..."

"Of course, you finally realised about that?" Sasori said while walking along with the blonde.

"You know what I mean, un..."

"Yeah, you're a dumbass idiot...I know. But, don't ever feel idiot for loving someone, idiot... it's a blessing eventhough it's just a one side..." Sasori said to cheer up his best friend.

Deidara was muted afterwards, he surely felt like an idiot for loving you but, Sasori is right. This is life. Humans grow with pain and suffering, it's not his fault for loving you. He doesn't have any power to control his own heart, he only can control his own will but he can't deny about the fact that heart holds more power. He smiled, why should he feel regret for what his heart told him to? Maybe, being a brother for you is more meaningful than being a lover... It's hurt to face the fact but, he will look by the positive side. Siblings love will never dies even the siblings are terrible because...he will always be your unrelated brother. Because lover, that kind of love can vanish within a blink of eye...not even heart can predict this kind of future.

"So, what do you wanna do now?" Sasori asked to break the silence.

"Isn't it obvious? I will be her bestest friend in the world! And I will be by her side until my last breath!" He exclaimed as he punched the air with full of determination.

Sasori chuckled at the blonde's childish behavior. 'He will never change, especially that idiot behavior...' He thought to himself and glance at the blonde. He smiled, "Love is not usually end with a good ending...even the starting point is also blurry sometimes... it's hurt a lot when we see the one we love...love someone else..." Sasori muttered with sadness written all over his face. He didn't dare to look up as his face felt so heavy at the moment.

Deidara chuckles hearing this confession from his best friend. "I never thought that you actually have a feeling called 'love' too, Sasori no Danna...I thought you're the one who bear 'the body of puppet that doesn't have any heart'." The blonde said sarcastically.

"You're... truly an idiot, Deidara..." Sasori replied, not wanting to face the blonde at all. He also knows how it feels when the person he loves doesn't have the same feelings like him...

"So, who is she?" Deidara grinned at the red haired.

Sasori just replied with a chuckle. 'There is no 'she', idiot.' He just answered the question in his mind. It will be very weird if he says it out loud right after this guy have his heart broken. "Say...if someone confess her...I don't know, maybe 'his' love to you...what will you be your reply?" Sasori asked out of the blue.

"He? You mean...a guy? Confess to me? A man?" Deidara answered the question with more questions.

"Weird, huh?"

"Art is weird, Danna... Love is also weird..." Deidara answered as he stares at the orange sky while Sasori blushed a bit at the blonde's answer.

"Y-Yeah...love is weird..." Sasori said as he check his phone and delete the message that he planned to send to the blonde tomorrow. He stated at the name of his contact, Eternal Art. Maybe... another time...