Love, Murder, and Pyrotechnics

This fanfic is a Christmas present for SpiralSpirit, my Deidara obsessed friend.

Despite that, it is an actual story, with a plot and everything.

Oh, and it's AU, Deidara is working for the Akatsuki, a criminal group, and currently undercover as a university student. It's been pretty peaceful, but it's only the calm before the storm…

Chapter 1

It was late morning by the time Deidara bothered to get up. Mostly because he was hungry, and there was no food in his apartment. His classes at Konoha U. (pyrotechnics, art, and sculpture) weren't until late night, so he never bothered to get up until at least 11:00. Besides, his classes were just a front for what his real job was, so he could always ditch if he wanted to. But ditching too much was suspicious, and he was learning something from the classes, boring as they were. If he ever got out of this mess he was in, maybe he'd come back and actually graduate. Yeah, right. He was in the Akatsuki forever, and hell, he didn't care. Throwing an old t-shirt on from the pile of clothes he called a closet, he unlocked the door and walked outside onto the balcony ledge thing where the stairs were. Leaning against the wall, he stretched his arms. The tiny room mistakenly called an apartment was so small as to be claustrophobic. Yeah, it was far less glamorous than his previous place, but at least he hadn't had to do anything too…conspicuous to get it. Just giving up some of his hard earned cash.

The door to the apt. nest to his opened, and he glanced over as it creakily opened and his current neighbor, Kathy, stepped outside. Unlike Deidara, Kathy had actually taken care with putting on her clothes, and was immaculately dressed in blue jeans and a forest green tank top that perfectly matched her eyes. Heck, he'd love to ask her out, but who was he kidding. He couldn't drag her into his screwy messed up mess of a life. She smiled at him and waved hello.

"Hey stranger, how come I never see you anymore?"

It's because I'm an assassin who kills people in his free time.

"Dunno, busy with my classes, work, and just…stuff."

"Oh, same. What is your work, though?"

I'm a hired murderer

"I work for a fireworks company. Basically, blowing stuff up."

"Sounds fun, what type of stuff?"

People. Anyone who gets in the way.

"Just, I don't know, stuff."

"Fun…Want to get something to eat?"

Yes, I'm starving.

"Nah, I'm fine."

Just then, his stomach grumbled, and he blushed.

Kathy grabbed his hand (he blushed more) and dragged him down the stairs in search of a McDonalds.

Ok, Kathy is NOT a Mary Sue, she gets stranger as the story goes on.

Hope you liked the chapter. Merry Christmas!

If enough people review, I'll keep writing, if not, this story DIES!!!!(or is discontinued)

SpiralSpirit, you'd better review or….or…..ummm…..I'll think of something….