Wrote this for for the sheer randomness of it. And yes it's Deidara's point of view about when he had his first crush.
First Crushes
I was twelve the first time I had told a girl I liked her,
I didn't know what I should say in a situation like this, so I did the first thing that came to mind.
I told her straight out forward…un.
She laughed so hard that she almost fainted from the lack of oxygen.
She asked me if I was serious.
And I guess she didn't like my answer…un.
She told me I was a freak, and that I should stay away from her.
That was Mistake Number 1.
Then one day I grabbed her hand because we had to pair up with someone for an exercise.
And we were to pick a partner within 15 seconds.
She screamed out with an alarming shriek…un.
Something about my hands being deranged…or something like that…yeah.
That was Mistake Number 2.
Then just when I decided I despised her, she sent me a short four-line poem.
Being curious I opened it.
Inside it read…
Dear Deidara,
In an attempt to finally make you realize that I don't like you, I wrote a short, and to the point poem. HOPEFULLY you will FINALLY understand!
Roses are Red,
Shamrocks are Green,
When I look at your face (or hands for that matter)
I just want to scream. (Or gag.)
…Ouch, un.
That was when I realized.
She had made Mistake Number 3.
The next day she had awakened to clay in her hair, spiders in her bed, and a smiling me standing on her windowsill.
1…2…3…BOOM!
Teach you to mess with me.
What could be more relaxing than creating fine art in the morning, un?
Ah yes,
That's when I knew my heart belonged to a feisty, and unique lady called…
Art…yeah.