Hello people of the Earth and beyond! :) Here's a small fic I did during my vacation at Cuba. The characters might be a little bit OOC, but yeah... Read on if you feel like it, and enjoy!

For the first school day of the year, everything was normal, and like what it was last year. It was the last year of high school for the young, tall and popular redhead. Said teen was in his car, in the parking of the huge school. As he went to close the windows of his car, he heard what sounded like a scream in the car next to him, where the windows were also opened.

"How many times did I told you it was hopeless, un!"

"Clam down, Dei... It will be okay."

The teen who seemed to be a girl because of his long blonde hair was probably a boy, judging by his voice. He was apparently having an argument with his mother.

"It won't make any difference here from where we were before we moved!"

The woman sighed and put her hands on her son's.

"Look, I know you don't want to go, but at least give it a try. You never know, it might completely change your life..."

"Tsk, as if changing school would change me, un!"

"Well, if it can at least change your attitude!"

The boy's mother had the same hair as him, but the difference was that she didn't have a ponytail, like her son did. She closed her brown eyes for a few seconds and opened them again, a sad look on her face.

"I know you don't want this. But can you make me a promise? I want you to give it a try. If after a time it's the same, we can leave and go back home. Deal?"

The young man sighed and nodded.

"Deal, un."

She smiled softly and brought him into a hug.

"Good luck, Dei."

With that, he opened the car's door, took his bag and left her mother alone. She left the school parking, and a puzzled redhead. Well, this kid sure is new here. Maybe I could try talking to him later. School will starts in 10 minutes. I should go.

The redhead closed his windows and picked up his schoolbag and exited his car, locking the doors as he left. He entered the building and made his way to his locker. When he found it, he placed his books in it and looked at his schedule. First he had art. What a good class to start the first day of the year.

He closed his locker and made his way to the art class. Once inside, he sat at a table in the middle of the class.

"Oi, puppet fucker!"

A tall boy approached him and sat beside him.

"Geez, Hidan, is it possible for you to calm down in the morning, or do you have to be so loud?"

The silver-haired boy laughed at that and struck his friend on the shoulder.

"Sorry dude, but you gotta live with that! Oh, Sasori, guess who I saw fucking holding hands in the corridor? It's that damn blonde and that shy girl!"

"Naruto and Hinata?"

"Yeah, yeah! I never thought that our little blondie would fucking asked her out!"

"Neither did I."

More students entered the class, but one of them caught Sasori's attention. The blonde he saw in the car next to him in the parking. He sat behind the classroom, alone in his corner. The teacher entered the class and the bell rang.

"Good morning students!"

The woman had long black hair and a red dress with a white apron, soiled by painting.

"My name is Kurenai and I will be your art teacher for this year. Let's see who is here today."

She named the students one by one, verifying who was absent. Sasori noticed the blonde raising his hand when she named 'Iwa Deidara'. So, that was his name.
After thirty minutes of painting, Hidan's canvas was a mess. There was paint everywhere; on the floor, on his hands and even on his face.

"Hidan, mind to tell me what are you doing in art class?"

"Shut up! It was music or art, and last year, I sent the fucking music teacher to the hospital, so I'm not here by choice!"

Sasori rolled his eyes, and they both continued their painting without saying any words. Sometimes, Sasori would take a look in the opposite side of the class, where the blonde boy was. He was alone, concentrated in his painting.

When the class ended, the students cleaned their table and left the room, but Sasori didn't have the time to see the blonde. When the second class began, he noticed that the blonde wasn't with him. For the English class, Hidan, Kisame and Pein where with him. The period was long and boring; the teacher, Iruka, was talking the whole time.

When lunch time came, they all sat at their usual place. Hidan was talking with Kakuzu and Kisame, Itachi had his eyes closed, so he was probably sleeping. Konan was sitting in Pein's lap, talking with Zetsu and Tobi. As for Sasori, he was gazing around the cafeteria. He looked at the other students, and noticed that Hidan was right; Naruto really was with Hinata. He also noticed the blonde he saw this morning. He was alone at a table, eating his lunch and reading a book. He normally didn't care about the other students, but this one got his attention. He stood up and walked toward him. No one at the table noticed Sasori's departure. He sat in front of the blonde, who looked up at him. It was at that moment that Sasori really saw his eyes. They were a soft and bright blue, unlike his mother, which were brown. He didn't notice it that morning, since he wasn't facing him in the car, and in the class, he was too far to see it.

"Hi, my name is Sasori."

The blonde didn't respond.

"You are Deidara?"

He slowly nodded, not sure why someone was talking to him.

"I ehh... I heard you talking with your mother, this morning."

The blonde blanched, and his eyes were wide.

"I was curious to know what it was all about-"

Without any word, the blonde took his book and left the cafeteria, running. The redhead was confused. Did he say something wrong?
Sasori walked to the table where his friends were and sat at his place. No one said a thing, all concentrated in what they were doing.

During the afternoon, the classes passed quickly, and it was only at the last period that Sasori was with Deidara. Should I try to talk to him again? He barely listened the teacher. He was trying to figure out why he wanted to talk to that boy. There was no real point in doing so, right?

With no answers, the bell rang. Sasori left the class quickly, trying to follow Deidara, but lost him in the crowd of students. He then went to his own locker to pick his things and leave the school. As he reached his car, he saw Deidara.

"Hey!"

Deidara turned around and blanched when he saw that the taller boy was talking to him. He started running toward a white car.

"Hey, wait!"

He didn't turn around, nor he stopped. He quickly opened the car's door, and closed it loudly behind him. The woman inside the car looked at him, surprised.

"Dei, who was that?"

The blonde sighed and buckled his seatbelt.

"I-I don't know... It's a student I had in two of my classes today, un."

"And..?"

The blonde sighed again.

"And he came during lunch... And he talked to me..."

The woman was becoming more impatient.

"...And?"

"And what!?"

"Did you talk to him?"

The blonde blushed a bit and looked away, shaking his head. The woman sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Dei... You made a promise... It wasn't supposed to be hard... The only thing you had to do was to talk to this boy, or any other student."

"I-I know, mom, but... I was just..."

His mother looked at him with a worried expression.

"You were scared?"

The blonde nodded. She calmly stroked his hair and hugged him.

"My poor Dei... I know it's not easy. It will eventually come..."

They pulled apart and drove to the safety of their home.

Sasori was inside his own car, still in the school parking. What the fuck is his problem? Is he mentally insane or something?

The redhead left the school and drove toward his own house, thinking about that weird boy.

So, that's already it! I know it's short, but there'll be more coming soon, and every chapter will be a different day... I didn't want to make long chapters, which would have done long days, so that's why... Anyways, the beginning is a bit strange, but it'll get better, don't worry!

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