Yay, my first fanfic, I hope you like it. Please read and tell me what you think. Warning, maybe future yaoi. Sasodei for sure.
Thinking.
Zetsus black side talking.
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Deidara looked at the huge building in front of him and sighed. He did not want to enter but he knew there would be troubles if he skipped his first day.
He ignored the stares from the other students. A few of the boys whistled after him, mistaking him for a boy. It was like that every place he went. Just because he liked to have his blond hair long and in a ponytail with bangs covering the left side of his face.
It was nice and cool inside the old school building. The corridors were filled with students wearing the schools grey uniform. The girls with skirt and the boys had pants. He stood still unsure of what to do.
"TOBI IS A GOOD BOY!" Before he could move out of the way something orange ran into him and made him lose his balance. "Tobi, be a good boy, and move your ass away from that girl." Deidara moved his gaze from the black haired boy with an orange mask witch reminded him of a lollipop to the one who just had talked. "I'm a boy, un." The boy, green hair, golden eyes, half of his body white and the other half pitch black, nodded. "I'm sorry, but you really look like a girl, are you new?"
"Yes, first day, I'm Deidara, un."
The orange masked boy started to jump around him. "Tobis name is Tobi, and this is Zetsu sempei. Tobi is a good boy." A headache began and Deidara just wanted to leave. "Sorry, but I need to find the principal."
"Tobi will show you, 'cause Tobi is a good boy." Before Deidara could protest had Tobi grabbed his hand and started to walk. Luckily had he remembered to wear his gloves. "Bye-bye Zetsu sempei. Tell teacher sempei that Tobi will be late but Tobi is still a good boy."
Zetsu didn't answer but walked in the opposite direction.
Tobi knocked on a door and did not wait for an answer before he opened the door. "Tsunade sempei Toby found a new boy and brought him here, 'cause Tobi is a good boy."
"I know Tobi. Just go to your class before you are late." The boy ran out of the door. Deidara heard a last good boy before he turned his attention against the principal.
"You are Iwa Deidara?" He nodded. "Here is your schedule. First lesson is math room 221, hurry up so you would not be late. "
He found himself in front of the principal's door. He started walking unsure of where he should go? Why does this school have to be so big?
Finally he found the right door and walked in. The discussion in the class suddenly ended and Deidara felt how everyone's gazes turned onto him. "New student?" The teacher had silver coloured hair and half of his face was hidden. He nodded and knew that he blushed. "Iwa Deidara, un."
"What another f***ing bitch?!" Deidara starred at a silver haired boyt with pink eyes that sat in front of the class. The other student was wearing a black cloak with red clouds and did not seem to wear a shirt under that. He realised that it was the same kind of cloak as Zetsu and Tobi had had. Maybe they where friend. "I'm a boy."
"Jashin, you f***ing look like a b*tch."
Without warning jumped Deidara and landed sitting on the boys table. "Don't say that, un, or you will regret it."
The silver haired boy looked angry and Deidara realised that the whole class were quiet. Before the other boy could say a word the teacher interrupted. "Mr. Iwa get down from that table. If you do something like that again I will sent you the principal's office."
Without seeing into the other ones eyes he slowly got down on the floor. "Sorry."
"You're f***ing right, b*thc. Noone mess with Akatsuki if the value their life."
"Mr. Iwa, sit down in the back so we can continue the class." He walked down to the only free seat. To his surprise no one dared to meet his gaze. It was as if they were scared of something.
He sat down and looked out of the window. Let the day end soon, un. I don't think I will survive this. Why did the teacher not give the other one a reprimand? Obviously there was some who was threaded differently from the rest of the class.
After math came English where another one of those with the strange cloaks was. Deidara walked straight past the blue haired girl and sat in the back. He had already decided that he hated his new school.
Then lunch came. Deidara headed outside instead of following the stream towards the lunch hall. He needed to find a place where he could be alone and think.
He sat down in a trees shadow. From his back he found his lunch and a little mirror. He had to be sure that none of the bruises could be seen.
"Look the little girl is making sure that she looks pretty." Deidara placed the things in his back before he rose. "Sorry, un, but I'm a boy. So just leave me alone" He looked at the two persons who stood in front of him. A pale boy which reminded him of a snake. The other one was smaller, had grey hair and glasses. "Orochimaru, you are genial."
"Shut up, you idiot. Don't say a word when I'm talking." The so-called Orochimaru turned his attention towards Deidara who stood up. "Listen, I know you are new and it is always hard to start in a new place. So join my little group of friend."
"Sorry, but I'm not interested."
Deidara tried to walk past the two boys but something grabbed him from behind. The next second Oroshimaru stumbled backwards holding his bleeding nose. Deidara looked at his own hand. There was a little blood but it was not his own. Deidara sighed. He had hoped that he did not had to fight but it seemed like it was something he was not abel to avoid. If hell was coming he could at least make sure that had a chance to enjoy his last time.
On the roof:
"What the f*** is that?!" Hidans voice was too high to ignore and Sasori looked down in the schoolyard. At first he could not see what the other boy was pointing at but then he saw it.
It was the new boy he had seen in the English lesson. Iwa or something like that. It looked like he was fighting against Orochimaru and the snakes little puppy. It could not be called a fight the blonde brat was beating those two and it did not seem like he was even sweating.
"This could be something leader-sama could be interested in. What do you say Itachi?"
"Hn." The ravenhaired did not remove his red eyes from the fight. "Do you mind translate that, Kisame?" The shark looking boy smiled. "Yes, since he does not seem to get along with those two it might be worth trying." Even the shark could not explain how he knew what the weasel was saying.
Sasori turned back to the fight which already was over. The blonde brat walked away from the two laying students as if nothing had happened.
After school.
He did not want to go home yet but knew that there was no other way. Somebody had seen the fight and reported it to the teachers. His father would be waiting for him getting home. The though makes him shake.
None of the other students had talked to him a single time. It had been like since he had meet the pink eyed idiot. And in the rest of his classes there had been at least one with those wierd cloaks on. Maybe it was a club like cooking or a gang. He didn't want to think about them. Right now he had other things to take hand on.
Deidara stopped in front of his new home. The house was new and with no personality. The door was the entrance to hell.
He got in and sighed. The house was quiet. Maybe his father was not home yet.
"You are late." The voice from the shadows killed his hope. Deidara closed his eyes. He knew what would happen next and did not want to see it. "Sorry father."
The punch sent Deidara into the wall and he could fell the tears rising. Not a single sound came over his lips while the punches continued. Deidara was grateful for that his father avoided his face. They both knew it was hard to hide the bruises.
Deidara did not knew when his punishment stopped. When he got on his feets his father had already left the house and it was dark outside. He leaned against the wall while he walked up the stair. In the moment he did not feel a single thing. The pain would first come the next day. He had tried it so many times that he knew exactly what made his father angry and still he could not stop himself from fighting.
He walked into his room and curled into a ball on his bed. The homework had to wait. He would do it before he left for school.
The sleep finally came and Deidara dreamed about weird people in black cloaks with red clouds on it.