Hey there, uhm I decided to try out writing my own fanfiction, be warned… it's uhm I don't know, just don't expect too much, it is my first try, hopefully it'll get better as I get more used to this, Im actually a first person writer, and yeah. Please enjoy. ^_^

Warnings? Cussing as of now.

Disclamer: Psh I wish I owned Naruto, however these wonderful characters are all owned by Masashi Kishimoto.

Yep I think that's it. Let's get started?

Chapter 1

"Are you even listening, Deidara?"

Deidara dragged his gaze from his textbook to stare blankly up at his home tutor Onoki. Onoki's hands were thrumming against Deidara's dining room table irritably, the only sound as he gazed sternly at Deidara. Unaffected Deidara blew out a breathe and spoke on the exhale, "Un"

Onoki's eyes narrowed for whatever reason, Deidara really couldn't even force himself to care. "Then what was I talking about?"

Deidara glanced down at his textbook that rested in his lap, the chapter being on the graphing of sine, cosine, and tangent and their inverses. Inwardly Deidara grimaced; they don't even try to be appealing. "…. Graphing a sine equation."

He looked back up in time to see Onoki's face turning a blotchy red. Onoki slammed his hands down on the table in anger to his student's obvious indifference. "Deidara, you should pay attention in your studies! This is our last class and as it stands I will have a very poor memory of you! You youngsters of today are going to drive this country into the ground!"

It was quiet for a few minutes as Onoki glared at Deidara, waiting for his response. When his response did come it only made Onoki angrier. Deidara hissed out, "Geezer, you bore me, un." Without giving Onoki a chance to rant again, Deidara stood up and walked out of the dining room.

He walked into his room and shut the door, locking it behind him, and walking to his bed, flopping down. Deidara could hear his tutor's not-so-silent curses getting closer and closer. There was a rattling at the door as Onoki tried to open the it. "DEIDARA, OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW."

Deidara gazed up at his posters on his ceiling, Blink 182's signature smiley smiling down at him. Onoki was right; this was the last time he was to tutor Deidara since his mom had enrolled him into a school. Deidara's lip curled at the thought. "…. Nah, I think I'd rather go to sleep, un. Thanks for the concern though." He rolled over, his back to the door and curled his legs up against his chest. He buried his face into his knees and smirked to himself at his tutor's explosive anger as he heard Onoki's curses get more colorful.

"DEIDARA!" But this time there was no response.

Hours later Deidara's door was pried open and slammed against the wall. Deidara lazily opened an eye to see Onoki standing in the door way… and his mom. Hastily Deidara sat up and rubbed his eyes, swallowing a yawn. He blinked his eyes several times, adjusting to the light, before looking at his mom. However angry Onoki looked, standing all four feet (seriously, maybe it was just Deidara, but if Onoki really wanted to look more formidable he could've brought a chair or permanent stilts… anyways) Deidara's mom looked scarier. Her hands were on her hips as she leaned against one leg, yet her face was calm. Yes, calm. But that was what made her scarier. Deidara could practically feel her anger crawling up his bed and against his leg. So when she stared at him with calm blue eyes much like his own he nearly bolted.

"…. Deidara" His mom's voice quivered slightly.

Licking his lips, Deidara gave a shaky laugh, "So he meant this door when he said to open up? Cause I wasn't really clear on that, un."

"WHY, YOU LITTLE-" Onoki attempted to storm up to Deidara, but his mom held him back with a slight touch on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Onoki, and sorry for Deidara's actions but I think it's best you leave now so I can have a word with my son."

Onoki grumbled but when he looked at Deidara's mom, Misato, his eyes lightened. Of course, they've been drinking buddies since Deidara was three. Onoki glanced over at Deidara, who forgetting his position, actually stuck his tongue out. Onoki glared mutinously before glancing back and muttered a 'see you later' before he disappeared from sight. Misato and Deidara gazed at each other quietly until they heard the front door click shut. With Onoki gone, Deidara could see and feel his mother's anger resign. Sighing, Misato walked over to Deidara's bed and sat down. She tiredly looked around his messy room and absentmindedly tucked a strand of blonde that escaped the messy bun behind her ear. "Dei, you haven' even packed."

Deidara humpht and crossed his arms and legs, looking much like the Indian chief from Peter Pan. "Of course not, I'm not going, un."

Misato lightly massaged her temples. "We've been over this. I'm dropping you off tomorrow. Period."

"I don't want to! I don't see why I have to go to some stupid boarding-" he spat the word out as if it was poison, "-school. Why can't I just go to a public school near here?"

"Maybe you could, if someone didn't keep getting expelled. Look, we're lucky the headmaster accepted you this late in and with your past." She looked at him shrewdly and he just turned his head away, his hair lightly brushing past her arm. She sighed and pet his hair softly, "Really, this is a really good opportunity. Maybe it won't be as bad as you think it will be."

"And if it's worse, un?"

"You're going. That's final. Now pack before I pack for you. And I will make sure to pack the holiday boxers and Christmas sweaters." She could feel Deidara go tense slightly and smiling to herself she got up and walked out of his room, yes that would do it.

Deidara glared at everything that littered his floor. Well he wasn't going to let the Christmas sweaters see the light of day and his room could do some cleaning and he did have some empty bags… but that didn't mean he was packing. No, Deidara would just store some things in these bags to please his mother but wouldn't leave when the time occurred. Nope. At least this is what Deidara told himself, but when he did store his clothes away he made sure to include his favorites.

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"DEIDARA IF YOU DON"T GET OUT OF THIS CAR RIGHT NOW, SO HELP ME I WILL KICK YOU OUT!"

By some unsure sequence of events and a miracle (yes, definitely a miracle), Misato had gotten Deidara along with his bags into the car. They were now right outside of Masashi Arts School, a school which had allowed Deidara's admittance due to his artistic talents. Right now Misato sat from the driver's seat glaring at her son who had stubbornly refused to move from his seat and just as stubbornly refused to look out the window at the surrounding campus. If he didn't see it, the place might not actually be there was the conclusion that he came to.

"I said I'm not going, un!"

"We are right here, Deidara! Get out and go to the headmaster's office! She's expecting you any minute now!"

"No!" Misato glared at Deidara for a moment longer and tsked. She unbuckled her seat belt and opened up her door and got out of the car, going towards the trunk. Deidara suspiciously turned to look over his shoulder into the rearview window, expecting to see his mother… only she wasn't there. He shifted his weight to get a better view but nope she still wasn't there. "Wha-" A hand reached in through the now opened door and he yelped in shock and pain as he was literally dragged out of his seat by his ear.

Deidara was pretty sure his face was the color of a tomato as his mother, still not having let go, dragged him towards the front entrance. The crowds of teenagers parted for him and his mom and laughed and whispered amongst themselves about him. "Mom, let go!" Deidara quietly pleaded after giving a glare to a particularly loud group of kids. However they only laughed louder.

Misato smiled pleasantly as she pulled him up the entrance's stairs. "Now, Dei Dei (much to Deidara's horror this part was said particularly loud) how can I be sure that you'll actually make it to the office if I don't escort you?"

"I'll go, un! Just let go!" Deidara was practically whining as they entered. From what Deidara could tell -and he couldn't tell much from the awkward angle that he was being pulled- the halls were big and spacious. Still how many teenagers were outside, there were more inside and they all continually laughed. Of course they would. Yeah, so far this school experience was going a lot worse than he originally could've imagined.

Luckily though, the front office was, as hard as it was to believe, in the front. His mom opened the door and once they were safely inside and she was sure he couldn't make some get away, she let go. Deidara angrily rubbed his aching ear as he glared at the office. He had been expecting a Hogwarts's like castle with old interior designs, but was pleasantly surprised at the more modern uptake. The room was white with white desks and a few accented orange rolling chairs and a pretty azure carpet near the reception's desk.

A lady with short brown hair and a clip board approached happily and chirped, "Hello, I'm Shizune, the assistant principal. Would I be correct in assuming you are Deidara Iwa?" She held out her hand.

Deidara just glared at the hand, even after his mother's angry nudge.

Rubbing her temples, Misato smiled just as sweetly, if not a little more wearily, and took her hand in his stead. "Yes, I'm his mother Misato Iwa. I just came to see him safely arrive." She leaned in and after Shizune leaned in too she whispered, "He might try and escape so if you could just make sure he gets to his room at least that would be great."

Shizune eyes widened as she looked at Deidara, who rolled his eyes, before warmly nodding. "Okay, Deidara, follow me to the Headmaster."

Shizune started walking away but before Deidara could follow her, his mother brought him into a tight embrace. "Please, please, please behave. I love you."

Deidara slightly leaned into her hug before she let go. He looked at his mother as she held out his bags, her eyes watering. Deidara chewed on his lower lip and grabbed them from her and turned to follow Shizune, "I love you too." He muttered the words, still not having forgotten the embarrassing scene not five minutes before.

Shizune had waited for him in the small hall leading to the offices in the back. She stopped at the second door to the right and knocked. A gruff "come in" was heard on the other side of the door. Shizune opened the door and poked her head in, "Lady Tsunade, this is the new student Iwa." She took a few steps back and gestured for Deidara to go in. Deidara just gave her a bored look, not taking another step. She laughed slightly before she reached over and gave him a 'friendly' nudge into the room. Deidara stumbled through the door at the force and as he spun around indignantly he was met with a closed door. On the other side he could hear Shizune's fading laughter. That bitch, was all Deidara could think of.

"Iwa, turn around."

Something in the woman's voice made him listen. She sat with her head resting on her twined fingers, her elbows bearing into her desk. Her long blonde hair was in two ponytails that splayed down the front of her ungodly enormous breasts. She gazed at him with uninterested brown eyes. Maybe that was made him turn around: she could honestly care less than he could.

"Now, sit."

Deidara walked to the chair and pulled it out, for the first time not plopping himself into it, instead sitting down slowly, watching her. Once he was seated Tsunade glanced down at the documents before and sifted through them, finally pulling out a handbook, a few packets, and some more single papers. She spoke as she handed them to him, "This is basically your life line in this school. Here are the student guidelines, your room number, schedule, and just about any questions you have will be able to be answered in these papers, if you have the patience. Keep it or don't, I honestly don't care, as long as you don't jeopardize the school or it's rules, then do whatever. Also when you signed up you gave us your sizes, so we have your gym uniform and other special occasion uniform already waiting for you in your room.

"More importantly, it has not gone by unnoticed, your previous school records. Listen carefully, if any of these reoccur in this school then it will be most regrettable for you. "She paused and narrowed her eyes, making Deidara squirm a little, "Really, it will." The way she said it, Deidara had no doubt she wasn't exaggerating and that scared him. She scared him. She handed him the papers and leaned back comfortably, "Now any questions?"

"… Uhm, may I go now? To my room? To my class? Anywhere, but here, un."

She smirked a little and gestured to the door, "Shizune will show you to your dorm."

Deidara practically jumped out of the chair and ran to the door opening the door and throwing himself through the opening. He walked briskly over to where Shizune sat, lounging behind the receptionist desk. When he approached she smiled and stood, "Ahh, Deidara how'd it go?"

Deidara mutely shook his head and Shizune lightly laughed, "She really isn't as scary as she makes herself out to be. Seriously, I don't know why she likes scaring the newcomers. Come follow me to your room." She said this, but she was already leading him out the office and out the front door, they took a left.

Now that Deidara wasn't pouting he allowed himself to curiously look around the campus. It was actually very pretty. The two story large building stood at the center, to the left the taller boys dorms and to the right was the girls. In the back Deidara could only guess was the track with the different fields and gym and extra classes. The grass was green and trimmed and a few beautiful trees scattered across the grounds as well as benches and picnic tables, a little farther away Deidara could even see a lake with a diving platform. Meanwhile Shizune was still talking as he tuned back in "… students aren't really restricted to the cafeteria for lunch so feel free to roam. However you can't leave the campus, not even on weekends unless you get a signed paper from the principal or me or it's a permitted day such as a holiday or field trip."

As she spoke they reached the boys dorm room, she reached in and opened it, allowing her and Deidara into the small hall riddled with doors and stairs a few ways down. "The dorms are based on floors, first years downstairs and fifth years on the fifth floor, you can guess at the others. Since you are a third year you will be on the third floor." They started ascending stairs. "Now the dorm rules are pretty common sense: don't' be caught in or going to the girl's dorm after 8:00 pm, no switching roommates unless ordered to by Lady Tsunade, no drugs, parties, or sexual actions with other students, the rest is mentioned in those papers Lady Tsunade gave you."

Finally they reached his floor, Deidara glanced down at his papers at his dorm number 317 and beside it were Deidara's name and a Hidan. "Who's Hidan? Is he my roommate?"

Shizune's steps faltered and she let out an uneasy laugh. Deidara looked up at her sharply. She laughed again, "Uhm yeah. That's your roommate."

Deidara stopped and she had to turn to look at him quizzically. He glared at her. "What's wrong with him, un?" No way was Deidara rooming with someone annoying or crazy. Deidara didn't want to have to watch his back but nor did he want to have an urge to strangle his roommate constantly.

Again Shizune laughed much too quickly and awkwardly, she continued her steps. Deidara could barely make out her mumbled "The easier question is what isn't wrong with him?" as she walked farther down the hall.

She soon stopped in front of a door and looked back at him, smiling reassuringly, "This is your room, Deidara."

Deidara looked at her and at his door from a couple yards away, finally his curiosity peaked, and walked over. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a key, turning it in. After they heard a click she smiled back at Deidara, encouraging him to open the door. Skeptically, Deidara turned the handle and began to walk in but immediately back pedaled, shutting the door. He looked at Shizune horrified, "I'm not living here, un!"

Her smile broke and she chewed her lip, "Sorry, Lady Tsunade's rules, plus there isn't really anywhere else…."

"Then I'll sleep in the hall!"

She bit back a smile, "Sorry, all room arrangements are final." She put her hand on his wrist and turned the handle once more, this time having to lug the boy in after her. Shizune glanced around and her stomach instantly felt queasy.

The room was painted charcoal. On one side was a neat bed with the standard light blue comforter and pillow with a neat stack of clothes, it had a wardrobe and a desk. Normal. Fine…. But on the other side, oh on the other side. There was a giant red (which looked eerily like real blood) circle with a smeared triangle in the center, the words 'Lord Jashin is salvation to his people but a scythe to the heathens' written in cursive gold. All around on the same wall were posters of graphic mutilated people and nightmarish creatures grinning sadistically. The other boy's shelf seemed to have certain grotesque figurines and items that Deidara didn't even want to look at (he could've sworn he'd seen bones). The wardrobe's edges seemed to have been charred and scratched at. Luckily the floors were clean, but still the room smelled pretty terrible, and Deidara had a sinking feeling it was coming from the closet. What. The. Hell.

Deidara looked over at Shizune raising both his eyebrows and flinging an arm towards Hidan's side of the room, silently saying 'see'. She couldn't even laugh uncomfortably at this sight, "Oh my, well yes. This is your room, make friends with your roommate and uhhh yeah if you have questions just ask. Okay bye." She had been inching towards door the entire time and at the end tossed him the key and quickly escaped. Escaped. Yes, the teacher felt the need to escape from this beast's room.

Deidara glared around the room. Okay, he'd meet this whack, make his judgments, and then tear down the posters and throw out whatever the hell was making that horrendous odor. He plugged his headphones into his iPod and started listening to music as he began to put away the items in his drawers, not allowing himself to think about this hell.

After about an hour Deidara heard the door open but didn't turn. Actually it turned out he didn't need to. Above his music Deidara could hear, "Hey who's this fucker in my room? The girl's dorm is on the other side of the campus, you stupid bitch."

Deidara hissed and tore out his headphones, turning around; he flipped off the tall albino with light silver hair and light magenta eyes who was standing near the door. "I'm a guy, asshole, un."

The guy's purple eyes widened, then he through back his head and had the audacity to roar with laughter, his hand clutching at his stomach. "Ahahahaha, that's a good one. Now seriously get the fuck out. No one needs desperate sluts to break and enter into their rooms."

Deidara's hand clasped the key and he waved it angrily in the air, "THIS. IS. MY. ROOM. YOU. ASSHOLE."

Hidan stopped laughing and paused, actually taking in the consideration that this person might actually be a boy AND his roommate. Wait, why did that sound familiar? Suddenly Hidan remembered. "Oh, yeah, the vice principal chick said something about a roommate. Shit, I thought that was a fucking joke." He then grinned down at Deidara, "Heh, sorry, blondie, it was an honest mistake. You do look like a damn girl. You sure you ain't one?"

Deidara glared, feeling the need to rip off his new roommates head and go bowling with it, just for an extra measure. "Yeah I'm sure, un!"

Hidan sighed and ruffled his hair looking away, clearly disappointed, "Huh. That's a shame could've been fun."

Deidara felt like he was rapidly losing his patience, "You just said I was a slut and to get out when you thought I was a girl, un!"

Hidan looked back, grinning with a crazy glint in his eye, "Yeah, that's called sweet talking. Bitches love it."

Deidara's head sagged and he gave Hidan the best what-the-actual-fuck look he could muster. He shook his head, determined to shake out these last few moments with it. Sighing he turned around and clamored into his bed, ignoring the pile of clothes on it. He crawled under the bed and turned his back to Hidan. "I'm going to sleep, un."

"It's fucking two in the afternoon!"

"I said I'm going to sleep and if you wake me up I will blow you up like I blew up my old chemistry lab only this time it'll be more fun 'cause I will sincerely enjoy it." With that he curled his nose into his chest and eased into sleep.

Hidan stood there a few moments, mouth agape as he wondered who might actually be the crazier of the two. Then he mischievously grinned, oh this year was going to be fucking fun. He turned and walked out the room to his group of friends to talk about the oh-so-much-fucking-fun blond currently asleep in his room.

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So yeah, that's it. Uhm hopefully my writing will get better as the story progresses. Next chapter Sasori will be introduced. So yeah review or favorite or follow or don't. Man I think I'm getting sick. Welp until next time, then?