A/N: Omigosh, my second Story! 8D This one was inspired by mMadKittYy. ;3 (I'm recovering from sunburn, so right now I'm feeling like Orochimaru with all the snake-like skin. T_T)

WARNING. It's long. D:

Wasn't expecting it to be but, eh. XD

This Story is about how love can turn to hate, and hate into love. ^-^

Also, there's not a load of Deidara x Yuki yet, cause Deidara hates her. :3 Sorry for the slow beginning. XD

I hope you enjoy it, and read it 'till the very end.

The chapter's will be done in days. And in total, there are around 15. X3

And this is only the first. D: nuuu. XD

As I said, hope you enjoy! ;P

~Teito Eruīzu~

(^ That's my name in Japanese. I go by it now. X3)

Day 1. Friday.

Deidara's P.O.V

I sit on a bench outside the school, surrounded by my friends. Pain is talking about his numerous piercings, whilst Hidan is sat next to me with a blade in his hand.

'What are you gonna do with that, hmm?' I asked, and jab the sharp point of it.

'What do you think I'm gonna do with it?' He chuckles blackly. 'I'm gonna cut up that skank kid.' I couldn't help but laugh.

'You know her brother will kill you, right?' I smirk.

'Pfft.' Hidan breathes. 'A lame brother skank. Can't imagine myself dying in any way better.' This made me laugh more, then Hidan gave a low wolf-whistle.

'Would ya look what the cat's dragged in...' I glance over my right shoulder, and see her walking in through the school gates, her brother walks cautiously beside her.

'She's gonna get screwed up some when.' I comment, and Hidan laughs at my statement.

'Can't help but agree with ya bro.' He gives the girl his death glare. 'Totally gonna get fucked up.'

Pain leans over my shoulder and peers at the two Uchiha's.

'Uh huh.' He agrees. 'Not gonna get out of High alive.' I look at him sideways and grin.

'I don't mind her older brother.' Kisame murmurs from beside Pain. 'But she's just... ugh...'

'There are no words...' Pain mumbles. 'To describe how much I despise her presence.' Konan pats his side and as if on cue, the bell rings.

'Ah, fuck it.' Hidan grunts, forcing himself up and shoves the blade in his pocket.

'Oh, Hidan.' I sigh, in a mocking fan-girly way, I got up and pretend to swoon.

'Watch it Blondie.' He says, and swipes his hand around but I duck.

'Missed me, Missed me, Now you gotta...' I sing and prance about like an idiot. '...Never mind.' I muttered. Hidan starts laughing at I hit him, and give him a dark look. I glance back at Sasori, who hand his hands in his pockets, and is looking down, as always.

We dawdle up to the school, and I roll my sleeves up as we enter the door. As usual, there are fangirls everywhere. Not one even hesitates to say hi.

Some like Pain, others like Hidan, but most like me. Which was why I have a high priority in this school.

Sure, Hidan's mysterious (and slightly sexy) purple eyes are amazing, but whatever.

And no. I am not gay.

As soon as we step into class, people are staring as us, and the teacher, Mrs. Coates glares at us darkly.

'You're late.' She states.

'Yes.' I murmur. 'Yes we are.' The class bursts out into hysterical giggles. The teacher gives us a serious look, then signals with her hands for us to go to where we sit.

Our room is laid out where you can have a single person sitting at one desk. I sat nearly in the middle of the room, with Hidan behind me, Pain in front, and Konan on Pain's left. Kisame was sat on my right, and the girl's brother, Itachi, sat on my left. We ignored each other most of the time.

I couldn't help but glance at the girl across a table from me. She was staring mindlessly out the window, and hand her chin resting on her right hand. I sneered at her, then looked at Hidan behind me, and he grinned. I raised my eyebrows and gave him my trademark smirk. When I looked back to the front, Kisame threw a piece of neatly folded paper at me, and it landed on the desk. I looked around at him and he smiled and nodded at it. I frowned and opened it carefully.

"Over heard that the girl goes to the library in her spare time.

What do you say, huh? Wanna go and check out some 'books'?

Kisame."

I grinned, and glanced over at him, then pulled a pencil out from my bag.

"Might as well." I wrote. "I've been considering getting art books out for a while…

You're so naughty, Kisame.

Love Deidara xxxx"

I threw the note back at him, and watched his reaction, the grin turned into a chuckle, and he gave me the thumbs up. I pulled a page out of my notepad, and scribbled on it.

"Library at lunchtime.

Time to ambush the skank. Pass this on."

I threw the note forward to Pain, who read it, and passed it to Konan, who grinned, and gave it back to pain, then he gave it to me. I passed it back to Hidan. Who giggled, and passed it back. I looked to my left at Itachi, who was glaring at me.

I smirked at him and he looked away, then I looked towards his sister, who was now scribbling in her notepad. I raised an eyebrow, and she looked up, and then at me.

She quickly registered I was staring at her, not her brother, then looked out the windows again.

The bell for lunchtime rang, after a slow amount of time.

'Now class, come back straight away after lunch, as I have an important task for you.' Most of that class groaned, but I leapt out my seat, and joined Hidan and Kisame at the door.

I waited with Kisame, Hidan and Sasori outside the classroom. When Pain and Konan came out, they confirmed The girl had left, and we walked down to the library.

I pushed open the door, and glanced around. No sign of her.

'Are you sure she comes to the library, Kisame?' I murmured, and look to my right at him.

'Yeah.' He looked around. 'I heard from Sasuke, her brother.'

'Sasuke's her brother?' I asked, slightly astonished.

'I hear their parents were quite nice looking.' Konan mumbled.

'Don't know which side of the family she takes on then.' Pain commented. We laughed, then I padded over to the art section and froze. She was sat on the floor, with her legs crossed, listening to her iPod and looking through a book of sketches. I turned, smoothly and calmly, back to the gang.

'Guys.' I said slowly. 'She's in the art section.'

'I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to move.' A voice said behind Hidan. He turned and moved out the way. Itachi stood there, his school blazer undone, and his sleeves rolled up. He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked past us, barely glancing at us.

'Yuki-Chan.' He murmured. The girl looked up at him as if she wasn't listening to anything. 'We have to go.' She nodded, and pulled her earplugs out, then lifted up the wire. No iPod.

She had heard everything we said.

Yuki's P.O.V

My brother held my hand out to me, I put the book back and took it. We had to go through Pain's gang on the way out, which meant I had to walk past him.

Only my Older brother, Itachi knew of my feelings for him, and he only found out by mistake.

But now I know that he hates me. As soon as they were out of earshot I turned to my older brother.

'Itachi-kun.' I murmured.

'Yuki-Chan?' He replied.

'Pain's gang…' I said quietly. 'They hate me.' He looked at me questioningly. 'I heard they were… Plotting something…'

'Plotting something?' Itachi asked curiously.

'Yeah,' I said and looked up at him tearfully. 'And it's something bad. I think they're going to kill me.' Itachi frowned.

'I wouldn't let them, onii-chan.' He said, and put one arm around me. 'Now, let's go back to class.' I nodded, and we walked back to our classroom.

We were the first people there, then the bell rang, and everyone piled in.

I sat down in my usual spot next to my brother, and I noticed that on every table, there was a coloured piece of card. Mine was blue, and my brothers was red.

"This doesn't look good…" I thought. And shoved my hand in my blazer's pocket.

'Now class, settle down.' Mr. Henrich said, and I took a sidelong glance at Hidan, Kisame, Pain, Konan and finally, him…

He was smirking away, and out the corner of my eye, I saw Hidan aiming death glares at me.

'Right, I'm sure Mrs. Coates told you that you were getting an assignment.' He said, holding a batch of papers in his hand. 'The coloured card you see in front of you, is going to tell us who your partner is.' He beamed at us. 'As soon and you know who your partner is, then you may leave.' His expression turned dull. 'But there is a catch.'

There were a lot of "huh?"'s and "What?"'s that started to float around the room.

'Yes, a catch, now get over it.' Mr. Henrich chuckled. 'Right, Who's got Yellow?'

Pain and Konan stood up and they smiled at each other.

'Okay, good.' Mr. Henrich stated. Pain looked around at him.

'So, sir, what's the catch?' He asked politely.

'You can only stay in the same room as each other.'

Another batch of "huh?"'s and "what"'s filled the room.

'So, if you're both male, that should be okay. Both female, no catfights. Male and female… Well… Good luck.' The class burst into giggles. 'Pain and Konan… Good luck.' He smiled.

'Uh, sir?' My brother raised his hand.

'Yes, Itachi?'

'How long does this go on for?' He asked slowly, and his hand retreated back to his side.

'Two weeks.' Mr. Henrich grinned.

'Ah.' My brother murmured. People looked at each other in worry, as Pain and Konan left the room. 'So that's through next week's holiday…?'

'Yes, Itachi, it does.' Mr. Henrich smiled. 'Now, who's got pink?' A quiet member of Pain's gang in front of me stood up. His name was Sasori. A boy on his left, stood up, looked over at Sasori and gave him a big smile. Sasori simply had a twitch of the mouth, and followed him out.

'Let's see… How about Red?' I glanced at my brother, who stood up slowly.

I heard Hidan mutter "damn", before sliding out his chair.

'Be careful nii-san.' I murmured to Itachi, and his brushed his hand over my head and smiled, then followed Hidan out with a grim look on his face.

'What colour haven't I said… Ah yeah, purple.' Two girls stood up and grinned at each other, then walked out giggling.

'Now… How about blue?' I slowly stood up with my eyes closed. I heard the noise of the other chair grating back on the floor, and looked towards it.

My eyes widened and I looked away, and put my finger tips over my mouth.

It was him. He was my partner.

'Ugh.' He grumbled. 'Sir, can I change my partner?' He says, giving me bad looks. I don't meet his eyes, but I can't help but feel really hurt by his words.

'I'm sorry, Deidara.' Mr. Henrich murmurs. 'I just can't do that. This task is all about getting along with people you don't know that well.'

'I know her well enough' He coughs. 'Enough that she's a skank and lives on the streets.' He smirks at me viciously. I pick up my back, and shove my notebook in, which I had left on the desk before. I sling my bag over my shoulder and walk to the exit.

'I guess I gotta be in the same room.' He sighs, and follows me out.

I walk quickly down the hall, and I do not want to speak to him.

'What's you're problem?' He demands, catching up to me.

'You.' I spit at him. 'You're my problem.' He slows up a bit, and I hear him say;

'This is gonna be a loooong 2 weeks…'

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Deidara's P.O.V

I followed Yuki down the hall, and outside the school doors, then gates.

She turned left as I turned right.

'Hey! Where are you going?' I call to her.

'My house.' She replies dully. 'I need to pick some things up.'

'Fair enough…' I mumble and follow her.

I stood in front of a large house, gawking.

'You live… here?' I ask her as she unlocks the door to it.

'Nope.' She says, looking at me. 'I'm gonna rob everything. Oh yeah. I also have a key.'

'It was only a question…' I say, taken aback. I had never have thought she'd have an attitude like she has. It's just… Weird.

A few moments later, she appeared at the door again. Her brother, Itachi, said farewell, by hugging her, and kissing her on the cheek. Then with his middle and index finger, jabbed her in the forehead. She smiled, then turned and walked towards me.

'Lead the way.' She says smoothly. I nodded slowly, and I lead her to my house.

I walked up the steps to the small flat, and turned as I reached the top to look at Yuki, who was pulling her bag up the stairs. I unlocked the door, put the keys on the side, then walked back down to her.

'Let me do it…' I murmur, And pick up her bag, which, granted, is quite heavy.

'Uh… Thanks.' She murmurs. I sigh. This is gonna be so hard… She follows me up through the door, which led into the small hallway.

'Um. There is one thing I should warn you about.' I murmur, and look around at her worried expression. 'There's only one bed for one person… Which means we'll have to squeeze up.' I look away quickly, but not quick enough for Yuki to see my faint blush.

Instead of retaliating, she slaps her hand to her face, and sighs.

'Great…' She murmurs. 'Is there anyway I can sleep on the floor?'

'One quilt.'

'Ugh.' She looked away. 'Where are your parents? Will they mind I'm staying here for 2 weeks?'

'They won't care.' I murmur, and leaned against the table.

'My parents would flip out…' Yuki says quietly. I close my eyes.

'My parents won't care because…' I look at her disgruntled face, which made one side of my mouth twitch. 'Because they're dead.' I turn and pull a book out of my school bag to place on a shelf.

'Oh…' Yuki murmurs. 'I'm… I'm sorry…' I shake my head slowly.

'No need to be… I don't need anyone…' I notice the ignorance in my voice.

'Everyone needs someone.' Yuki murmurs, and walks over to her bag. I look at her sideways. Now I'm getting suspicious.

Yuki's P.O.V

Slowly and efficiently, the sun starts to sink, as it finally comes around to 7 o'clock. Whilst I draw in my sketch book, I glance over at Deidara, who has his laptop open, and is, I suspect, ordering something.

'What do you want?' He murmurs, and shoves the laptop towards me. I get up ad pad up to it. Then I frown.

'Do you do this every night?' I ask, looking above the screen at him.

'Not every night.' He smirks. 'Usually I get a tin of something from the Spar down the road.' I stand and gawk at him. 'What?'

'Hmm…' I ponder. 'Do you have anything in he cupboards?' His face turns pale.

'Uh. Are you saying you'll cook?' I smile at his worried expression.

'Yeah, technically.' He still looks worried. 'my mother taught me. so I can cook all kinds of stuff accurately.' He calms down a little then closes the lid of the laptop.

'Can you cook Japanese stuff too?' He looks around at me eagerly. I smile and nod.

'Yeah.' I lean back against the side. 'What's your fave type of Japanese food then?'

'Ohh…' He looks at me and thinks hard. 'I like Sushi and Ramen most.' I nod and turn to look in the cupboards, feeling his crystal eyes watching my back.

'Looks like you have the ingredients for Ramen.' I turn to him with a pack of spaghetti, eggs, and some vegetables.

'Cool.' He murmurs, and jumps down from the kitchen stool. I dig out some saucepans, put some water in, and cook the spaghetti. Deidara walks up behind me, and I feel his breath on my neck, I immediately know I'm blushing, so I look back down at the spaghetti and stare at it mindlessly.

'Do you, uh.' He says quietly behind me. 'Need any help…?' I turn my head so I can just about see his eyes, gazing down into mine.

'Uhh….' My words halter at him being so close. If I turned my head a fraction, and moved slightly, We'd be kissing. The temptation was too much, so I quickly avert my eyes and boil four eggs. 'N- no… I can manage…' I mumble hastily. I didn't want him finding out about my crush on him. And may I say, It's a terribly annoying, large one.

Man... As I think about that, it takes me back…

I remember walking through the school gates, gripping my nii-san's hand and him smiling at me, saying; "Everything will be okay, little sister." I decided to accept his words, and later on in that day, I met Nami.

Nami was a cute kid, with spiky blonde hair just above her shoulders, and a strand on each side of her face. She had a side fringe on the left, and cute freckles to go with it.

She was quite different though, which was why I liked her. She appeared human, in nearly every way, except from her eyes, which the top half were covered in black, the bottom, nothing. The left eye was blue, and the right was purple, which was kind of weird, but cool too. Her cheeks had lightning-like marks on them that pointed to her chin. She told me, that these marks were actually gills, like a fish had, so she can breathe under water. This fascinated me, as my Sharingan did to her.

I don't use my Sharingan much, though.

Nami took a liking to Kisame, a shark-like boy in Deidara's group. I thought Kisame was a nice lad, and I wanted to be his friend, but he would never accept me or Nami, if Deidara didn't.

I snap out of my little fantasy, and serve the Ramen. I sat across a table from Deidara, and pass him his bowl.

'Here you go Dei…dara…' I hastily correct myself. He frowns at me, and eats his Ramen. He finished a few moments before I did.

When I did finish, Deidara gets up from his seat and picks up my bowl, then shoves them in the sink, and turns the tap on.

'That was…' He pondered. 'It was the best meal I had in ages…' He stares mindlessly at the running water.

'Uh… Thank you…' I murmur, and pick up my bag. He glances around at me, then points at a door on the right hand side of the room.

'Bedrooms that way.'

''Kay.' I murmur, and I pull my bag into the bedroom.

It was a relatively small room, with a single bed, a wardrobe, a beside lamp with a novelty vase on it and a few posters and pictures of famous artists and drawings on the wall. I gaze at them, and wonder if he draws as well as any of these people do.

'Pretty cool, huh?' I jump and turn to see him stood at the door with his arms folded, grinning. 'made ya jump.' He snickers, and walks towards me.

'ha ha. Very funny.' I say sarcastically, and he starts giggling. Now he's stood beside me.

'Can you recognise any of the artists?' He says in a smooth, and kind tone I have never heard before.

'Well… No…' I breathe. 'But they're all extremely good and talented.' Deidara smiles, and I feel his hand twitch next to mine and I flinch.

Was he thinking about holding my hand?

'I'm glad you said that.' He grins. ''Cause only one artist did these.' He walks over to a set of drawers and pulls out a small clay bird. I glance at him questioningly.

'That artist…' He smiles, and looks at the bird with love and care. 'The artist is me.' I suck in breath. "So he likes art too!" I smile at him.

'You're very good.' He looks at me quickly, his face suddenly filled with confusion.

'Are you mocking me?' He said, putting the bird back in the drawer. I widen my eyes.

'No! Of course not!' I put my hand over my heart. 'You're brilliant at sketching.' I let my hand flop down to my waist, and I wander over to the pictures so I could see them in detail.

'They're extremely accurate.' I comment. 'And there's not a thing wrong with them.' I go to turn, but Deidara had slunk up next to me, and yet again, I can feel his breath on me. But this time, it's my face. His crystal eyes flicker to mine, and we hold the gaze for a moment.

'Thank you…' He murmurs. His breath gave me the same urge as before, and I had to hold myself back from "accidentally" swaying into him. I make sure my feet are firmly on the ground, as I stare into his bleak eyes.

He seemed so far away, yet he was so close. I want to touch him, and tell him I love him. But that would be stupid, and foolish. Plus I'd probably get a punch round the face, and a broken jaw while I was at it.

Deidara blinked, and looked away.

'I guess we should take a shower or something.' He murmurs, and I look at him.

'Hang on.' I say shakily. 'In "we" you don't mean "together" do you?' He glances at me, then gets what I was saying.

'I can only pay for one shower a day.' The corner of his mouth twitches.

'Lovely…'

'You're not…. Scared… Are you?' He asks, and turns to me fully.

'Well. Not really.' I admit. 'But It's kinda awkward isn't it? You're a guy and I'm a girl?'

'Let's just pretend we're… Boyfriend and Girlfriend.' His cheeks tinge red, whereas mine go like a tomato.

'Uhh…' I shake my head. 'I'm not getting raped.'

'I never said anything about rape.' He grinned. 'Actually, I've never had a girlfriend.'

'R- Really?' I glance at him. 'My family don't approve of young love.' I told him.

'Wow. That sucks.' He says, and pats my shoulder.

'Indeed. It does suck.' I say, almost dramatically. Deidara giggled then turned away from me. 'Hang on.' I murmur. 'You know I'm not gonna take this well right?' Deidara turns his head slightly.

'Yeah. I know.' He smirks. 'I can get ya to do it.' I let my face fall blank.

'Do what…'

'Take a shower, stupid!' Back with the mean talk. 'Look, if it'll make it any better, I won't look.'

'I know you will.'

'…. Shut up.'

After a lot of rambling on about taking showers, I give in, and let him drag me into the bathroom.

'That's one hell of a big shower.' I say, and glance at him as he takes his shirt off. 'Uh. I don't mean to be perverted or anything but… What's that?' I say, pointing at the right hand side of his chest.

'Oh. Part of my kekai genkai.' He replies, then pulls down his trousers. I looks away. 'It's like my hands.' He tells me. 'But a mouth on my chest. Kinda disturbing to think of it… my mom sealed it up when I was a baby so It wouldn't cause any inconvenience.'

'Ah.' I say, as I know he's now fully naked. Now I was gonna have to change. And he was gonna be staring right at me! Cripes!

'You're truly terrified aren't you?' He murmurs, Then I notice he's stood next to me, stark-naked.

'I just don't feel comfortable naked in front of a guy. That's all.' I say, and stare at his face. No where else.

'Riight.' He says, squinting his eyes. 'Looks. Here's the deal. You don't get undressed. I'll do it for you.'

'What? You perv!'

'Do you wanna be stinky?'

'Well… No…'

'Then just do it!' Deidara insists.

'now I wish I brought my bikini with me.' I say, giving him death glares as I pull my shirt off. But he just stands there grinning away, not looking anywhere but my face.

As soon as I was fully undressed, We both stepped into the shower, which was quite big, so I didn't need to touch him or anything. He had his back to me, but I glanced at him every now and then.

I was just shampooing up my hair, when I heard him say;

'That doesn't taste nice, does it. Stupid mouth… Don't bite me!' I turn to him.

'Who are you talking to?' I ask.

'My hand.' He said, and held his hand up, which was spewing out bubbles.

'Did ya eat the shampoo?'

'I didn't. He did.'

'I'd call him an "it".' I murmur, then rinse my hair out. 'let me do it for you.' Deidara looked at me curiously.

'I only wanna help.' I say, and reluctantly, he nods. I squeeze some shampoo onto my hand, and rub it into his hair gently. I glance at him face, and he looks totally relaxed. His eyes closed and his breathing was quiet.

After I rinsed the shampoo out, put into conditioner and rinsed that out too. I patted his head, and he turned to me and leant towards me.

What the hell? Is he gonna kiss me or something?

He smiled at me, then reached out over my shoulder, and turned the shower off.

We both stepped out, and he handed me a towel, which I wrapped around me.

It was warm, and it smelt strongly of Deidara.

We went into the bedroom, and slipped out pyjamas on. I glanced at the clock, and it was 11 o'clock.

'Wow. Times gone hasn't it?' I say as Deidara flops down onto the bed.

'Ya.' He agrees. 'We should like… Sleep…' He says slowly as I sat next to him.

'Tired?' I ask him.

'No…' He yawns, reaching for the lamp.

'Liar.' I grin, and he retreats under the quilt. 'Wait. How's this gonna work?' He turns to me, and I see his eyes shine in the moonlight.

'Uh.' He opens his arms out. 'This way?' I glare at him.

'Fine.' At least it's warm, I think as I snuggle up against him. Wait. Snuggle? Omigawd.

'Good Night.' I say to him, and his arms dropped around me.

'yeah.' He yawns. 'G'night.'

I listened to his deep breathing while he was out, then I nodded off myself.

A/N Wow. It's finished. XD

FYI. This one chapter took me 3 days. D:

Yesterday, I stayed up 'till 00:40 just finish this chapter. owo

Also, this "Nami" girl, I've drawn her out next to Kisame, and they look so kewt together~ 83

They both have a "wtf" face on. XDD

Anyways, hope yew lot enjoyed the first chapter! 8D

Up to the end of my A/N, there are 4684 words. O_O

I think I have Jam in mhai toes. T^T They were itchy and I was eating toast. ;-; -goes in showerr-