~ Akatsuki University ~
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There was a university just for the Akatsuki, that was filled by a few, but loved by many…or not.
There were the classrooms, the bathrooms, the gym, the band room, all of that. But seriously, what's the point? There's only a few people!
So anyway, the principal is Pain himself, and he held sports games every night.
Kisame, Hidan and Kakazu were those jocks of this university, always playing against Konoha University!
Tobi was a cheerleader, who was totally loyal to his job: CHEER CHEER CHEER!
So Zetsu is the guy in the bleachers who is secretly in love with young, cheerleader Tobi, and always watches him shake his ass-err, cheer during games.
Sasori was the loner, who seemed to disappear into the background when not watched. He wasn't emo, or far from depressed, he was simply misunderstood, mistreated, and often was the one lost in the shadows.
Itachi was bit of a nerd, maintaining a slightly above average grade point average. He'd rather spend his time in a book, rather then catch a football, or get down, and dirty in the social mess that was called, "The Jock Group."
Deidara was the wannabe, who really didn't belong in a certain group. He'd often try to categorize himself in one, but he didn't feel belonged in any of them. The blonde was certainly confused about a lot of things, even his gender.
Lastly, Konan was the emo, and clearly showed it. Never without her IPod, or pitch black eyeliner, she usually stuck around the principal for some odd reason.
Now that you've been introduced to the characters, the story can begin...
xX SasoDei Xx
Deidara struggled with his locker door, the lock on it "accidentally" was damaged, and it was a bite trying to open it now. He repeatedly jiggled the handle, but it seemed to be stuck.
He was beyond being frustrated now, he was ready to explode. Sadly, Deidara couldn't even if he tried, his clay was stashed inside the swirling vortex of chaos, AKA, his stubborn locker.
"Ah, fuck you then, un!" Deidara kicked his locker, resulting it opening, but also his foot swelling up with emence pain. More strings of curses escaped his lips, while he was holding his foot. After composing himself, he retrieved the things he needed, and slammed the door shut.
"Temper, temper." A familiar voice teased. Deidara groaned.
"Oh bite me." The blonde hissed, turning away from the figure. The figure didn't seem like they were done with him, because they walked forward, revealing themselves in the dim light. The man had slicked back, platinum hair, and always wore his signature black leather jacket, which was what he was wearing now. He didn't even bother wearing a shirt underneath. He was none other than Hidan, running-back for the Akatsuki University football team, and the biggest jerk you'd ever meet. Hidan had his usual smug smirk plastered on his face, as he pressed Deidara up against the lockers, one hand rested on his hip, and the other was propped beside his head.
"Aww, come on now, baby, don't be like that. You PMSing or something?" Hidan asked, stroking Deidara's cheek with the back of his hand. Deidara slapped it away, and put on the fiercest face he could muster.
"Go away Hidan, I hate you, un!" This just made Hidan's smirk widened, he always loved them feisty. Hidan ran his hands up Deidara's uniform, unbuttoning a few buttons.
"Deidara," Hidan breathed, his warm breath centimeters from Deidara's pale, pink lips. "playing hard to get just makes me want you more. And you know how much I love things I can't have." Hidan's lips got even closer to Deidara's, so close, that Deidara felt as if he was suffocating from the lack of oxygen in the room.
'Noo..Stop...'
Before their lips met, an unknown force knocked Hidan back. Deidara turned around to meet the eyes of Akasuna no Sasori. Their eyes met for the very first time ever, sky blue met caramel brown. It felt like they were staring into each others eyes for an eternity, before Deidara shifted his face away, blushing.
'What is this feeling I'm feeling, hmm?'
"Leave him alone, it's obvious he's not interested." Sasori murmured. Hidan stood up, rage clear in his face, and stance, his fists were balled, and to his side. His eyebrows were knitted together, his eyes lowered in a glare, and his lips curled upwards into a snarl. This silent anger was short-lived however, because Hidan's friend, Kakazu, appeared to break up the fight.
With a hand on Hidan's shoulder, Kakazu said, "Enough Hidan, they're not worth your time." Hidan mumbled some things under his breath, along the lines of, "dead meat", and "bastard will pay." Acting as if nothing had happened at all, Hidan, and Kakazu disappeared.
"Thank you for saving me, un! I'm Deidara!" The over-eager blonde shook Sasori's hand. Sasori didn't answer, he felt talking was a waste of energy. He merely nodded, and started to walk away, but was unaware that he was being followed.
"Where are you going, hmm?" Deidara asked, having trouble keeping in step with Sasori, who seemed to increase his speed with every step.
"Art, I'm sure that you're--"
"That's where I'm going! Guess we're gonna be classmates then, un!"
'Oh joy.' Sasori thought, slipping his hands into his front pockets. 'A whole semester with his annoying voice ringing in my ear.'
xX ItaKisa Xx
Itachi hummed a carefree tune to himself, while he walked through the halls of the school.
He clutched his textbook close to his chest, as he effortlessly opened his locker, conveniently located merely a foot away from his first class.
The locker was well organized, everything was in it's place, and easy to reach. Math was the Uchiha's homeroom class, so he just needed to retrieve his Trigonometry book, and calculator.
After getting said objects, Itachi entered the classroom, and made sure to get a seat up in front.
Their math teacher, Mrs. Uchiha, smiled at the class.
"Welcome to Advanced Trigonometry, I will be your teacher, Mrs. Uchiha. Or, if you're comfortable enough with me, you may call me, Mrs. Karin." (Quick A/N - Yes, in this story, Karin, and Sasuke are together. What can I say, I'm one of the few people who support it . I also wanted Karin to have a last name in this story, so this worked out perfectly.)
Karin pushed back her round-rimmed glasses with one finger, and then circled around the back of her desk, to the front of the board. She began scribbling down some equations on the board that seemed foreign to most of the students, all except Itachi, of course.
"This will be your bell-work for the morning. You will have exactly 8 minutes to complete it...Starting...Now." Karin sat at her desk, and 'pretended' to do work, while the students began the problems before them.
With Itachi's almost genius IQ, he was already 3 quarters of the way done. His pencil glided on the paper, much like a skater on ice. Math just always seem to come naturally to the ebony haired teen.
Many people caught on to this, one being Kisame Hoshigaki, quarter back of the Akatsuki University football team, and love interest of Itachi. Kisame just didn't know it yet.
"So, um...What'd ya get for numba 6?" Kisame inched his desk closer to the Itachi's, trying to steal a peak on his paper.
"The area of the circles equals 3*Pi/2, DC=AB=3, DA=CB=31/2+1. The area of the rectangle equals 3(31/2+1). The area not covered equals 3*31/2+3-3*Pi/2." As Itachi spoke, the shark wrote down everything he said word for word. Itachi didn't mind giving Kisame the answer, he did love him after all, even if he'd never say it out loud.
"Thanks man, coach has been on my case about my grades slippin'. I owe you one."
Kisame always said that, but he never meant it.
Everyday, after Math, ended the same way. Itachi would let Kisame cheat on his work, Kisame would get an A, and he'd leave. Once he left the class, he treated Itachi the way every jock treated a nerd.
However, Itachi thought something was different today, like he noticed an unusual sparkle in Kisame's eyes, when they locked eyes in the hallway. But he figured it was just the fluorescence playing tricks on him.
You didn't have to be Einstein, to know there was no way a jock would go for a nerd.