Okay, this is my first time writing with Sasori and Deidara, so nobody yell at me when I get something wrong. Everyone will be a little OOC, but this is a high school fan fiction, so they had to change a little. If you don't like how it's written then don't read it. If you feel like you have to tell me everyone is OOC, go ahead. You will be ignored, but I hope it makes you feel better. But if you do happen to like it, leave me a comment. Thanks.
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She sat in her usual corner, watching everyone pour into the classroom. She was there early, like she was every morning, and everyone was just scuttling in right before the bell rang.
She looked to her right as books were dropped unceremoniously onto the desk. She smiled as her blonde friend plopped down in the seat next to her. His blonde hair fell in front of his left eye, covering one of his blue eyes.
"Morning, yeah."
She had met Deidara on the third day of school, when he was transferred into that class. Everyone was older, because she skipped and was now in all junior classes, instead of sophomore.
His blue eyes had scanned over the entire class, and had landed on her. She was surprised to say the least, and even more so when he started to walk back to her empty table. He ignored his fan girls, and gently sunk into the seat next to her. He said his greeting, the same one he spoke every morning.
Her face was bright red by this point, and once he noticed he laughed out loud. Which only caused her to sink farther down in her chair. She was trying unsuccessfully to sink into the floor, and when he noticed, he pulled her chair right next to his, pulled her up, and draped his arm around the back of her chair.
He hadn't let go of her ever since. He ended up in all of her classes, save one, and then he transferred into that one.
He had followed her for the whole school year so far, which was a whopping four weeks. But slowly she had begun to open up to him, blushing less and less, and talking more. She stopped hiding behind her books and papers.
And after awhile, she was even used to the arm that would drape over her shoulder when they were changing classes.
"Morning Deidara-kun." She replied as he placed his arm on the back of her chair.
"Have you heard the news, yeah? Said that some juniors are transferring, yeah. From that rich preppy school, Suna, yeah."
She turned to him, blinking her sea-foam green eyes at him, gently pushing her pink hair behind her ear.
"Transfer here?"
"Yeah. Some are supposed to be in our class, yeah."
"Do you know when Deidara-kun?"
"Talking about in the next few weeks, yeah."
He yanked her chair closer, and moved his arm to her shoulder. She looked up at him worriedly. He'd done this once before during class, and that was only because he was worried something would happen to her. He had gotten beat up for her several times, defending her from other juniors.
She laid a hand on his, and smiled up at him.
"Don't worry Deidara-kun. I'll be fine."
He smiled at her, but his arm never left her shoulder for the rest of the day.
She looked at him as they walked into the cafeteria.
"You know you'll have to leave my shoulders alone while we eat."
He grumbled, but pulled his arm away anyway.
'Wow. He must really be worried. But I think the guys from Suna won't be much of a problem. I'd think they'd be to refined to pick on people.'
She looked up at him as she followed him to there usual corner table. She sat in the corner, and he sat to her left. It didn't bother her. He did that often, changing seats from next to her, to across from her. They had the table all to themselves, with all other four seats empty.
His silence had begun to bother her. He was glaring at people more than usual, and people had begun to duck out of our way, especially the freshman and sophomores.
"Deidara-kun. What's wrong? This isn't just about the people from Suna is it?"
He just sighed.
"I just don't want you to be hurt, yeah. Like your freshman year, yeah."
She flinched visibly at the mention of her freshman year. It was not a pleasant memory. She had told him about it two weeks ago, when she had invited him over and snuck him into her room, because her father was home.
"Sorry, yeah. I just don't want you to get hurt, yeah."
She smiled. She understood his reasoning, but it was no reason to start a fight over it.
After she had told him about her freshman year, he had started getting into fights. She finally coxed it out of him when she was dressing some small cuts in her room Friday at one in the morning. Grumpily he admitted that some juniors and even some seniors were making fun of her.
They had fallen asleep together that night, his body against her small curled up one. He was gone before she woke up, a small sticky note by the window that said thank you.
After that night they were almost inseparable. Deidara basically became her knight in shinning armor, getting into a few more fights before they left her alone.
She poked him in the ribs several times, till he was forced to squirm away. She laughed at him, then smiled gently as he returned to his seat, pouting.
"I'll be fine Deidara-kun. Now eat before I force feed you."
She was forced into laughter as Deidara's eyes widened and he ate so fast till he broke his plastic fork and swallowed a prong. She was laughing for the rest of the day.
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She closed her locker gently and then followed Deidara to his locker. He opened his with more force than was really necessary.
"Well, it's official, yeah. They start here next week, yeah."
She tilted her head, her pink locks falling in her face. She blinked a few times then looked up at him.
"You mean those guys from Suna?"
She heard a bang, and Deidara pulled his head out of the locker, rubbing the side of his head, which had a red mark, starting by the temple, and disappearing into his hair.
"You mean you forgot, yeah."
She smiled sheepishly, and gently rubbed the back of her neck.
"Well, maybe."
He sighed as he closed his locker and they started towards the exit.
"You really are hopeless, yeah."
"At least I didn't try to eat my fork."
Deidara ended up chasing her all the way home.
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Sakura collapsed on her front steps, panting. Deidara smiled at her from his position on her railing, before going back to his panting. He had caught her half way threw, and carried her to her subdivision, where he put her down and chased her to her house. Once there, both collapsed on the stairs leading to her front door.
Once she gained enough air to breath, she turned to him.
"Wanna come inside?"
"What about your dad, yeah?"
"Late shift."
"It's tempting, yeah. But I got homework, yeah."
"Okay, I'll see you later."
She waved at him from her doorstep until Deidara was out of site. She sighed then unlocked her door and walked inside. She locked it again behind her. She made a beeline for her room, and dropped her stuff. She shut her door, even though nobody was home. She pulled a box out from under her bed, and pulled a key out from a drawer of her desk. She unlocked it and placed another sheet of paper inside. She smiled gently and traced the image on the paper. She sighed and closed and locked the small black box. The box was big enough to fit the usual piece of paper, but nothing more. Delicately, she traced the picture on the top, which was the same as all the pictures inside. She placed it back under her bed, in the special corner by the head of her bed. She cleaned it weekly, so it wouldn't get too dirty.
She gave it one more tap under, before laying the bed skirt back down to cover it. Once she was satisfied it was well hidden, she turned to her desk to finish her homework, with little enthusiasm.
The rest of the week went mostly the same way, with Deidara calming down a little, and not being so possessive. The week went with little trouble, and the weekend was spent with them relaxing together, away from her house. But then Monday came, and Deidara was worse then ever. Over fifty students were transferred from Suna, and Deidara didn't like something about all of them.
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Well, that was my first chapter. Please tell me what you think. I would like to know. And, this is a Sakura/Sasori fic. Unless I get a lot of request for another pairing. But I really can't see her with Deidara. I think they would act more like a brother and sister. Not a couple. Well, tell me what you think so I can start working on chapter two. Thanks.