A/N: Hey, I'm back! This is my second Fanifc, and I was originally going to keep this one unpublished. But, After awhile of writing and focusing on the plot of Up in the Air, I decided to take a small break to write a fun story on the side. I had actually written this before I wrote Up in the Air , but I got caught up in a few school dramas and couldn't concentrate very well- BUT I AM BACK ON THE BALL; SO EXPECT FAST(er) UPDATES!

Disclaimer: I no own Naruto. I only own what goes on in the plot of my story.

WARNING: YAOI. BOYxBOY LOVE. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ.

Boredom.

Absolute boredom is the emotion I am experiencing right now. I lazily drum my fingers against my desk, wishing I were anywhere else than this godforsaken classroom. I check the clock above the teacher's desk, seeing if I were any closer to freedom than I was the last time.

Four minutes left. Waiting. I absolutely loath waiting, I think as I watch the little red needle of the clock tick down the seconds, thinking back on how I wound up here in the first place.

"NO."

"YES, and that is FINAL. You especially have no say in this; if you liked Sarutobi High School so much then you shouldn't have gotten expelled!" Chiyo cried out.

"…It wasn't my fault I got kicked out, Zaku was just as guilty as I and he only got a weeks' suspension! Hell, HE was the one who threw the first punch!" I snapped back at her, licking the inside of my cheek clean from blood after biting so hard.

"It doesn't matter whose fault it is or was, YOU were EXPELLED." Chiyo stated matter-of-factly. "That makes this the third school you've been booted from since freshman year." She added softly while continuing to apply antibacterial gel to the cuts on my arm.

I gritted my teeth sharply against the painful sting of the gel, waiting for my grandmother to finish her lecture already.

"This would have never happened if you broke up with Deidara like I tol-"

"Don't. Even. Go. There." I hissed out the words, lacing each one with a little more venom than necessary. I knew she was mad at me but I didn't think she would go for a low blow like that. In the back of my head, however, my conscious was agreeing with her; even if I would never tell her, she knew I knew she was right…

It all started at Hokage Leaf High School. Deidara was my boyfriend throughout all of freshmen year and half of sophomore year.

When I was depressed, he befriended me and cheered me up. When we became friends, I was welcomed to his "inner circle" of friends, making me more social and giving me people to rely on. . We had a great relationship, or so I thought…

One of Deidara's friends, Sai, was always indifferent to whatever anyone said or did; I almost spat out my drink when I saw him actually smile. What I failed to notice, however, was that Sai always smiled around Deidara.

MY Deidara.

What it took for me to put it all together was a lot more painful than it would have been if Deidara had just told me to my face.

We were at Sasuke's fifteenth birthday party when I found out.

The party was great, the music was far too loud and there were blinking lights all over the place; it looked like a nightclub. After going through my fourth soda, I went upstairs to find the bathroom, and hopefully Deidara, who I realized had been missing for almost an hour.

As I exited the bathroom, I went down what I thought was the same hall I had come. All too soon I was very lost, so I just followed the music, judging on how close or far it sounded.

"How big is this damn house?!" I thought as I wandered through a maze of halls.

As I passed a few doors I heard muffled sounds from the door adjacent to me.

"FINALLY! If someone is in there, hopefully they can tell me how to get downstairs."

I chimed in my mind as I innocently trotted up to the dark blue door; remaining completely oblivious to what happens upstairs at parties.

As I pushed open the unlocked door, stepping into the dark room, inhaling to ask for directions- but what I was made my breath hitch in my throat.

"DEIDARA!" a dark figure's voice pierced through the techno beat emitting from the party downstairs.

Immediately, my hand slapped the light switch to my left and what I saw horrified me; leaving me wishing I had left the lights off.

Sai. Half naked. Sitting on the edge of a bed.

Deidara. Shirtless. Head between Sai's legs.

Wet sounds. Moaning. Whispering. Groaning.

Knuckles cracking.

Before either could react, I was standing behind Deidara. I heard a terrified gasp from Deidara as I kicked him out of my way. I pulled my fist back and slammed it into Sai's face so hard that his eyes rolled back and he collapsed on the bed, completely knocked out.

"Sasori! I-I c-c-can ex-explain!" Deidara cried out sounding almost fake.

I yanked him up by the ponytail and shoved him back against the wall forcefully. I locked by hands around his wrists, pinning him against the wall in a death grip

"…How…long…" I hissed out through my gritted teeth. Deidara smiled. He was smiling at me, looking as smug as ever

"I SAID HOW LONG!" I barked at him.

"Since two months into OUR relationship. Why? Are you jealous? Are you going to cry, Sasori-Danna?"

I couldn't believe it. He was actually happy.

"We're over." I stated, my face fading from anger to stoic in a short moment.

"We've been over." Deidara said, and pushed his lips against mine. Bile was rising in the back of my throat as I could taste Sai on his lips.

Even though I was only 5'6'', I was stronger than Kisame, captain of the swim team; and Deidara was about to experience that. I couldn't get away from Deidara, who was six feet tall and now had the upper hand and was forcing me into the kiss by pushing me down. I pulled my right leg back, bent it, and jabbed it upward, hitting Deidara between the legs. Deidara let out an almost girly shriek and hit the floor, cupping the spot between his legs.

I stared at him curled up on the floor cursing and whining.

Almost a year and a half he's been cheating. My stare turned into a glare as I spat on him, ridding myself of their taste, and grabbed whatever clothes I could find spewed on the floor and chucked them out the window before storming out, leaving our relationship and friendship behind.

The next day I was expelled for beating the shit out of Sai in the hallway. That was back in sophomore year.

Before the year ended, I was expelled from Sarutobi High School for beating the crap out of Zaku, whom had found out about my relationship troubles and was flaunting the news around the school like a flag in a parade.

And that leaves me here. Konoha High School. A low rate high school that overlooks your child's police record and lets almost anyone in, as long as there are enough desks in the classroom.

I lifted my head from my desk and rested it against my arm, which was propped up by my elbow.

I'm literally jostled from my clock gazing by a sharp nudge. I slowly turn my head toward Itachi, the one elbowing me.

I glare at him.

He glares back.

Itachi is a good friend of mine and transferred here when he heard the news that I would be here. He's stoic and impassive, but I know he's just bored with others' immature attitudes, much like my own reason for bland facial expressions.

'What?' I mouth at him.

He glances at his desk and back to me, moving his elbow and revealing a note before he nudges it onto the floor next to my foot.

I sigh and pick up the note when Mr. Hatake adjusts his book so he can't see our row of desks. I quickly unfold it and read the contents, every muscle in my body tense as I do so. When I read the last sentence I'm in so much shock that my fingers act against my will and I drop the note.

On the floor.

With the loud clack of my pencil rolling off the desk with it.

Mr. Hatake drowsily looks up and spots the vibrant and ridiculously noticeable red note.

Shit. Shit, shit, and thrice shit, I think.

Mr. Hatake is nice for a History teacher, but he thrives off of two things: embarrassing his students and porn.

"Akasuna no Sasori…" Mr. Hatake drawls out "… is there something you would like to share with us?"

I look him in the eye. Not a good way to start the first day of junior year in a new school. "Honesly, Mr. Hatake?" I reply, "No. There is nothing I would like to share with you."

The girls in the front row of the class giggle. Damn fan girls.

"Please read your note to the class, now." Mr. Hatake demands, and I know there is no way out of it now.

My eye catches the clock on the way up to Mr. Hatake's desk. Fifty-two seconds until class ends. I go as slow as humanly possible to the front of the room.

"NOW." Mr. Hatake snaps.

I feel my palms start to sweat as I open the note. I glance up to Itachi and see his eyebrows twitch about a millimeter, which I knew well enough as his 'sympathetic' look.

I take a deep breath and read the note aloud…

"H-Hey Akasuna-" I stutter, taking a deep breath, trying to calm myself down before continuing:

"Sorry.

I wish I didn't h-have to be the one to tell you this,

But I'm doing this just so you know to a-avoid him.

That w-whore Deidara is sitting in the back of your

Row, staring at you and smiling like an idiot."

The room falls completely silent.

Everyone now knows something is up between Deidara and I.

This is going to be complete and utter hell- especially now since I promised Chiyo that I'd get through this year staying in the same school and finishing it incident-free.

Breaking the tense moment, the shrill bell slices through the air, declaring the end of school. Everyone runs out except for Itachi, Mr. Hatake, Deidara, and myself.

Deidara's eyes meet mine as he sashays past and slips something in my pocket before exiting the classroom. Mr. Hatake looks around the nearly vacant room and goes back to reading his porno like nothing happened at all. Itachi slowly walks up to me carrying my tattered book bag, saving me the trouble of going back to my seat. "Sorry about that…" he murmurs, "…I didn't think it was still that bad for you…"

I stiffly nod and shakily reach into my pocket. I open the intricately folded note and read with Itachi looking over my shoulder:

"If you thought THAT was fun, then wait until Math, Science, English, and Art class-

ALL of which I have with you!

Yours truly,

Dei."

Yeah, I think.

This year is DEFINITELY going to suck.

A/N: Well? Should I continue or no? I might be calling in my right-hand-pal ( Mihara Kirihara ) for help. Check out her FanFics! They're excellent if you like Jou x Kiaba, Saso x Dei, or Light x L . Her link is on my profile :3 But anyhoo, yes or no? Review and tell me what you think! I'm ALWAYS open to your ideas, so just Email me or AIM me (check my profile and stuff for contact info) and I'll collaborate with you to get some ideas (anyone who does help, will get proper ups in the authors note at the beginning and end of the chap/story helped with)! I'm optimistic to all ideas towards current fanfics, up-and-coming fanfics, or fanart, so get to it!