Hey, guys! New Story idea kept pestering me… again. So wow, look who's typing again, shocker really…. I guess I'm really writing this one cause I'm feeling down and writing makes me feel… anyways here you go, my people of the internet.

Disclaimer: I don't own, Masashi Kishimoto does, and may he long live and prosper.

Warning: Ready for awesomeness? Cause this will blow your socks off! Get ready? Three… two… and we're-skipping-one –cause- it's- too -great… GO!

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Deidara:

I was tired of being bored. Nothing really mattered, I wanted it to, but it just never happened. To say I was just wasting away or floating was wrong, because that never described it effectively. It was as if someone had strapped me to a chair underwater without an oxygen tank and pried my eyes open to watch the otherwise empty water. Because the feeling I felt was suffocation. The boredom got to the point where it didn't hurt but killed and it did so slowly. Always slowly.

Maybe that was my reason for signing up for the race. The race warned of death but promised adventure. There were no legal signings because you just had to know there was the possibility that you'd die and it was all in the name of the game. When someone asked me why I would sign up for a game that risky and that painful I would smirk lazily and respond with "Painful wouldn't even begin to describe it and that's my reason." Because I wanted to describe it. To feel something, even excruciating pain was enough for me to walk into that small room. But I needed them to see me specifically and know I meant this so when she offered me the pen, I refused. I walked up to the ballad and bit my index finger and wrote my name in my smeared blood. Then when I walked past the lady I smirked once more. She told me not to be cocky, there were millions. I had turned over my shoulder and walked backwards raising my arms, shrugging my shoulders and thrusting the door behind me with my shoulder, opening it to arrogantly exit just as I had entered. In that hallway by myself I would allow my smirk to get wider because I knew she had seen my eyes, the eyes that told her, all the better.

-x-

To understand my boredom you must understand my home. But that word in itself was a stretch of the definition. The place I live in, no one ever got out, we were the poverty on my world. I lived in the slums on the ground. Up above us we could see the floating cities filled with the florescent lights and flying machines. Fireworks blazed through the sky every night and even from the ground we could see them, that which were considered entertainment. Everything else was survival. That's what my mother always said, but mom never understood: to me they meant the same thing. Watching those pricks enjoy the fire crackers like we enjoyed fights on the street made me sign up. Because if there was one way to get off ground level it was the race.

The race wasn't just my planet, it was a universally watched race held every ten years, this year it was being hosted by my solar system, so we were the ones to partake in it. The Humanoids, that's what this year was called. Two people from every planet, didn't matter age, class, or gender. The race wasn't discriminate. It was a race that partook in different dimensions, made possible by thick bracelets called Jumpers which would open portals that would or would not open depending on if you were in the correct spot; the action of doing this was jumping. There were cameras in the beginning and the end, but that's it. Besides then you were chipped for your location. This meant that there weren't any to hear you or see you. It also meant that those promises you made in the beginning to not kill and to play fair can all just go away the moment you first jump. It has happened countless times and it will happen this year because the prize is always just that grand that ethics and morality seems to disappear. You weren't offered gold or jewels or castles, but all, and on top that your own choice planet. For me, I wanted this planet. Those dicks in the sky would be pushed off their pedestals and on the dirt and they would know it was because one of us had won the race. That's right, I didn't play to just play: I was going to win.

So after weeks of deliberation the news had arrived, even down here. It was decided who would play and we were starting on my home turf. Well, I never been to the floating cities, so it wasn't that big of an advantage, but at least I wouldn't have to travel far. The giant spaceship arrived down here later in the day and we were told to go about our normal business. Nobody listened of course. Nobody, but me anyways. I would be here sitting; no lounging on the bench as if it was my thrown, because I knew they would choose me. I outright challenged them and they would find the entertainment in that.

"Dei, someone spotted them! You're gonna miss them!" It was a childhood friend, Kurotsuchi; she didn't even stop in her run towards them, still too far away to be seen from this distance.

My smirk grew as I lounged on my back, head resting in my palms, "No I won't, un." But she wasn't there. Nobody was. That's okay, I can wait.

Loud screams of excitement and hustling of footsteps were heard as the crowd drifted towards me, as well as the unmistakable steps of metal. My eyes still closed, I smirked. A shadow appeared over my face, my smirk only growing. It was a game and this would be the first time my opponents would see me if they watched on the screen. Deidara Iwa, the 17 year old kid who had the audacity to smirk and be arrogant in front of the universe, the kid who wasn't afraid of anything. "Deidara Iwa?" Of course they knew I was me and where to find me, that wasn't questioned. Rule 1 to being a racer: Don't question the abilities of those who run the race. That knowledge could save your life, or more specifically, my life.

"Yeah, that's me." I still didn't open my eyes nor let my smirk slip.

"Congratulations, you were chosen. You must come with us immediately after saying goodbye to your family and friends, we'll wait for you." Their congratulations sounded more like they were talking about the weather, not that I would be a part of the biggest event in the universe. Heh, guess you had to have that mentality to send people to their deaths knowingly.

At this I did open my eyes and sat up, still grinning arrogantly, "No, that's okay. I'm coming with you now." Sorry, mom, this is a game and you win the fame by standing out. Not like we would say much anyways, I already knew what she would say and she knew what I would say. I spotted a cameraman not too far away, his attention absorbed into the lens, which was absorbed on me. My smirk grew, almost forgetting about the guard.

The man, who was in a light armored, inky black suit of the race's body guard shrugged indifferently, "You're like your partner then."

This actually genuinely caught my interest, "Are they here?" I looked around but everyone was just staring at me wistfully, definitely not the look of a racer.

He shook his dark curled hair, "No, he's in the capital, didn't want to visit you in the slums, said you'd be up there soon enough." My eyes narrowed at this and I felt a lot less cocky and felt it being replaced by anger. My teammate was one of the spoiled city dwellers. Whatever, as long as he didn't slow me down.

I got up and followed him over to the spacecraft, quenching any curiosity I had for the large ship, as I got on the platform to go inside I turned and faced the people of my town. They were all here, my mom, my teacher, everyone. I didn't look at them however; I looked at all my future citizens. I grinned broadly and waved, "When I get back, pack your bags, we're flying upwards and they will be coming down! The tides will turn!" They all erupted into cheers and this time I smiled genuinely and turned around walking up the platform and into the spaceship, feeling the burn of the camera on my back. I liked that burn though, a sensation I could get used to.

The inside of the ship was unlike anything I had seen before and that was good because for the most part all I've seen is gory things, here everything was of the highest quality, the chairs the richest velvet, the wood, the deepest burgundy, the carpets, the thickest wool. I sat in my seat and buckled, feeling the rumble of the spaceship lift off. I closed my eyes; we would be to my partner in less than an hour, besides that I didn't see much point in staying awake. I couldn't care less about the richness of the spaceship after all the hardships these rich fucks let me and my people go through? No, I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing me impressed, I would sleep and I would snore as loud as possible.

I was awoken by this woman who looked disgusted by me with her nose curled and the way she leaned back, "We're here."

I brushed her willing hand off my shoulder and unbuckled. After a few stretches, I followed her out the spaceship and onto the docking station. It was windy so high up in the sky and I had to brush my flailing hair to see the people waiting. The man from before stood there waiting for me with same cameramen (how they got there was beyond me but then I had to remind myself I didn't and shouldn't care) and a small redhead wearing flowing black pants and a deep red leather vest. Even from here he screamed super rich if not royal. It contrasted quite effectively with my own coarse and dusty pants that had holes everywhere and overly large white puffy shirt that had its sleeves cut off so that I didn't get too hot when working. Instead of feeling self-conscious however I smirked even wider, let him see me as I stand before we're fitted similarly. I wanted him to see me, the guy who was going to win him the games.

As I approached with the lady he looked at me coldly, showing neither praise nor scorn. We stepped forward so that we were close to each other. "Sasori Akasuna" The guard said his name first, of course, he was of a higher status, then he said mine, same even tone, at least that wasn't discriminating, "Deidara Iwa" Sasori's cold chocolate heavily lidded eyes stared into my bright and laughing pale blue ones. We both reached out at the same time and shook. His hand was surprisingly cold and I ignored the instant reaction to want to let go. Instead I gripped his hand tightly.

"Don't way me down" He said coldly. Ha, everything about him was cold.

Again I grinned, "Feathers don't keep down bricks, un. It's the other way." His facial expression didn't change. It wasn't needed; we both understood the other wanted to win and wouldn't tolerate a partner who was bad.

"Come, Akasuna, Iwa, your rooms a wait. In the morning is when it truly starts."

-x-

He led us out of the docking station and for all my talk my heart skipped a beat, the buildings floated with rushing hovercrafts and other small ships zooming past. The bright lights made my eyes shrivel for a few seconds and to be on the safe side I didn't move initially, instead attempted to focus on the surroundings. There was a sidewalk but after the sidewalk was the empty air, if you fell, you died, but these people didn't seem worried, there was no hesitation in their steps. The buildings were tall and loomed over us, bright and colorful electronic displays, with different movie ads all over them, including the weather, but mostly it was mine and Sasori's faces on these 70 story buildings. I could perfectly see my shocked face and his indifferent one. Everyone seemed to be looking at us, even those who zoomed by in their vehicles. Some erupted in to cheer when they could actually see the real us. Swallowing my initial fear I smiled once again and waved, albeit a little strained. They erupted even more. Sasori just stood by my side. Whatever, as long as he wasn't useless in the race, I didn't really need a friend.

There was another bodyguard standing at two flying motorcycles, which meant the wheels were replaced by levitating engines. On the ground level, I was lucky to see a couple of ones with wheels, so this was exciting. Even more exciting knowing one was for me. The man tried explaining but I ignored him and jumped on the slick blue one, hearing it purr beneath me. Sasori similarly sat on a red one. The man looked back at me, "Ever driven one of these?"

I twisted the handle, hearing the purr rumble, "No." I leaned forward and shot through the sky. It was exhilarating feeling the wind against my face going who knows how fast. Sasori and the guard easily caught up. "Hey, brat, follow, you don't know where you're going." Sasori growled. I rolled my eyes, he didn't look older than me but I slowed down. He was right, I didn't know. The guard took the lead once again and we followed close behind.

Going slower was a different experience I could now see the reflective colors and it seemed as if I was wading above a rainbow. We reached our building apparently and Sasori and the guard nimbly got up. It took me longer because I wasn't as sure as them that I wasn't going to plummet to my death. We walked into a tall building once again with our faces illuminated, once we got in there was a lot of blaring lights from the crowding paparazzi, "Akasuna, Iwa, can we have a word?"

Sasori seemed to ignore them, walking by as if they didn't exist however I looked up, and grinned. The crowd wasn't new to me, on ground level people would always crowd when a particularly good fight was happening. They started to buzz even more, "How do you feel being up here?" "Are you nervous?" "Do you think you and your partner will work well together?" "Who's stronger?"

I smirked and shrugged, "I like it enough to make it mine when I win. Of course not, you don't feel nervous for red rover, this is the same, a game, a race. If he doesn't get too bossy I don't see a problem. Me obviously, Miss. Protected over there would cry at my home." I had to run to catch up with them on the stairs. We were both given our own luxurious lofts and feasts. I didn't watch the T.V that would broadcast the racers, deciding it was more fun if it was a surprise. After eating more than my family could've eaten I showered and went to sleep. Like I said I wasn't nervous, just excited as I could feel the boredom leaking away.

-x-

Sasori and I sat in our chairs waiting for the other teams to arrive; we were Team Four, fourth planet from the star. It was boring and I began picking my teeth with my pinky. I could hear Sasori hiss in annoyance by my side. Smirking I continued picking. We had been dressed in tight white suits with black strips running up the sides and arms and outside legs, the color of my team. The other teams would get their colors but all had basically the same functioning purpose, to not get in the way of the jump. Our Jumpers were strapped on our left wrists, they were big and had a singular large pad where you would tap and a portal would open. Somehow it felt weightless.

The first team arrived, walking through the room, it was the black team, Team Three. One boy had long black hair tied in a ponytail, with cold inky black eyes and pale skin. His counterpart was obviously one of the people who dwelled under water (the planet was mostly water with few on the surface such as the first guy) he was blue and resembled a shark with gills and black beady eyes. My eyes twitched, someone who would burn easily, good. They sat in the seats next to us.

Team Five arrived about thirty minutes later, a boy and girl in red jumpsuits. The girl had amber eyes and short blue hair; she walked calmly much like the boy next to her with orange hair and piercings all over his pale face. He had purple eyes with rings. These two radiated power but not the spark or drive that made them a hard target but not an impossible one. They sat next to us as well.

Team Two arrived next, a giggling guy wearing an orange mask and guy who had green hair and was half white, half black. That wasn't a surprise either as the second world was mostly forest. Their colors were blue.

Finally the brown team, Team One arrived. Two burly men, one with white slicked back hair and the other one was tan with scars and a mask hiding half his face. They looked insane, which meant we would have to watch out for them. They'd be the first to break the rules.

Finally a bored man with half his face hidden as well walked in, he held a book and didn't look interested which ticked me off. Some of us would die and this fucker was looking like he was about to preach kids. He sighed and began to speak in common speech, "The race will start in less than five minutes. You guys know the rules, you're all old enough to have seen it last time. Don't kill and follow the designated path. You can't open a portal unless you're at the right spot so it doesn't really matter. Cameras will be here and at the finishing line, everything else will be closely monitored by chips in your Jumpers. Nod if you agree to these terms." We all nodded. He sighed and went on, "Right now we are in the highest building on the highest floor the first portal is directly under us, you will be given a board and you are to surf to the bottom, you will not be given a parachute as before you land you are expected to have one of you press the pad on your watch and open a portal which will begin the games. Each team will go out in their designated spots, 1-5. You will appear on the same planet and or dimension at the same distance from the next portal but at different spots." He looked at all our faces, finally ending on team one. "Okay, Team 1. Now is your turn."

"Wait! Now?! How are we supposed to surf, there's no fucking water." The white haired man spluttered, still seated, as his partner stood up grabbing a board by the balcony.

The man just looked as uncaring as before, "You surf the air. Now go or you'll be deducted time." Like every other race, this was timed and you could be deducted points from the areas where the camera was on you only for obvious reasons.

"Come on, Hidan. Deduct me points and I'll kill you." His partner was waiting at the balcony. It made me smile hearing that. This team may be crazy burly and big, but if a team didn't have good teamwork then the team lost its most valuable asset.

Hidan muttered some curses and got up, grabbing his own board, he stood by his partner gazing reproachfully down, "If I die Kakuzu, I'm fucking haunting you so beware." Kakuzu just rolled his eyes and they both jumped out.

We all stood up, running over to get a better view to see if it was possible. It was, Hidan was madly cursing but he wasn't dying, he was surfing the winds. We watched for a few minutes until a small bright light appeared at the bottom and their two small dots disappeared. We all backed away apprehensively as Team Two got their boards.

The orange masked man giggled, "I've never surfed the wind." He giggled mirthfully before jumping off, not waiting for his partner. The plant dude just muttered a 'whatever' and jumped off as well.

Next was Team Three and the black haired guy just calmly got his board, waiting for the lumbering shark dude, who grinned, "Ready, Itachi?" Itachi nodded and together they jumped, both disappearing like the other two teams. Of course surfer dudes wouldn't mind surfing, shark man was bred for it.

Feeling light like the feather I claimed to be I grabbed a board and went over to the balcony. I looked down; now that it was my turn it looked like a way bigger fall. If possible I felt even lighter still. Sasori looked at me peculiarly with his cold eyes, "Don't die first round, Brat." Hah, easy for him to say he was born in the heights, highest I got before yesterday was falling off my two story school. However I smirked wickedly, not one to back down from a challenge.

"Watch, Sasori, my man. You might learn some things." He hmphted in response and I grinned jumping over the edge with him following closely.

It really did feel like surfing only that we were falling thousands of feet from the sky and unless I pressed the pad we would splat. But I was never one afraid of death, only afraid of boredom, so with this mentality I leaned forward, making myself go faster and I just had to trust my gut that I would survive this, after all the big child man could so there would be no way that I would allow the first death to be the 'cocky poor kid'. No. I leaned further still, hearing Sasori match movements behind me.

When I got close enough, I grit my teeth as I fought against the air to press my pad. A bright cloud of swirl opened up right underneath me and Sasori and I flew straight into it. We made it. The race had begun.

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Okay, so I didn't proof read but I wanted to upload this tonight cause otherwise it would be on my mind all week, so whatcha guys think? It's really late here and I need to sleep, so sorry for any typos or failing sentences. Well I'm going to bed. Uhm it'd be cool if you guys favorite or followed or reviewed if you have anything to say.