My name is Akasuna Sasori, but you may call me Sasori. I am a senior in High school, 18 years of age.

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I wait at the usual spot.

"Where the fuck is he?"

Suddenly that very same blode popped out of the corner.

"What took you so long Danna?"

I looked up, "I should be asking you the same. Deidara, where were you?"

"I was in detention again. . ." Deidara looked back at me with his big blue eyes, melting my heart. I showed no signs of it though hiding my gaze.

"What did you do this time, Brat?"

"I put a bomb on the teacher's chair." He laughed and smiled at me, with his prefectly white teeth, I swoon.

"We should get back to class before you get in more trouble."

We start to walk back over to art class. I go back to making my newest puppet in the shape of You-Know-Who. You see, I have had a crush on Deidara for some time now, but he has his sights on some one else and because so is unavaliable. I think of him all the time though. To get him off my mind I drowned myself into my art trying to inore my feeling for him.

I watch at him as he carefuly sculptures yet another perfect creation, though I will never admit. Life was great as it was though I wish that he was mine not that other boy's. I cut my hand on accident not thinking, but the next thing that I know Deidara was standing next to me.

"Sasori are you ok? That is a pretty deep cut."

He looks down at my cut and uses one of his mouths to lick up the blood.

"Better now, Sasori?"

I blush, "I was fine before." I stand and walk over to the supplies table. Itachi was waiting there.

"geting a little compfy with blondie, I see."

"shut up you blind bastard!" I walk away going back to my desk and continuing my puppet.

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I walk to my locker to get my history book. I turn and look over at my perfect boy standing at his locker getting his math book. Sadly we don't have all of the same classes. The bell rings again and I run to class to keep my prefect record.

I walk over to Deidara thinking of the dance coming up.

"Um... Deidara?" I stare down at my feet then look up at him.

"Yes Danna?" He looked down at me. I start to doubt asking.

"I was . . . um . . . wondering" I think of what to say next. "Will you go to the dance with me?" I regret asking.

He thought for a second then exclaimed, "I would love to Danna!"

I lost breath and almost fell over. I walk to my next class trying to figure out what had just happened.