"Midori ! Get out of bed right now before our first day at new school late! Un!"
Midori blink of an eye opening, before aiming again with sleepiness, she rolled to one side, tightly roll the blanket and ignoring the screams of her brother downstairs. She wanted to sleep, and now she was going to sleep, yeah, no one can stop her now, nobody, not anybody, except her brother kicked out the door and pulled her down the stairs. Yeah, he did.
"Dei nii san….no…..I want to sleep ..." she mumbled, trying to escape from the hands are clenched her sleep collar and dragged her through the hallway, "nii san ! ... I want sleeeeppppppppp
"No Midori!" Deidara gnashing of teeth, stopped in front of the stairs and think a little bit that he should threw his lovely sister down or not, "Today is the first day we go to a new school, I will not leave we delay, un! Now get up! Or I'll throw you down the stairs! Un! "
"... I want to sleep ... aghhh ... nii sannnnnnnnnnn ..."
"Midori! I have 3s, un, 1"
"mph…noooooooo ..."
"2, un, Midori, stop acting like a child, you are in grade 3 now!"
"... noooooo…I want to sleeppppppppppp ..."
"3, un, this is your choose!", And he grabbed the back of her neck and lifted off the ground.
"Gahhhhhh ! Dei nii chan ! Drop me down! I getting up now !"
And so, Deidara please drop her off before she muttered a curse under his breath and walked down the stairs, rushed to the bathroom and locked the door.
Deidara brushed his hair a little and shook his head, he love his sister, actually, she was always there for him since his parents died, and he was relying on his prop. They protect each other from the devil's design flood every attempt to usurp their parents' legacy to leave them, they live for each other, grew up together. Deidara have no reason to not love her with all his breath. But to deal with all her habit, which is a big trouble and he hates such times.
Deidara is ranked forks on the table when he heard the bathroom door open and release one Midori slipped into a chair in the dining room after 5 minutes. She wore uniforms with white shirt and black skirt blue red border, fake vest jacket with black color with a red border buttons, tie worn loosely around his neck, and has not been tied her blonde hair tousled not been brushed. Deidara smiled a little sleepy in the form of girls, they have the same blond hair.
Deidara long blonde hair, a half column with the string of hair that gave him Midori birthday last year, his long bangs, and obscured half his face, covering his left eye was damaged in the accident robbed lost his parents. His hair was always straight silky, and is in place it should. Other than him, blonde hair Midori not very long, but soft cotton flannel, her hair always obediently lying slanted side, hugging her face and kept with 2 red clamp. Her hair is always a mess, and she would not care about it much until Deidara remind and she use her hand and brushed it down, it's going straight for 15 minutes, then it will be a large open old and messy as she continues to not care about it.
Their eyes are a different story, Deidara had blue eyes, the same color as the sky and vivid, sparkling with emotion. In the eyes of Midori green, soft but cold, she does not use her eyes to express feelings, so it would be wrong if someone expecting her eyes are the windows to the mind soul. In fact, eyes Deidara used to express emotions, Midori use the mouth.
Deidara's eyes like a piece of music, or like the sky, strangely enough, it almost will change color according to your feelings. When he happy, it will sparkle, blue, when he sad, it will bring a blue-gray, murky and dark, when he tired, it's just a simple dark blue, when he angry, blue dark, almost becoming indigo will appear, and a lot of different states. And Midori, with disease-compulsive obsessive disorder of self, she hates lying, she could not bear a lie or to hide, so she likes to say directly what she felt, she would tell her sad when she was sad, she said she happy when she happy, and many other emotions. Like this time.
"Nii chan, I'm bored"
Deidara looked back from the frying pan that you're fried egg, his eyes a blue light as he questioned her sister sometimes its hard to understand.
"Hm?"
"Why do we have to learn here? I hate to be filled with strangers. And ...", Midori winced when her brother pushed a plate of eggs with 2 slices of toast in front of her, "they cleavages, I mean, um, have a bunch of prominent wealthy, are treated better than others. "
"We went there to learn, un, Midori, parental leave such a large amount to the hope we have the best life, un, and this is the best nationally, I promised that this would be the first thing I did after getting birthright, un. Don't care about other thing Midori, only just learning, un. "
Midori frowned again with his brother's answer, she did not like school, she was not hard, she went to her school because he wanted it, while Deidara is a genius, she just had her academic average . But she will do what she wanted him, and she said the school would be a good place for him to show her abilities, so she simply tore a piece of bread before mumbling.
"Okay, but I'm betting that this year will be enough bad as hell."
SasoDei ... ...
The fact proves, Midori always right.
Today is the worst day life Deidara, at worst, the absolute worst, a sign of a bad year as hell.
He and Midori went to school on time, sure, and after he parted Midori to go about her classes, Deidara review timetable to know that he will start the first day with an art class. That's great, Deidara is an artist, you know it, it's in his blood, and he notion that art is only transient. He entered the class, introduced himself and was seated next to a red-headed boy, who carved a beautiful little hand puppet, whom he later said that he was three years his senior, and the genius of art and everything else. Honestly, he was impressed with the wooden puppet that he's done, he used a knife to create the smallest details, beautiful, skilled and professional, so you into the seat, trying to be friendly friendly, trying to talk, and he asked him.
"Brat, according to you, What is art?"
"Art? Un, of course, is the beauty of art, but art is beauty really only exists in the moment, un!"
You know it, sure, he believed in his artistic views, and the red-headed idiot that did not answer, he thought he was stunned by the amazing things he has said or admitted. So he turned around, and saw a smirk see often appear pale lips.
"Brat, the beauty of art is forever with time, things are handed down and preserved from generation to generation, the generation Lancer contemplation and admiration"
"No, un, art is fleeting, life is beautiful only because it will end, things existed for too long will lose value."
"Art is eternal, kid, things exist only in the moment will forever be just a moment, no one will miss it when it's gone, things last forever with time will be remembered . "
"Art is transient, un!"
"Last long"
"Fleeting!"
"Keep silent brat, you still needs to learn a lot."
"What ?! Hey! I did not know what he took as to say it, but he should know him better than anyone what is not, un!"
"Iwa! Silent while I am lecturing!", The female teacher ruler beating down on the table in anger, Deidara found himself unwittingly raise his voice in anger, and the red-headed idiot just laughs on his embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, ma'am," he gritted his teeth and let his voice hissed through his teeth.
The red-headed idiot, he quietly remembered every detail deserves a beating on the face of the idiot next to him, red hair, brown eyes, facial expression always bored and thin lips smiling contemptuously damn, stay away from him.
SasoDei ... ... ...
"It's Sasori Akasuna."
"Hm?"
Deidara looked up from his sketch board to see his sister with 4 sandwich slipped into the chair opposite him, still tousled hair and, he noted, was not tied tie, the first 2 buttons are not set, and he frowned a little.
"That," Midori only to sketch board he was doodling on it, "Sasori Akasuna"
That's when Deidara realized in anger as he thought about the red-headed idiot, he had unwittingly drawn him to sketch his board.
"Shit," he whispered, hands tore the paper off the board and sketch it prepares pitcher before he grabbed his sister.
"Hm," Midori smile, a kind smile, 'busted!', and it made him confused.
"Give it back to me, un, Midori, and how do you know who he is?"
"Not until you tell me why he painted him and, ohu god, I do not know Sasori? I came here to learn 90 'and his name fills your ears, third-year student, tech genius arts school, gifted in numerous other areas, one of the hottest fields, the richest, most famous cases, blah blah blah ... now tell me why ?! "
Midori literally leaning on the table, holding the paper between two hands and push it to between him and her, her lips curved into a smile interesting, and Deidara find yourself confused again.
"T-That, tsk, n-no, j-just an accident, un, I did not want to draw him!", He avoided her eyes, slurred answers and leaping Midori 1 again, pressed watching him through the small table, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Oh God, he thought, obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"You know that you just accidentally draw something when you're thinking about it, don't you? Deidara nii chan?"
"Y-yeah, un"
Midori squinting one eye again, she stared into the blue eyes of her brother, looking for a ray lies. But she also knew that he understood her enough to know he should not lie to her.
"Exactly what you think of him huh? Nii san?"
Deidara started roaming around, looking for somewhere to put the eyes in order not to look into the eyes Midori, you also looking for a lie, but he knew. Midori know him enough to know when he is lying, so he whispered small enough for him to hear, and hope she does not listen.
"I thought he was beautiful, un, and the pupets, his pupets, un, they are beautiful."
"Wow? I think the pupets are beauty? The impression that he knew he was saving praise when talking about art?"
Midori sat back in her seat, watching the paper in her hand across her eyes and note when he nodded she admits she's saying. Now she really wanted to see the work of Sasori Akasuna. British artist she is, and she is his biological sister, so she obviously interested in art. She knows a lot about art, no way she can as well as Deidara. She noted, her brother is a genius, again.
"Okay, it's time give it back to me, un," Deidara growled and shrugged Midori, she has achieved the purpose, so she had no reason to hold back the paper. She brought it out in a push hands and instead it fell into the Deidara's open hand, it stopped in mid-air and fly up.
No, it does not fly up, somebody stole it. Someone with red hair.
"So, you're drawing me?"