Deidara was in the midst of another of his dreams when he felt someone shake him. He groaned and forced himself awake. He found Sasori, his partner and Danna, hanging over him- nothing out of the ordinary.

"Get up brat. That stupid Tobi just came by and told me Pein-sama wants to see us about something." Sasori said, his tone annoyed as usual.

"What? Why can't he tell us about it in the morning un?" Deidara moaned, forcing himself out of bed because he knew he wouldn't get much of an answer.

"Quit complaining and get your cloak on."

"I know, I know. I just don't like being woken up at 3 in the morning un."

Sasori just rolled his eyes and left the room. Deidara ran after him, zipping up his cloak as he went. They made it to Pein's office in no time, and half burst in.

"Ah, there you are." Pein said, greeting Sasori and Deidara as they closed the door.

"Please, take a seat."

"So what's the mission this time Pein-sama?" Sasori asked, sounding a little blunt.

"Well, I got to thinking, and I decided it wouldn't hurt if I sent you two to a private high school."

"WHAT? ME GO TO SCHOOL? NO WAY IN HELL UN!" Deidara shouted, jumping up from his seat.

"Deidara, be quiet. The others are still asleep."

"But I don't wanna go to school un." He whined, sinking back into his seat.

"Something good will come out of this, I know."

"Like what un?"

"Maybe you'll find new techniques to use in battle."

"As if. But oh well. I'll have the school in rubble in a matter of seconds un."

"No you won't. That's why I'm not sending you alone. Sasori will be there to keep you in line."

"Why do I have to keep this brat in line? I'm 39, I don't belong in a high school as a student. And I wouldn't find myself there teaching either." Sasori said.

"It's because you're the only one Deidara shows some amount of respect to."

"Alright, whatever. When do we leave and where exactly are we headed for?"

"You leave tomorrow morning. You'll have to buy school supplies and uniforms during the day. And this is where you're going." He handed Sasori a paper with the name of the school on it.

"Cincinnati Hills Christian Academy." He read from the paper.

"Now we know why you didn't send Hidan and Kakuzu un." Deidara said, looking at the paper.

"Yeah. It says we have to wear a uniform." He pushed Deidara aside.

"Yuck. I hate uniforms un."

"Deal with it brat."

"How long are we going to this school un?"

"The rest of the school year." Pein said flatly.

"What? It's September now and this school lets out in May un!"

"That's just how it is. Any other questions?" Deidara slumped in his seat, obviously unhappy. "Alright then, dismissed."

OWARI ~ END!

CHAPTER 1

Deidara couldn't believe it. It was one thing for Pein to make him and Sasori attend high school. These people were hurting his pride making him wear the GIRLS' uniform. Mad as he was, he tried to focus in class, at least to the extent that he wasn't looking like he was sleeping, which Sasori was doing at the moment.

"Deidara, please recite the passage on page 41." The teacher suddenly said.

Caught completely off-guard he looked down at the page. He found the passage the teacher was talking about and began reading it, adding his usual "un" at the end of some of the sentences. Sasori had 'awoken' from his 'nap' at this point and was trying not to laugh.

"Not bad." The teacher said when Deidara was done. "Now can you try reading it with a little more enthusiasm?"

Deidara rolled his eyes, but read the passage with more enthusiasm, only because one of his C1 bombs was cleverly hidden under the teacher's desk. When he finished, Sasori closed his eyes again. The teacher was turned to the board, the perfect oppertunity to set his bomb off. He quickly made the hand signal and there was a loud bang as the bomb exploded, destroying the teacher's desk.

"Who did that?" They asked, turning to face the class. Sasori didn't say anything, but he knew it was definately one of Deidara's bombs. The teacher couldn't figure out who it was, so they continued on with class.

In the hall on the way to their next class, Sasori grabbed Deidara's wrist and threw him against a nearby locker. "You can't use your bombs in class! I don't care how mad you are at them for making you wear a girl's uniform, you can't do that! Do you understand brat?" Sasori snapped.

"Yeah, sorry Danna." Deidara said. "Just don't throw me against one of these locker things next time un. They hurt like hell un."

"Whatever. Now we better get going or we'll be late." They ran down the hall towards their next class.

Deidara set his tray down and sat at a random table, cut off from all the other students. Sasori sat next to him, notebook and pencil in hand. Just as Deidara was about to dig in, a small group of girls wandered over and sat across from them.

"Aren't you two the new kids here?" One girl asked.

"Yeah." Sasori answered flatly.

"Thought so. I'm Katrina. I'm in your English class. Oh, and these are my friends Megan and Lydia." She pointed at the other two girls.

Sasori looked up at them. "I'm Akasuna no Sasori." He said. "And this' Deidara."

"Nice to meet you."

"Why does Deidara look so depressed?" Lydia asked.

"It's because the people in charge made him wear a girl's uniform."

"Wait, Deidara's a guy? But he looks like a girl!"

"That's what most people think."

"Oh, that makes sense. I think he looks better in the girls' uniform anyway. I can't imagine him in the boys'."

Sasori laughed a little. "You're right, he does look better in the girls' uniform."

Deidara suddenly glared at Sasori. But before an argument could be started, Megan said, "Sasori, why aren't you eating anything?"

"I'm not really hungry." He replied.

"You really should eat, it's unhealthy not to."

"It's unhealthy for him to eat un." Deidara said. "He doesn't have a stomach, or any organ other than his heart un. He's a living puppet."

"That's kinda creepy."

"Maybe, but then again, I could proabably top him un."

"Really?"

"Yeah." He held up his hands and the mouths opened.

The girls shreiked when they saw the mouths. "Might not want to do that brat." Sasori said, although he was snickering.

"Oh well. They're all gonna know eventually, so what's the harm un?"

"That's true. Guess the truth never hurt anyone."

Deidara just went about eating his food. After awhile, the girls regained their composure. "That definately was creepy." Megan said, shaking a little.

"Sort of. He's got another on his chest." Sasori said.

"Why does he have multiple mouths?"

"For his 'art' of bombing with clay."

"So it was him who blew up the teacher's desk this morning?"

"Yeah. He was probably just expressing his anger over being forced to wear the girls' uniform."

"But someone could've gotten hurt!"

"I'm guessing it was his weakest bomb, a C1. They're small, so its easy for them to hide."

"You talk like they're living things."

"They practically are. They move around and what not, but it's all through Deidara's will."

"Oh. So he creates them, controls them, and sets them off. What a way to get outta school."

"Maybe. But chances are someone would notice a bomb large enough to destroy the school."

"You're right on that one. But wouldn't they not be able to do anything about it?"

"Supposedly. But if they found Deidara's the one controling it, they could knock him out."

"Oh. So if he uses clay bombs as an art form, what do you use?"

"Puppets."

"That's kinda weird. You're a puppet that uses puppets as an art form."

"We actually don't use these things as art. We use them for fighting."

"Oh. If you got in a fight here at school, you'd get in a lotta trouble."

"All the people we fight aren't here. They're elsewhere."

"That's good." Just then, the bell rang and they headed to their next classes.

Deidara collapsed on his bed, tired from the long day at school. After lunch, he had set off more C1 bombs in his afternoon classes. For that, he got beaten up by Sasori, which didn't really hurt except on his backside where he was thrown against some lockers multiple times.

"Hey brat, do your homework, then you can lay around." Sasori said, poking Deidara with a stick he picked up on their walk home.

"I wouldn't be laying around if you hadn't beat me up un!" Deidara snapped, sitting up quickly, sending sharp pain throughout his body.

"You need to learn to use things other than your bombs to express your anger."

"That's still no reason to practically incapacitate me un! I oughta tell the principal on you un!"

"And I'd tell the principal it was you who set off the bombs in class today."

"Fine you win." Deidara forced himself up and sunk into a chair at the table.

"That's better."

"You have homework too un! Why aren't you doing your un?"

"I'm working on mine." He showed Deidara his papers.

"I hate this crap. I just wanna blow up the apartment with my homework and say a terrorist blew our apartment up while we were out un."

"Too bad, you can't. And to keep you from doing any more crazy bombings during school, I'm taking your clay."

"What?! That's stealing private property un! I oughta sue you un!"

"Be quiet. The neighbors will hear you."

Deidara snarled and continued working on his homework. He was glad they had to create a piece of art for art class as it was an excuse to get his precious clay back. Of course, while Sasori was making dinner, Deidara filled the pockets of his uniform with clay, hoping it would go without notice.

Finally Deidara finished his homework and was able to eat. It had taken him awhile though, so it was considerably late. Not in the mood to do anything else, he called it a night.

OWARI ~ END!