Sasori was one of those people that did not give a damn about others. He didn't give a damn about other people's feelings, choosing to step all over someone when they were down. He also didn't care what people thought about him. Not that anyone was stupid enough to let him know what they thought, save for the few that he hung out with.

His appearance attracted many fan girls, and also a few fan boys. Messy crimson locks that fell past his ears and tickled the back of his neck. He had dull brown eyes that looked upon everything with boredom. He had pale skin which was, compared to most of the students in his high school, perfect. His uniform was worn so that his shirt was hanging out. His pants were loose around his hips, his belt doing nothing to keep them up, yet they didn't slip off him. Top buttons undone on his shirt, and tie long yet loose. His blazer was slung over his left shoulder whenever he was walking around. He also wore a leather wrist band with metal studs on his right arm.

At current time, Sasori was walking the corridors of the school, making his way to the exit. He had been kept behind in after school detention for mouthing off to his English teacher. The poor woman had been close to tears, but had managed to compose herself enough to 'punish' Sasori. The punishment was laughable. No lesson had been learnt.

Sasori was now only one hallway away from exiting the school, passing by the last few classrooms. He heard voices coming from one of the classrooms ahead of him. He thought nothing of it, just another after school club. That was until he heard a familiar voice. In fact, he could hear two familiar voices. He stopped to listen.

"...so they decided to abandon me this weekend, hm. Typical, especially when I need them"

"Sucks. Want me to hang out with ya?"

Two figures walked out of the end room, turning their backs to Sasori, neither one of them noticing that he was there.

"Only if you are not busy over the weekend, hm"

The one that had just spoken went by the name Deidara. He had a good two inches on Sasori, height wise. His skin was lightly tanned, and was as perfect as Sasoris'. He had sky blue eyes that had a unique shape to them, outlined to make them stand out. Golden locks fell to his mid back, tied back in a loose ponytail. Some of the hair up top had been pulled to the left, creating bangs that hid the left side of his face.

"I'm sure can get away from the rest of 'em. What do ya say?"

It was this voice that had gotten Sasoris' attention. It belonged to yet another guy, who went by the name Pein. This guy was the same height as Deidara. He had Auburn coloured hair, which was spiked up with gel. His eyes were grey/purple, and had a ripple effect. There was no white to his eyes. His skin colour was a shade somewhere between Sasoris' and Deidaras'. Piercings littered his face, on his nose, his ears, and his lower lip. Some people questioned if Pein had piercings anywhere else on him. The thought made Sasori inwardly cringe.

"Thank you Yahiko. That would be great hm" Sasori saw the blond bow his head in a way to signify his gratitude, arms clenching a little tighter on the books in his warms.

Yahiko?

Sasori was confused. Where had the name Yahiko come from? Deidara was talking to Pein.

There was another thing that confused the red head. Why were Deidara and Pein talking to one another anyway? And talking like they were friends. That just wasn't possible.

The reason for that was, Deidara was a nerd, and was a very emotional person. Easy to step on. And Pein was a part of a group of bullies, punks, whatever you wanted to call them. The two of them could not mix; simply because the group Pein belonged to always beat up on the nerds in the school. So why were these two acting so friendly?

Shrugging it off, Sasori walked quietly so as not to alert the two in front of him to his presence. Once they were out of the gate, he was able to see which direction they were walking, and decided it best to go the opposite direction, even if it did take him away from home. He could always confront Pein about this later.

"So I said "Bitch please. I can get any girl I want. I don't need to pay for a Jashin damn hooker when I can have free sex""

Chuckling could be heard from a small group, smoke rising from their lips. Five people took refuge at the back of the school where no one could see them, smoking, as opposed to being in class. Sasori was one of them that sat in the small group. Another one was Pein.

"You'd have to rape them" Sasori chuckled, flicking the end of his cigarette, ash falling to the floor before him "No girl would want to go near you with that foul mouth, Hidan" More laughter followed Sasoris' words, as well as an animalistic growl coming from the guy named Hidan.

Hidan was yet another guy with pale skin, although had more colour to it than Sasoris'. His silver hair was slicked back, and his pink eyes were glaring daggers in Sasoris' direction. The man was an albino. Hidan was foul mouthed, as Sasori had just pointed out, and was an over religious freak.

"Shut the fuck up, Sasori" Hidan growled; glare intensifying "I've got tonnes of girls wanting me, you Jashin damn heathen"

Sasori merely chuckled, closing his eyes and shaking his head slightly. He wasn't going to retort, because he didn't care what Hidan thought he was. And further angering the Jashinist would lead to Sasori having his ass kicked.

"Just make sure you keep away from my sister" warned a second red head, slinking his arm around a girl sat next to him and placing a hand on her shoulder. The girl chuckled, raising a hand to her lips and taking a drag from her cigarette she held between her fingers.

The red head went by the name, Nagato. His hair was straight, and shoulder length. His skin was so pale, he looked stone cold. Surprisingly, he had the same eyes as Pein, yet the two were not related.

The girl sat next to him was his sister, Konan. Her original hair colour was black, but she had dyed it blue. A small portion of her hair had been tied into a bun, a white paper rose sat before it. The rest of her hair was left to fall down the back, and bangs on either side of her face. Her eyes were a steely blue, and outlined with heavy make up. Her skin held more colour to it than her brothers, yet was still pale. Konan was one of the few females at school who was not obsessed with tanning, fake or natural. Below her bottom lip was a piercing, something she had had done not long after meeting Pein.

"Don't worry Nagato, he won't touch me while I'm with Pein" Konan assured her older brother, flashing a small smile in Peins' direction. The auburn haired male returned the smile quickly, exhaling, stubbing the remains of his cigarette on the ground and flicking it away behind him somewhere. Nagato grunted in response to Konans' words, before a deafening silence fell upon them.

"So..." Sasori started, not used to the silence due to Hidans' usual ranting about his god "Pein was that you I saw with Deidara last Friday? Giving him hell I hope"

This got the attention of the rest of the group. Deidara was usually Sasoris' target, ever since the red head found out the blonds view on art. It was the exact opposite to Sasoris' view, as he believed that true art was eternal. Deidara thought that true art was fleeting. This knowledge angered Sasori, and made Deidara the target for his constant bullying. Finding out the blond was a nerd was just an added bonus. Pein had no reason to beat up the kid, but he was welcome to it. However, Pein refused to touch the blond, which was what probably got everyone's attention.

All eyes were fixed on Pein, who was staring down blankly at the ground like he usually did. He blinked, before answering "No, I wasn't 'giving him hell'"

"No? Then what were you doing with him?" Konan asked. Everyone could tell that she was tense, ready to dump his ass if he gave the wrong answer. She was a jealous type, but willing to let go if she thought the guy she was with was unfaithful.

"I needed help with some homework, so I got the dork to help me over the weekend" Pein replied calmly. Konan, as well as the others, visibly relaxed. They had bought it. Well nearly all of them. Sasori was the only one that knew it was a lie. He had seen Pein and Deidara talking to one another like they were good friends, not agreeing to meet up to work on homework.

Though Sasori knew Pein was lying, he was not one to rat out a member of the group "Is that why you are doing so well in class?"

Pein nodded, not bothering to look up at Sasori "Yeah" he replied softly. Sasori also nodded, taking one last drag of his cigarette before deposing of it. He exhaled, before standing up and throwing his blazer over his shoulder.

"See you guys later" he called over his shoulder as he walked off, making his way back into the building, bell going off to signify the end of one class and the start of another. Which for Sasori would be art.

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L: Yeah we thought we would try another highschool fic. Or more accurate for me and Tori, Secondry school

T: This has been posted on DeviantArt, but we decided to put it up here too

L: We hope you like it, and please let us know where we could improve. I don't know how many times I need to stress over that

T: There there, we can't fault you for wanting to be perfect. This is the only thing you ever bother pouring your heart and soul into