Prologue/Sample:
Hinata sighed. She'd spent the evening in bed, daydreaming. Again.
Suddenly, a question that had been bothering her came unbidden into her mind.
What's so great about "bad boys" anyway?
The more she thought about it, the less sense it made. Yet, there must be some sort of intrigue about them. Sasuke, Forrest Academy's resident "rebel" -Not to mention heartthrob- seemed to obtain the most attention, including from her pinkette roommate and best friend, Sakura, but the local gang, the Akatsuki, attracted tons of girls too.
Hinata sighed again. She was over thinking it, as usual. She rolled over, and tried to get to sleep, with little success. Giving up, she turned to her dorm room window and gazed at the stars. She tried not to think, and just focus on the beauty of the clear night sky.
Still, the thought came again.
What is so great about bad boys?
She sighed, and went to bed, finally getting to sleep.
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Deidara sharpened a switchblade on his dorm room's window sill, an unusual activity.
Deidara preferred explosions to knives.
Still, being in the Akatsuki as he was, he should at least be proficient in something other than explosions. Supposedly.
Even though he was in a gang, Deidara wasn't a bad guy. Not really. He just preferred sharing his art with others rather than be alone.
He stopped sharpening the blade, and instead, looked out the window at the unusually cloud-free sky, and began to think. Deidara didn't often think about romance, but he found that a certain question kept popping up whenever he did.
Is there someone out there… for me?
He didn't think he really believed in true love. Then Deidara snorted.
Since when did I care about that romance crap?
He rolled his eyes, and went to bed.
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Both slept soundly as the stars twinkled in the sky and their fates intertwined.
(Author's Note)
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