Ah, finally an update!

I apologize for the wait; My laptop is being a complete douche-bag and keeps switching off when I'm in the middle of writing. It especially does it when I have yet to save my work.

This chapter may not be the best, but I'll try to add as much humour as I can. I've been feeling a bit "Meh..." recently, and I still don't know why. It'll pass eventually though :3

Anyway, please enjoy, and maybe review?^^

God, I'm such a review-whore.

Deidara's POV

"Now Deidara, I want you to be nice to the new exchange student..." Mum stated, tapping her recently-manicured nails against the steering wheel.
"I will, un..." I muttered from the passenger's seat, not bothering to turn my head; I was still rather tired.

I knew very little about the new exchange student, I hadn't made any contact with him or her; I didn't even know where they were from.

Unless my Mother knew.

"Hey Mum, un?" I asked, turning my head towards my Mother. She answered with a soft hum, her eyes concentrated on the road.

"Do you know anything about the exchange student?"
"Oh, So now you're interested!" Mum chuckled, tilting her head slightly. I raised an eyebrow in reply, waiting for her to go on.
"Well, he's from Poland." She stated, pondering for a moment.

Poland, huh?

I didn't know anyone from Poland.

Plus, He's a boy; Which makes things slightly less awkward.

"He's fifteen, the same age as you..." Mum continued, tapping an annoying tune on the steering wheel.
"What's his name, un?" I questioned.
"Oh, It's Sasori." She replied, smiling slightly.
"Weird name, un..." I muttered under my breath.

Then again, I had never met anyone named Deidara.

"And Deidara isn't?" Mum smirked, reading my mind. I rolled my eyes in reply, pulling my DS out of my pocket.

I smiled as the bright screen lit up, displaying the title "Nintendogs".

I had a fun time playing with my German Sherperd, "Katsu". I named him Katsu, because of his loud-ass barks, which scared the shit out of Tinkle-fluff. I seriously wished Katsu was real, he could maul Tinkle-fluff any day.

"Deidara, turn that awful game down..." Mum ordered, turning her head towards me.
"It's not awful, un!" I whined, glaring slightly. "Let Katsu express his love of chew toys..." I muttered, throwing a small chew toy towards my virtual pet.
"Yeah, well we're here, so Katsu can die for a minute." Mum smirked, pulling into the car park of the airport.
"It takes ages to park anyway, un..." I muttered, petting Katsu with my DS pen.
"Deidara, turn it off." She demanded, easily finding a parking space.

My eyes narrowed; Damn my Mother's amazing parking skills.

I sighed, slamming the top of my beloved DS down, slipping it down the side of the car.

"No acting grumpy." Mum demanded, stepping out of the car. I huffed quietly, copying her actions. "I'm being serious Deidara; If you scare away the exchange student, there will be hell to pay." She continued, looking into my eyes.
"I won't scare the exchange student away, un..." I muttered, sliding my hands into my pockets.

Later

I leaned against a near-by soda machine, looking out for the new student; Which was pretty much impossible, as I didn't even know what the kid looked like.

Mum was currently on the other side of the large room, looking through a crowd of people; I guess she knew what "Sasori" looked like.

I just hoped that she'd find him quickly, the sooner I got back to walking Katsu, the better.

Suddenly, whilst deep in though, I felt a light tugging on my sleeve. I raised an eyebrow, raising my head slightly.

My eyes landed on a small boy, standing in front of me. His hair was a vibrant red, and fell messily below his eyebrows, making his large, hazel orbs, stand out. He was very pale, and his skin looked incredibly smooth. The red-head's features were petite, like his frame, and he had a gentle smile brushed over his mouth.

I looked down, eyeing his clothes.

All I could say, was that the boy's fashion sense wasn't the best.

He wore a deep blue, buttoned up shirt, underneath a multi-coloured, knitted, granddad-like cardigan. A pair of deep-brown, skinny jeans were added to the outfit, along with a pair of leather brogues. The boy's feet appeared to be very small, size 4 at most. A small, leather messenger bag, was hanging from his shoulder, appearing to be rather empty.

"What's wrong, kid?" I asked, looking down at the boy. "You lost your Mother or something?"

The red-head tilted his head slightly, maintaining a small smile.

"Nie...I'm suppose to meet you?" He confessed, going through his bag.

He had an accent; A Polish one.

He couldn't possibly be the exchange student...He was too young.

"Hey, you said you were fifteen, un!" I cried, pointing at the red-head, who was still going through his bag.
"I am fifteen, silly..." He chuckled, pulling out a piece of paper, scanning through it. His eyes eventually landed on something, and he looked up at me with his large eyes. "Deidara Iwa...?" He asked, looking down at the sheet again.

I nodded in reply, trying to look at the sheet; There was no way this kid was my age.

The red-head smiled, putting the paper back into his bag.

"I'm Sasori Akasuna, It's a pleasure to meet you."

I raised an eyebrow, leaning on one hip.

"You're formal, un..." I muttered, trailing my eyes over the red-head's clothes, once again.
"I am? Oh, I do apologize..." He muttered, shakily pulling out an English dictionary from his bag, skimming through the pages. "Obviously English isn't my first language, So I'm not the best at it..."
"Your English skills are fine, un." I started, pulling the dictionary from the red-head, skimming through the pages myself. "But if you speak like that, people will think that you're weird."

Sasori stared at my uncomfortably, shifting slightly.

"May I have my dictionary back, please?" He asked, holding out his small hand.

I sighed, handing the thick book over to the red-head.

"If you're not confident with your English, You don't have to speak it." I smirked, trying to be nice.
"Przepraszam..." He muttered, looking down at his feet.

I didn't understand what he had just said. If I actually knew that the red-head was Polish, I may of tried learning a few words.

"Deidara!" I heard a voice call. I turned my head, spying my Mother, running up to us. I waved slightly, indicating that I had found Sasori.

Mum smiled at the red-head, pulling his small form into a hug.

"Cześć!" She greeted, smiling.

It seems as if my Mother had plenty of time to brush up on her Polish.

Sasori smiled in reply, returning her greeting.

I stood there awkwardly, watching the pair have a simple conversation in Polish.

"Don't patronize him..." I muttered, reading Sasori's expression. Mum looked surprised, gaping slightly at the red-head.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Am I offending you?" She asked, looking worried.
"Not at all." The red-head replied, holding up his hand.

Mum smiled, picking up Sasori's large suitcase; I was actually surprised she could even pick it up.

"How was your flight?" She asked, indicating that we should walk back to the car.
"Considering it was my first time flying, very good..." Sasori smiled, adjusting his satchel.

First time flying, huh?

"I like your cardigan!" Mum giggled, pointing towards Sasori's hideous clothing.

When a parent compliments your clothing, You know you have to change.

"Dziękuję!" The red-head smiled, actually believing her.

I chuckled underneath my breath, just wanting to get back to Katsu.

So that was a really short chapter...

This fic will get a lot more interesting soon, I'm just trying to introduce all the characters and their traits first.

Translation:

Dziękuję - Thank you.
Cześć - Hello.
Nie - No.
Przepraszam - Sorry.

I have to thank ReEna-Kk for helping me with translations, and Polish words, I wouldn't be anywhere with this story without her^^ So, Thank you ReEna-Kk!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter^^

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