Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Akatsuki or any of the characters/concepts featured. All characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Eight years later…

A deafening bang echoed throughout the mansion as he roughly slammed the door to his room, locking himself in and intending to sulk for a while. He grit his teeth when he heard the faint, annoyed voice of his grandmother from downstairs.

'Sasori Akasuna! Get down here this instant! Don't you dare disobey me young man! You are going to this school and that's final! You only have yourself to blame; ever since the passing of your dear mother and father you've become a spoilt brat! It will straighten you out my boy! Turn you into a proper man!'

The redhead covered his ears with his hands in an attempt to block out the irritating screeching of his grandmother. Senile old bitch. A sly smirk graced his lips. Actually she was more like a parrot; always squawking and never making any sense. He turned and stared out of his bedroom window. The moon shone a brilliant white against the pitch black sky. Sasori's expression relaxed a little; the night sky never failed to take his mind off the old woman.

Ever since the death of his parents he had become the man of the house and that meant he could do as he pleased. Chiyo had no right to make his decisions for him; he was Sasori Akasuna. He was handsome, rich, powerful and he was not going to attend a school with a bunch of repulsive Omegas or - as he liked to call them - peasants.

He sat in the centre of his bed, crossed his arms childishly and howled in desperation, 'I refuse to go! I refuse to mix with them! I refuse to-'

'You're going. End of discussion. In fact, you will start first thing tomorrow! Now come down to dinner! The servants have prepared a feast for you!'

Hearing this, the Alpha frowned; she should have given in by now. He would have to switch tactics.

He tried begging, crying and even threatening to get her to change her mind, all whilst refusing to attend the feast the servants had put on for him. He tried every trick in the book but Chiyo remained as stubborn as ever.

Eventually though, he grew tired of yelling, his voice became hoarse and he began to get hungry. He would have to go to the dining room to eat, much to his chagrin. With a harsh scowl etched into his perfect features he stormed down the stairs and entered the dining room, rudely pushing past a number of servants to reach his seat at the head of the table. He felt like a King sitting there. Actually as far as he was concerned, he was a King. King Akasuna had a rather nice ring to it…

And it was indeed a feast. There were a number of rich, exotic dishes laid out before him and each was presented in an elaborate display and accompanied by the finest silver plates and cutlery. Several candles were placed in between the food in decorative gilt holders, creating a weak light that threw shadows around the room. Royalty itself would be lucky to experience such a thing.

But instead of thanking his grandmother and servants for the meal, Sasori lounged lazily in his chair and helped himself to the food while giving Chiyo a glare that could freeze fire. The woman remained unmoved.

'Sit up straight Sasori. It won't be that bad; some of your friends will also be going. You remember Konan and Zetsu don't you? Itachi and Kakuzu? It will teach you all some manners!'

'They deserve it! I don't!'

'I am not arguing with you Sasori, now eat your food and grow up.'

The redhead recoiled and blinked in surprise. He was so used to getting his own way and wasn't expecting such a blunt response. Nevertheless, he remained quiet for the rest of the evening and continued to scowl at Chiyo from across the table.

'Yo Blondie! My brother from another mother, how's it going?'

Deidara smiled to himself and turned to see his best friend waltz casually into the classroom. His silvery hair was slicked back as usual, his arms were behind his head in a relaxed position and a self-satisfied smirk was on his lips.

'Hey Hidan, hm. It's going alright I guess, and you?'

The albino's smirk widened slightly and he sat in the chair next to the blonde. "Never been better, never been better! Just managed to steal a rather fine lookin' necklace!"

He paused and reached into his pocket, pulling out a rather beautiful charm and holding it up for the blonde to see. Yes, Hidan was a pick pocket but not by choice of course. Omegas had to do what they could to survive so Deidara never judged him for it.

'It's beautiful, hm…'

'I know right! It must be worth a fucking fortune! The bitch will be fucking surprised when she gets home, eh?' he chuckled mischievously and put the jewellery back in his pocket, 'You seen Pein-in-the-ass yet?"

Deidara laughed at Hidan's nickname for their friend. He would never say it to his face though, for fear of being beaten to a bloody pulp.

'You know how he is. He will probably turn up late. Either that, or he's busy flirting with the girls again, hm.'

Hidan nodded and began to fold several paper planes before tossing them across the classroom. He never had been the studying type. The door to the classroom opened and the teacher walked in, closely followed by another student.

Now sometimes it's good to stand out in a crowd, but this kid was a light blue from head to toe. He wore a sheepish smile, revealing rows of sharp angular teeth and had scars on the each side of his face that resembled gills. All in all, he had a very shark-like appearance.

'Sit down Kisame and try not to be late again.' the teacher sighed, turning to the board.

The boy nodded and walked casually to his seat opposite Hidan, obviously not caring about his attendance. He leaned back and placed his feet on top of the table. Deidara and the albino each gave him a nod of acknowledgement which he returned with a toothy grin.

'Now class, I would like your attention please.'

The students turned to face the teacher. Deidara frowned slightly. The blonde could see he was excited about something; normally Mr Yoshida had quite a timid and laid-back approach to his job but today he seemed a little hasty with his words…

'We have the great honour of having some new students join us today and - this is the best part - they're Alphas! Isn't that fantastic?'

The class was plunged into a mortified silence. Alphas? Alphas didn't mix with Omegas. If anything, they avoided them. Hidan was the first to speak up.

'You've got to be fucking kidding me! Why would a bunch of stuck-up bastards want to come here? This is bullshit!'

'Now, now Hidan it is an honour that they have chosen to be a part of our school-'

'Honour, my ass! They're fucking Alphas!' he bellowed, standing up in outrage and knocking over his chair in the process, 'They don't belong here! Let 'em go back to their little castles!'

'Hidan, please! Get back to your seat; they're standing outside as we speak. Do I have to call your father again? You were so upset when you disappointed him last time.'

The zealot paused for a moment before muttering a few choice curse words under his breath and picking up his seat. He then sat down and crossed his arms in silent defiance, his cheeks a little red from both anger and embarrassment.

Yoshida sighed heavily and walked out of the classroom to fetch the new students, wondering why he ever chose this job. He returned a few moments later with a group of young people trailing behind him. They each walked in single file and wore stylish robes that obviously cost a fortune.

The first was a young girl with purple-bluish hair, held in place by a fancy hair clip that resembled a white rose. She had a single lip piercing and was very attractive. Her eyes were closed and she held her head high like a pampered princess. The second was a young man with long dark hair pulled into a pony-tail and deep onyx eyes that gave the impression they were staring into your soul. Unlike the girl however, he did not seem as obnoxious. Instead he settled on giving the class an aloof look.

The third was also a boy who looked to be the oldest and his attire was by far the most expensive looking. He had tan skin and wore a mask that hid his entire face from view, apart from two green eyes that shone brightly like the emeralds embroidered into his clothing. He was closely followed by another boy who was strange to say the least. Half of his skin was white and the other was black. His eyes shone like golden coins and he had short dark green hair.

But it was the final Alpha that caught Deidara's attention. He was a little short for a teenager but it did nothing to ruin his appearance. He had large coffee eyes framed by deep red curls, fine porcelain skin and was currently smirking like he owned the place.

The blonde's jaw dropped slightly and his blue eyes widened. Could it be? After all these years of waiting…

Without thinking, Deidara shot out of his seat and ran towards the redhead with his arms outstretched, grinning like a maniac. He was completely oblivious to the weird looks he was getting from the other students. 'Sasori! It's so nice to see you again, hm! I was wondering if-'

But he was instantly cut off by the Alpha's foot which swiftly collided with his chest. His eyes widened and he staggered back a few meters, more in shock than pain. When he finally succeeded in righting himself he gave the other boy a confused look. The redhead turned his nose up at the Omega and looked at him with mild disgust, as if he was something half-dead that the cat had just dropped on the front porch. Then he said something that brought the blonde's world crashing down around him.

'Don't ever try to do that again, filthy peasant.'

Sasori doesn't remember him! *Gasp*

Once again, I hope you liked it and I had fun writing it. Reviews would be nice, but no flames please.