'Hey boys and girls - I've got a big news for you - TomoChi hasn't died yet! And to prove you that, she has written a brand new chapter of High School
Days in girl's skirt (In girl's skirt) - just for you!'
I'm very sorry, that I'm posting next chapter after such a long time - half year, was it? - and that this chapter is kinda short. I guess I didn't have to drink writer's block juice with school work ice-cream and lazyness syrup. So then, I don't know when I will post the next chapter, so just enjoy this one, okay? Probably the next one will come in while, probably not. I'm not sure about it myself, hurrr~
The disclaimery disclaimer - Nu-uh, don't own a single thing ;D
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"Hmm... There's still something missing…" Itachi was thinking rather loudly.
"Indeed. Maybe we just have to change his haircut?" Itachi's blue friend suggested.
Itachi nodded. That's the thing, which was missing. Hair.
Deidara was still standing in changing room, but something was different. What, would you ask? It was his clothes. The blonde wasn't wearing his beloved grey shirt and his black jeans like he should be, so it didn't make him feel very comfortable. Well, in his situation, no guy, who has pride of his gender, would.
'Okay, I get the part, when Itachi told me that I have to look like girl. I understand why he took that black-pink striped t-shirt and that small, black, knitted jacket with those annoying hot- pink laces at the end of sleeve, since yeah – I have to look girlier.. I can understand why he took black armbands (probably to hide my hand-mouths and to make it match with the shirt). But why the hell am I wearing jeans-like skirt with frilly underskirt and knee-high socks?'
"Itachi-san, what do you think about this?" Kisame, who was holding a big magazine which was full of many colorful pictures, asked.
"This? No... No, no, no. This isn't the thing. I think this will be better." Uchiha said when he pointed at some random picture.
"No, it's too dark. It would look good for you, but not for Deidara-san."
Uchiha frowned "You think so, huh? Well then... How about this?"
"Whaddaya need, ya bunch of little freaks?" Some person came closer. She wasn't one to call others a freak, thank goodness she was wearing her job's uniform, so mushrooms know, how would she look without it.
"I'm not quite happy, if some teenagers are just standing here and stealing my breathing space, so get out or either nicely tell me how to cut your damn hair, got that?" The hawk-eye girl continued in the same manner.
"Is that how you talk to the Uchiha Itachi, hm, Anko-san?" Sharingan user was asking calmly, while he let his hand slide through his beautiful, long raven hair, which would be a shame to cut. Kisame only 'tsk-ed'. 'That show-off...'
Anko widened her eyes in surprise. "Uchiha, is it? My apologies for being so rude. So, what can I do for ya? You can trust me with cutting and coloring – I've been doing it since I was thirteen, so I'm pretty good with this stuff," Anko gestured her hand to her purple hair, which indeed was looking good.
Itachi smiled and asked Anko to come closer, so Deidara didn't hear a single thing what did he say to the purplelady.
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"See you, Deidara! No worries, you look good! I would fall for you, if I didn't know that you're a guy!" The fish man waved and got going on the opposite direction blonde had to. Itachi 'hn'ed second time that day and walked away with Kisame.
Deidara sighed as he made his way to the bus stop. This day was one big disaster. Shopping by itself was troublesome, but because of Anko's visit, it became shittiest day in his life. While he was reaching his target, the blond looked to his purchases. Skirts, tops, T-shirts with prints of famous idols, many accessories, and yes, it looked really girly, that's why Deidara started to be afraid of some things.
'Oh dear Lord, what if I'll start to like these things? Maybe then, when the month will be over, I'll continue wearing these clothes, and if people in my school discovers, that I'm actually a boy, then they will think, that I'm a fag, and then, yeah, who wouldn't think like that? And then I would start to dress normally, but the girls would start to annoy me and they would be like 'OMG liek Daidara kuhn, we want ya back in yah smexaah clothing!!oneone!' and... Oh dear Lord, I can imagine it too well…And I should stop talking to myself, yeah.'
The boy finally decided, that he hasn't got any time to worry about his future and he remember the saying, which was said by his mother – "If something happens, then it happens for better tomorrow". Then, at last (!), the bus stop was reached and that was the place, where he stopped and dropped the bags of clothes.
'At least that's over…' The make-overed boy thought when he glanced at these so famous paper bags and waited for a bus to get to his apartment, since he didn't want to go three or four miles by walking.
It felt like ages, when the bus came. Deidara took out his little, shabby wallet and came inside it.
"Oh, pretty girl, it won't be enough for you to ride this bus," the bus driver said taking a look to Deidara and some ryo coins, which were given to driver.
"How come? Pff, okay, how much do I have to pay in addition?"
"Twice as this."
Deidara blinked. He didn't expect Konoha's buses to be so expensive. 'Okay, now I understand, why Fire country is this rich…' The boy shrugged his shoulders and looked inside his wallet.
"Oh-oooh."
'Shit, I don't have enough money. I shouldn't have spent it for those Hello-Kitty hair clips... What can I do now?'
The "Oh pretty girl" kept flashbacking in Deidara's mind, which led him to a strategy, '..Hn. I look so much like a girl? Well, maybe I can use this situation…'
"Urm, Driver-sama, I don't have enough money, but I really have to get to home… Can you let me in for this drive? I promise – further I'll be good girl, it's only for this time"
Well, who would know, that owner of manliest voice in the world could make such a girly voice, which actually sounded like a girl's voice.
In addition for this voice, Deidara made the I'll-give-it-to-you-baby-,-just-let-me-ride-the-bus look and looked at the driver.
"Sorry, I can't let you pass. Walk to your home by your legs."
'… Is he gay or something? I bet he's not straight, if he refuses to such a pretty girl. That ass…'
"Stop making that big fuss, I'll just pay for her."
"Eh?" Deidara turned to see the talker, who put money for Deidara's ride. "Who--, no, I mean – what, why?"
"Because I might like you. And now – take a seat over there, next to those puppets."
"Y... you shouldn't have done it, whateveryournameis -san."
The shorter boy murmured, "Akasuna Sasori."
"… Yeah, Akasuna Sasori-san. Just because I spent that much money on things I don't really need, you have to spend it on me, yeah…"
The owner of brown eyes seemed not to listen to Deidara's apologizing, but then he suddenly came back to life and looked at Deidara with so intense stare, that the poor blond had to look away Sasori, because his look was too… powerful?
"Without those clips I wouldn't really pay for you. These are one of little things, that make girls cute and all, you know. And what do you think I would do – let a girl wonder all alone such late at night?"
When Deidara was hearing Sasori's excuse, he started to giggle like a girl (seemed like he was already used to his character).
The redhead noticed that and added quickly, "But don't think that I'm all in lovey-dovey with you or that I want you to redeem the bus ticket with your body, that it's love from the first sight or other sick shit like that. I only needed a company on my way home, that's all. Don't get it wrong."
"Well, well, who knows, I didn't even think of that kind of possibilities. Looks like someone has unfulfilled desires, yeah!"
"It's not like that!" Sasori's voice sounded rather defensive.
"Yeah, yeah, really. Only a sick pervert like you would carry around his friends, which are probably made of rubber."
The shorter teen opened his mouth to say some excuse, but this mystical, blond girl had taken away all his words. 'Pervert? Inflatable friends? Oh, god, I've never seen or talked to a girl like this!'
"You know, if I would want to, I could get in my bed any kind of girl, even you if I wanted to! And you know what? You wouldn't even regret it! You would even come to me with your knees bent and you eyes full of lust, asking me to take you away to some other place with much more privacy!"
As Deidara covered his mouth, he started to laugh (he heard somewhere, that girls cover their mouths when they laugh and that it's very girly).
'Well that would be reeeaaally hard for him.'
"S... Seriously! I could! I… Oh god, why am I even telling you this?"
"Because," Deidara started very formally but he didn't continue it like this, because he saw the window, "… because this is my stop. It was nice to sit next to creepy-doll guy!"
"Wait, what?"
"Bye-bye, have a nice evening with your Barbies!"
And with those beautiful, heart touching words, the blond disappeared from Sasori's sight.
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And this is what I leave you with as well!