Hidan yawned as he trudged into the Dining Area for Breakfast. He hated school mornings; they were the worst part of school.
'Well, good morning sunshine,' greeted Deidara as Hidan sat down at the table with a bowl of cereal.
Deidara, himself, looked tired and his skin was slightly blotchy.
'I say that back, but I'd hate to have sunshine like you,' said Hidan, which earned him a punch in the arm.
'I hate mornings,' mumbled Hidan.
'Right back at you,' said Deidara.
Eventually the dining area filled up until it was bursting with students complaining about morning, school and subjects. The bell rang, alerting students that classes were starting. Groans echoed throughout the area as students went to their assigned classes.
Art Class
Deidara sat down next to Itachi who was, again, painting his fingernails.
'Hey Itachi. How are you?' greeted Deidara.
'Good,' replied Itachi.
Deidara had already realized that Itachi was not the most social person, but it still annoyed him that Itachi only replied in short sentences, if sentences at all.
'Now, today we will be finishing our paintings of 'what inspires you'. If you cannot finish them now, you finish them after classes. Deidara! Are you listening to me?' shouted the art teacher.
Deidara looked up. 'Huh?'
'I see you'll be getting A's in English for sure,' sneered the teacher.
'What?'
The teacher rolled her eyes and went back to explaining whatever she was explaining.
Deidara gave her the finger when her back was turned. Giggles rippled around the room. The teacher snapped her head to Deidara and glared.
'What are you waiting for Deidara? Hurry up and paint!' she said, clearly upset.
Deidara rolled his eyes and began painting. He looked over at Itachi's painting. He was curious as to what inspired the emotionless boy. On Itachi's paper was…was nothing.
'Hey Itachi, what is yours supposed to be?' asked Deidara.
'Nothing,' was the short reply.
'So, nothing inspires you, un?'
Itachi nodded. Now Deidara was getting annoyed.
'You know, un, you're not very not good company, yeah,' snapped Deidara.
Itachi continued painting his fingernails. Deidara sighed. At least Math was next, there was better company there.
Math Class A
Hidan walked into Math with an extra bounce in his step. He had just been in religion and loved every minute of it. Not the teacher of course, he was a total dick. Didn't have a clue what he was talking about.
Hidan looked around and found Kakuzu sitting at the same table as yesterday, reading the same book as well. Hidan sat down in the chair next to him.
'Hey Kakuzu, how's it goin'?' said Hidan.
'Fine,' replied Kakuzu.
Hidan waited for an elaboration but finding none shrugged it off and continued.
'Well, I'm alright. I mean I just had religion y'know. I like religion but the teacher has no clue. Seriously, it's like he'd have no idea if it was standing right in front of him. But anyway we have got this huge project. A project already! Come on! Seriously,' said Hidan.
Kakuzu just nodded as the silver-haired boy jabbered away at nothing in particular.
'Oh and the kid who sits in front of me has some sort of gas problem. Seriously I'd hate to be partnered with him in science. Be dead in five seconds,' he continued.
The teacher ran into the classroom. 'Sorry I'm late. Oh Hidan, is Hidan here?'
Hidan raised his hand.
'You're wanted in the principal's office,' said the teacher.
A chorus of 'ooh' went up in the class.
'What have you done now Hidan?'
'Ooh, big trouble Hidan.'
'Off to the chopping block on your second day. Record!'
Hidan raised his arms in triumph as the teacher tried to calm down the classroom.
Once he was out of the classroom, Hidan's face fell. What had he done now? He couldn't remember doing anything too bad lately. Unless…What was the date today?
Hidan reached the principal's office and met the receptionist. She put on a fake smile.
'Oh Hidan, you got a telephone call. Here I'll put you on,' she said, handing Hidan the phone.
Hidan took the phone and smiled. He knew who this was. And he did not want to talk to them.
'Hello Mom.'
Math Class B
'And by taking over the one and rounding off, the answer is 23. Any questions?'
'Yeah, I got one. When are we ever going to need this?'
'Well if you are an accountant or a-'
'Does it look like anyone here is going to be an accountant?'
'Ah…Deidara, stop it! I will give you a detention if you misbehave,' snapped the teacher.
Deidara shrugged and went back to talking with Sasori. Sasori wasn't much of a talker but he listened a lot. You could tell when he was listening, which was more than what you could say for Itachi.
'So anyway, as I was saying, yeah. Last year I had to do some sort of extra-curricular activity so I had to ask Kisame, who is a sport nut, yeah. And, un, I conned Hidan into joining, so we like all ended up on the baseball team. Then me and Hidan were banned from the baseball team. They said it was because of our unacceptable behavior but they just didn't want to admit that we sucked,' Deidara went on.
'So, were you forced to join another team?' asked Sasori.
'Yep. So then they put us on the long distance running squad. 'Cept this squad only ran for fun, so you didn't need skill. So, we just walked the whole course. Sometimes we'd take food and sit down during the race and eat. We even came first once,' said Deidara.
'Really?' said Sasori.
'In the next race, yeah. We got detention and had to send the trophies back and make a formal apology,' Deidara chuckled at the memory.
'You and Hidan must be great friends,' said Sasori.
'Un, he's fun. You might have seen him, yeah. He's got like white hair slicked back with like a ton of gel, yeah,' said Deidara.
'I think I've seen him before. He wears that religious necklace,' said Sasori.
'Yeah, that's him, un. Oh, yeah, this Friday, me and a bunch of friends are going clubbing. Wanna come?' asked Deidara.
'Aren't we too young to go clubbing?'
'Yeah, but management knows us. They'll let us in, yeah. So, you wanna come?'
'Yeah, ok.'
Phew! That took too long to write. I've been way too lazy. Tell me what you think. Ideas on pairings would be helpful.