Great. A 3 week suspension lay ahead of me, 3 weeks with nothing to do and nothing to pass the time. And why was this happening to me? Because I had stupidly decided to stick up for a boy I knew nothing about, and for all I knew might as well currently be out having the time of his life.

I instantly regretted thinking that, as it was obvious Deidara had just as many friends outside as he had inside of school, which was to date, none. The poor kid was probably wallowing in sorrow missing his one day lunch buddy at the moment. Who was also thinking about him. Damn.

I flopped onto my scrappy single bed, my arms hanging to the floor on either side of me. I glanced out the window of my tiny apartment, the sounds of traffic whizzing past 6 stories below me.

Suddenly my phone rang, the piercing tune making me jump and fall off my bed. I groped for my phone and pressed the 'talk' button a moment before my ring tone was due to end.

"Hello?" I said, relieved at having caught my phone in time.

"Um, hi, does Hidan live here…? It's Deidara…hmm…" replied the familiar hushed voice of the blonde teenager I had been thinking about.

"Yes, this is Hidan, how the hell did you get my number?" I frowned back, slightly confused as to how he had found me.

"Uh… I looked you up the phone book… sorry…" I heard him whisper, seeming to draw the phone away from his mouth towards the end.

Well, that was creepy. What a stalker.

"I see."

"Um, listen, do you want to… oh, go out for… ice-cream tomorrow?" Deidara asked, his voice detached and uncomfortable in reply to my unfriendly tone. I heard him curse, and mumble something about 'stupid' and 'ice-cream, huh', but by then the phone was too far away from him for me to hear properly.

"Like… a date?" I replied, smacking my head as I realized what I'd just said. Now it was my turn to move the phone away from my mouth, and hiss a string of explicit words through my teeth.

"Yeah, like a date!" Deidara said eagerly, oblivious to the meaning behind the way I had said it.

And what meaning was there. It wasn't as if Deidara were some filthy woman for me to invite out and wear like a handbag. Of course I had meant the words in the meaning friends use so casually every day. Of course I had…

"Where do you want to meet then?" I replied coldly, running my fingers through my silver hair.

"Outside the shopping mall, hmm?" Deidara piped back. "What about 10 in the morning?"

"…okay. I'll see you at 10 tomorrow morning then. Night." I grumbled, hanging up before he had a chance to return my goodbye.

So I had just been invited out by Deidara. Jesus, imagine what Kakuzu would say if he knew I was going to get ice-cream with the biggest loser in school. Better not let him know then.