I strolled casually along the sidewalk, whistling. No, not really. I attempted skipping, tripped, and screeched curse words, effectively startling a small child.

So, I was walking when I heard,

"Akira!"

"Akira!"

You could not begin to fathom my sheer annoyance at this elusive character. Why on earth did she not see fit to answer?

"Suzuki!"

Well….I'm guessing there aren't a lot of Akira Suzuki's in Konoha.

I twirled around, only to be met by the sight of Deidara in a very pleasing way. No, not shirtless or covered with whip cream.

Strands of his banana-yellow hair stuck to his forehead or hung haphazardly around his face. In short, he looked like a mess. It was more what he was doing that struck me as amusing. The poor boy was sprinting along the cement, his heart probably pounding as loudly as his feet against the cement.

A multitude of girls ran along behind him, shrieking, squealing, and giggling. It would have been funny had there not been such a scary aura around them. See, these girls, dubbed "fan-girls", were vicious. Nearly all of them took my eyes' virginity with their scant apparel.

Yes, I was scared. Me, Akira Suzuki, the girl who bit off a gummy-bear's head, was terrified of these alien creatures. Sorry Blondie, but you're on your own.

"Suzuki! Help, un !"

He ended with a shrill note and darted behind me.

"Come on, Suzuki, un. I'll….I'll….give you a hug, un."

I growled. Really? All I wanted to do was get the ramen and go, but no. I end up with a wonderful IDIOT often named as Deidara. But really, he's an idiot.

"No thanks, Blondie. As tempting as that offer is, I'll pass."

"WHAT? I'll willingly give you a hug. It'll probably be the last, even slightly intimate, touch you'll get from a male, un!"

Insulting me and wanting help. Not a good idea, Blondie.

I stayed silent, about to calmly leave the scene. I was prevented. By Deidara. Specifically, Deidara's lips. Yes, the boy jumped on top of me, so that my back was flat against the pavement.

In short, it was magical. Never thought my first kiss would be taken by an idiotic blonde running from fan-girls. Well…I am unpredictable.

If you know that much about me, it's not surprising when I finally reacted.

I kissed back.

The fan-girls eventually left, grumbling and plotting my downfall.

For now, I was content with the cherry-flavored taste in my mouth.

He got off of me, smirking.

"Deidara-1. Akira-1."

Hey!

So here's the next chapter of Deidara vs. Akira! As I said, the fan-girls made an appearance.

Alright, review and I'll keep writing this story!

-The Author.