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Summary: Dirt poor Sakura's whisked off to the nation's most prodigious art school, yeah?

Pairings: DeidaraXSakura

Edited as of March 2009


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There were always times when I saw my whole (and short) life flash before my eyes.

This was one of them.

Door! Open up.

"Open sesame!" I whispered to the door, rattling the knob. No use. It wouldn't even budge an inch for me.

Deidara and Sasori merely watched my useless attempts in opening the door. Sasori looked especially bored.

"Give up yet, Sakura-chan?" smirked Deidara, shooting me another look. I swear, if I ever get out, he's going to get it one day. No one messes with Haruno Sakura. To increase my likelihood of getting out of this room, I didn't answer his question and focused my attention on getting the door to open. My hand slipped into one of the pockets in my jacket. Where was it? Where was it?

Yes! My hand had found it, the thing that could possibly save me. My library card! I knew it would have some use one day, besides being used to check out books. Like they in the movies, I sliced it through the creak between the wall the door and turned…!

It didn't open.

I heard snickers in the back.

"Look what we trapped Sasori, an ugly pink devil. Isn't that funny, yeah?"

My shoulders stiffened. I wasn't ugly.

I mean, sure I was a little fat, but ugly?

How dare he.

Forget exiting quietly through the back door; my pride as a female was on the line. Mind you, I didn't have that much pride to begin with, but hey, at least I was trying to save the little bit I had.

"What did you say, you blond idiot?" I gritted my teeth and turned to face him; I was so close I could smell the clay and my throw-up. Ew.

"So the devil speaks, yeah?" he gave me a smile, and it wasn't a happy looking one too. It was irritating, annoying, and—and stupid!

"Stop fooling around Deidara. We have to leave now if we're going to reach there tonight," spoke Sasori. I stared at him. He seemed to be so…calm and unlike me, who was mad all the time. I silently thanked him. I had enough to worry about without needing a blond to bother me and make fun of me. Even if I had thrown up on his shirt the first time I met him.

Deidara frowned, but backed off away from me. "You got lucky."

Still, I hoped a bruise formed where I smacked him. That ought to teach him a thing or two about lucky. He gave me a hard stare before walking off with hands in his pockets, trailing after Sasori, my savior.

That sounded so nice. I sighed.

Then I just realized.

I was in a room full of food.

Woot!

Maybe this wasn't such a bad day after all.

I glanced towards the kitchen. The smell of food flew in every direction. Were they really going to eat all of this? Nope.

Might as well put it in good use.


I'm sleeping on the floor with nothing to do. The only people I saw, Deidara and Sasori, have both disappeared somewhere else. Is it possible that I'm the only student in the whole campus? I liked the thought. It made me feel more special.

I sat up. I really need to find a way to get into my room. I looked at the room key again. Was it really B235? It might have been a miscalculation…or perhaps it was B236. I walked over to that room and inserted my key inside the keyhole.

Nope. No luck. Why did I even try?

I sighed.

"What to do…what to do…"

After a while, I began to trail my finger along the carpeting of the floor. Then I stopped, realizing how many people stepped on the same floor I was now touching.

"Life is so cruel!!!" I huffed. There were still two days of break left, meaning that I would be alone for two days until someone found me and my room.

I leaned against the cold wall again with my suitcase under my arm. Everything was so different here and everyone was gone. Sasuke, Naruto, Ino, Hinata, and even Shikamaru were so far away now.

Stupid parents, forcing me to come here.

Then there was that stupid Deidara. It wasn't my fault I threw up; it was painful enough without him having to yell at me.

I hated it here. Can't I just go home?

For that night, I slept on the floor, using my suitcase as a pillow. I had nothing to use as a blanket.

Not much happened the next day or the next. (I had grabbed extras from the cafeteria so I was able to survive for a few more days. I could use the public restrooms for other needs.) I didn't see Deidara or Sasori, which was a good thing. I didn't need any more of that idiot breathing my air. I did hope to see Sasori, but that was a negative as well.

However, on the last day of break, while I was heading to the girl's shower, I was unfortunate enough to spot Deidara again. He was certainly a clay idiot. In his right hand was a clay bird. In his left was a plastic knife, probably used to crave the clay to look like a bird. I could never remember what the knife was called.

I tried to sneak away into the bushes, seeing how he was so annoying and all.

Luck was never on my side of course.

"You again?" He nearly dropped his clay creation when he spotted me. Too bad. It would have been really funny if that happened. I still remember how angry my art teacher got when someone squished her clay house she was showing to the class. Bummer. That kid got detention for a long time and it wasn't just sitting around in desks either. The kid had to wash all the art supplies after class.

"Yes, I'm still alive," I frowned. "What do you want?"

My eyes darted to the girl's shower. If I could make it there…even he couldn't follow me there.

"You're still here?" he raised an eyebrow.

I took a few steps towards the shower room, trying to make it look like I was making a point. Really, I was, but at the same time, I was trying to make my escape. "Excuse me, I'm really attending this school, you know?"

"They seriously let a manic in here?"

"Yes, I'm seeing one right in front of me," I scoffed. He crossed his arms and allowed a frown to appear on his face. I followed suit, except the clothes in my arms prevented me from mimicking him entirely. Then I realized it was time for my escape. I loosened my arms and ran.

"Get back here!"

I would have turned back, but I wasn't born yesterday, you know?

"Isn't your room B235, yeah?"

I froze. How did he know that? Stalker! I turned back to face him.

He held up a silver key with a tag attached to it, "Dropped it?"

I shook my fist and walked back.

Mission failed.

"Give it back," I held my hand out, but I received no key.

He was still examining in carefully, trying to look like he was concentrating. He looked towards me and gave me an amusing smile. Even his eyes were mocking me at that point.

"What?"

"You don't know where your room is, correct?"

Gasp. Could he read minds or something?

"N-No, I found it," I said. Curses, I stumbled on the first word. I hope he didn't hear that.

He fished something out of his pocket, "Well, look at this."

It was a key to B111.

That was weird. We should have seen each other then, if we were at the same building. It had to happen at least once, right? From what I remembered, B111 should have been on the first level.

"You do know that there are four B buildings here right? One for each class level."

My eyes widened and my heart almost stopped beating.

"F-Four buildings?" My face turned like I had just swallowed a lemon.

"Yeah." He tossed the key back to me. It hit me in the arm and fell to the ground. I picked it up clumsily.

I didn't respond.

Four B buildings huh.

Four.

Four.

I slept outside for two days because I walked into the wrong building.

Four.

I laughed.

"You okay, yeah?"

My glare was strong enough for him to get the message and back off.

"Go away." I plopped down to the ground and sighed. That was stupid. How was I going to survive here without any friends?My old friends were probably having fun without me. At this time, we would have been playing at the Uchiha's house for the annual summer party. I looked up towards the sky. I hoped at least they were having fun.

Then I remembered that something was still bothering me.

Shoot. Where was the B building I was suppose to go to?

I bolted up. I had to find Deidara!

"Idiot!" I called out instantly.

"I'm standing next to you, yeah?"

True, he was standing at the left of me with an annoyed face. I probably didn't have to yell so loud.

"I was wondering when this girl was going to figure out she didn't know where to go." He laughed.

I looked away and tried to save the rest of my dignity, if I had anymore.

"Let's go already. We—at least I—don't have all day to be fooling around," he looked at me. "Do you have any questions as well? I might as well answer them."

We started walking.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"I didn't mean any questions related to the school, not me," he said.

I frowned.

"I'll answer one of your questions if you answer that one," I persisted. He didn't answer for a while and I began to think he never would.

"I came here because I was interested in clay. Also…" he looked away to the distance for a while, "my family was here too."

"I see," I said, trying to sound polite. I hoped it was working.

"So, my turn to ask a question, yeah?"

I nodded. He was probably going to ask me the same question anyway.

"What do you like to eat?"

I squinted. That was random. We continued to walk, entering a silver and blue building.

"Anything that's sweet I guess," I shrugged. That was a weird question. I was glad that we were already there; no more weird questions.

"I live just below you, unfortunately," he shook his head, "but if you need help, don't hesitate to call, yeah?"

Like I was going to need help. I rolled my eyes.