Right, haha! Hey there once more... It's nice to see you again, I'm glad that you've continued to read up to chapter four! I have began to write out my summary-notes for each chapter on my phone, so I dont just follow a major plot line and have some possible sub-plots! So with that, let us begin!

My Knight

First day of school, Monday... Deidara hated it, he hated Mondays with a passion. He was one of those teenage boys that found it fun to annoy those younger than him, his most recent victim being a Year Eleven named Gaara. And that is something for his first day.

"Seriously?" Itachi asked, annoyed at Deidara as he dragged him away from Gaara. "It's the first day and you've already made a reputation for yourself... As a prick." He muttered, rolling his eyes as Deidara whined and tried to get loose from his grip.

"It's not my fault! That kid is really annoying, he's just so... Weird!" Deidara muttered back, sighing. Itachi stopped moving and released Deidara's collar. Itachi turned and stared into Deidara's eyes, bore into them, cold.

"Keep your head down, study and ace your exams." Itachi spoke, his voice monotone. Deidara gulped, noticing the deep and dark bags under his eyes. Lack of sleep. Nodding shortly afterwards, Itachi moved away and leaned against the wall. Crossing his arms, he closed his eyes and relaxed slightly. Deidara smiled softly and leaned next to him. A few silent moments passed, their eyes closed, relaxed and calm. Immediately, Itachi tensed as Deidara was lifted off of his feet, both their eyes bursting open to see the pink-haired girl before them. Deidara squirmed and smirked shortly afterwards at the girl.

"What do you want, woman?" He asked impolitely, laughing after. The girls eyes were narrowed, anger flowing through them as she pulled back her fist. Swinging it forward, towards the blonde, Deidara flinched, his head looking to his left, bracing for the pain. But nothing came. His eyes opened softly, to find him up against the wall, the red hair that intrigued him standing infront of him, protecting him. Sasori's face stung as he looked right, holding his body up to hold Deidara behind him, even the pink-haired girl was confused on how their position had suddenly changed. Sasori blinked and shook his head, his hand covering his cheek, where he had been hit and he turned, glaring at Sakura. "S-Sasori! I-" Deidara begun before Sasori turned his head to him, his eyes staring darkly, a coldness filling him, freezing him. Sasori turned his attention back to Sakura, his own fists clenching.

"You better be happy that you're a girl... Now. Fuck. Off." Sasori shouted, his own nails digging into his skin, scratching it, possibly drawing blood. Sakura stood, transfixed for a few seconds, in fear before dashing out of Sasori's sight, her fists clenched, her eyes closed and Sasori's face stinging in her mind. Deidara looked up at Sasori as he turned round, both hands on the wall behind him. Sasori leaned forward, a smirk covering his face as his mouth neared Deidara's ear. Deidara's eyes widened, his hands holding himself up against the wall as Sasori's breath tickled his sensitive pale skin. Chuckling darkly, Sasori breath gently caressed Deidara's bare neck. "Are you okay, princess?" Sasori spoke, moving away, his eyes looking at Itachi as he moved away and leant against the wall opposite Deidara. He demeanour, stoic, emotionless as Deidara's face flushed and he grew flustered. Eyebrows narrowing, Deidara crossed his arms childishly and glared at Sasori.

"I am NOT your princess!" Deidara exclaimed, throwing his arms dramatically in the air, a smirk flashed across Sasori's face and Itachi coughed softly.

"When did I say you was my princess? I just merely mentioned the word." Sasori replied, rolling his eyes as Deidara frozen once more and grunted.

"Well, I could've saved myself!" Deidara muttered, crossing his arms again. Sasori shook his head softly and smiled. Itachi grabbed Deidara's shoulder, Deidara's attention returning to Itachi for a mere second before glancing back at the now empty space, where Sasori had been standing, where the red hair that intrigued him, the brown eyes that pulled him in and the boy that he couldn't figure out was once there, staring into his own eyes. Possibly seeking someting.

Oh, Im SO sorry guys! I was supposed to upload thois ages ago but I only got half way down the page and gave up until today where I finally decided to get off my fat ass and do some writing! Now, here's my excuse for my laziness, the one that is over-used and TOTALLY overrated! I was too busy at school, yeah I know, this excuse sucks, but it's true! This year is the start of GCSE's and I kept forgetting to come online and do it, as-well-as being incredibly busy making props for my groups cosplays and getting rid off some, and of course meeting up with Gothicxloli XD Well, this is a long after-thing, but, I thank all those who waited and all those that favoured and reviewed as it helped me get off my fat ass and continue this story, after plotting somethings out! Haha, anyway, I'll try and update soon, hopefully next week! Bye bye, until next time! x