AN: Another one of the shots I promise to write a companion for. Whoa, they're piling up, damn.

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Because really, if you want to find a bride try being a host!

"At last, I get to go home now!" Sakura announced after throwing then emptying the garbage can. In the silence of the back of the school, the pinkette didn't expect a voice to answer her.

"Good work"

The rosette turned to find her not-crush bipolar club seatmate. Beryl eyes stared into his exposed blue eyes conveying something like; 'Why are you here?' And apparently he got the hint since he decided to talk.

"I need to talk to you, un" Deidara answered loosening his school tie and putting his hair on a ponytail.

'Wow, it's so shiny. I bet it's soft too' Inner Sakura drooled, longing to touch it.

Inwardly shaking her head, Sakura turned away and began to walk to the path towards her apartment. So what if he had nice hair?

"I don't have anything to say to you!"

Not minding that the person he wanted to speak had turned away from him, Deidara spoke.

"Before you leave, why didn't you tell your friends that I'm a part time host, un?" The blonde male asked raising a golden eyebrow. Because really, he had expected to be mauled by girls earlier that day, get mauled and get kicked out of the school.

The beryl eyed 16 year old turned to her senior not-crush club seatmate and raised a pink eyebrow in return.

"Hm?" She hummed because she did not know why, herself.

"No matter. Just want to drop by and say thanks, un" Deidara grinned showing his pearly whites. Shiny hair and shiny teeth, whoa, just whoa.

Sakura was intrigued.

"Why are you working as host anyway?" She asked trying to satisfy her curiosity.

Playing with the leaf he had plucked out of the branch of the tree he was resting under, the blonde senior answered.

"Well un, my parent's are dead and none of my relatives want to take me in. I'm too much of a trouble maker for them. Simple reason really, un" He delivered his short speak so nonchalantly that Sakura had taken a while to process what he had just said.

'Well, not only that you're a trouble maker AND pervert' the pinkette thought as she remember the locker room incident. Then her eyes widened.

'W-wait. His parents are dead! So he's forced to work as a host to support his self!' Sakura thought feeling sympathy for her not-crush senior.

Aqua blue eyes caught sea foam green.

"I never wanted to be a host, un"

Beryl eyes widen as she marched in front of her senior.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier! I was thinking of weird things and reasons why a male should be a host! I was-" her rant was cut off when she heard the young male in front of her chortle.

"You…you actually believed that?" Deidara shouted between his laughs.

"Y-you lied? You lied!" Sakura started out surprised and unbelieving before being appalled and insulted.

Deidara continued laughing thinking how naïve this girl was. She actually believed that spur-of-a-moment story?

With tremendous force, Sakura's leather school bag came in contact with Deidara's head.

"Im sorry, un! I didn't think you'd actually believe that shit, un" the blonde said rubbing the sore spot in his head. That's gonna have a bump, damn. What did she had in there?

Deidara glanced at his kouhai and saw her wiping away tears that fell from the corner of her eyes.

"I'm going home" Sakura stated, she was not in the mood to deal with this and him.

"Hey, un! Don't be like that! I'm sorry really, but it's so fun to mess with you, un. You interest me"

Sakura stilled.

"You're pretty, un. Intelligent too according to my sources, you may look petite but damn you could sure pack a punch, un. Fiery yet gentle, just how I want my woman, un"

'H-his woman?' Sakura seethed inwardly.

"I think I'm in love with you, un" Deidara said softly, every bit of the romantic in Sakura squealed but her practical side promptly fumed even more. The wind blew as Sakura faced him.

The wind blew harder when Sakura's fist met his cheek.

"Quit messing with me! How many times did you us that to the women you entertain as a host, huh? I won't be fooled twice you know! I'm not stupid! And I'll never ever, absolutely never like a liar, cheater and a pretender like you!"

Deidara watched as her figure disappeared when she turned around the corner as he cradled his bruised cheek. Smiling ( "Ow, damn it hurts un") as he used his other hand to dial the number of his personal assistant.

"Moshi, moshi Deidara-sama?" the voice from the other line tried to confirm.

"It's me un. I think I've found my bride"

Smirking, Deidara stood up and dusted off his pants and thought about his future bride.

''Never ever, absolutely never' huh? We'll see, un'

POST NOTES: Sakura is so out of character here, at least out of the character I usually made her as. Sigh. Review!