Author's Note: So then this next chappie is now in session. As for the oompa loompas…*shifty eyes* I'm hiding. Deidara's training sessions can only go so far man. And Sakura is dealing with the plot bunny as we speak…T.T we just can't take all this pressure! (Sakura! Call Sasuke and Naruto, we need all the help we can get!) Here we go…chapter beginning. And three, two, one…now.
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah I own nothing! These folks are under copy-write restrictions. Dei-dei-chan is quite happy in the hiding place Saku and I picked out for him xD.
Chapter Seven: The Evolution of He-She
There was the sound of an engine roaring as the girls of the baby winger dorm, hurried to the window curiously. For once Karin was not getting into a fight with anybody. In fact her presence was currently quite tolerable. She had her own posse to socialize with anyway. Sakura was the only one not at the window, lying on her back with her shapely legs crossed, evaluating The Divine Comedy. "He's absolutely wicked." a student from England commented with a squeal. "Do you think he's intelligent?" Kin asked. "Who cares he's got a motorcycle." Ino commented. Emerald eyes rolled. "It doesn't look like any brand of motorcycles I've ever seen." Ten-ten drawled. "It's a cool one though I'll give him that." she added.
"Pay no attention to him at all. He bad news." the busy pinkette called flatly not looking away from her book, twirling a pencil between her slender fingers. "You're such a child Sakura. One would think you never hit puberty yet. Which would explain a lot." Karin scoffed at her with disdain. "Hmmm, he's no Sasuke-kun…but he's got charisma. Totally date-able." she grinned out the window. Sakura made a mimicking face. "Look at those moves!" Kin gaped. "He's showing off. Stop paying him so much attention, he knows your looking." Sakura said. "He's so reckless." Ten-ten commented. "He'll probably get his ass run over one of these days."
Sakura scoffed. "One can only dream." she sighed. Karin wasn't paying any attention to the other girls. "Well." she said. "I call dibs."
Ino shot her a look. "Excuse me? 'Dibs' doesn't work for human beings. You can call whatever you want, but if he asks someone else out, too bad so sad. Besides, he's a big winger, he'd never even look at us let alone you." She snapped waspishly. Karin glared. "Besides, if he did ask me out, it's gonna take a lot more than 'dibs' to stop me from accepting." she added. Sakura made a huff. "He is… s-sort of handsome, Sakura-chan." Hinata shrugged shyly, twiddling her fingers. Sakura felt betrayed. Not little Hina too. "Forget it Hina! You don't stand a chance." Karin raised a brow at her, mockingly. Hinata cast her eyes down. "I don't mean I like him like-"
"What Hinata is trying to say is that the only who seriously wants a chance anyway Karin is you." Sakura dropped the book to her side. "Face it, you're just drooling. You're an obsessive fan-girl. I can smell it on you." she curled her upper lip. "I am not a fan girl!!" Karin bellowed in outrage. Ino and Ten-ten laughed loudly together. "You are so too a fan-girl." Ten-ten said between giggles. "Am not!!" the red-head screeched. They simply continued to laugh and ignored her. "H-hey Saki..ehehehe!" Ten-ten began. She grabbed the pinkette's discarded black hoodie and cut out a uchiha fan from one of Ino's doodles. "Che-check it out. This is Karin last year. No joke." she pinned the fan onto the back of the hoodie. "Oh Sasuke-kun. I love you sooo much! Muahomomom!" she buried her face into the black fabric and stopped to inhale creepily and exhale. Sakura stared incredulously at the red-haired girl. "She…huh!?" the rosette was severely disturbed. Karin folded her arms and huffed. "Yup. She totally stole Sasuke's sweaty gym shirt from his locker somehow…you'll never believe how much Ino and I freaked out." Ten-ten chuckled.
"Hmph!" Karin stomped back to the window. "Sasuke found out about it after a week of dating her…that was the las-s-st straw! AHAHAHAHA!!! You should have seen his face!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" the bun-haired girl whooped it up. "…He dated her?" Sakura raised a brow. "Yeah…but I think the experience traumatized him, cause he's never dated anybody ever again." Ten-ten answered. All of the girls 'eeped!' suddenly and ducked. Sakura and Ten-ten both rolled their eyes at the spectacle. Hinata was back to her laptop studying intently. Well at least she wasn't drooling. "Hey yall." Sabuku no Temari greeted jokingly as she entered the room. Temari was a junior like Ten-ten and Shikamaru. Great girl. A tom boy like Ten-ten, but as bossy as Ino. An intimidating combo for most men. "Um…what are we looking at?" she asked curiously, leaning over the other girls. "Nothing special." Sakura scoffed. "Ah I see." Temari chuckled upon noticing.
"Stop drooling over big wingers, sheesh, they're all ass-wipes and don't you forget it." the sandy blonde advised. "Here, here." Sakura grinned smugly. At least somebody agreed with her. "I'd still tap that though." she added. Sakura then smacked a hand to her forehead in frustration. "Hey Sakura…" Ino grinned wickedly at the rosette. "..What?" she asked apprehensively. "How about you go down there and thank him personally for…you know what?" she winked. The other girls stared at the nervous green-eyed girl. "No…I don't wanna." she pouted in response. "Now's better than any other time. Unless you want to go back to the university dorms." the blonde reminded her. She cringed. "Maybe I just wont say thank you at all how about that?" her pink locks swung over her shoulder as she looked away and stuck up her nose. "If we have an Akatsuki trying to fuck with our lives it will be your fault. Thank him or I'll tell Sasori, that you said he promised to go out with me." the crafty blonde smirked.
Sakura gaped. "You wouldn't dare…" she growled.
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The wind whipped the uncovered blonde strands of the biker's hair about wildly as the artist smirked beneath his helmet. These little girls at the high school dorms were always so quick to run to the windows whenever they heard a motorcycle engine. The blonde artist was perfectly aware of his new admirers. Just to humor them he had performed a few tricks. They thought he couldn't see them. It made him scoff. So naïve. He chuckled to himself. When he had decided to look in their direction they had all dived under the window sill. And that was why they were still just little girls as far as he was concerned. Granted he was only four years older than those girls at the most, considering whether they were freshmen or not. Still…they were so…not him, his type that is. They just wouldn't fit. That didn't stop him from getting an ego boost from it though, or showing off for them.
That cherry chick was a baby winger wasn't she? She was new too. Probably a freshmen…no that wasn't possible. There was no way that, that girl was a freshmen. As much of a bitch she was. He still remembered that annoying little three year old girl who followed him and Sasori around during that family party at the red-head's house. Yet it seemed to be so distant when he looked at this pinkette girl. She looked so different now. Great. Now he felt old.
Flash Back:
"Now, all the grown ups will be in the living room if you three need anything from us." Sasori's mom informed the reluctant children sitting on a fallen log in the backyard. Deidara exchanged glances with Sasori with a glare. The little pink-haired girl. Sakura. Yeah that was her name. Stood clinging to her distant aunt's skirt, gazing at the two boys. Sasori she knew, but not him. He was new, and thus deemed fascinating by the little girl. Sasori simply nodded out of respect for his mom, but Sakura was all for it and nodded whole-heartedly. She was smiling broadly with a blush dusting her plump cheeks. Plump cheeks that looked disproportionate due to her large forehead and small little mouth. Her green eyes were big and filled with naivety. Deidara was about to follow after the grown woman and tell them that he didn't want to play with that ugly little girl who wouldn't stop staring at him ever since he'd arrived, but Sasori stopped him.
"No don't." he shook his head. "I don't wanna play with her." the little blond pouted indignantly. "Don't say that, she'll cry." the red-headed boy frowned. "Then Kaa-san will be mad at me." he scolded. "Hmph!" Deidara folded his arms over his chest. Sakura stood shyly watching them at a distance. When they caught her gaze she wrung her hands and blushed deeper. "She's creepy, un." a pair of little aqua eyes narrowed. "Let's just play with her." Sasori huffed. Little Deidara winced, making his cute little round cheeks pull into a pinched expression. "It can't be that bad.." Sasori shrugged. If his mother told him to do it, it wouldn't hurt him. Thus was the logic of a child.
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"AHHHHHH!!!!!" Deidara ran around the lawn in horror as a little pink-haired girl chased him about with her pudgy little arms out-stretched and her lips puckered for a kiss. Sasori could only watch with slight amusement. Okay, so it was with a whole lot of amusement. Hey it was hilarious. "Dei-chan! Play house with me!" she called after him insistently, giggling. "Help meeee!!" Deidara yelled. His little voice cracking from all the shouting he'd been doing. Sasori's amusement was short-lived however when he heard her call to him too. "Sasori nii-chan! You can be our puppy!" she ran for him, with a leash made of woven flowers. His eyes popped…and it was his turn to run.
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"MUEHEHEHEHE-HAHAHAHA!!!"
"EEEEEEEEEECK!"
Deidara now vengefully chased the little girl with a dead bird on a stick. "I want your brains, Sakura-chan!" he made the dead feathered animal speak in a raspy voice. Yes he was a pretty morbid child. "I don't yike this game!" she protested. Deidara paid it no mind, with a wide almost manic grin. The mini bubblegum headed girl ran behind her red-headed big cousin. He just frowned at his blonde best friend. "Ew. Deidara get that out of my face." he smacked it away. "Hey! I was starting to have some fun." he protested. "You're mean." Sakura jutted out her bottom lip. Deidara made a face with his tongue out, using his hands like gills at her. Sasori pushed him back. "Stop." he glared. Sakura's lip began to tremble and the two little boys panicked.
"Sakura…no, no, no don't cry." Sasori shook his hands at her. "I'll play princess and the pony with you." he relented. Her bottle green eyes widened joyfully. "Reawy!? Thank you nii-chan!" she hugged him tightly. "Can Dei-chan be my yady in waiting?" she asked as cutely as possible. "Whuu!?" he sweat-dropped ready to run. How did she even know what that is? "Oh I'm sowy…did you want to be the pony?" she asked, hopefully. He twitched. "No! no that's okay." he backed away. And so play time begins once more.
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"More tea Dei-chan?"
Deidara mumbled miserably. Sasori sat across from him. The little cotton candy haired girl sat between them cheerfully. She was perfectly content with her playmates. They both had lacy aprons and ribbons in their hair. The looks on their faces were the epitome of dry resentment, resignation, and humiliation. "I'm gonna get us more cookies!" she toddled off. "I-am-never coming to play at your house again." the child Deidara growled at little Sasori through clenched teeth. He just let out a tired sigh in response, twitching upon looking at his reflection in the play china. Deidara having the most hair got the most "kawaii!" treatment as Sakura had put it. Still though, he hated the two pink butterflies clipped to his head.
The little blond boy looked positively furious. His hair was a mess of flowers and sparkling pins. He came over to build the fort they had planned on building for some time. Now here he was being held captive by some nerdy little pinky. "When is she going home?" he sulked. Sasori shrugged. "For as long as the grown ups keep yacking I guess." he answered. "We'll be here forever." the blond groaned. He lay his head on his arms over the table.
"No cookies! So I guess we have to play something else." the little girl returned. The two boys sighed in relief.
"Let's pway wedding now! I wanna mawy Dei-chan!"
Deidara felt like he would cry.
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"AAAAAAAHHHH!"
"DEI-CHAN COME BACK! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO KISS THE BWIDE!"
End Flash Back
What a day that had been. Yet and still she didn't remember it. She'd probably be mortified at herself. He shrugged. Figure just then blurred into his path.
"HEY!"
"GAAAAHH!!" Deidara's bike screeched sideways, nearly falling with him on it. He turned off the engine angrily. He snatched off his helmet. Who the hell just tried to kill him and themselves? The last thing he needed was to run over some girl. He was ready to snap all kinds of foul things to this suicide terrorist. "What the hell is your problem, yeah!?" he snarled with all the venom in his being. "Hey don't testy with me, he-she! I'm not here for my own enjoyment." None other than Haruno Sakura stood before him. "Stop calling me he-she. Right now, yeah." he narrowed his blue eyes at her. "Or?" she placed a hand on her hips. He snatched her PSP from her pocket masterfully, making her gasp. "This is history." he grinned maliciously.
"Give that back!" she snatched at her main source of entertainment. "Apologize, or take it back." he smirked pushing her back. "Fine! I take it back!" her hands air squeezed for her game system. "Ever call me that again, and I'll have something much worse prepared for you cherry bitch." he warned. One vibrant, emerald eye twitched much to the bad boy's amusement. "That is fine." she said in a mock sweet tone. He tossed her PSP back at her. She caught it gracefully. "I like Shim much better anyway." she added. Deidara twitched. "What do you want, yeah? Spill, or get out of my way before I run you over, hmm." he said with a dark expression. Sakura sighed, looking miserable.
Pursing her lips as he glared. "Well, yeah?" he pressed impatiently. With a long breath she began. "Yesterday, I nearly drowned in one of the canals, according to my 'friends'…" she paused to narrow her green orbs at the window from before. "You were the one who got me out, and I figured it was only logical that I….*sigh*….say thank you." she settled into a calm resignation with a dismissive wave of her hand. Deidara smirked. "So you acknowledge, I'm your hero." he decided to mess around. "More like the opportunist who's looking for an occasion to gain the upper hand." she responded mistrustfully. The blonde artist made a mock-hurt face, and placed a hand on his chest. "I never, yeah. Thanks for the idea though." he grinned. Sakura face-palmed. "Well I said thank you, happy? Now if you don't mind-"
"I don't know, yeah." he called.
Sakura clenched her dainty fists at her sides cursing Ino and Ten-ten. "Isn't the knight in shining armor going to get a little compensation, un?" he leaned his elbow along the wing-like handle bar. Sakura checked out the craftsmanship of the bike. Ignoring his comment very briefly. What was it made out of? It looked like chrome. It was like a big bird of prey. Very nice. "I said thank you. That's your compensation." she bluntly stated. Deidara grinned. He wanted to see her indignant. At least just once. It was funny. "Well I wont hold it over your head, if you model for me." he said smoothly, making sure she saw the wicked gleam on his face. Her green eyes popped. She hugged herself. "Ew." she said as if it was a whole new concept that would haunt her nightmares. Deidara chuckled. "Never." she hissed. Her face was red. "Heh. It wouldn't work anyway. You don't look like you can stay still for very long anyway, yeah." he shrugged, pulling his helmet on. "I'll decide what I want later." he closed the shaded lid over her vibrant aqua eyes before zooming off. "Wait! What!?"
But he was gone. "URRGGH!!!" Sakura began to stomp around. Great. Now the blonde was going to demand the 'compensation' of his choice. "INO!" she yelled up at the window. Some of the girls were giving her dirty looks but at this point she was past caring. Ino had stars in her eyes, with his hands fisted girlishly under her chin. Oh boy. What was she thinking? Not waiting to figure it out, the angered girl darted inside ready to bolt up the stairs. Screw the elevator, it wouldn't go fast enough. Blondie was gonna get it. Oooh yeah.
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"Um…Ino…I think she's coming after you." Ten-ten said warily as she watched the pinkette's dark, evil, expression that promised to unleash hell as she charged the dorm entrance. Ino's face dropped. "You're right…shit!" the platinum blonde looked about for a way to defend herself. Then she thought of a very dirty tactic. "Hinata!!" she dove for the violet haired beauty. Just as the door was swung wildly open she had hid behind Hinata using her as a shield. Sakura would never hurt Hinata for the world. Sakura's hair was tussled, emerald eyes holding a burning fire in them, her chest heaving from either the running or the rage…perhaps both but the girls were not sure. Karin wisely moved back, considering she was on this girl's list and better stay out of her line of vision when she was in this state.
"That's low pig…back away from the Hina, and I'll go easy on you." she stalked over the two girls who stared at her with dread. "S-sakura-chan…I-Ino-chan is very sorry I'm sure…p-please calm yours-self." the Hyugga girl raised her hands cautiously, but with a hint of appeal to the rosette's mercy. "Ino…" Sakura called with an eerie sweetness. "Do you know…Iwa no Deidara now plans on blackmailing me into, 'compensation' since I acknowledged that he saved my live?" she leaned over the shaking Hyugga girl's shoulder. Ino backed off slightly. "No? Well he is…and I owe it all to you dear Ino, beloved Ino, oh Ino." her hand reached over Hinata and started stroking her blonde locks. Hinata was extremely nervous now. "Come on Ino-pig…come here." she grinned. Ino just stared in terror. "Are you also aware that he had made implications that are far from tolerable, perverse in fact? HE ALSO IMPLIED THAT I COULD BE A GOD-DAMNED NUDE MODEL INO! ME! WHY DID YOU MAKE ME THANK HIM!? WHY!" Sakura bellowed. Hinata then fainted. Sakura's anger was forgotten.
"Oh my God! Hina!? Are you okay? Can you hear me!?" she cradled the shy girl. "Good job, Saki. Neji's gonna kill you." Ten-ten stated bluntly. Sakura realized that everyone was staring in horror at her creepiness. Except for Temari who was stifling her fits of giggles. "Sorry everybody…except for you Karin. You will die by the hand of that alternate personality someday, believe it." she held up a finger to the red-head. "You've been hanging out with Naruto too much Sakura." Ten-ten stared dryly at the pinkette. She just giggled. Her, Sasuke and Naruto hung out a lot over the first week of school. It just felt right. "Ino. I expect penance. You don't get to meet Sasori nii-san." she was fanning Hinata. Ino gaped. "After I tend to this girly here, I'm going to my boys' dorm to play DDR with Naruto and Mr. Raincloud Uchiha." she smiled.
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"Our subject is settled into the school routine, when do we make our move?" a shadowy figure asked, seated in a chair inside a dim office. "We'd best figure out a very subtle approach first, send of them in to assess the situation, preferably one of the most patient ones." another figure seated at a large desk responded. "If this subject is dormant, it will be hazardous to corner them. Who knows what will trigger them." he added. There was a nod. "Yes sir." the first figure agreed. The large door opened to let in a white stream of light and shut closing the light out and leaving the room in darkness once again. All was silent once again. Darkness.
Author's Note: This is the seventh chapter. AHHHHH!!! Deidara help! Call of the oompa loompas! CALL THEM OFF! WE CAN'T TAKE THIS! OH GOD IT'S LIKE HELL! GOD DAMN IT, PLEASE GOD DAMN IT! (Sakura catch!! *throws laptop* Upload the chapter quick, it's the only way to calm them down!) The plot bunny is gnawing through the door Sasuke! Use the Sharingan dumbass! I did my part…*panting* now review!
