Recap

After memorizing everything she needed to collect, Sakura got up from her seat and began, with instruction from Hinata, towards where everything was being kept-in a large closet at the back of the classroom.

Not noticing how close she was to the back table, Sakura's foot was caught on said tables leg and she fell down to the ground with a yelp. However, while she expected the hard, cold floor to come in contact with her face, she didn't expect anyone to catch her...


As two strong, too masculine to be female arms wrapped around Sakura's thin waist she couldn't help but remember back to last evening when she was in the same position with Kisame. The way his muscular arms, albeit larger than the ones now fastened around her waist, held her tightly against his toned chest... She shook her head to get the weird thoughts that were entering without her permission away.

Not a moment later from falling, her 'savior' pulled her back up into a standing position. However, their hands were still held down on her shoulders - perhaps to make sure she wouldn't fall again due to slight shock and dizziness; that happens to people quite a lot these days, definitely to a certain pink-haired girl.

Taking a moment to righten herself, the pinkette craned her neck to the right, only to come face to neck with a long blond-haired 'girl' (that looked surprisingly much like a boy - Sakura thought at the back of her mind) with beautiful cerulean eyes. She took a step back, the girls hands still fastened down on her shoulders, to get a better look at her.

She wore the standard boys' uniform, although the tie was missing and the white shirt was left open to show a light blue t-shirt with the words 'Art's a bang' and a bomb blowing up printed onto it. Her smart black trousers had chains hanging off from them as well as a black studded belt - though she had no idea as to why she was wearing it as they did no help in keeping the pants from falling low on her hips; hips that were surprisingly narrow for a 'girl'.

While Sakura was busy assessing her savior of a sort, said 'girl' was doing the exact same thing to her, only a bit more shamelessly; the smirk that graced his attractive features only grew more as he noticed how good the girl looked. Although at first he wondered how anyone in the world could have pink hair that look so natural, the blond noticed how it suited her - it matched her rare shade of emerald eyes wonderfully, making them stand out much more on her flawless face: porcelain skin, cute nose, long eyelashes and full, kissable lips. And even though he thought she'd look even cuter if she wore her uniform more girly, he found that she went well with the bad-girl look. The many piercings only made her much more attractive and he wondered if there were any more in other places...

Hearing a clearing of a throat, both blond and pinkette turned around to face the source of the noise (Sakura's savior finally letting go of her shoulders) and found themselves staring at a very nice looking (Not in the personality kind of way...) boy with crimson red hair and rusty-brown eyes. Sakura noticed that the boy looked very much so like Gaara: his red eyes, and his aura even more so; he did have more of a bored look to his expression, which seemed natural and constant, that Gaara didn't have, though.

Much like the blond-haired, blue-eyed 'girl' who helped stop her from falling flat on her face and from acquiring a 'nice' bruise, the red-headed boy wore his uniform the same way. However, instead of having a blue shirt underneath, he had a dark red almost brown shirt (like his eyes) with the words "Art is eternal" inscribed on it in black with a wooden doll that had strings attached to its limbs underneath.

"Stop just standing around and get what we need, Deidara" The red heads voice was deep, yet velvety and gracefully; he sounded like the type of guy who held himself well. Sakura began to what her 'savior's' voice was like when she realised that 'her' name had already been spoken. 'So her name's Deidara huh? Sounds like a boys name'

Said blond boy rolled his eyes before turning back to the girl that he'd helped. She wasn't very tall, coming up to just above his shoulders at most, so he had to tilt his head down a notch to get a full look at her. Without turning her head back to the person at the table, he spoke in a playful voice that was masculine enough for Sakura to think that the person wasn't a girl, but the pinkette shoved that thought to the back of her mind.

"Don't worry Sasori, un. I'll get them... eventually" "..." he didn't get a reply from 'Sasori' who, at the moment was becoming quite annoyed and just wanted to start on his carving but couldn't do just that because his Art partner was trying to flirt with a, he was regretting even thinking this, pretty girl.

"Um... thanks for helping me" Sakura wondered if she sounded shy at all, 'cause if she something, she's anything but shy. Normally, she would act like the good girl and the scared girl to see peoples' expressions when she revealed that she was quite strong and was actually a bad-girl; I mean,what will the other school kids' expressions be like when they see her riding her black and red motorcycle, that she's having shipped from her old city, to school - Oh, she can't wait.

Glancing the blue eyes 'girl' in the eye, the pinkette awaited her reply. "It's ok, un" As a short silence passed by the two, plus Sasori at the table, Sakura felt a question rising in her throat and tried her very best to keep it down... however that seemed to fail as she suddenly blurted it out "Why are you crossdressing?" 'What is wrong with me? First Kisame and now this person?'

As soon as Sakura let the question slip, Sasori snapped his neck to the right so that he was facing the two. Even though the red-head found that what she was saying was her being very courageous, he couldn't help but think of her as an idiot - no one has ever lived to tell the tale when they called Deidara something even remotely to a girl and crossdressing... its much worse 'cause it makes it look like he has a fetish with girls so much that he wants to look like them.

"W-What did you just say, un?" The blond-haired 'girl's' right eye twitched in growing annoyance of not being able to blow the girl apart with his clay explosions. No one is stupid enough to call him a crossdresser - everyone who knows who he is knows what'll happen if you do. This girl... did she even know his name before Sasori mentioned it? he wondered... However, even if she didn't know her, he was still going to get back at her for saying such a horrendous and insulting thing. 'Crossdresser, UN?!'

"what? Are you hard of hearing as well. I asked why you, a girl, is crossdressing, as a boy" Sakura wondered that maybe it was a bad thing to say all this as the 'girl' in front of her seemed to be on the verge of hitting her, or even worse - blowing her apart. If what 'her' shirt is insinuation, then this 'chick' loves explosions and Sakura would rather not be the next person on the list for 'demolishion time'. 'However... what's done is done and I can't change the fact that I've already blurted it out...' "What the hell, un! Do I look like a girl to you?!" she... or he?... yelled at the pinkette, a fist raised high in the air as 'she' got ready to strike.

Inside his mind, he dared the girl to say anything more. However, it seemed as though she didn't think of him as any kind of threat as she merely raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms beneath her chest and spoke in a slow voice, as if she were talking to a 5-year-old. "If you didn't look like a girl, why would I bother asking or stand around here for that matter, instead of going to collect my stuff?" "You shouldn't have bothered asking at all! I'm blatantly a guy, un. Does it look like I have breasts?" Sakura looked as though she was actually considering it as she tilted her head to the left cutely and rose a thin pink eyebrow. "Well... I know some girls who haven't... fully developed yet. You could just be a late bloomer for all I know" "That's it! un. Just wait until I get my hands on you!" "I'm sorry, but I don't swing that way" Deidara was shaking, he was so angry that he was shaking in a fit of rage. 'How dare this bitch!' (Oh if Sakura knew what he'd just called her) "Why you little-"

Sasori, who has silently watching the two go at it, was slightly intrigued. She was either an idiot who was just trying to cause a scene and perhaps, like the others who tried, get attention, or she really thought Deidara was a girl. He kind of wanted to see how far the pinkette would keep up this tomfoolery, however, as he noticed his blond partner's anger skyrocket, decides it'd be best to atop the argument from escalating any further than necessary. "Deidara... stop it now" "What!? No way, I'm gonna get-" Sending an icy cold stare the blonds way, Sasori spoke in a deadly voice that even Deidara couldn't help but have to listen to, however reluctantly it was. "Just go and get our equipment" "*sigh* fine..." With that said, the now less angry boy trudged past Sakura, nudging her in the shoulder in the process, and went into the door beside the closet at the back of the class.

A short silence passed by the two that were left. Nevertheless, that soon ended as Sakura sighed and turned around to collect her and Hinata's things. She'd been gone already for about 5 minutes and the amount of time they would get for doing their artwork would decrease at this rate.

As Sakura did this though, Sasori called out to her in the same voice that he'd used with Deidara, trying to scare her into submission. "Wait girl" "Hm?" unfazed by his tone and scrutinizing look, Sakura placed a hand on her hip and shifted her weight to her right foot. "Did you purposely rile the brat up?" It didn't sound like a question to the ears of the pinkette - it seemed as if he knew all along that she was simply messing around with the poor blond boy.

Shrugging her shoulders, Sakura turned back around to fully face the crimson haired boy, catching his full attention in the process. "He looked fun to mess with. Besides, I was genuinely curious... to a certain extent..."

"...Your name?"

Now, Sasori wasn't really the type to ask girls' names just like this. However, if he was very interested in said girls then maybe... Sakura, she was a weird one in the least. Her looks and personality, from what he'd seen so far, clarify that.

"Isn't it good courtesy to say your name before asking that of the second person" She wasn't asking a question, she was stating a fact that he knew very well since he liked to say the same thing. A small part of his lip titled upwards into a tinchy tiny smirk. 'Interesting...' "Akasuna no Sasori" The pinkette replied with a polite bow and smiled as she came back into a standing straight position. "Haruno Sakura. Yoroshiku Sasori-san. Now, I must be going. Have fun" The last part of her farewell was given with a smug smirk for pissing the blond off and that Sasori would have to deal with him.

While walking away, Sakura gave a backwards wave, leaving Sasori to his own thoughts until his blond partner came back, all of their equipment filling his muscular arms.

"Huh? The bitch gone? un" "Haruno Sakura..." Deidara's head snapped to the red-haired boy in shock. "What'd you say?" "The girl's name... Haruno Sakura" Now, Deidara knew that Sasori was never interesting in girls, no... he was only ever there for his artwork. So, when the boy suddenly blurrs out the pink haired girls name... he is shocked overtime. "We should keep an eye out for that one" And with that said, he sat back down in his seat stoic as ever, grabbed his things and got to work. As he did so, The blond boy noticed a hint of a smirk gracing his attractive features, shocking him even further... 'What. the. hell!? UN!'

"What's got you so excited? it can't be that pink haired freak right? un" His crimson haired partner didn't answer for a few moments, but as he glanced towards the back of the classroom, his smirk widened into that of a visible one, curiosity as well showing in his eyes. Deidara almost fell over backwards at the mere sight before craning his neck over towards the backroom cupboard where the pinkette was currently stalking out of; in her arms were a load of equipment - seemingly painting utensils as well as two easels. She looked like she was having trouble and was about to fall, so being the kind person that he is, Deidara rushed over and quickly took the two easels away while steadying the poor girl.

As she tripped on her own two feet (the equipment dragging her down even more), the pinkette didn't notice the blond speeding her way. So...you can see how surprised Sakura was when someone grabbed her easels away from her as well as helping her keep standing up. She was just about to yell and tell said person off with some very 'lovely' cuss words for shocking her, when she saw the long hair and blue eyes.

Her own emerald eyes softened and she decided to smile at Deidara, as a thanks. "Why are you helping me?" "Che... I'm not an asshole who would just sit back and watch as someone falls over... again" The pinkette chuckled quietly and looked straight into his cerulean eyes with sparkling ones of her own. "I'm sorry if I upset you earlier, although... it was fun messing with you-" She ignored the boys narrowing eyes and continued on with her heartful apology "-But I have to admit, your one of the most attractive guys I've ever seen, so be proud of it no matter if people think your of the opposite gender. Thanks for the help Deidara-san" And with a wink, a cheeky smile and some stealthy movements, Sakura had swiped her easels away from the now dumbfounded boy and rushed over to her table-her friend Hinata awaiting her rather patiently.

Slowly walking back over to his own table, Deidara took his seat opposite Sasori and simply stared of into space-his mind elsewhere and his eyes slightly glazed over from his dazed state. 'She called me attractive...' Sure, Deidara had been called hot, fit, handsome and all or those words before, but no one had ever said it to his face. When he was walking along the road, in the hallway, or any other public place, he could always hear the girl (and even some of the guys) talking about him. However, no one had ever said it straight out like that and without even looking in the least bit flustered or embarrassed. 'She's... one helluva girl...'

Seeing the grin form on the blond face, Sasori raised a fine eyebrow and decided to question what was on his mind. "What happened?" "Heh! She called me attractive right to my face and told me to be proud of it whether people think I'm a girl, crossdresser or not, UN!" Both turned to look at the pinkette as she began to draw on her canvas: first painting the background a really light grey that got slightly darker as you got to the bottom of the thick material. "You think she's the one Kisame knocked into last night? He did say she had pink hair and acted like a feisty kitten, un?" Sasori shrugged his shoulders, not really caring "He ran off before telling us her name so we'll just have to find out when they see each other again"

'Todays a great day! un' Deidara hollered internally. For once in his life, he didn't have an argument with Sasori over Art (though he is right when he says "Arts a bang!") and he met a very interesting character.

'Wonder what trouble she'll bring Konoha high'


Sakura turned to Hinata and gave her a big smile "Hinata-chan?" "H-Hai Sakura-chan?" "Your an amazing drawer. I love the way you mixed the colours together to get that tone, it goes really well with the orchids, especially the way you distinguish the hot and humid colouring in the background. You must have done your research huh?" The shy girl gave a quick nod of her head and turned back to her painting as she spoke "Arigatou, I-Ino's family owns a f-flower business so s-she explained the d-different types of p-plants to me. Your is very interesting a-as well Sakura-chan. I would never have thought of such a thing to draw" Sakura in return giggled quietly as to not annoy Sai who was opposite them drawing cartoon people.

She took a look at her drawing and grinned widely. In her other city, Sakura was known for her wild imagination and creativity.

Today she had began her drawing of a woman blowing bubbles out of her mouth, which, half way across the paper, popped and turned into beautiful butterflies. She was going to colour it in black, white and grey; by doing this, she was sure that the picture would stand out and be much more unique and eye-catching. "Ah! Thanks you Hinata-chan. I was thinking about adding this one to my portfolio when we get it next Art lesson. It's well contrasted enough, right" The purple/blue-tinted haired girl nodded her head in agreement and smiled shyly.

Hinata was glad that another girl she actually knew had joined her art class, especially it being Sakura as the pinkette shared the same passion for art as she does.

'Perhaps this year will be fun with Sakura-chan around'