Bomb artist- Hello! I'm really bored right now so I thought I should get started on this chapter. Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
ooooo
The Shadow of the Puppets
Chapter 7:
*Sasori's POV*
That blonde. There was something that struck a nerve when my eyes met his blue ones. For some reason, I've gotten extremely pissed at the sight of him. Was it because of his hair? It might be likely. The shade his eye color was? Possibly. The fact that the sight of anyone new pisses me off? Most defiantly.
I stared harshly at him for awhile until I've decided to follow Pain. The kid's existence pisses my brain off just thinking about it. I pushed the door open right when Pain slammed Itachi to the nearby wall that was beside of the door; out of sight.
"What do you have for us today Uchiha?" Pain said with a sly grin as he pinned the raven there. Itachi blinked up at him, not too intimidated. "I have no idea what you're talking about" he said blankly. Pain gritted his teeth and stared sharply at him. "You know exactly what I'm talking about you-""Let's not press the issue" I said calmly. "Itachi, he's desperate. Do you have any information on the new kid?" "No" he said. "I didn't have a chance to actually talk to him. I have little classes with him."
I stared at him before nodding at him. Pain let his collar go, making him sigh just a little and brush off his clothing. "You're free to go" I said. Itachi scowled just slightly before walking away when the bell rang. I sighed tiredly, running my hand through my hair. "What are we going to do now?" Pain asked. "We don't know anything about the new kid." "It's fine" I said coolly. "I have the next class with him."
Before he could say a word, I turned on my heel and walked off. Time to act.
*Deidara's POV*
I tapped on my desktop, impatient for the teacher to show. I was more than excited for this class and now I had to wait. Great. (That rhymed! XD) I huffed, blowing those bothersome bangs out of my face. I really really want to get going right about now.
As soon as I was about to blow, a woman walked in with a huge smile. "Sorry everyone" she said in a soft voice. "I had some things to do. Today you can draw freely; draw how you feel." "Oh thank God" I breathed as everyone pulled out their sketch books and pencils. I pulled mines out, flipping it over to an empty page with a grin. Time to work!
I put my pencil to my paper and scribbled on. Right in the middle of my work, I heard the door to the classroom open. Naturally, I looked up but instead of curiosity on my face, a scowl was planted there. "Mr. Akasuna" the teacher, who I knew was now Kurini, said. "You're late." "Sorry Sensei" the red head answered. "The principle wanted me for something."
Kurini nodded, letting him walked smoothly to his desk. I think the whole time I stared daggers at him. He looked at me then smiled slyly, gliding into his desk like my glare didn't matter. They matter damn it! I angrily scribbled on my paper, face red of complete pissyness. I messed up on a few things, but it really didn't matter at that moment. Since I've made eye contact with the unknown red head, I felt kind of… irritated? Like there was something about him that I naturally didn't like. The same feeling I felt when my mom dated the first prude who led us into a horrible life.
I looked back at him. He was talking in a low voice to some female who giggled. I rolled my eyes. So was that the reason? He was a player. But, I feel like that wasn't it. I just feel… "Deidara" said a voice in the distance. I blinked, shaking my head of the thoughts and looking up at Kurini Sensei. "Yeah?" I answered blinking up at her. "You wouldn't mind being paired with Sasori would you? I want you to catch up with what we are doing now."
"Right" I nodded to her. "Who's Sasori?" "That red head over there" she said pointing to the boy I really didn't like at first glimpse. I felt horror pour into me. Was she really trying to piss me off? "I-""Don't worry Sasori's really kind and would help you willingly" she said with a smile. I sighed, nodding my head as I agreed. Why did I do that? I have no idea.
"Great!" she said in glee. "Maybe you two can take this hour to get to know each other." "I thought we're supposed to do work" I said sourly, really trying to avoid officially meeting the red head bastard. "You will be working" she nodded. "Sasori! May you come here?" Sasori looked up from his conversation and got out of his seat.
I scowled once he came closer. Man I really dislike this dude. "Yes?" he said. "May you please be Deidara's partner? He needs to catch up on some of the work" Kurini said with a sweet smile. "No problem" he said with a smile and turned to me. "I'm Sasori Akasuna, nice to finally meet you."
He held out his hand to me. I looked at it in discuss and waved it off. "Yeah, Deidara" I said in a not too polite manner. By that time, Kurini was at her desk reading her book. "Not too friendly I see?" he said as he sat next to me. "I should say the same about you, yeah" I mumbled as I buried my face into my book.
He chuckled lightly at that then looked my way again. "What are you reading?" he asked. "It's called: None of Your Business" I said as if it was a true statement. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "May I ask why you don't like me so much?" he asked. "I don't know, because you were glaring at me earlier" I said rolling my eyes. "Why are you over here anyways?" "I was called over here, brat" he said gritting his teeth eyebrow shaking. "You can leave now, yeah" I said with a stupid looking smile. Sasori rolled his eyes and picked himself up.
"By the way" he said. "We can at least be civil in art class. We fellow artist need to stay together. Such subject is eternal." Wait, what the hell? "Eternal?" I asked with a frown. "Dude, what the hell are you talking about?" "Art of course" he shrugged. "It's eternal." "No it's not, un" I said. "It's fleeting."
He looked a bit terrified at the statement. "It is eternal, brat" he hissed before leaving. I raised a brow at that. Bipolar much? He's worse than Zetsu. But I know art is fleeting, yeah.
ooooo
The bell rang thirty-five minutes later. I sighed in relief as I grabbed my things and headed out of the door. Sasori was gone already, making me wonder where he went so fast. I shrugged it off walking down the hall to my locker. I opened it, shoving my unwanted books in and grabbing clothes for P.E.
My ears perked as I overheard someone talking. "Dude, did you hear?" one guy said. I didn't see who it was because I was too busy being nosy and hid my face so they didn't know I was listening. "Kim Dillard was found dead in her room." "What, really?" the other said in shock. "Do you know what happened?" "All I heard was some psycho killer did it. She was found with no limbs, eyes missing and clumps of skin gone!" "You're fucking kidding me" the other said in shock.
"I wish I was" the other said. "This was the same guy who killed that fourteen year old girl and a twenty year old woman. They call him the puppeteer." My eyes grew slightly at the name. The puppeteer? I've heard about him back at my old place. He takes his victims and chopped off their limbs, steals their eyes, and skin.
They've called him that because it only seemed he want to have the arms and legs instead of simply killing them and throwing a full corpse into a ditch near a highway. I wasn't expecting him to be in New Jersey. I was most likely expecting him to be in Texas or Nevada. They've never had any leads so they let the case go two years ago.
"Dude, that's sick" said the guy as he and his friend walked away. I slammed my locker closed with a struck of fear in my eyes. The puppeteer lives here? What if he was one of these people who goes to this school?
ooooo
"Hi Sempi!" Tobi shouted from all the way across the gym. I was a few minutes late. I could have gotten away with it if that idiot didn't call me out. "Mr. Katsu, aren't I correct?" said a man who was too loud for my liking. He had on a green jumpsuit thingy and had a voice that you'd hear on a super hero. "Yes" I nodded. "God, for a second, I thought I had the wrong guy" he said. "My name's Guy. Might Guy if you please. I believe in the youth and the power to make it stronger!"
I sweat dropped as he struck a pose. Is this guy gay? (Pun :p) I sighed, walking past him as he started to recite some stupid poem. I walked over to Tobi, glaring at him for a second before sighing. "What's wrong Sempi?" he said cocking his head to the side. "Nothing" I said. "I was just wondering." "Wondering what?" Tobi asked. I sighed then looked him straight in the eyes.
"Does the Puppeteer, somehow, live here?"
After note: the end. Sorry the ending was weird but I wanted to add suspense. I just like it that way. Review?
