Akatsuki University

Chapter Ten

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"Well, un. I'm just happy that I'm a college student and that I discovered that I love Mexican food." Deidara listed off some logical excuses and desperately hoped that it would divert the attention from the topic.

"Ah, I agree." He nodded while he reached for a large chip that was sticking out from the rest. As he scooped some salsa onto the chip, he continued to torture the blonde with his observations.

"I noticed whenever I say nice things to you, you begin to blush. Why is that?" Crunch. He crunch loudly on his chip but then silenced it out with a closed mouth. His hazel eyes observed the blonde as she reached over shyly to grab a chip.

"Well, I guess I'm not used to compliments and I don't want to be all stuck up by saying things like oh I know, un!" Deidara giggled as she bit into her chip slowly. Sasori's hazel eyes landed on her mouth as she crunched on the chip. He wouldn't admit it out loud but he couldn't wait to feel her lips against his own. Now it was his turn to blush and he cursed himself mentally.

"Why are you blushing, un?" Deidara pointed out as she turned the tables on him with confidence.

"I'm blushing because I'm with a beautiful woman."

Deidara's cheeks lit up a hot pink as she whispered a thank you to the redhead.

The waitress returned with the drinks and asked if they were ready to order. Deidara ordered her own dish and Sasori ordered his own meal on the same ticket of course.

Deidara sipped on the clear plastic straw and closed her light blue eyes as she savored the rushing feeling of the sprite going down her throat. She had to excuse herself from the table as the nervousness overcame her. Sasori chuckled inwards and whispered, "Sasori 1, Deidara 0."

Inside the bathroom, Deidara fixed up her hair and freshened up her look. She continually lectured herself to calm down over and over again. After a few moments with a smile on her face, she left the bathroom and walked back to the booth. Sasori was sitting in the same exact spot with his food in front of him. Deidara's food was waiting there silently, untouched.

"Are you feeling better?" Sasori launched his fork into his beans and rice, mixing them together. Deidara nodded slowly as she lifted up her fork from the napkin. She repeated the same action as Sasori by accident. He raised his eyebrow and asked, "Are you copying me or do you normally mix your beans and rice together?"

Damn, he is so observant…

Deidara didn't look up from her plate of food as she answered his question.

"Nope, this is the way I normally eat my beans and rice, un." Deidara lied but Sasori didn't need to know that little fact.

"Oh, that's funny." Sasori laughed softly as he dug his fork in and shoved the food in his mouth. Deidara decided to eat her taco first since she would seem as if she were copying him.

A pregnant silence claimed the atmosphere except for the occasional distant chatter from other tables around them.

"How is everything?" The waitress asked sweetly as the two artists chowed down on their food. That had to have been the 15 waitresses or waiter to ask them that question in the course of the last 30 minutes.

Sasori said the unexpected and Deidara almost died laughing.

"It is fine but when you guys continue to ask this question, it makes me feel like something was put in it."

The waitress laughed nervously and stalked off without another word.

A few minutes later, the same waitress returned with the bill. Sasori reeled his wallet out of his back pocket, flipped it open and pulled out his credit card. Deidara asked for a Sprite to go and Sasori asked for a Root beer to go as well.

After paying the bill and a five dollar tip, Sasori and Deidara exited the restaurant with a drink in hand.

Deidara decided that she wanted to chill out at home and Sasori agreed immediately. In fact, they wondered what Hidan was up to right now. It was almost 4 o clock and the streets were becoming busier. Rush hour was inevitable.

"Sasori, can we watch a movie on your laptop, un?" Deidara asked as they drove up to Akatsuki University. He nodded while swinging his car into the vacant spot where it was before.

Both artists raced over to their dorm and down the empty corridor with various paintings adorning the walls. As soon as they reached their dorm room, Sasori unlocked the door and Deidara almost up chucked her Mexican food at the sight. It smelt worse than last night and Hidan was rocking back and forth on his bed. He was clutching his head in pain. He had a small trash can stationed next to him where he would throw up almost every 45 minutes or so.

"Hidan, are you okay, un?" Deidara asked with an apprehensive voice. She flung a hand over her nose as the terrible odor invaded her nostrils.

"Do I looking like I'm fucking okay?" Hidan hollered angrily as he prepared to throw up again. Deidara thought for a moment. She heard that pickles can help with a hangover. Apparently, Hidan was suffering a horrendous one. Sasori rolled his hazel eyes and stopped Deidara before she could waste money on their sobering up roommate.

"I'll go buy you a pickle," Sasori announced and watched Hidan smirk at the free opportunity. However, nothing in life is free. Except the air we breathe.

"With your money," the redhead completed his sentence and watched Hidan scowl at him. He threw a five dollar bill at him as Sasori approached him. The puppeteer would have loved to react but they all have to room together. This is a drama free dorm. Or so Sasori truly anticipated it to be.

"I'll be right back," Sasori informed his sick roommate as he grabbed Deidara and left the room.

The two artists went over to the café across from their dorms and Sasori paid for a pickle for Hidan.

As they left the café, two girls approached them with identical scowls stamped on their faces. Sasori didn't want to deal with this bullshit. Not now. Especially not in front of Deidara.

"Why didn't you guys stick around for the student activities?" Ino barked as she glowered at Deidara and Sakura threw daggers at Sasori with her jaded eyes.

"Yeah, was it not good enough for you and this lost pup?" Sakura added in to fuel the fire between Ino and Sasori. The puppeteer shrugged nonchalantly as the two girls tried to intimidate him with their foolish talk. Ino and Sakura both became infuriated when they couldn't provoke any response from their ex-boyfriend.

That's when Ino channeled her irritation over to Deidara. Sasori was sure to react if they bullied his precious lost puppy.

"And who do you think you are? I mean really?" Ino started a fight and Sakura joined in. Deidara was in shock and couldn't mutter a word. She had hoped that Sasori would handle these girls and they would walk away with defeat.

"What? You can't talk? Are you really that stupid?" Sakura questioned the teary eyed blonde who was unconsciously inching behind Sasori and averting her light blue eyes away from the verbal abusers.

"Heh, you think Sasori will save you? I feel sorry for you lost puppy. You should watch out if you know what's good for you!" Ino finished with satisfaction as a tear slid down Deidara's cheek. Sakura turned to Ino and motioned her to leave.

"Hey don't listen to them." Sasori said softly as he hesitantly patted the blonde's back with sympathy. She tried her best to hold back the tears. But for some reason they just kept falling and her throat started to constrict.

"Come on, and let's go watch that movie on my laptop." Sasori suggested as they ascended the concrete stairs slowly.

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