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Deidara was never one to follow.
Everyone was shocked to see the infamous bomber enter the school grounds of Konoha wearing the colors of the diverse group of Akatsuki. Speculations were made, the rumor mill not stopping until someone got a locker full of firecrackers and a whole building smoked out during study hall. Deidara made himself very clear.
It wasn't anybody's goddamned business on what he does because he didn't give two-shits on what anybody had to say with what he does.
But that doesn't mean he liked being in Akatsuki.
Hell, he didn't even want to join Akatsuki in the first place. A tiny mistake on his part, regarding an explosion to one of their old 'secret bases' had the leader knocking on his door for compensation. What he didn't know was that compensation happened to turn out to be himself wrapped up like a fucking gift pony ready to be used at any given moment.
He could have left.
He should have already left.
Easier said than done though… but when has anything relating to Akatsuki been easy? In the end he decided that it was too much of a hassle to fight their so called leader and stayed on board with the homicidal group of delinquents who shared his love for fighting and destruction. A little part of him still questioned his sanity for staying, yet a larger part of him enjoyed the freedom to blow up stuff with homemade chemicals which were probably illegal in some parts of the world without worrying for the cops hounding down his ass because some members had some oh so wonderful connections that help kept unwanted attention away from him.
So he decided to stay.
And besides, it was fun to walk around town with people steering away in fear and caution. He had to suppress a smirk when he heard the students around him cower.
"Look it's Deidara-san…"
"What the hell are the Akatsuki doing in school?"
"Well… finals are coming up…"
"Please, do you think the Akatsuki would care about grades? Aside from the seniors they are a bunch of idiots who wouldn't bother themselves with trivial things such as grades."
"Coming from the guy who scored 93rd in the last placement test,"
"S-Shut up! I'm not a genius like Uchiha-san!"
He snorted at that. Typical Itachi to be praised by these simpletons he calls classmates. The guy gets good grades and suddenly he's a god to be worshiped.
Don't get him wrong, he wasn't jealous. By all means Deidara, in his own rights, was a genius. He wasn't Uchiha genius but he gets by and has never once received a failing mark on any test he had ever taken so that doesn't make him the idiot most of the student population accuses him of.
His true genius lies within his art.
Deidara was a sculptor, a sculptor who specializes in clay. He would spend hours in his workshop surrounded by molds of white and dark grey, losing himself with his art. His hands would work with precise skill that many marveled at, working in whatever creation he wishes. He didn't care about school but on orders of the court he had to go on pretense just to keep him in line and serve his time for mistakes done in the past; in short he had no choice but to go. His grades could use some work but he didn't care. School is just something to do in the day to keep himself occupied. He doesn't attend class all the time but he does cooperate with the faculty in order to keep them off his back for failing marks.
If he does fail, however, he could just drop out and be on his merry way to cause mayhem and destruction without a care in the world. Besides, if he did drop out, he had his art to fall back on. He had begun selling his works in the art industry at the age of young age of eleven and… let's just say right now, his bank account can put daily salary men to shame.
Though he still can't help but questions his sanity for staying in a group such as this. He was a juvenile delinquent, the local authorities hate him and mothers warn their children about them, but now look at what he's doing.
Searching for a pink haired girl in the wide expanse of a school that he rarely goes to.
A frown marred his feature as a lone blue eye scanned the halls, ignoring the stares he got. He was currently on the third floor where most freshmen had their classes but has yet to spot a mop of pink hair. He sighed in annoyance and continued searching, thankful that leader had sent his usual partner away for some errands. Tobi was by far the most annoying Uchiha he has ever met, and that is saying something seeing as he has met all the Uchihas this side of the country. An Uchiha who was cold and detached was a pain in the ass but an Uchiha who has the incessant need to spew rainbows and kittens everywhere he went, screamed bloody murder.
He sighed and steadied himself against the wall, feeling a headache coming and pinched the bridge of his nose remembering the recent act of kindness the younger male has bestowed upon him.
"Senpai! I cleaned out your work place and arranged your sculptures—crash—for you!"
'That fucking idiot…' He punched a nearby door, not caring if it left the surface dented. It had taken him a whole week to finish that sculptor and it took the dumbass a mere five seconds to ruin it. Deidara sighed and tried to calm down, reminding himself that Pein would not be happy if the girl wasn't found yet. He climbed another flight of stairs and ended up being in the third year level and scanned the sea of people for anything remotely pink. His eye caught the girl walking towards another flight of stairs and smirked.
He pulled out his phone and texted his location to the others and began a fast yet steady pace to catch up with the girl. "Hey pinky!"
At the mention of the oh-so endearing nickname they had bestowed upon her the girl froze in spot and took a chance to glance at him. He grinned seeing the look of utter distaste that flashed on her features and took a quick turn to another flight of stairs, unbeknownst to her, leading to the roof. His smile fell but returned when he remembered that she was headed for a dead-end.
He took his sweet time climbing the flight of stairs, smirking when he heard a frustrated groan from above. He pulled out his phone from his pocket when the familiar buzz of a message received arrived and unlocked it seeing a note of confirmation that the rest will be there soon. Deidara smirked when he saw the girl standing in the middle of the rooftop with an irritated glare clearly meant for him.
"Missed me?"
Sakura scowled. "I thought I had made my intentions clear when I left."
He chuckled at that. "Sorry but, I don't really give a shit."
"You—!"
"Orders are orders," He interrupted her. "Like it or not we're in the same boat. The old bat made it clear that we are to serve as your highness' body guards and we have no choice but to fucking yield." The look she was giving him only riled him up. "So why don't you make it easy for all of us princess and just play along."
"I will not associate myself with—"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Sakura froze. "W-Wha… How dare you—!"
"Look," His fist collided with the door with alarming force that unhinged it from its place. "I really don't have the patience for this right now."
Sakura was shocked. This wasn't the same blue-eyed blonde she had seen gallivanting with the idiotic group that her brother had joined. This was a boy who belonged to the juvenile group that was feared by the school. The carefree and childish behavior he had been a ruse! It took all the control she had not to take one step back when the older teen moved closer.
Deidara was pleased by the sudden change of attitude. "Now isn't that better? Why don't we just stay quiet and meet up with the others and forget this whole thing happened." He reached for her arm and smiled. "Okay?"
Sakura moved away from his hold and glared. "Don't you dare touch me."
Deidara sighed and ruffled his hair in annoyance. "I didn't want to do this but…"
Sakura's eyes widened when the taller male suddenly grabbed her arms and twisted them behind her back, not hurting her but enough to subdue her. "Let me go!"
"Come on pinky…" He drawled out tightening his grip on her wrists. "You should've seen this coming. You were testing my patience and left me no choice but to—"
"Deidara," A deep voice cut him off. "Let go of Sakura-san this instant."
The pair shifted their gaze towards the new arrival. Deidara smiled.
"Ah, Itachi!" His tone was oddly jovial. "I've caught pinky, why don't you get us something to tie the little brat so she won't escape anymore huh?"
The Uchiha didn't seem amused by this and repeated. "Let her go."
Deidara laughed and released the girl not caring if she fell to the ground. "Hey, don't go bitching on me. I found her didn't I?"
Itachi frowned. "Even so, there was no reason for you to use—"
Deidara barely managed to catch the incoming kick that was well aimed to his head. "Shit!"
Sakura twisted her body and used the leverage from his hold to lift herself from the ground and deliver another attack on his stomach. Deidara immediately released his hold and fell to the ground with a coughing fit.
That fucking hurts!
Sakura soundlessly landed from her attack with a vicious glare pinned at the blonde. "If you even think of doing that to me again… I will end you."
Deidara stared at her from his place on the ground, his mind fueled with shock and confusion. The supposedly defenseless girl that they were assigned to guard did this to him!?
With one last look she walked towards the only exit only to stop beside the silent dark haired male.
"Itachi-san," She greeted.
His eyes shifted to hers. "Sakura-san"
"I apologize for running of earlier this day but I do believe I had made myself clear when I voiced my opinions on the matter of your group acting as my…bodyguards." She frowned. "And seeing as you are the only member present that I have no ill intentions towards, I would like to relay this message."
"Of course,"
Her polite demeanor faded and a murderous glare crossed her features. "Piss me off again and I will lose it."
Deidara smirked. "Messaged received."
Sakura bowed to the older Uchiha and left. "Goodbye Uchiha-san, I hope we may never cross paths in occasions like this again."
"See you later, Sakura-san."
"Bye Pinky!"
The two watched the girl leave, neither of them acknowledging each other's presence. Deidara chuckled to himself and lied down on the ground in a fit of laughter. His sides hurt but he didn't care.
"That was fucking EPIC!"
Itachi stared down at him. "You do realize that you made the situation worse."
"Fuck that! I like this pinky way better than that goody-two-shoes with a brother complex!" He laughed once again. "Did you see that round-house!?"
This time the Uchiha allowed himself to smirk. "It was unexpected."
Deidara bolted up from his lying position and grinned. "To think that little spit fire had it in her! I mean I was surprised to see a girl like her tear down her dining hall when she was pissed but this? This is awesome!"
"It was quite the turn around,"
Deidara pulled out his phone and dialed a familiar number. The receiver answered on the third ring.
Did you find her?
"Yeah, un."
Itachi glanced at the blonde. He was back to his idiotic self once again.
Where is she then?
"I found her but she went all crouching tiger and threatened us to not interfere with her again," He laughed. "How come Hidan never mentioned that his sister is totally bad-ass? I mean the girl fucking roundhouses me out of nowhere and—" Itachi pulled out his phone to text the others that their target was on the move again, he refrained himself from hurting the rambling bomber and sent the message of what had transpired earlier.
"—the girl was… Itachi? Yeah he's here," Deidara threw his phone towards him, which he caught with ease.
"Pein-san?"
Is it true?
"Yes, Sakura-san made it clear that she has no intention of associating with Akatsuki in any way or form."
Well…
Deidara joined his side.
We can't have that now… can't we?
The two members smirked.
Things were going to be a lot more fun.
Dun Dun Dun!
A total 360 of the whole humor thing! Okay please read this. PLEASE DO.
I've read OTI over and over and over and over and fucking over again but please understand. I've started this when I was in second year of high school. It was fun writing nonsense and seeing you people enjoy it made me continue. Despite the original plot in mind the whole thing was a fucking mess. But I loved the first chapters and you guys do to. So instead of re-writing the whole fucking thing as I had originally planned to do but went against it because of you guys. I decided to do this. For now let us please keep into mind that for OTI chapter 8 is the actual beginning of the story and chapters 1-7 were just the side dishes to keep our bored selves amused. I'm not sure if I can maintain the outrageous happenings which you all find funny because it pains me to see how I started with this. The writing was horrible and too messy.
But I will try to incorporate some humor though a bit toned down.
I'm not really sure as to how you guys will react to this change but I have changed in my writing. Not saying much because I haven't fucking updated in forever but I did.
I will assure you that the plot will not change, though the writing will. Obviously.
So… reviews?
Happy Holidays all!