A/N: I don't have much to say right now. Well, I guess I do have about three things.

First, I am starting a doujinshi for this fanfic, which you will eventually can see on my DA. I'm drawing the cover for the first chapter at the moment.

Second, thank you to the 6 reviews last time! Very much.

Third, here are my replies:

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So, here's another chapter! I am probably halfway through with this story. Yay for me! I actually plan to finish this story the day before school starts (August 14), so I guess about...17 more chapters. DAMMIT! Stupid school, stupid Japanese school! I'm not finished with my homework! *runs around the room screaming while you read the chapter and review*

Chapter 21: Feelings

Konan caught the phone just in time, placing it on her ear, not trusting her boyfriend with the phone anymore.

"Sorry Sasori. That sound was Nagato dropping the phone."

"Oh it's oka—"

"OMGGGEEEEEEE! YOU LIKE DEI-CHAN? SERIOUSLY? THIS IS ALMOST THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!" Konan suddenly interrupted.

The other side of the line was silent for a little bit. "...Are you done?" finally came.

"Yes. Sorry about that as well," the bluenette apologized through the phone.

"It's fine. Just...don't do that again. I really don't need to get ear drum replacements. Now, what the hell am I going to do?"

Konan thought for a moment—wait, a second. "Well, ask her out, duh!" It was obvious, sheesh Sasori.

Sasori almost face palmed. Was the nuts? "Konan, just because I find out I like a girl a teensy bit doesn't mean I have to ask her out right that second!"

"Well, fine! Where's she now?" Konan questioned.

The red head bit his lower lip before answering, "She went home." That is, if you could call that place a home. That father—son of a bitch.

"You let her go home! What's wrong with you? Agh, dammit!"

Konan let out an aggravated sigh on the other line. Dammit, dammit, dammit. Once calmed, she eased herself to slowly breathe. "Okay...here, just let me calm down, and you get your thoughts sorted out. Call...Kisame or someone for now. I'll talk to you tomorrow at school, alright?"

Sasori nodded. "Okay, thanks Konan, bye." He pressed the end button, and the line went silent. Now, where was Kisame...Hoshigaki, Hoshigaki, oh, there it is.

The red head surprisingly only had about twenty contacts on his phone. The Akatsuki—Pain, Konan (and their house, but that was included), Kisame, Itachi, Deidara, Kakuzu, Hidan, Tobi, and Zetsu—and a couple of some other friends, none of which were girls for obvious reasons. But of course, some of them would deliberately try and put their number on his IPhone. None of them have succeeded. Or at least succeeded and lived. Just kidding.

Brrr...brrrrrr...brrrrr

"What?" Kisame's voice appeared a little harsher than normal.

Sasori only drew one conclusion. "Are you currently making out with Itachi?"

His answer was quick. "Yes, and now she's kind of disappointed, so you need to hurry, what's u—okay, okay, hold on Ita-chan."

Sasori rolled his eyes and sighed. "I like Deidara."

"You're point?"

"I like like Deidara."

He heard Kisame start choking on...hopefully nothing. If Kisame was here right now, Sasori would've given him the hardest glare possible—the Sasori Death Glare.

After a thirty second silence, Kisame spoke up. "Well, so, did you need my advice?" he asked.

Sasori thought a moment. "Well," he began. "Since you were the one who asked out Itachi, and you're the one dating her, I suppose I could use some of what you have in what's in between your ears. Hopefully it is brain."

The second-year snickered. "Hm, isn't this unusual. You asking for my help. The almighty Akasuna no Saso—"

"Kisame, shut up before your insides are on the outside," Sasori warned, but his face slightly tinted red. Yes, it was unusual for such a great "power" as him to ask help. As far as anyone knew, Sasori did things all by himself. "Now just tell me what to do."

"Well, I'm not a girl, so I don't completely know. Since you're her partner, just get to know her a bit more, and what not. I think you can leave the rest to Konan though."

Some advice... Sasori thought, grumbling something incoherent. "Fine. Thanks. Bye."

He flopped down on the couch after turning off his IPhone. "Jashin...that's just enough for one day."

~*~*~The Next Day, at School~*~*~

"Dammit, Dei-chan, you really have to tell us when this kind of things happen!" Konan scolded the younger. She gently patted Deidara's face with a wet washcloth.

"Ow, un! And I told you, I can take care of this myself, yeah! I've done it before; it happens everyday!"

Konan pressed the washcloth harder into the wound. "Well, maybe if you would...uh...uhh..."

Deidara laughed. "I win, un!"

"Fine, oh fine, just hold still while I put on a band-aid for you. Too much concealer isn't good for your skin, you know!"

Deidara flinched as Konan finished putting the band-aid on the cut on her cheek. After getting home from the festival, Deidara got hit by a glass bottle by her father. And dammit, it hurt like bitch! But she never complained.

"Okay, I'm done! Now off to class you go!" Konan said, flipping Deidara around, and shoving her out the door. Now, for her own hair.

Deidara sighed as she was pushed out of the restroom. She flung her black bag over her shoulder, a tracked down the hallways of Shinobi High. It was kind of quiet, but there were still a few students chit chatting in the hallways.

With her arrival to her classroom, she was greeted with a wave from Tomoya. "Heya, Deidara-chan. Oh, what happened to your cheek?" His head was on the desk, his face facing forward. He pointed toward Deidara with his finger to point out the band-aid.

"Oh...this, un? It's nothing really, just a scrape," Deidara replied, smiling.

"Well, aren't you fucking clumsy."

"Good morning to you too, Hidan, un," the blonde grumbled.

"Hey, I got some funny news!" Hidan cried.

Itachi suddenly showed up glaring at him. "You tell her either one of those news and you are going to get killed by one, two, or three people, Hidan," she hissed.

"Aw, Itachi, c'mon, you're no fucking fun!"

Deidara sighed. Typical Hidan.

"Oh...well, Kuukai...I...I love you too..."

The first-year whipped around at the sound of three words. I love you.

"Awh, that's sweet," Tomoya commented. "Miki and Kuukai love each other."

"No it's not," Deidara suddenly said bitterly. "It's disgusting."

Apparently, Miki had heard what she said. "Hey, Iwakatsu, just because you're too ugly for anyone to pick you up doesn't mean that you should be lashing out on others!" she yelled. Miki was also part of those girls who hated Deidara.

"At least I know what love actually is, unlike a certain someone, un," Deidara shot back.

Tomoya began to panic, not comprehending why Deidara was so angered by the simple "I love you"s. On the other hand, Hidan and Itachi stared at each other nervously. They knew why Deidara was so pissed, it was from Shunji.

"Of course I know what it is!" Miki shouted. Even her boyfriend was starting to get a little nervous. "How would you know that you knew what love is, huh?"

"You're pitiful, un. I almost feel sorry for you."

Deidara stood up and went to her chair, sitting down on it. And of course, the entire day, Miki glared at Deidara, Kuukai tried to calm Miki down, Itachi and Hidan exchanged nervous glances, and Tomoya was confused on the highest level.

One fucking happy day.

~*~*~After School~*~*~

"Well, you should ask her about music, and actually get into the music she likes."

Sasori gave Konan a blank look. "Konan, half of the music she likes is in English. That's the only subject I'm almost failing in."

"Then even better idea!" Konan cried. "Get her to help you!"

"She's a year younger than me."

"Who's a year younger than you, un?"

Deidara stepped in on their conversation with Hidan and Itachi.

"You," Konan said quickly, before Sasori could come up with some stupid excuse to not be with whom he believed he liked. Like liked.

"What about me, hmmm?"

"You want to make out with her?" Itachi asked, smirking a little.

"That was you with Kisame last night," Sasori snapped back. "Anyway, Deidara, I need help with English. Are you willing?"

"To do what, un?"

Konan almost face palmed. Sasori, you're an idiot. Dei-chan, I love you, but you're so oblivious.

"To help me with English. Konan told me you lived in America for a while, and you listen to English music. That means you know it, right?"

Deidara nodded slowly. "Un. I guess, yeah. But we have to go to your house, un."

"Obviously."

"Like we're ever letting you go back there."

"Well, it's kind of my house, yeah."

"I know, but like, we're trying to keep you from it, as much as possible," Kona muttered.

"I know, I know, un. Thank you."

"Alright, brat, c'mon, English is awaiting."

Sasori grabbed Deidara's wrist and started dragging her toward the direction of the train station.

"Well, they're getting along well," Konan stated. "I wish Sasori good luck."

"About what?" Kakuzu asked, walking toward them with Kisame and Pain behind him.

"Kisame knows...right?" Konan said, ignoring Kakuzu for a moment.

"Of course, Konan."

"What?" Kakuzu hissed. He did not liked to be ignored, it pissed him off quite a lot.

"Sasori likes Deidara. As in, a crush," the bluenette announced, snickering.

Kakuzu, and Hidan's eyes widened.

"Holy fucking bitch ass's Jashin!"

"Hidan!"

"Sorry, but, wait, what the fuck? Puppet fucker likes Dei-chan?" he asked, extremely puzzled.

"Yeah," Konan answered. "And if it goes well, he won't be 'Puppet fucker' anymore, he'll be 'Dei fucker'."

Everyone laughed at that. But still, that wasn't something that needed to be implanted in their minds. Just...don't think about it. Oh, the best way to get someone to think about something is to tell them to not think about it.

Don't think of your grandparents having sex!

Oh, you twisted fuck.

Well, back to the story.

"Wait, Konan, did he actually say that, or did you just draw that conclusion?" Kakuzu questioned.

"He told me last night. He called up Nagato and me, and said that he like liked Deidara. So, now, I'm starting a new project!"

Kisame raised an eyebrow. "What kind of project?"

"I'm glad you asked!" Konan exclaimed. "It's called, 'Get Deidara and Sasori Together at All Costs'!"

Hidan's eyebrows furrowed, and he frowned. "Wait, Konan-bitch."

"What? Do you have a problem with it?" Konan shot back, slightly offended.

"Well, yeah...kind of..." Hidan muttered.

"I think I know," Itachi butted in, holding up her pointer finger. "We have to help her out with her dad first. Because there's no way they can hold up a relationship like that. Also, if her dad ever found out that she's dating someone again, he would think that she's told them her secret. I mean, she already has, but I think it's more important that we think about her and our safety before we go out and do anything 'fun'," she explained. "I definitely want for them to get together, but we want anything that doesn't belong in our life, out of it, before we do anything. There's a chance of risking a life here."

Konan looked down. "You're right, Itachi-chan. What are we going to do?"

Pain frowned and folded his arms. "It's been about a month since she told us, and I really don't want to think about the kind of things she's been having to go through. I think we want to solve this as soon as possible. Itachi, you too. We've said this once and we'll say it again. We can't keep too much from each other, because the only person who's going to end up being hurt is ourselves.

"We'll solve all of this. We'll figure it out, eventually. As Pain, I promise."

A/N: *stops screaming* Don't worry, it wasn't that I forgot the quotes at the end of the second to last paragraph. It's supposed to be like that.

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