A/N: I'M SORRY.
I haven't updated in almost a week. I have a good reason for the first four days, however. Well, it's kind of good. First of all, I'm a procrastinator when it comes to school. And I have Japanese school on Saturdays, and we had summer vacation not too long ago. We had four projects to be done. And guess what? All four, I did on the last week. That's what happens when I'm watching youtube.
I kind wrote part of this on Sunday, then my dad told me to get off the computer. And then I didn't practice my oboe (which I had actually forgotten about), so my dad said no computer on Monday. And I finally got on today, but I was gone all morning because of a three hour cheer practice.
It's about three pm here, but I will, repeat, I will be posting another chapter tomorrow morning. I made you guys wait too long. DX
Oh...I better play oboe today, so I can get on tomorrow.
Thank you for reading!
Kuroui: :3 I love protective Sasori...Yep...I kind of always thought Itachi's dad was such a bastard. :/
SasoxDei: Lol, I can sense that you are happy. X) Awh, a lot? That sucks...
glitterthorn: I almost felt like it was actually too soon though, because I really hate it when it's like: Meet, friends, fall in love in a span of like, two months. Actually, I swear, there's people at my school that are like that...Oh, but I like your stories though!
Sasunarufan101: It gave me a laugh. :3 Damn, but I want a laptop...I have a dell...and there's those gigantic super old Macs in my sister's room...
Anonymous: Awh, thank you! And sorry for the late update. DX
Lizard Lover: Thanks! :)
Quote of the Chapter that Kind of has to do with the this Chapter:
"What we play is life." ~Louis Armstrong
Chapter 25: The Normal School Day
Konan sighed, buttoning up her knit jacket that was underneath her still unbuttoned black blazer. The knit jacket was a light pale color that was close to white, but it was still distinguishable from the snow white collared top.
She wondered why it had suddenly gotten so cold when November rolled in. The temperatures immediately dropped down to the forty's (in Fahrenheit) from the warm sixties in the morning.
The third-year woman smirked, dipping her right forefinger in an eyeshadow base container. She smeared it against her eyelids, and then reached for a stick of Maybelline mascara (1) and her container of ultramarine eyeshadow.
"What are you all so smiley about, Konan?"
Konan's smirk grew as she added a last coat of mascara on her left eyelashes. She screwed the top back on and set it down on the vanity desk. Still on the chair, the bluenette swiftly turned around, her short, indigo hair fluttering a little.
"Oh...Nagato," she taunted. "If you only knew..."
She flashed a mischievous smile at him, challenging the orange-haired man to guess what was on her mind.
Pain chuckled a bit, and advanced toward his girlfriend from his spot near the door. He sat down on the pink cushioned bench, wrapping an arm around Konan's shoulders.
"Come on, tell me..." he "begged" playfully.
And then, all of a sudden, Konan blurted out, "Dei-chan is now dating Sasori!" She jumped off of the bench and started twirling around the room until her hip met the side of the bookshelf. The woman fell on the floor dramatically.
Pain just sat their astonished.
"Wait..."
His eyes bulged out of their sockets as a penis was supposed to out of boxers.
"WHAT THE HELL?"
Konan began laughing hysterically on the floor.
"Shit...how did Konan find out?" Sasori asked.
Deidara shrugged dramatically. "I don't know, yeah! But she's probably—"
"Sasori-kun!"
An ebony haired girl that looked somewhat like Itachi began rushing over toward them. She looked in quite a hurry.
Sasori cursed under his breath. "Fuck. That's Seiki."
The girl skidded to a stop as she reached in front of the two, but only concentrated on the red head.
"I-Is it t-true?" she breathed, looking as though she was about to cry.
"What is?" Sasori snarled, flashing her a look that she was lower than the ground they walked on.
"T-that you're d-dating someone now?" Seiki Ai answered/questioned.
"My personal life has nothing to do with you," the red head shot back. He grabbed Deidara's arm tightly, muttering, "Let's go," before leaving the fangirl's heart to shatter.
As they reached a place where Ai could no longer be seen, Deidara finally spoke up.
"D-Danna...please let go of my arm, un. It hurts like hell, yeah," she whimpered, trying to break free of Sasori's naturally iron-vice grip.
Upon hearing that, the second-year immediately let go, realizing he was hurting the blonde.
"Sorry," he apologized.
Deidara shook her head. "It's fine...it's just that..." She was quiet for about ten seconds before she inhaled sharply and pulled the sleeve of her pale knit jacket up.
Underneath the right sleeve were three brand new cuts. They weren't bleeding, but it was outright obvious they were new from the color.
Sasori looked at it with a pitiful glance. But before he could spurt another apology, clatters of a pair of feet sounded on the other end of the hall. The artistic duo turned their heads to see Itachi, looking extremely stressed.
"Someone needs to put a cork up Kizu's mouth and ass," she hissed with fake nonchalance.
"Is he hitting on you again?" Sasori asked calmly, not wanting to get murdered by a certain Uchiha. Especially because she was a girl.
Itachi sighed angrily. "Yes. But now he's just following me around like a lost puppy dog. Oh, and by the way, are you two dating?"
The question almost caught Sasori and Deidara off guard. Deidara blinked, and Sasori shut his eyes and shook his head.
"No? Because from what I heard, you two practically are?"
"Eh? Who did you here from, un?"
"Kisame," Itachi answered. "He said that he was watching you two when you—"
"He saw that, un?" Deidara yelled, blushing furiously. It was embarrassing enough to kiss Sasori when they were alone, but Kisame had to be watching them? "Wait, un. How could he have been watching us, yeah? We were—"
"There are such things called bushes, Deidara," Sasori responded for Itachi. "I found out after he called me."
"You...you...ugh!" Deidara threw her hands up in air, pouting.
Itachi chuckled. "So you two...aren't going out?"
Sasori grumbled something under his breath before replying. "We aren't yet, but it's kind of like we are. And how does almost the entire school know?"
The raven head shrugged. "Kisame? Oh, and by the way, Pain is looking for you two. I'll tell him where you are."
"Is it the same question, yeah?"
"Pretty much."
With that, Itachi disappeared around the corner.
"Dammit, yeah."
"Since Kisame was the one who started it, should we go kill him?" Sasori suggested.
"Not so fast, un. First, we take out all of his entrails. Then, we cut up his back and pour lemon juice on it, yeah. And then we kill him."
The red head placed his right hand gently on Deidara's. "You need to put that brain to work like that more often, brat."
Deidara giggled a bit. "I'm not a brat, yeah," she defended.
"Oh really, no?" Sasori pushed his face a little downwards and closer to Deidara's. Deidara tried to back away, but the hand on her head moved around her shoulders, immobilizing the top half.
"N-n-no, u-un," the blonde sputtered.
Sasori smirked, leaning down to gently—
"See, I told you Nagato!"
Sasori and Deidara immediately pulled away from each other, and Deidara almost screamed. But a different scream was heard, the one from their leader.
"Oh my me..." he muttered. His eyes were the size of saucer plates, and his mouth hung open. "Konan...holy shit..."
Sasori folded his arms in aggravation. "What the hell did you do, Konan?" he hissed, waiting her replying.
"Kisame," she stated.
That actually did explain it in the best way. Sure, Kisame was really kind and stuff, but he was kind of a...blabbermouth.
"Are we still up for the lemon juice, un?" Deidara asked Sasori.
Sasori nodded.
Pain raised an eyebrow. "Lemon juice?"
"First, we take out all of his entrails. Then, we cut up his back and pour lemon juice on it, yeah. And then we kill him, yeah," Deidara quoted herself.
"Sounds fun..."
Pain rolled his eyes. "So...are you two going out?"
Deidara shrunk back. "That's all we've been asked all morning, un."
"Well, are you?" the orange haired man asked impatiently.
Sasori folded his arms again. "We'll tell you the truth. Well, Konan probably told you, but I asked Deidara out, and Deidara told me that she wanted to wait, and then we hugged, and then she kissed me."
Konan's face lit up. "Where?"
"On...the cheek?"
"Aw, dammit. I wanted it to be the mouth."
The red head rolled his eyes. "And so did I, but it doesn't really matter."
Konan turned around, and began to leave with her boyfriend. "Yeah, well you two can smooch all you want, but do it when I'm around."
"When hell freezes over."
Today was actually a happy day at Shinobi High.
...
If you were an Akatsuki member. Kind of.
Why?
Because. Now shut up and keep reading.
"Get the hell away from me, Kizu," Itachi hissed.
"Aw, c'mon sweetie...don't be so harsh on me..."
"I wouldn't fucking do that if I were fucking you~" Hidan taunted, grinning maniacally at Takeichi.
Kizu spit on Hidan's desk. "What, I'm gonna explode?"
Hidan spit back, but on the other male's face. "Uhh...heh, well, close ass enough."
Takeichi's eye twitched, and he walked off.
Hidan turned around and looked at Deidara. "Did you bring them?"
Deidara rolled her eyes and pulled out a small package that was shaped like a candy wrapper. "When do I not, yeah?"
All three first-years gave an evil smile. It was almost time for lunch. Deidara reached over toward her left and gave Itachi the item.
Itachi nodded with expectation toward the item. "Good."
Soon enough, the bell rang, signaling their lunch break. The teacher clapped her hands twice, and announced, "All right then class. Have your lunch, and be ready for art next." With that, she exited the room.
Deidara leaned back in her chair as she opened her lunch on her desk. "Ah...this is going to be one of the greatest days of my life, yeah."
She and Hidan glanced toward Itachi who was currently getting up out of her seat.
"Kizu."
Almost immediately, Takeichi turned around to face Itachi. His lunch was already out on his desk.
"Learn from your mistakes," Itachi simply said. She had Takeichi's full on attention, and with that for an advantage, she shoved the item under the wrapping of his bento.
"What?" Takeichi asked, raising an eyebrow and grinning.
"Nothing."
Itachi walked back toward Hidan and Deidara, leaving a confused Takeichi to fend for himself.
"That fucking sucked, Itachi," Hidan said, unimpressed.
"It doesn't matter," she shot back in a harsh whisper. "I would've gotten his attention no matter what."
"Okay, okay, you two, yeah. Now shhh. It should go off in about ten seconds, un."
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BANG
"HOLY SHIT!"
"What the hell, Takeichi?"
"What the fuck was that?"
And as much as the rest of the class was scared shitless (possibly with some literal terms...) Deidara, Hidan, and Itachi were close to suffocating from their own laughter.
Exploding Lunches?
Check.
Sasori groaned. If it wasn't bad enough this morning, he was continuously bombarded with questions about his relationship status.
"Saso—"
All right, that's it.
"No, I am not in a relationship. However, yes, I am taken. How that is possible, you may ask that man." He pointed toward Kisame, who had (un?)fortunately was moved to the same class as Sasori.
These were one of those unfortunate moments.
"Aw, c'mon Sasori, don't be mad forever!" Kisame begged.
They had finally gotten out of the classroom and into the hallway for some quiet, but that wasn't going to last long.
"SASORI-KUN!"
Sasori and Kisame began running from the rabid fangirls.
"WHY ARE YOU DATING SOMEONE ELSE?"
"I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL!"
The popular red head glowered at Kisame, and uttered. "This is why I won't forgive you Kisame."
And for once, Kisame understood.
Fangirl chasings?
Check.
"Konan! No more than two open buttons on your shirt!"
Third button.
Open.
"Holy shit—"
Something leaked from Pain's nose.
Nosebleeds?
Check.
Good day?
Maybe.
I dunno.
(1) Yep. That shit's sold in Japan as well. Well, I haven't tried it, but I don't think it's actually crap. It's pretty good from what I've heard.