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Yuki stopped in front of the large, school doors and glanced behind her. For a second it felt like someone was watching her. Their eyes burning on her back sending shivers down her spine. She felt like some was watching her from time to time but disregarded it thinking it was all in her head. She was going to do the same now.

The court yard in front of the school was full of students all were talking loudly and preparing for the school day. Girls were squealing excitedly and eyeing one male of interest, some had their eyes on multiple males. Yuki was a bit confused as she watched a female hand a handsome, raven hair male a small box then a blond.

Deidara Iwa and Itachi Uchiha, Yuki vaguely knew who the Uchiha was. She knew girls were obsessed with him and if any girl got near him they would feel the worth of his fan club. She would rather avoid males that had a fan clubs and females all together. Deidara she knew because he was in same homeroom as her and was loud and always starting a commotion. That and Yuki had a huge crush on the youngest member of the Akatsuki gang despite him having a fan club. She made brief eye contact with Itachi before she turned around.

"Hey un," Deidara said running up to her and stopping right in front of her so she could not enter.

Yuki blinked a few times a bit surprised that Deidara was talking to her. Not that she was happy to have Deidara talking to her, she just never associated with rebels students much. Deidara was trouble and his association with the famous Akatsuki gang mad him dangerous. The most dangerous thing about Deidara was not the fact that he was in a gang or he rebellious student no it was his fan club.

Yuki turned around to see a couple of girls glaring at and gossiping about what whore she was for throwing herself at Diedara. She was so embarrassed with the new gossip and glares coming her way she didn't notice the quick glare the Uchiha and Deidara gave one another before, the Uchiha walked in.

"I have a question for you hmm," the blond artist questioned. He ruffled the long bang in front of his left eye. It was attractive move granted to make any girl swoon. Yuki felt her heart race at the movement and her cheeks heat up.

Deidara was an attractive male though he had a fun club after all. He was only a few inches taller than Yuki though thanks to how he had his hair up in a high ponytail gave him a few more inches. He had bright blue eyes though only one was shown and he always had very sly smirk on his lips. Though the thing Yuki liked a lot about him was in fact his personality and it showed very well with how he wore the school uniform and how he acted. His red sweater vest and gray pants all wrinkled up and messy he wore a black bandana with red clouds on it, warning everybody he was in the Akatsuki.

She was at loss for words, and nodded and waited for the question though she should be heading to class, but wasn't everyday Deidara would talk to her. She was curious as to why he would now.

"Are you really snobby hmm?" Deidara asked with a stupid look on his face. Yuki wanted to slap him so bad as she bit her bottom lip and glared at him. She was trying to keep cool after all she had to school was no place for her to show her temper.

They stared at each other for five long seconds. The wind picked up a bit brushing Yuki's hair in front of her face. It seemed to wake her up from controlling her temper, she swallowed it down. Giving one last glare to the idiot she stuck her nose in the air and walked inside the school.

Deidara scratched his head confused as to why she was now glaring at him. Did he say something wrong he shrugged and followed her inside.

Yuki chose to ignore him as she walked to her locker and change her shoes. Girls were gossiping over who should get the chocolate and how their crushes would react upon seeing said chocolate. They stopped gossiping and glared at Yuki as she walked past them, Deidara right behind her.

"you know what today is hmm?" the blond normally ended his sentence in a grunt or 'hmm,'. He leaned on one of the tan shoe lockers. Yuki didn't answer still insulted by his question. She took off her shoes and replaced them with her inside shoes, "its Valentine's day un,"

"Your point?" Yuki growled. She wasn't much into the hold unless she was the one getting the chocolate. She had forgotten that it was the holiday but she had no chocolate to give anyone to care.

Deidara grinned and opened his locker "So you do talk un," he winked.

Yuki blushed as she looked inside her locker. She was really hating that man she was trying to stay angry at him but then he grinned and suddenly she wasn't mad. She was trying to control her emotion so they weren't so loose but it was hard thanks to Deidara's next move.

"You're not going to talk to me anymore hmm?" he closed Yuki's locker and moved closer to her so he was inches from her face, his arms inching to wrap around her waist.

Yuki opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out, so she shook her head slightly. Deidara glanced over her shoulder at something before making eye contact with her once again a smug grin on his face, "do you like Itachi hmm?" she heard someone their locker from behind her but she didn't bother to see who as she surprised by Deidara's question. What an odd question to ask? Though she didn't blame him, the Uchiha males had one half of the female student's attention.

"The eldest of the Uchiha boys correct?" she knew who he was. Deidara nodded, his face looking displeased for a second. Yuki moved a finger close to her lips, "I don't even know him to like him," True Yuki hardly even said hello to him. Yes the boy was handsome and Yuki had a tiny crush on him but that was solely based on looks.

She felt a cold glare pass her way and Deidara was holding a look of achievement on his face as he stood straighter. She had no idea Deidara had been leaning or how close they had gotten but Yuki began to feel very awkward, "uh,"

"Let me walk you to class," Deidara said finally wrapping his arms around Yuki's waist and leading her to class. Her face reddened as she tired scrabbling out of his arms despite how great it felt and it how much it made her heart race.

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