Pairing: SakuraxDeidara

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the pickup line.

We should be lab partners, because you and I have chemistry.

No one is ever excited about getting to science, at least no one I know. Most people would rather chill and leisurely walk over to the science department while others enjoyed being late. Having that Orochimaru guy as a teacher doesn't change this fact. Sure, he was a pretty scary guy, but he can't stop me from being late.

The only reason I'm in class this early is because my first period class was right beside this one, and I didn't feel like moving anywhere else, so heck, why not go to class early?

As expected, I was the only one in class, some random guy in the corner being an exception. He had dark, round glasses on. Old fashion sunglasses in class? Whoa, what a freak.

That guy didn't particularly pique my interest, so I sat in the other corner and swung my legs on top of the desk. I had Orochimaru last year and from experience, I've learned that he comes in about a few seconds before the 2nd bell goes off. I've always wondered how he arrives right before class starts. Maybe he times it and goes in right when his alarm goes off or something. I mean, I always arrive when the bell rings and by the time I walk inside, he's walking towards his desk, so I could only imagine that he arrived a few seconds before I did.

But somehow, I was late and he wasn't.

Which was pretty darn unfair. Just saying.

Then, about two minutes into the first bell, someone bursts through the door, slamming it open. She was huffing and her cheeks were pink, just like her hair…hold on, her hair?

"YOUR HAIR'S PINK, UN!" I yelled, pointing at the girl.

She spares me a quick glance, turns her head towards the way she came from, sighs in what I think is relief, and walks towards me.

Or at least I thought she was walking towards me.

No, instead, she walks up to the middle of the classroom and places her books down, but the action was so loud, she might as well have thrown them down.

I winced at the noise. Was she angry at me? "Hey, Princess. Don't be such a hassle, un. If you got something to say, just say it."

She turned around then and I suddenly realized how gorgeously green her eyes were. And she didn't look angry at all. "I've got nothing to say to you." Her tone was clear of any emotions, but if I had to name one, it would be confusion.

Oh, so she isn't scared of me either? Normally, all the other kids would have run away in fear of getting caught with the school's delinquent. "Really?" I tried to threaten her with a menacing voice, just out of curiosity to see how she would react.

She did no such thing as flinch and instead, nodded quite innocently. "And it's natural."

"Hn?"

"My hair. It's naturally pink. Don't ask. I've got a weird family history."

My eyes widened slightly as realization dawned on me. Then, I chuckled. Hey, she's kind of cute. "I'd be more than happy to be a part of that family of yours, you know," I commented teasingly.

She blinked and tilted her head. That's kind of cute too, I noted. "Well, I'm the only sibling, but I'm sure my mother's happy enough just having me. I don't think she wants another child to take care of anyway."

I nearly gawked at her, but I resisted the urge to leave my jaw hanging. "Okay…or maybe I could marry you and become part of your family," I explained in a tone I would be using towards a preschooler. Then again, what reason would I have for talking to a preschooler other than for stealing a little something here and there just to watch them cry?

She seemed pretty indifferent so far, but from that blush radiating from her skin, I realized she was just your average high school girl. Even more cute. She's brave, oblivious, and shy.

"T-that's absurd," she stammered, trying to fight off the pink tint on her cheeks.

I chuckled again and got up, grabbing my bag and nonchalantly walking towards the desk beside her. I sat down and swung my legs over the desk in a similar manner as before. "So, what's your name, un?"

"It's r-rude to ask someone else's name before telling them yours." She was still recovering from the teasing comment earlier, as she was covering her cheeks with her nimble hands.

"Hm...touché." It was hard to believe that I was having a normal conversation, as in without lashing out or anything. "Deidara. Now, what's yours, Princess?"

"If I tell you, will you stop calling me 'Princess'?"

"I'll think about it."

"Haruno Sakura."

I smiled. "How befitting of you, Princess."

She grumbled and I laughed. "I'll save your first name for when things get intimate, sweetie." I didn't know whether she had gotten the hint or not, but by the dismissing wave of her hand, I concluded that she hadn't.

"Are you new?" She inquired quietly.

Having Sakura start the conversation off was strange, even if this was just their first meeting. So of course, I had to continue this conversation. "Nope. You've probably never seen me 'cause I'm a third year."

"You're a senior?" She repeated, head snapping towards me.

I nodded with a sense of what I thought was pride. "Just failed this course last year, so I had to repeat it." Maybe this part wasn't very prideful.

"Oh," she turned back and I kind of missed the way she had looked at me, but I continued to study her delicate features. "That sucks."

"Yeah," I responded absentmindedly with my elbow resting on the table and my palm propping my head up.

The classroom was completely silent for a few more moments and the random dude in the corner was completely out of my mind. It was just me and her, the both of us, in the room together.

"You know…we should be lab partners, because you and I have chemistry, un."

I stared at her to see if she would smile and agree. It was then that I realized she hadn't smiled a single time since she's entered.

"Hey, smile for me."

I saw her fidget. "Why?"

"I just want to see."

Kids started pouring into the classroom, but I ignored them.

"Why?"

"I want you to smile for me."

"Why?"

It was a pretty one-sided conversation and it was apparent that it wasn't getting anywhere. I sighed and combed my blonde hair with my long fingers. "Why is this so hard?" I mumbled more to myself than her.

"Just look at yourself in the mirror and smile. Your smile's nice anyway."

I looked up just in time to see a faint tug on the corners of her lips. She was smiling, but it was fleeting. Just as soon as it had appeared, it disappeared. Making this girl smile was going to be a challenge, but hey, I'd take up this challenge any day.

Then Orochimaru came in along with his creepy vibe, filling the whole classroom in fear, but I was warm just where I was, beside Sakura.

She turned her attention to the front and I did so too.

"And about the lab partner thing…" She started. I turned to look at her, eyes filled with hope. "Sure, why not? I mean, we do have chemistry class together."

I fell out of my chair.

And I have detention on the first day of school.

Oh, poor Deidara. Orochimaru's harsh, giving him a detention just because he disrupted his class.

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