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Chapter Three: Awkward Beginnings

Once I shook off the embarrassment of having been thrown to the floor we started up the large stares. They were black glossy marble stairs that you could use as a mirror. I glanced at Deidara; he had a wide smile on his face. Those smiles scared me, I could never tell if they were going to poke fun at me or complement me. I am self contuses person, not that I want to be but no one other than family has ever given me a positive compliment on my looks.

"Fallow me un," Deidara said when we got to the top of the stares. I nodded timidly and fallowed just behind him as he headed briskly down the dark hallway. "You can bunk with me and Sasori if you want hmm." He said. I blushed and shrugged at the thought of being roommates with the two rather fine looking boys. I zipped up my three sizes to big sweater nervously glancing at my ID card clipped to it. "Is that a yes? Hmm? I'll get you your own room if you'd like yeah," he said after I failed to answer.

"N-no it's fine. If it'll be easiest for you guys I don't mind being a roommate," I said blushing even more after I realized that desperation rung in my voice. Deidara didn't seem to notes it.

"Great un!" Deidara cheered his arms over his head in rejoice. I just blinked looking at him. He wasn't much taller then me even if he must have been at lest two years older then me so I was practically eye level with him. "Wait let me think your going to need a uniform."

"I guess…" I started but he grabbed me by the wrist and he practically flew down the hall past red wood doors and marble columns. He skidded to a stop at the end of the hall with me nearly slamming into him. Thankfully I just sort of knocked into his shoulder.

He opened the sliding door that was set up on the wall reveling the black clothing he wore. He brought is hand to his jaw his index finger and thumb cupping his chin in thought.

"Your like an extra small eh?" he asked still looking over the clothing.

"Yea," I murmured shyly a little self-conscious about being so thin. He nodded and began pulling stuff out and then throwing the wrong sizes onto the floor.

"Ah ha!" he cried in triumph tossing a tang top at me then going back to the closet to find me an undershirt and pants. He quickly found the right sizes and gave them to me. "What shoe size are you hmm?"

"Eight and a half," I said looking at my all black and rather sexy uniform.

Deidara closed the first sliding door and moved to the one under it, which was filled with those weird toeless shoes. He handed me a pair of blue ones and lead me back down the hall leaving his mess all over the floor.

We stopped in front of one of the red doors and Deidara began to dig through his pockets. "Here it is," he muttered finding the key and unlocking the door. "Bathroom is over there," he said waving his hand to the left.

I looked around the dorm room clutching my uniform tightly to my chest. There was a worn black leather sofa, a coffee table covered in paints, pencils, and clay, a TV that was showing MTV's Sweet Sixteen. There were also a few easels leaning agensed the walls. On the other side of the room were three tiny beds with black sheets over them embroidered with red clouds. On the bed closest to the door sat Sasori typing away at a laptop.

I breathed in before heading into the bathroom and quickly locking the door. I sat on the toilet cover and hugged my knees. Everything had seemed to happen so fast I had no time to digest everything. What exactly is a Shinobi? What 'special skills' would I ever have? Why am I bunking with two guys? Doesn't this school have boy and girl dorms?

I shook my head and began to undress from my sweater, t-shirt, jeans, and work boots and into my fish net under shirt, black tang top, matching pants, and weirdo toeless shoes. (That were more convertible then they looked.) I looked myself in the mirror smiled then walked out of the tiny bathroom.

"Hi Sasori," I said feeling good in the uniform. He looked up at me with his lazy half open gaze and gave a nod. I smiled back at him and joined Deidara on the sofa as he flicked through the channels. "When's class start?"

"Not till tomorrow un, they want the noobs to settle in before classes begin," he replied looking over at me. "You look good in that yeah," he added as an after thought. This made Sasori's head pop up from his online chatting and raise a brow at us.

"Yea she looks okay," the red head said. Deidara put a rerun of the Simpson's on and propped his elbow on the armrest his chin in his palm. Sasori quickly went back to his computer and silence fell. The awkwardness was murder!

"So what's with this school anyway?" I asked and the two boys looked at me.

"It's a study for ninja," Sasori said flatly.

"Ninjas?" I nearly laughed.

"Yup this is a six year school for Shinobi," he said "or for however long you wish to study here for."

"I can't fight," I said appalled but Sasori only gave a tiny smile showing that he was amused.

"Everything will clear up when Pein-sama talks to you but for now your going to have to deal with the idea un," Deidara butted in. "I felt the same way when I was brought here."

"Well what's your special talent?" I grumbled sarcastically. I saw Deidara's visible eye flicker as he scooted closer to me and showed me his palm. It had a thick cress in the middle of it. It looked a bit like a scare before it twitched and pealed open showing ivory teeth that grinned at me. I squeaked watching the mouth open and a tongue stuck out and wiggled.

"Deidara you're scaring her," Sasori growled in disapproval but the blond ignored him taking a chunk of clay from the coffee table and putting it in the mouth. The mouth began to chew happily and I watched half amazed and half disgusted. A few moments later the mouth opened and spat out the now wet clay. Deidara closed his hand and began to pinch the clay then opened his hand again showing a small clay figure of a bird.

"On my command this bird would blow up," Deidara whispered, "it's my art hmm."

"That's," I started unsure of what to say "terrifyingly beautiful."

Deidara blinked then laughed closing his fist squishing the clay bomb. "That's a first yeah," Deidara smiled looking over at the TV.

"What's my power then?" I asked.

"It wont be known for a few weeks Jen-Chan you need to relax," Sasori stated.

In truth I couldn't just relax as Sasori had ordered. Too many things were going through my head.

"WHAT BASTARD MADE THIS MESS?" screamed a male voice from outside. All three of us looked at the door before Deidara sighed getting up. He opened the door and was greeted by more swears and yelling.

"Yea yah I got it Hidan un keep your head on," Deidara grumbled walking out and leaving the door ajar. Sasori shook his head going back to the computer. I bit my lip and after a moment of sitting there I got up and went after Deidara. As I turned I slammed into someone and fell right on my butt.

I looked up and saw a guy with angry violet eyes, white slicked back hair, and a scowl on his lips.

"Sorry," I mumbled getting up and tried to go around him but was stopped by the guy's arm.

"Wait a sec," he said in an annoying I'm-so-bad voice. "You're the new Akatsuki?"

"Yea," I said pressing my brows together.

"Your just a little girl," Hidan scoffed "must be a mistake."

"Is not," I said defensively looking up at the tall man. He looked way older then Deidara and Sasori, he must have been in his early twenties.

"O'rely?" he asked with a smirk.

Now I was getting pissed. I pushed his arm out of my way and huffed down the hall.

"Why you little b…" I heard him start but Sasori who had materialized by the door cut him off.

"Leave her alone Hidan don't you have better things to do?"

The silver haired man huffed before heading down the opposite way. Sasori crossed his arms and sighed before going back into the dorm to update his myspace.