A.N: Yea another Academy update. I know this one always gets updated alot faster then the other three but I have a very good explaination! This fic is saved in a laptop which is easyer to get into then the computer in my room. In other words I'm to lazy to go upstairs and turn on my computer.

disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but I dream that the Akatsuki are my man slaves

Chapter Nine: A Quick Geography Lesson And The Death Of Physics

No one was home when I got to the dorm. I was pretty happy for the down time too. Itachi had disappeared before I had even saw Ino coming over to me so I had guessed training was over.

I took the bathroom for myself happy to take all the hot water. I was still annoyed with Deidara for turning off my alarm so he could have the cold water. As for Sasori well I had never really seen him go into the bathroom so I wasn't sure if he took showers being a puppet and all, but even if he did I don't think he'd be able to feel the cold water. I'm just guessing over here of course again I really don't know anything but how not to throw a kunai.

I stole Deidara's flat iron since I still didn't have one and came out of the bathroom like an hour later since I am so damn slow with drying my hair. I don't know how Deidara does it since he has more hair then I do!

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. When I walked out Deidara was on his bed huffing his clothing covered in ash and he smelled like something burned. When he looked up he smiled insanely and his eye (the one not covered by a scope) was glazed over as if he was high on something not meant for school grounds.

"Deidara are you alright?" I asked staying near the doorframe of the bathroom.

"Hmm? Oh yes I'm perfectly content," he laughed the grin on his face widening.

"Are you on something?" I murmured raising a brow.

"Only on my art the fleeting wonders of its explosions!" he said getting to his feet. "You should have been there I nearly defeated Sasori too! I was so close for me art to rain supreme hmm! Of only you had been there perhaps I would have won Jen-Chan!"

I couldn't tell if Deidara was angry with me or not; the insanity in his voice and eyes were throwing me off. I stayed silent watching him as he sat back down rolling his shoulders in agitation. He was stressed I could tell now that he had calmed down.

"I'm sorry but I need to start training," I said "and Pein-sama assigned me as Itachi's subordinate so I don't have a choice but to train with him."

"You're spending way to much time with that Uchiha ass hole! His' coldness will rub off on you un!" Deidara yelled. "He doesn't trust in art as you and I do he thinks it's foolish! When in reality he is the fool hmm!"

"It's not my fault!" I screamed back losing my temper "and I like Itachi he's a great teacher and no matter what you say I'm not going to leave from under his care!"

"You could ask Pein-sama to make Sasori your sempai un," he said a little more desperately. "Then we could hang out more hmm."

"But Sasori is your sempai, he already has enough trouble keeping you in line forget both of us," I said putting a hand on my hip. "And like I said before I like Itachi he's cool and I like his no nonsense attitude because he answers my questions without twisting them around on me. That's what I've been wanting since I got onto that damned bus, I just want answers to my questions."

"But Jen-Chaaan," he whined and I held up a hand to shut him up.

"How about we go out later when Sasori gets home?" I asked and he gave me a half smile "but first you need a shower."

When we were ready to leave after some coxing Sasori to come with us we were ready to leave. We put on our high collared robes and hats since it wasn't training time and we were told to wear them when we go out for public affairs. Hidan and his roommate Kakuzu had added themselves to the group when Kakuzu over heard Sasori saying he'd pay for the dinner. I wasn't too happy with having to hang with load mouth Hidan but it didn't seem like they where going to leave anytime soon.

We walked into the rather large Italian restaurant that was across the street from the jade stone Waterfall Temple.

"I sure miss the smell of good food," Hidan said who was from France but took vacations in Italy with his family when he was younger.

"I've been living off fast food the past three days," I said with a smile as we sat ourselves down at an empty table.

"Aw damn it," Hidan grumbled looking at the menu "all the menus are in English."

"What do you think your speaking?" I asked raising a brow.

"Um duh Japanese," he replied sarcastically "the jutsu that keeps this place secret also makes us all speak it but we can't read it unless we know Japanese to begin with. And since I don't know a lot of English do you really think I can read a menu in all English?"

"Ow my head hurts," I mumbled as the realization that I've been speaking a language I didn't know dawned on me.

"Mine's in English too un," Deidara sighed. Only Sasori and me didn't need new menus since Sasori's father was from an English part of Ireland and only spoke to Sasori in English while his mother only spoke to him in only Egyptian, which I found pretty awesome. But then again he really didn't need a menu at all since he didn't need food.

Once we all got our food we started eating well except Sasori Hidan who was promptly slicing his hand open and poring the blood from the fresh wound onto his food and into his wine.

"Hidan would you stop with your retarded rituals just this once?" Kakuzu growled angrily.

"You are a raciest bastard!" Hidan yelled, "I'm expressing my religion so shut the hell up!"

"Feh," Kakuzu muttered pulling down his mask and showing off a mouth that seemed to be sowed up from ear to ear like a male vision of the Black Dollia (sp?). His skin was dark and hard as boiled leather and it seemed that most of his body was stitched up but I couldn't be sure since only his face and hands were visible.

"So um were are you from Kakuzu?" I asked and he looked over at me.

"Mongolia," he replied gazing at me with yellow eyes. He had maybe the lightest but most likely the most deviating transformation I'd seen so far. I could tell by his eyes and bone structure that he had been rather handsome but becoming a ninja must have destroyed his looks. Which I found sad since he seems like a really smart guy a bit bitter and perhaps greedy but still smart.

"Wow really?" I asked and he nodded "you know it's funny how there are so many people from all over the world here."

"It's also funny that we all get to an island on a bus but that's just one of the mysteries never to be told," Hidan said.

"I have been wondering about that un," Deidara said tilting him head.

"Why doesn't anyone ever ask about that?" I asked and everyone shrugs. There was a long pause as everyone thinks on the disturbing thought.

After dinner everyone split up. Kakuzu and Hidan being upper classmen (years 5th-6th) they were able to go to the bar. Sasori decided to head back to the dorm. As for Deidara and me we were still to hyper to go to bed it was only nine o'clock after all. We headed to the training grounds, which were nearly disserted of any life forms.

"Can I ask you a few questions hmm?" Deidara asked as we walked by the shore of the pond the only sound being the soft jingle of the bells on our hats.

"Um sure," I replied tilting my head up so I could see his eye from under the straw hat. I could see he was looking away from my gaze.

"What do you think art is un?" he asked locking onto my gaze making me look down bashfully.

"Well," I said, Deidara tilted his head in waiting making the bells chime. "Art can never be finished because there is an infinite amount of correction that could be made. It always says something to the viewer and it's always something different. Two viewers could be seeing the same art but it could mean to different things. I believe art is a representation of life through the eyes of the artist."

"Hmm," Deidara hummed thinking over my words. "That wasn't the answer I was expecting un."

"You were expecting me to say something?" I asked.

"Well I thought you were going to say that art was something you look at and enjoy for a while before it's forgotten or replaced hmm," he explained and I pressed my brows together.

"Why would I say that?" I asked putting a hand to my hip.

"Well you draw un."

"So? That's just the art I'm good at and enjoy it doesn't mean it's perfect or supreme," I explained.

"Your not making any sense un," Deidara sighed looking ahead. "Someone who doesn't believe there art perfection is not a true artist un."

"I didn't know art had a rule book," I said sarcastically and the blond huffed next to me. "How can you say that what I believe is wrong?"

"Since I know for a fact," Deidara replied crossing his arms and I scowled.

"Deidara I thought you wanted to hang out with me not disgust me completely," I said with a low Itachi monotone. I could feel his wall of male ego crumble.

"Sorry un," he sighed "I'm so used to having battles over art with Sasori…"

"Don't worry about it," I said with a shrug and a tiny smile. "Do you have any other questions?"

"Yes," he said even lower voice, which seemed impossible by Deidara's standers. "Are you taken un?"

"What?"

"I-My…cousin wanted to know since he'd seen us hang out and he thought you were cute un," Deidara said tipping his hat down so his face was shadowed.

"Cousin?" I asked.

"Yea he's from the Earth Tower like the rest of my family un," Deidara said.

"Right well no, I've never had a boyfriend actually," I said with a blush. "Pretty pathetic eh?"

"Don't worry about it I was the same way hmm," he said "I was always really caught up with my art…everyone thought I was crazy un."

"I can't see why," I said sarcastically and he smiled.

"You think I'm crazy hmm?" Deidara stopped and tilted his head to the side. I smiled looking back at him.

"Perhaps a bit," I said teasingly. He smiled his head tilted up a bit. God that's a hot smile, but you have to control yourself Jen, don't say anything like you did with Itachi! "I really lov-like your smile," I added making his grin widen. Nice one Jen you're a flirty beast! "It's really shiny," I said pathetically.

"Alright then," he laughed and I inwardly kicked myself. We walked silently side by side; there was no awkwardness in the air it was just a comfortable silence between…friends? I couldn't be sure what Deidara was thinking. His emotions were like lightning strikes and I never really knew what would hit me next.

I bit my lip looking at Deidara. Could he really like me? Would he ask me out? Will he kiss me later? Did I leave the TV on? All these questions and more ran through my impulsive mind in less then three point five seconds. That my friend is a new record.

Okay so it happens that nothing I had thought of really happened, except I had left the TV on. We just headed back to the dorm having a bit of small talk. When Deidara finally found his keys and opened the door Sasori was sitting on a plastic mat on the floor…um polishing a human head. Well it looked like a human head kind of.

"Oh hey guys," he said looking up at us. Then uninterested in our response dipped a rag in a purple colored liquid and rubbed it into the surface of the head.

"Don't ask," Deidara said taking off his robes "just don't drink it okay?" I nodded watching Sasori for a moment before also stripping off the black robe.

I quickly went to bed and curled up while Deidara and Sasori whispered about the day's training. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was the start of a art argument. And the last thing I recall thinking about was Kakuzu.