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Sasori

After the orange-masked kid and Deidara had left, everyone at my table started whispering.

"He'd make it!"

"I think he'd be fun to have around."

"He sounds like a headache."

"I dunno, Hidan, he seems too hyperactive to make it."

"We're recruiting him." Everyone looked at Leader. "He looks just dumb enough that he'll fall for practically anything we throw at him. But just smart enough that he'll listen and act."

I blinked. Leader had always been good at analyzing people – as long as I had known him anyway. But could he be overanalyzing that kid? Orange-Masked Wonder looked too…nothing to be one of us. But maybe I was underestimating him? Maybe I just hated the kid already because he seemed so close to Deidara.

I inwardly cursed myself. Deidara…My crush – I think – had developed into something more. This definitely was a bad thing…especially when I was supposed to hurt him in the end. I didn't want to be the one who got hurt if Leader decided to take things into his own hands.

Pushing that out of my mind, I wondered if Orange-Masked Wonder wouldbe good for our group. And he and Deidara seemed to get along so very well…

Hey. Maybe I could get a head start on this crushing stuff. I'd get Zetsu to get Orange-Masked Wonder to come into our group. If I'm right, it'll at leas bug Deidara. Piss him off even…

I was suddenly wondering what exactly I was planning. Three months ago, I was certain – I knew exactly what I was doing. But then these damn emotions got in the way and suddenly…I was confused. The only thing I was sure of was that I was trying to hurt Deidara under Leader's order. I forgot how though.

Okay…Well, maybe I should leave him then. I was starting to get a suspicion that Leader knew I was confused…So I could safely come to the conclusion that I would be in massive trouble if I didn't do something about these stupid emotions.

The bell rang and I got up, smiling insanely. This class would be…well,interesting.

"You look pretty crazed. Are you okay, Sasori?" Zetsu asked me in a low voice.

"Yeah, fine. What would you say to escorting someone to someplace soon?" I asked in the same low voice.

Zetsu grinned wickedly. "I'd say, who, exactly?"

"A certain orange-masked brat that Leader wants," I replied acidly.

"Then, sure," Zetsu looked at me strangely after that. "What about Deidara? How's your plan going?"

I hesitated. Zetsu and I were best friends; we'd always been completely honest with each other. But could I really trust him with this? Especially since he or Kakuzu (I wasn't quite sure which) were keeping tabs on me? "Okay…I guess."

"You guess? What's going on?" Zetsu sounded sincerely concerned.

"I dunno. Maybe this way was wrong." I sighed and looked up at my semi-insane friend.

"Are you getting attached?" He teased suspiciously.

"Kinda…" I felt myself blush and cursed under my breath. To my surprise, Zetsu laughed. "What's so funny?!" I barked.

"Your taste in guys," He joked. "Really, the fact that you've come full circle on this one. And because of how it turned out last time, I can confidently say, it'll be alright. I won't tell Leader either." He smiled at me.

The blush faded some, and then came back when I realized what Zetsu was talking about. I ducked my head and said, "Thanks. Mostly for not telling Leader though." I looked back up at him and smiled back. Looking at where we had ended up, I said "bye" to him and walked into my classroom. Picking out Deidara and his friend, I walked over to them and purposefully stood in front of Deidara's desk.

Orange-Masked Wonder poked him and Deidara looked up. "Oh. Hey Master 'Sori!" He said enthusiastically. He'd started calling me "master" when I had taught him how to actuallyuse a puppet. "'Sori", however, was new.

"Hn." I shot a glance at Orange-Masked Wonder and back at Deidara expectantly.

"Right," He muttered. "This is my friend, Tobi, yeah." Points for me; I was right! "And, Tobi? This is the friend I made here, Master Sasori, yeah."

"Hi," Tobi said in a voice that was quieter than it had been earlier.

I took a sat next to Tobi and said, "Hey. So, how long have you and Deidara been friends?"

"Oh, a long time. Since kindergarten…Tobi thinks. But that's about as far back as Tobi can remember, so, yeah," Tobi said, shrugging.

I felt my lower eyelid twitch in annoyance. Why did he talk in third person? Who could naturally have such an annoying voice? "Uh-huh. I'll admit, that is a long time."

Tobi tilted his head and looked at me. "Why do you like Deidara-senpai so much?" He asked quietly.

"In what sense?" I asked, taking a risk and hoping he meant as friends.

Something made me imagine Tobi making a face under his mask when he said, "More than friends, sense."

I shrugged. "He's cool…and cute." What he knows won't matter much in the end. "Why? Do you like him like that?"

"N-No!" Tobi hit his mask about where his forehead should be. "Tobi's Deidara-senpai's best friend. Tobi wants to make sure that the guy's Deidara-senpai's interested in aren't serial killers or rapists."

I blinked a few times. Well, he had high expectations. "I don't think I'm either of those. So don't worry about that." I smiled warmly at him. I swear, in these three months, I had smiled more than I had since I was two."Say, Tobi?"

"Huh?" H e had turned to his notebook, but looked back up when I said his name.

"Would you like to meet one of my friends after class?" I asked, choosing my words carefully.

"That depends…" Tobi said slowly.

"On what?" I asked through gritted teeth. I was just about ready to yell at him because he was so damn annoying!

"Is your friend nice?" I imagined Tobi smiling under his mask and scowled thinking: That's all?!

I hesitated though. Truth or lie? He was going to meet him, so truth. "His good side is."

Tobi stared at me. Blink, blink. Ha-ha… "Good side?"

"Yeah. He's got a good side and a dark side. White and black. Don't piss him off, and he's awesome," I explained, smiling reassuringly all the while.

Tobi stared at me quietly for a minute. I could see his face looking dumbstruck in my head and inwardly laughed. After he was done staring, he looked down at his notebook again and started idly doodling. "Okay."

Really? That was…relatively…easy. I smirked before turning to my own notebook. But pretty much just to stare at it.

I wonder what Tobi will think when he meets Zetsu.

Yay! Another update. This one was hard! Mostly because I really did forget what Sasori was doing. Hehe...Oh, and I'm going to post another SasoDei story soon and it'll be called: "Dear Diary." (Because every chapter will be told as a diary entry!) So, if you're interested, keep an eye on my profile. Thanks! Please review!