Hey, well heres the second chapter. I know I kinda put the characters out of character, but in the next chapie they will be more themselves. I am also working on bringing some of my others stories from my other accounts over to this site. And I have another story on the way, so be looking for it, but its still in the process, also, I added the un, yeah, and accasional hmmm's to Deidara's speech. It kinda slipped my mind, but someone brought that to my attention. I am trying to make the chapters longer, so bare with me, and some people didnt want me to rush the story, well lets just say, I'm taking this story at my own pace, I have only wrote three stories out of the 30 I have wrote that are like this. Most of them are like role play stories.

"Deidara, Deidara…wake up!" Sasori shook the blonde. Deidara fell out of the bed. He still had not changed from the outfit he was in yesterday. Deidara swatted at Sasori, only to miss, and fall out of the bed flat on his face. Deidara rubbed his head,

"Thanks for the wake up call un!" Sasori just smiled,

"I didn't think you wanted to be late for you first day of school." Deidara glanced at the clock,

"Ah, why didn't you wake me sooner Yeah?!" He ran into the bathroom, grabbing his clothes. He ran back out of the bathroom, flinging his hair up in a half ponytail. Sasori was standing by the door, laughing at the sight of the blonde so frantic,

"Looking for this?" He asked, holding up Deidara's backpack. He sighed in relief. Deidara grabbed it as he ran out the door, only to be flung back.

"You wont get this till you give me a kiss." Sasori smiled wickedly. His face went crimson.

"Um…I don't think that's a good ideal.."

"Why not?" Sasori face was only inches away, the sweet smell of mint filled Deidara's nose. It drove Deidara mad.

"Kiss me…" Sasori whispered. The temptation was so strong. Deidara leaned in, only to yank the backpack from his hand, and run out the door. Sasori sighed and leaned against the wall. The picture of the blonde sleeping filled his head, how beautiful she was, the soft zzz's that came from her in the peaceful slumber. The softness of his skin. Yes the temptation to the touch the blonde drove him insane till he had to touch her.

'what am I doing? I have never wanted to be so gentle with someone before. I could just jump on them and leave and it wouldn't bother me, but her…'

He gathered all of his thoughts, and locked the door,

"Deidara, come back…" He ran after him. Sasori's hand caressed Deidara's lower back, "Don't run from me, I'm sorry. And a cute little thing like you doesn't want to walk around this school unprotected." Sasori winked.

Deidara felt his face redden. They walked by a group of guys,

"Hey, who's the new cutie?" A white headed guy asked. Deidara glanced in his direction. He winked, Deidara shivered. Sasori felt this,

"Ignore Hidan, he's a real bastard." Sasori yanked Deidara along behind him.

"Hey, cutie, if you get sick of the red head, you can always come to a real man!" Hidan yelled after them. Deidara's eye twitched. Sasori pulled Deidara to his chest, and turned to Hidan,

"You wont have to worry about that she will never get tired of me!" They walked away, "That is why, you don't want to walk about this school by yourself."

"I see that now yeah." Turning into the class, Deidara stopped.

"What?"

"Gym…" Deidara was horror struck.

Deidara sighed as he got dressed, he was amazed he made it through gym. He walked out the door to find Sasori leaning against the wall. Deidara had to admit, Sasori did look sexy. He could feel a bulge in his skirt.

"Hey Deidara," Sasori said taking his spot by Deidara, his arm latched around him. Sasori led them to their next class. They only had three classes a day. They went to English next. They took a seat in the back of the room. Deidara looked at the chair.

"What's wrong Deidara?"

"I'm not use to wearing skirts yeah…" He stated. The school uniform for girls were a skirt, high socks, and a long sleeve sweater. The boys had dress up pants, and a button-up shirt with a tie. Sasori smirked,

"Well after school we'll fix the skirt thing, you wont have to wear it in our apartment, or anything else…" he muttered the last part. Deidara's face turned crimson.

"Ok everyone take your seat." The teacher walked in, "I'm Miss. Tsunade." Deidara set, and fiddled with his skirt. He hated the fact that it rode up when he sat. Class went by slow. Throughout the class, Deidara caught Sasori steeling glance at him. If that wasn't enough to make Deidara uncomfortable, Hidan was in his class.

The bell rang, and Sasori took his place at Deidara's side. Before Hidan could get anywhere close to him, they were out the door. The next class was art.

R&R people they are always loved!