AN: This is sort of the continuation of the chapter 'Deidara's a barbie girl in Saku's world' only longer. Wahaha. Hope you enjoy it :)

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LOVE and all other crazy things

"I can't believe this" Sakura's quite stunned voice seemed to echo in the room and Deidara felt like a deer caught in the headlights. Sakura fully entered the room, shut the door behind her and leaned on it, all the while not taking her eyes of Deidara's form.

To his credit, the blonde didn't bolt at the sight of a quiet Sakura even though he knew that a quiet Sakura was never a good sign. It usually ends with bruises and some knocked out teeth or broken bones.

Not breaking their eye contact, the blonde male tentatively dropped his hand from the cup of the bra he was wearing. He dropped the silicon pad he was supposed to stuff into the bra and dimly heard it touched the ground.

Sakura tensed, 'like a wounded animal would, un', Deidara thought.

They're locked gazes wasn't broken yet and the blonde was beginning to flush.

He was wearing a bra with its one cup full and the other empty, a plaid skirt and high knee socks while the pinkette across him was wearing the complete version of the uniform he was donning…minus the silicon cups 'cause he's quite sure hers were real.

"You're a boy" Sakura stated slash questioned slowly as she looked at his chest…no boobs.

Deidara flushed even further and crossed his arms over his chest to shield it from her stare. "I am, un"

Sakura opened her mouth to say something but thought back and snapped it close. Her eyes grew livid and before Deidara even had the chance to blink, she already flew to him, clawing his face.

"You tricked me!" Sakura shrieked, her nails trying to reach his battered face. Deidara fended her off by holding her arms up, but then Sakura began to kick him instead.

"Wait, un –oof- let me explain!" Deidara had air knocked out of him when Sakura landed a kick square to his chest. The blonde doubled over and dropped the pinkette who scrambled away from him.

"Explain my ass! You- you!" The pinkette's was red in the face as she stood over him.

"I what, un?" Deidara asked holding his chest, damn that's gonna bruise. Sakura reddened even further and flew to him once more, this time with punches in which the blonde dodged quite successfully but not without being grazed every now and then.

"You're –punch- an ass! –Punch- you saw me –punch- naked –punch- you pervert!" Sakura growled. Deidara caught her fist at her last punch, inwardly wincing at the force she had exerted. Damn if it was his pretty face…

He then remembered her statement and blushed, 'The time in the showers…oh, un'

Outwardly he was calm then he cleared his throat, "That's it, un? Let me explain" He cleared his throat again and was about to have this monologue that had words somewhere in the lines of; "I did it to get close to you, un. I never meant it to drag it this long. Please forgive me, un. I'm sorry. I think I'm falling in love you, so please give me a chance"

But he didn't even get to open his mouth when Sakura slapped him hard then left without a word.

"Babe, would you please stop moping already? I feel obligated to eat with you and damnit it's near swimsuit season!" Ino half-heartedly complains as she pushed a tube of ice cream to her pinkette friend. The two girls were currently in Ino's dorm room, sitting on her bed cross-legged and watching America's Next Top Model Cycle 16.

"Ino can you sympathize a bit, bitch?" Sakura snapped and sniffed. "I'm really upset you know? I mean, how could I have been so stupid? The refusal to go the female onsen, the dirty fingernails…gad the clues are kill-me-now orange!" Sakura screamed in annoyance.

Ino sighed and shoved a spoon of ice cream to her best friend's mouth, "I see" Sometimes, she just have to let Sakura blab to make her feel better.

"I really trusted him…her" Sakura said after swallowing the ice cream and pulling out the spoon. She felt so stupid! Not to mention betrayed!

In the darkness of the moment, Sakura mumbled; "Guys suck. I'd gladly see them wiped out off the face of the world"

Ino gasped dramatically.

The blonde grabbed her best friend's arms and shook her. "Take that back you beeotch! A world without men is no world at all! We won't be able to reproduce! The human race will perish!" Ino, the drama queen as always. Her speech ended with echoes bouncing around that had Sakura looking around the room.

She rolled her eyes, "You mean, without males you'd be very sad because your little escapades will be gone with them"

Ino sighed and inspected her nails, "I wouldn't call them little forehead" She smiled slyly. "Besides, you and I wouldn't be here without men. I mean hello? My dad's a guy and I'm pretty sure your's is too. My ancestors have guys! I won't be here, you won't be here!"

Sakura rolled her eyes and sighed. She considered saying that without women, men wouldn't be born in the first place but thought against it since it'll probably result to the old argument which goes by the name: Which came first? THE EGG OR THE CHICKEN?

So yeah.

"Guys suck" Sakura mumbled in resigned fashion.

Ino hummed happily, "Uh-huh"

When Sakura woke up, the ice cream tubs and dvd's from last night were already gone and everywhere was spick and span. Although it wasn't obvious, the blonde girl she dubbed as her best friend, was a pretty damn organized person. Sakura stood and walked towards the fridge when she saw a neon colored sticky note stuck on it.

"Babe, I've got morning class. Feel at home but don't eat my butterscotch cookies. You owe me –big time. Love you fantabulous friend, Ino" Sakura read the note stoicly. "Tch as if I'd stay here" The pinkette ran her hand through her tresses and caught a glimpse of her shitty reflection on once of Ino's full-body mirrors.

Sakura sighed, "I'd leave later, first a bath" Sakura decided then a smile crept to her cherry pink lips. "Well, Ino did say 'feel at home'…I'm so gonna use her vanilla body wash"

"I told you it was a bad idea" Sasori just couldn't help adding salt to his friend's wound as he watched the miserable bastard drink himself to oblivion…or at least trying to.

Deidara glared at Sasori then directed it to the guffawing man beside him. "Why are you even here, Hidan, un?" He growled. He just needed to blow off some steam and the silver haired male seemed to be a good idea.

Hidan stopped laughing, or at least tried to for a few moments and answered him. "Yeah well, I was fucking there when you first tried on the pansy uniform so I figured I should be fucking here as well when you frickin' mess up. True friends man, seriously" Hidan grinned and then laughed boisterously again. "But man were you stupid!"

Deidara growled but suddenly he just didn't have the energy anymore, he just tipped his shot glass side to side, watching the half-empty glass sway. "Now, I f'nally lost all ch'nces I could…could p'ssibly have with her, un" Deidara said, eyes half lidded. "I…I did'nt e'vn get to tell her…why"

Sasori and Hidan shared a look. Their friend was obviously drunk…and not to mention obviously love struck. It's a fucking shame really.

Hidan rolled his eyes and clapped down his hand on the blonde man's sagging shoulder. This guy's way of approaching girls was waaay out of the freaking line, for seriously.

"Well it's not too fucking late to tell her ya know? Fucking pansy seriously. Whatdyaa got to lose? You already lost your fucking dignity and pride, dude, ferseriously. The girl's got to be worth sumthin" Hidan looked away when the blonde looked up grinning.

"A're you g'vin me a pep talk dude, un? F'kin gay, seriouzzly"

Hidan glared at him and nearly punched him when he proceeded. "B't ya kn'w yur right…Lemme j'st stand up, un…" Deidara swayed side to side and nearly fell down if not for Sasori holding his elbow.

The red head sighed and rolled his eyes, "That's great and everything Deidara, but I'm pretty sure she wouldn't appreciate you going to her drunk"

Deidara looked down to himself and shook his elbow out of the man's grip, "Imm n't drnk! Un!"

Hidan crossed his arms over his chest and leaned at the bar, "I have nothing against confessing while drunk pansy ass, seriously…but dude, get out of the fuckin skirt already!"

POST NOTES: I have so much fun writing Hidan! (As always. My silver haired tough guy :)) Oh yeah. I miss this series too. Tune in for the next part yeah? And wait...REVIEW!