I can't think of a good last name for Deidara's family so I'm gonna go with Izuki, and just so you know(I don't know if it will come up or not) Deidara's mom's name is Jin. Anyway, on with da story already!
To hell and Back (High School Sucks)
"Deidara, wake up!' his mother shouted, dangerously close to his ear. She jumped on his bed, nearly catapulting Deidara off. Deidara groaned, throwing his arms over his face. Shielding his eyes from the harsh sunlight streaming through open blinds. "Who turned on the sun, un?" Deidara moaned, rolling off the bed and landing on the floor with a grunt.
"Come on Deidara," his mother whined, jumping up and down on his bed. He grumbled curling up in the blanket he had managed to free from his mother's clutches. "What was that mister?" she halted her movements waiting for an answer from the human lump on the floor. Deidara uncurled his body and put on his best shit-eating grin. "I said it's not very ladylike to jump on beds, un."
"well it's not very lady like to try and sleep through school either!" she huffed, crossing her arms.
"Yeah well I'm not a girl, un!"
"Deidara inside voice, remember." His mother said, standing up and brushing the invisible dirt off her Khakis. She grabbed a fistful of blanket before yanking sharply, causing them to unravel around the still half asleep teen. He landed on his back and yelped as his skin made contact with cold ground. His mother chuckled at her only child's pain before stealing down the stairs, his blanket still in hand.
"You have twenty minutes until school and breakfast will be done in ten! You better be down stairs by then!" She shouted up at the teen, still on the floor. He grumbled something before picking himself up and making a beeline for the bathroom attached to his room. A hot shower is definitely in order. He stripped of his pajamas, climbing into the shower and starting the flow of water.
He yelped jumping a near foot in the air as the ice water pelted his skin. Okay, so no shower this morning. He wrapped a towel around his waist, trudging back to his mansion of a room. Seriously, it was way too big. Not that his last room small but this was just huge! It felt so empty and it scared him. He'd never felt this alone before. He pulled random clothes from his drawers, not giving a damn what he looked like. Let them see him at his worst. Maybe, just maybe that would discourage them from wanting to approach him.
Maybe they won't mistake me for a girl. He finished getting dressed and headed down stairs. He could smell the pancakes that were cooking and as always they smelled delicious. He hurried down the rest of the stairs, jumping the last three. He skidded to a stop on the hard wood floor, just short of the island counter placed in the middle of the kitchen. His mom was standing at the stove, her blonde haired twisted into a bun. She turned around, smiling at her son. "Morning Hun" she said, turning back to the sizzling pancakes. "Morning Mom" he said, taking a seat at the island. "How many pancakes you want Dei?"
"Um, three. Please."
"Alright." she set a plate of pancakes in front of him, watching with a satisfied smile as he dug in. He finished devouring the food, wiping the escaped syrup off his face with his arm. "Dei, it's eight."
"Yeah, I know. I'm going, un."
"Are you sure you want to walk. It's cold."
"Yeah but I didn't really think you'd want to drive me, un."
"I don't-"
"Gee, thanks so much-"
"That's why I got you a present."
"A present?"
"Mm-hmm. Follow me." Deidara stood up, following the blonde woman as she exited the kitchen. They stopped at an old, grey door. One Deidara had never seen before. His mother opened the door and immediately the smell of mold assaulted his nose, causing him to sneeze. "Bless you!" his mother said cheerily, flipping on the lights. The glint of something shiny caught his eyes. There were two cars sitting in the musty old room. Oh, so it's a garage. One of the vehicles was there old clunker, the grey paint so faded it could've passed for white. The other, however was new. A brightly painted blue, well he didn't exactly know what it was, but it was a nice car. "What's the uh, um…" he trailed off not exactly knowing how to phrase his question. "It's your new car!" His eyes went wide. My new car? You mean it's mine? He voiced his thoughts making his mother laugh. "Of course it's yours silly! Well, what are you waiting for get to school already. You can't be late on your first day!"
she placed the keys in his hand pushing him towards the car. He walked up to the car, nervous. After all he had only just gotten his license. What if he wrecked it? His mother laughed again, pushing the button to open the garage door. "Don't worry, I'm made sure to get the teen driver insurance." She said, before slipping back into the house, closing the door behind her. He turned his head to glare at the spot his mother had previously occupied. I swear she's frickin' psychic. He slid into the car shutting the door behind him before starting it. The engine roared to life, before settling toa quiet purr. Wow, this car is real nice. He put in reverse, sliding down the drive way, before hitting the main street and switching to drive.
The drive to school was a relatively short one, and was over all too soon for Deidara's liking. He pulled into the school parking lot. He could see the students' heads turn as he drove by. Well, so much for today being a good day. It was common knowledge among his old friends that Deidara did not like being the center of attention. Oh no, he hated it! And now thanks to his car, no one could stop staring.
He found a parking space quickly, getting out and locking it. Barely remembering to grab his backpack. He made it about three steps before the bell signaling the start of school rang. Cursing under his breath, not bothering to look where he was going until it was too late. He groaned in pain, sitting up and disentangling his limbs from those of the person beneath him. The boy beneath him shifted causing Deidara to jump, only to land on the boy once more, eliciting a grunt from the boy. "Would you get off me brat?" "Uh, sorry, un" Deidara said standing up, offering his hand to the boy on the ground. He simply ignored it, choosing to get up himself. "You know it's not a crime to accept some one's help!" Deidara huffed turning his back on the boy. "Tch, brat." said the boy, brushing his clothes off, though he didn't really care if they got dirty or not. "Hey! Who you calling a brat, un!" He all but shouted, spinning to face the boy, only to succeed in meeting the most beautiful pair of chocolate brown eyes he'd ever seen.
Okay, well I hope this makes up for the super short chappie last time. Yea! Deidara finally met Sasori! Just wait 'til next chapter, Deidei takes Saso home to meet mommy! Anyway, anyone have any idea what kind of car Deidara got, because I don't. Don't forget to review and feel free to point out any mistakes I make! Until next update!