A/N: Last chappie!
Thanks, The Black Rose 1995 for being there for support and to make my days better. :)
Enjoy!
Oh, Chazz and I will be picking up Love Bombs where we left off. We kinda abandoned it to finish this story.. ^^;

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or 30 Minutes, by t.A.T.u.

Deidara pulled away from Sasori's lips. A smile graced both of their faces.

"Sasori, what about Gaara . . . ?" Deidara asked, curiosity dancing in his eyes.

Sasori sighed and rested his forehead on Deidara's shoulder. "He loves Lee. He's happy with him."

"Oh. That's good, un."

Sasori nodded and pecked Deidara's shoulder lightly. Deidara giggled, sorta like a schoolgirl, although he'd deny that in the future. He grabbed the redhead's head again and kissed him full on the lips, enjoying the feel of his lips sliding against Sasori's. Behind them, someone coughed. Suddenly, they remembered that they were in a classroom full of students, so they pulled apart and slowly stood up, a red blush covering both their cheeks. The students just stared at the pair in wonder and started clapping and whistling. A pink-haired girl whose name was Sakura got up to grab a tissue from the counter, and she gently dabbed her bleeding nose with it, flashing the guys the thumbs-up sign. Sasori chuckled at the sight.

The red-head then felt someone tapping his shoulder, and he turned around to see Gaara and Lee, holding hands, smiling at him. Sasori couldn't help but smile back, happy for the two. Then he saw Deidara check his watch.

"Fuck, Sasori, there's only one minute left! Someone, open a window, un!" Deidara yelled.

The pink-haired girl sprang towards the nearest window and nearly broke it in her efforts to open it. Deidara grabbed Sasori's bag and then threw it outside as the teacher stared in bewilderment.

"Five," whispered Deidara

"Four," whispered Gaara.

"Three," whispered Sasori.

"Two," whispered Lee.

"One," whispered Sakura.

Everyone stared at the bag, waiting for something to happen. Instants before it hit the ground, it erupted in fireworks. Fireworks that were clearly capable of destroying a human.

"You were gonna kill me . . ." Sasori stated, amazed.

"Maybe, un," Deidara replied calmly.

"You were gonna blow me up!"

"At least you would have died honorably, as a piece of art," Deidara stated, smiling.

"How is me dying by being blown up a piece of art?!" Sasori asked, exasperated.

"Art is a bang, un."

Fin.