Author's Note: Sorry I haven't been updating! My computer BROKE and it took me FOREVER to fix. Sooooo to make up for it I will write an EXTRA long chapter! YAYAYAYAY! Thanks for your understanding!!

Chapter Five:

Two days since that stupid inciddent with him and I still can't get it out of my head! I can't beleive that I'm loosing my self esteem...and sanity over a creeper!

I mean really! I hate him! He's absolutely disgusting the way he treats me, like I'm some sort of vending machine and he can come take whatever he wants WHENEVER!

Ughhh, I don't know how his friends stand him! He thinks he's God! Arghhhhhhhh!

"Hey, Konan? Are you okay?" Temari said cautiosly. I quickly turned to face her. "Yeah, I'm all right," I sighed. I hate this labourios walk to school. "You know, seem a bit, well...edgy," She continued. "You know why," I snapped. I'm really not in the mood today. "Well, just try to be cheery 'kay," TenTen added in. "Sorry, you guys, it's just well, he just gets on my very last nerves!" I muttered. "Why don't you just try to be friends with him, or try to befriend one of his buddies! Sasori and Deidera would become instant friends with you!" Temari said smiling. "Really?" I asked. "They're both artists, you should fit in with them," TenTen mentioned. "Heh, thanks guys!" I chuckled happily.

Just knowing there were other artists in the school lifted my mood. Who cares about him as long as he keeps his distance I'm fine! He's been pretty good so far.

The three of us approached the school and I quickly went in search of 'the artists', thank God Temari and TenTen didn't seem to mind. They gave me a vague discription of what they looked like. Sasori apperantly had short, gorgeous red hair and soft brown eyes while Deidera had bright long, blonde hair and flaming blue eyes. I quickly walked over to a group of guys hoping to find them. I felt a warm hand touch my shoulder and I turn around swiftly.

Pein...

I narrowed my blue-green eyes into slits. "What do you want?" I growled. "Breaks my heart to see a lost puppy," He snickered mercilessly. "I was looking for Sasori and Deidera, thanks," I retorted. "Hn, they're over there," He said as he carelessly pointed in a direction. "Thanks," I whispered quietly. He smirked at me. Not a gentleman, he is, definatly not a gentleman. I looked over, still following me. "Stalker," I muttered under my breath. He of course just responded in a cheeky grin. "Just leave me," I begged. "Why should I?" He asked. I just looked down to hide my growing anger. He turned me around to face him. He was so much taller than me so I was at chest level with him. "I don't know what you think about how you look, but, to me, you're very beautiful," He whispered. There was sincerity in his eyes but, I wasn't fooled. He simply wants me for my body. I broke the grip he had on my arms and walked away. I looked back, he wasn't there. Maybe I was a bit harsh on him. No... he's okay...Right?

I put those thought out of my head and raced over to 'the artists', they didn't really notice me.

"Art is like an explosion! It's there one minute gone the next but forever remains in a memory,un!" The one I took to be Deidera yelled. "No, art is everlasting! Like a painting or a puppet! It forever remains!" The red head replied calmly. "Um, hi," I said meekly. "Oh, hello," The Sasori said. "Hey, I'm Deidera,un!" The other artist said. "Oh, how rude of me not to introduce myself, I'm Akasuna Sasori," He smiled. Deidera elbowed Sasori in the ribs. "Jeez, no need to be so formal,un," He muttered. "Anyway, you are..." He suggested putting his arms in front of him. "Oh, sorry, I'm Konan," I said almost stuttering. I feel like such a dope. This was a bad idea. They'll call him over and ughhhh.

"Nice name," Sasori said. "Thank you," I responded quietly. Arghhhh! This is the reason I can't make any guy-friends because I always get intimadated. Well I have a perfectly good reason, there were a lot of pyshos back in Amegakure. "So you guys like art, right!" I said trying to ease up. "Of course!" They say simultaneously. "That's good, I love art too!" I replied. I probably sound like a complete dork. "Ohhh, what kind,un?" Deidera asked beaming. "Well,um,promise not to laugh," I whispered quietly. "I promise,un!" Deidera said. Sasori simply nodded. "I love...oragami," I sighed. "Ahh, it is a beautiful art form, amazing what you can do by just folding paper," Sasori muttered softly. "It's nice and all, but I like things that go out with a bang,un!" Deidera said. It's amazes me how these two get along one is calm and collected and one is a fire cracker. Sasori looked like he was pondering something as Deidera talked my ear off about art and explosions. I onder what he was thinking about.

"Aren't you the girl Pein likes," Sasori asked me cautiosly. "Yes," I said disgusted. He just shook his head. "You should be kinder to him, you don't know what he went through," He said quietly and walked away. Deidera just stared at me. "Don't worry about him,un. Sasori's best friend is Pein so he's just looking out for him,un. Don't worry K-chan,un" He said patting my shoulder. "Why'd you call me K-chan?" I asked. "Well, Konan nice and all but man it's a mouthful to say all the time,un!" He dramatized. I lifted one of my eyebrows. I don't what to think of this guy! He's so funny. "Fine to be fair you can call me Dei-kun,un!" He sighed over dramatically. "'Kay, Dei-kun, I gotta go! Say hi to Sasori for me!" I giggle and walk over to Temari and TenTen.

"How'd it go!" TenTen asked excitedly. "Awesome!" I laugh. "Yay!" Temari says. We started to chatter over how my episode with Sasori and Dei-kun went.

Then, all of the sudden Temari goes stone faced. "Konan, they want to see you," She breathed quickly. Queen Bimbo, and not with her possi, it was her and her alone.

I quickly walked over and prepared for the worst.

"So metal face and you are together! How tragic!" She snickered. "No, that's not true," I said gaining edge to my voice. "Really, them what was that holding hands episode this morning!" She sneered. "You are SO immature it's not even funny! I can't even stand the guy!" I yelled. "Ohhhh, bad timing!" She laughed cruelly.

It was him. She MUST have set me up! But his expression was one of absolute hurt. Like I stabbed him in the gut.

He turned away and started walking.

"Wait!"