Feeling a phone vibrating beside him, Deidara lifted a cerulean eye open and glanced down to where the phone rested against him stomach. How had it gotten there? He was sure he'd left it on the bedside table to wake him up in the morning. Picking up the phone and rolling on to his back, Deidara gazed up at the ceiling sleepily as he answered his phone. "What is it un?" He asked. The blond had never been one for being polite. Besides, the only people who had his phone number were his friends, his sister and his parents. Nobody that he had any sort of respect that meant he couldn't be rude. That was just the kind of person he was.

"Deidara? Are you still in bed?" Itachi asked from the other end of the phone.

Grumbling softly, Deidara rubbed his eyes sleepily and yawned somewhat. "Yeah... and?" He asked carelessly.

"You do realise you have fifteen minutes to get to class... don't you?"

Looking up at the clock ticking away on his wall, Deidara squinted to read the time before he gasped in shock and fell off of his bed, his phone flying off and smashing against the wall. Now he realised why his phone had been beside him. He must have grabbed it when he was half asleep and switched off the alarm. "Shit un!" He yelled, scrambling up and grabbing his phone, realising it had switched itself off before he dashed to his wardrobe and opened it up, throwing on whatever he reached first before gathering his bag and other things he needed for school. "Fucking Ino! Why didn't she wake me up un?!" He shouted loudly to himself, knowing no one else was home. His parents would be working in the flower shop they owned whilst Ino would probably be at school by now. Oh he was so going to make that girl pay.

Approaching his bedside table, he glanced at his appearance in the mirror before running a brush through his long golden locks and grabbing a bit at the back, tying it up and letting the rest cascade down his back as he applied a little bit of eye-liner to his eyes. Yes, he wore eye-liner. And if you had a problem with it you could fuck off. He didn't give a shit about what other people said and thought. He thought it suited him, that's why he wore it. Correcting the mistake he made with his finger, Deidara glanced at the clock again and squealed. He was defiantly going to bed late if he didn't hurry up, and he already had a shitty attendance, so he really couldn't afford to slack off. Sprinting down the stairs, he didn't even bother to have breakfast as he exited his house and continued to run down the side walk towards the school.

Luckily it wasn't too far away, but he still felt quite dead once he got there. Although Deidara was in good shape, he was in no way fit enough to do that every day. Panting, the blond threw open his home-room door, ignoring the whispers that followed as he entered the room and collapsed in to his chair, regaining his breath before he glanced at the clock. Great, about two more minutes and he would have been considered late and put on report for the second or third time. Yes, he really did have shitty attendance, but his parents were now getting sick of it and really cracked down hard on him. Last time they took away his ps3 for an entire month. Deidara nearly died without it.

"Oh so you actually made it?" Itachi said in a surprised voice as he took a seat next to the blond, watching him curiously. Deidara, after calming himself down, wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded, lifting his head to look at the raven haired male. "Thanks for calling me un," He said, still rather out of breath. "Otherwise my parents would have killed me," Itachi smirked somewhat, offering Deidara a bottle of water, resting his chin in his palm as he watched the male unscrew the cap and down the whole bottle. "Well you know... I like to make sure everyone's going to be in when I announce a big party," Itachi said nonchalantly, attention diverting to the board as they waited for their teacher to arrive. Deidara perked up at this. "A party, un?" He repeated curiously. Itachi smirked and put a finger to his lip, side glancing at Deidara before he closed his eyes. "My parents are going away for a week, so I thought I'd use that time constructively," He said quietly.

Deidara grinned. Itachi's house was huge and great for parties. No matter how big or how small, they always turned out to be a blast. "It's not going to be too big... because it took ages to clean up last time there was a huge party," Itachi stated as the teacher sauntered in and began to call the register. Deidara nodded in understanding. He had remembered that party, and whilst it had been amazingly awesome and the talk for about a month it was a complete bitch to clean up Itachi's house afterwards. In the end Itachi had to hire cleaners to help with the mess. It was very tiring indeed. "So if it's just a small one who's going?" Deidara asked, tilting his head to the side somewhat. "Just our group, and maybe a few others," Itachi said, shrugging his shoulders and listening as the teacher started up the lesson.

After lesson, Deidara gathered up his things and walked to his locket, opening it up and dumping his stuff inside, getting ready for the next lesson. Looking at the mirror in his locker, he tsked as he noticed he'd smudged his eye-liner and began to fix it when someone slammed hard on the locker next to him, causing him to shriek in surprise and draw a large black line down his face. "For fucks sake un!" Deidara shouted irritably, wiping away the mark before he turned to the culprit and glared daggers at them. "What the fuck is your problem un?!" The light pink haired culprit grinned stupidly at the blond, leaning against her locker with her arms folded over her chest. "Alright, bitch, no need to get all fuckin' pissy on me," Tayuya said. "It was an accident," She added, adjusting the backwards baseball cap she wore. Deidara growled, throwing his locker shut and turning to the girl, placing one hand on his hip. "My ass it was an accident un," He said, narrowing his eyes upon her. Although sometimes she pissed him off, Tayuya and Deidara were pretty close. Seeing as their younger sisters were best friends meant they usually saw each other when either of the elder siblings dropped them off at each other's houses.

"Whatever. Have you seen that bitch about? He owes me some fuckin' money," Tayuya asked, glancing about the hallway. Deidara could only assume she meant Hidan. Those two had a bizarre, love to hate and hate to love kind of relationship. But it was blatantly obvious they were completely mad for each other. Deidara wasn't surprised really; they were like one person in two separate bodies. "No, I haven't un," Deidara answered simply, checking his phone. "Anyway I'm going to class, I can't afford to be late to anymore lessons," "Aww, Deidara's being a good little boy? Don't make me sick," Tayuya scoffed, following Deidara off down the hallway. "I'm being serious un! My parents are being really strict about my attendance. They even threatened to throw away my ps3 un!" The blond said in a frustrated tone as he waved through the crowds of people, trying to get to his lesson. "Dude that fucking sucks," Tayuya commented. "If my parents did that to me I would go ape shit," She said. Deidara wasn't surprised at this, really. He knew what the pinkette was capable of. Most people were terrified of Tayuya for her kick ass personality and dirty language, but that didn't bother Deidara. After all, Hidan was exactly the same, and they'd been best friends since they were children.

"See you later bitch! If you see Hidan tell him I want my fucking money!" Tayuya smirked, slapping Deidara on the back as they reached his classroom, the blond entering inside whilst she turned around and started off down the hallways to wherever she was planning on going. Probably skiving off like she normally did. Deidara muttered an irritable reply before he entered the room and sat himself down somewhere near the back, his blue eyed gaze staring out of the window.

Fifteen minutes later, Orochimaru finally decided to turn up for Biology. Deidara had never liked the man. He was insanely creepy and the blond suspected he might be a paedophile or something. He was incredibly fond of Itachi's younger brother, Sasuke. So much so it was terrifying. And the fact he lived right next door to the Uchiha's made it even worse.

Deidara remembered one night whilst Itachi had Deidara and a couple other of their friends around, the crazy snake man (he has thousands of snakes crawling around his house, it's quite scary) kept showing up with the lamest excuses like how his house didn't have any water and he wanted a cup of tea or he'd run out of sugar. There was one time Sasuke had complained that he was sure that Orochimaru had put a camera up, watching their rooms. So that night, Itachi called up Deidara and Pein and the three of them broke in to Orochimaru's house (undetected of course) and destroyed the recording equipment.

Itachi quickly entered the room and sat himself down beside Deidara, followed by Hidan. "Sup, fucker?" Hidan grinned as he sat on Deidara's other side, draping his arms over the seat and turning to the blond. "Tayuya's looking for you, she wants her money un," Deidara said casually, bringing out his notepad and beginning to scribble random pictures of birds and dragons across the blank pages. Hidan seemed to cringe at this, and Deidara smirked somewhat. "Yeah well... she can some get it herself! Bitch!" Hidan said, sticking his nose in the air and folding his arms, trying to act tough. Deidara scoffed somewhat and shook his head. "What-ever, un," He said carelessly, continuing with his doodle.

He didn't like to brag but... oh who was he kidding? Of course he loved to brag! He was an extremely talented artist. But many (coughSasoricough) would argue his method of displaying his artistic skills were rather... odd. Deidara believed art was most beautiful when it was a fleeting moment, like life he believed. Usually he would make clay models and (dangerously) set explosives in them, watching them blow up in what he believed to be 'art with a BANG'. Although his methods were... strange, he got a lot of reaction from the artistic community, and Kurenai-sensei had even referred to him to a top art college for when he left. He would gloat about it, but she'd done the same for Sasori so there wasn't much point.

Even though they had different views on art and a sort of love-hate relationship, Deidara could easily call Sasori his best friend. They spent a lot of their time together (although that time had been cut in half ever since the red head had started dating that freaky Yakumo girl...) and Deidara believed he could tell Sasori everything.

Well, almost everything...

The rest of the day seemed to go by rather quickly, and soon enough it was time to go home. Waving goodbye to his friends, Deidara began to walk off towards his house with his hands in his pockets. Sasori had said he'd come over later, because he was taking Yakumo somewhere. Deidara let out a sort of disgusted snort by accident and looked around quickly, but luckily no one had heard. He stayed in complete silence until he reached his house. His house was conjoined with a flower store at the front, seeing as it was Deidara's family's business.

Yamanaka Flowers, such a bland name in his opinion.

Deidara worked there part-time and sometimes when he had nothing to do. The store was closed for today seeing as his parents were away visiting grandparents or something like that. Opening up the back door, Deidara walked inside and dumped his bag by the stares. He didn't call out, because he didn't think anyone would be home. The only other person would be his sister, Ino, and she'd probably be staying out with her friends.

Padding up the stairs, Deidara was just about to head to his room when he heard muffled noises coming from Ino's room. Pausing outside the door, he furrowed his brow in curiosity before poking his head around the door. His eyes widened as he spotted an assortment of clothing thrown across the floor, and Ino's bed sheets moving in an awkward manner. Striding forward, Deidara grabbed the quilt and yanked it off the bed, his jaw dropping as he saw Ino and some guy in a rather x-rated position.

"What the fuck are you doing to my sister?!"

Author's Note: Lolololol...

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