I'm so happy with the reviews I've gotten!! And this story has been added to 2 c2's . So far, this story has more c2's than any of my others. Sad, I know, but whatever! I'm updating now for 3 reasons. One, I feel like it. Two, I got nothing better to do. And 3, my phone's now pink!! A proud moment indeed… Anyway, I don't own Naruto. Plain and simple. If I did, Sasori and Deidara would have hot smex all the time!! And yes, I do read lemons of those two...they're great!!
"Humph! Stupid redheaded munchkin…thinking he can push me around like that!!" muttered Deidara as he walked through the hall, fist clenched tightly together. Naruto and the group followed Deidara after the fight in the lunchroom. Some were worried. The others had nothing better to do until the bell rang, so followed to see what would happen next. Deidara was so pissed off at the moment to even noticed that they all followed. He just wanted to see Sasori again so he could beat the little shit into the ground. Deidara's thoughts of how he would bring about the end of Akasuna-no-Sasori made Deidara's tiny smirk turn into an evil grin.
Naruto noticed and poked Deidara to get his attention. Deidara turned to face him with a slightly angered look. Naruto cringed a little but regained his composure. "Uh…Deidara-san…are you okay? Did Sasori hurt you?" asked the blonde. Deidara's expression softened. "No, thank you though," commented the older blonde, "I just want to see Sasori again so I can kick his ass!! But till then, I guess I'll just relax in art next class period." Deidara walked off, arms behind his head in a relaxed way.
Everyone knew who had art next, other than Deidara of course. "Aw, damn," muttered Kiba, "Poor dude's gonna get his wish sooner than he thought."
Deidara walked into the art room. The smell of paints and molding clay had calmed Deidara down. Deidara actually forgot how angry he was at the snot-nosed brat and focused on the mound of clay waiting for him. It was…calling his name. At least, Deidara thought it was. For as long as he can remember, Deidara has always been into clay sculptures as much as he has been into drawing. He'd always buy clay as a child and mold something out of it. He truly loved his sculptures. But what he liked really was how they were here one minute and gone the next. His saying was "Art's a bang! Art is fleeting!" and it was when it came to him. He would blow up his art. Yeah, all the loud explosions must have gotten to him. But, he loved it!
Deidara took a seat in an empty seat and looked around the room. There were easels scattered around the room, cabinets filled with paints and brushes were opened to everyone, and smocks were hanging on a rack in the back of the class. Deidara wasn't in the room for five minutes and he already knew he would like it there. Well, he thought he would have, but his hopes came crashing down. Why, you may ask? Because Akasuna Sasori just walked through the doorway. My mood just turned sour all of a sudden, thought the blonde.
Sasori was about to walk to his seat when he saw Deidara in a seat close by. Deidara had his head lowered, hoping Sasori wouldn't notice him.
"Hey, kusotare." Yeah, I don't think that worked out quite well. Deidara sighed and looked up to see Sasori standing over him. Said redhead was glaring at the blonde, just as sharp as it was when he and the blonde fought. "What?" spat Deidara. Sasori shrugged off Deidara's hatred. "I'm going to forget that little fight earlier. But, don't bother me or talk about me like that again, got it?" Deidara snorted, but nodded none the less. "Sure. I just want to get through this class in one piece." he answered. Sasori stared at the blonde a second more then went to his seat.
Shortly after Sasori and Deidara's chat, the bell rang and class started. Deidara waited for the teacher to walk in. Normally, the teacher walked in shortly after the bell rang. At least at Deidara's old school it did. But, he sat there for… what, ten minutes? And the teacher hasn't made it yet. Deidara was getting frustrated. Seriously, when's this teacher getting here, fumed Deidara.
After a few more minutes, Deidara decided to fall asleep. Everyone had gone off and did their own thing. From paper footballs to gossiping about how cute Sasuke-kun is. Fifteen minutes later, a man with silver hair casually walked into the room, causing Deidara to wake up. He had on all black and had a black scarf covering half his face. "Good afternoon students. Sorry I'm late. But I just happened to have lost track of time. Now, get your materials and used whatever time you have left to draw a picture of whatever you feel like." the man explained, then sat at his desk to read from a little orange book.
Deidara just pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil and began to draw. He didn't really care what he drew as long as he could draw. After a minute, Deidara decided to draw a seascape. Deidara was about to put his pencil to his paper, when he heard Sasori mumble something. He looked over at the redhead, who was trying to come up with something to draw. The blonde smirked.
"Having trouble thinking, Sasori?" asked Deidara in a coy voice. Sasori glared at Deidara. "Don't start with me, kusotare. Didn't I tell you not to talk to me?" Deidara grinned madly. "Sure, sure. Just let me know if you need someone to inspire you." Deidara turned back to his work as he chuckled at Sasori's silent cursing. Deidara felt better now that he got even.
Just before class ended, Deidara took a glance at his work, crumpled it up, and threw it away. With this teacher, Deidara suspected that he wouldn't care to look at his work. Once Deidara tossed the paper in the trash, he heard Sasori scoff in the back of the room. Deidara glared.
"What now?"
"Nothing…"
"Don't nothing me. I want to know."
"How could you just throw it away like that? Art is meant to last forever."
"Yeah right! Art is meant to be here one minute and gone the next! Art is fleeting!"
Sasori smirked. "Art is everlasting. It is meant to last forever." Deidara shook his head. "Then what about art that has been stolen?" Sasori sweatdropped at the blonde's stupidity. "Just because art is stolen, doesn't mean it's not everlasting." Sasori explained, a hint of annoyance in his voice. Deidara understood but didn't believe him. "I think art is meant to be here then gone. Art is meant to be passed on and continue to be fleeting." he explained while crossing his arms in triumph. Both boys then glared at one another.
"Art is everlasting!" yelled Sasori.
"Art is fleeting!" retorted Deidara.
"You stupid fool!! You know nothing about art!!" complained the redhead. The vein in Deidara's head started to throb. This guy was giving him a headache. Deidara got up and walked over to Sasori, hands clenching into a fist for the third time today. Sasori smirked and moved forward. This was his plan all along. Sasori knew Deidara might have had a soft spot for art. So, he figured that he needed to hit a nerve to get Deidara to attack him. After all, Sasori wanted a chance at the blonde again.
Deidara was about to pounce on the redhead again, when the silver haired teacher got between him and Sasori. "What is going here boys?" asked the sensei. Sasori scowled up at the man before muttering a no and walking away. After Sasori left the room, the man turned to face Deidara with a upturned eye. Deidara thought that meant that the man was smiling. "Deidara-san, I apologize for not introducing myself sooner. I'm Hatake Kakashi, but you can call me Kakashi-sensei." stated Kakashi-sensei. Deidara nodded and excused himself. Before Deidara was out of the room, Kakashi spoke up once more.
"If you ever feel like coming into the room just to paint or anything, my door is always open." Kakashi called out to the blonde. Deidara turned to face Kakashi then nodded his thanks and left. Kakashi smiled (or at least we think he did) once more and went back to his new Icha Icha Tactics series.
Deidara was in a good mood. Now, he could go and mold clay whenever he wanted. His old school never allowed that. Deidara liked Konoha High school. So far anyway. The only real problem he had now was Sasori. That little, and he did emphasize on LITTLE, brat was troublesome to him. However, he wouldn't let that bother him. What he did want though was for him and Sasori to meet common grounds. Or at least stop this little feud. Hmm, thought Deidara, one can only hope I guess.
Yay!! I finished. I hoped to finish yesterday but didn't have time! Well, I hope you like it and review! Bye bye!! Tell your friends! No, literally, if you like this enough and you have friends that like yaoi or SasoDei, tell your friends on fanfiction!