Sorry for the delay! I kind of had writer's block…but I'm back! Here's chapter…six I think. I don't own Naruto…yeah, that's just about it.

"Alright Deidara, you should be just fine. Now, go see Tsunade-sama to tell her what happened." Shizune had just finished patching Deidara up and sent him on his way. Deidara, of course, didn't want to let the principal know how his first day here went. The blonde tired saying it wasn't necessary for him to speak with Tsunade. The brunette woman protested and saw to it that Deidara sees Tsunade. Right…Now Deidara doesn't have a choice.

Once Deidara made it to Tsunade's office, he moved, very slowly I might add, to knock on the door. Before his fist made it, Deidara heard a loud voice boom throughout the hall. "Don't you walk away from me, Akasuna! Get back to that seat immediately!" shouted, who Deidara thought was, principal Tsunade. The door swung open, revealing an uncaring Sasori. His brown eyes no longer showed hate or anger. No. Sasori's eyes showed no emotion at all. He and Deidara stared at each other, brown meeting blue. Sasori then 'tch-ed' and pushed pass Deidara. The redhead didn't want to see the kid, who gave him weekend detention for the next month, any more than he had to.

Deidara watched Sasori's retreating back. I caused all this…but he deserves whatever he got. Pulling on my hair like that and trying to kill me all day. I mean, I can handle the beatings, but PULLING MY HAIR! Kuso, that hurt like hell, thought Deidara. The blonde knew he was getting an equally as bad punishment, but didn't care. He's suffered worse. Deidara recalls of times where he's almost lost his arm or his eye by playing with explosives. Damn my inquisitiveness, cursed Deidara. The blonde just stood there for a minute, fussing himself out. In his head…Deidara always knew he had mental issues. Just didn't think anything of it until now.

"Well?! Get in here!" ordered principal Tsunade. Deidara sighed and turned to his doom.

The principal's office was a pale green and was cluttered with papers. The walls held pictures of four men. Past principals, thought Deidara. At the desk in the center of the room, was a busty blonde woman. She was rubbing her temples and searching for a bottle of sake. Deidara cleared his throat, hoping to get her attention. Tsunade motioned for him to sit, still searching for a sake bottle. The blonde woman had a feeling she'd need it in a couple of minutes.

"I'm going to make this quick," started the woman, "You and Sasori are going to work on this project at school on weekends. A teacher is going to supervise you both so no fights break out. For fighting back in the other fights, along with this one, you have weekend detention for a month." Deidara scoffed.

"Didn't even hear my side of the story."

"I'm sorry, what was that?!"

"Nothing…" quickly answered the blonde male. Tsunade smirked. Looks like I don't need that sake after all, thought the woman. "Good. Dismissed."

--Time skip--

"…" Sasori laid his head down on the desk. It was too early for Sasori. Tsunade saw to it that he and Deidara got to school early and that there was a teacher supervising them at all times. Neither Deidara nor the teacher was there yet. Kakashi-sensei must be watching us then, thought Sasori. The redhead didn't really care who was there, so long as he got the grade he deserved. Which, of course, was an A? He sure hoped it was an A, anyway. Because if he didn't…there was going to be hell to pay.

A few minutes later, Deidara walked into the room. "Omachidoosama (1). I overslept and-""Dakarananda (2). Let's just get this over with." muttered Sasori as he sat up. Deidara groaned. He had to work with this bastard? The blonde sat down and took out his books. He didn't want to irritate Sasori, not after what happened yesterday, so Deidara decided not to ask what their topic was. Wonder how well that will go over…

"Okay, get to work." ordered Sasori as he put his legs up on the desk. Deidara's vein throbbed and formed into a full anime vein. "What the hell?! We're supposed to work on this together!" Sasori looked at Deidara. "Kangae konomama nimo mendoi (3). Besides, someone as simple as you can handle a topic such as this." The blonde nodded slowly. Tick, tick, tick ding! "Oi! Chotto mata! (4) What do you mean by that?!" yelled Deidara. "Oi, udesai (5). Get to work." stated Kakashi-sensei as he took a seat. The blonde and redheaded students looked at Kakashi, looked at each other in a confused manner, and then looked away. Great…just great.

An hour into the study session and Kakashi was asleep. "Some supervisor he is…" sighed Sasori. He looked over to see Deidara shaking with laughter.

"Nani?"

"Hahaha, nothing." Sasori rolled his eyes. "Alright, what do you know about acids and bases?" Deidara had a face fault, then scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously. The redhead sweatdropped. "You know nothing about them, do you?" Deidara shook his head. "Not really. I mean, I left just as we were getting on the subject." Sasori nodded. That reasoning was perfectly believable. That or a complete lie. "Well acids, when eaten, taste tangy and somewhat sour. Where was, bases taste bitter. On the pH scale, a scale that measures the acidity of a solution, acids and bases are determined. Zero to six being acids, eight to fourteen being bases, and seven being neutral. The scale can go lower than zero and higher than fourteen, just so you know. When acids and bases are neutralized, the product ends up to be water and some type of salt. You can tell what a base is and what an acid is by dipping a piece litmus paper in an acid or base. Bases turn the paper blue and acids turn it red. You got that?"

Sasori looked up from his lecture to see if Deidara was following. The blonde looked as lost as before, possibly even more. Sasori groaned. Naze Kami-sama…naze (6), thought Sasori. "Is there anyway you could make this a little easier to comprehend?" asked Deidara hesitantly. The redhead propped himself up on his elbows, placing his head in his hands. "Your head is inane, isn't it? Look, if you can't get this explanation, then you're indocile. Have you ever had a lemon or lime?" Deidara nodded. "Then you've eaten a food with an acid in it. A weak one at that. It tastes sour, which is the acid. Citric fruits are acids." The blonde nodded again, "I get it." Sasori continued, "Baking soda and ammonia are bases. Soap is a base too, but you can't eat that. There are other bases and acids. I just can't name any right now." Deidara grinned. "I understand. That's easy." He stated.

Sasori gave Deidara an absentminded smile. He's cute when he smiles. Wait-what the hell?! I'd never think that! I'm straight…or at least I think I am… While Sasori had a mental fight with himself, Deidara was planning the layout of their poster. "We could put information he, and a picture of the pH scale over here, and a list of acids and bases in the middle! What do you think, Sasori-san?" Deidara held up a piece of paper with a bunch of designs. The blonde looked at Sasori, who looked at the new student with a look of confusion. "What?" asked Deidara. "Maa (7)," started Sasori, "since yesterday, we've hated each other. Now you're using such a proper honorific. It's…odd." Deidara smiled. "I figured since we're working together, we should start anew. Try and get along, you know?"

Sasori eyes widened. No one has tried to get along with him after such a short time. The brown eyed boy would have surely scared them away. Also, they practically killed each other yesterday. The boy thought, no, was positive, that Deidara would hate him for life. But the blue eyed teen proved him wrong. Proving Sasori wrong was hard to do in the first place, but surprise him too?

"Sasori-san, you okay?" asked the blonde. Sasori felt his face heat up. What was going on?! Sasori NEVER blushed. NEVER! I'm losing, thought the redhead, all because of him… Whatever Deidara was doing to Sasori, no one came nowhere near close to doing to him before.

"Sasori-san?"

"Huh? I'm fine."

"Okay, I'll see you Monday. Ja ne (8)!" Deidara packed his things, got up, and left, leaving Sasori there.

"Un…ja ne. (9)"

What the hell is going on?

Again, I'm sorry. I am seriously lazy. I wrote this last week, finished it actually. Started it two weeks ago. But, it's done now and I hope you enjoy and review. Here's what all that Japanese means!

(1)- I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

(2)- Who gives a damn?

(3)- Thinking is too troublesome.

(4)- Hey! Wait a minute!

(5)- shut up.

(6)- Why dear god…why?

(7)- Well…

(8)- See you later!

(9)- yeah…see you later.