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From AkasunaSora xoxoxos
Deidara's POV: 1 Year Later
Simultaneous screams rose up from the hall as my watch beeped furiously and I took off running, my sides splitting from the laughter. My art was perfect, as always, and had gone just as I had planned. Picture this, school assembly, Tsunade in the middle of one of her infamous 1 hour speeches, explosion of the hall's lighting and sound systems, sprinklers going off, perfection.
I loved it, nothing in the world sounded better than the sound of an explosion, that and people screaming because of that explosion…or even better People screaming because of an explosion set off by me. Yes that was perfection, the true sense of art.
"DEIDARA!" yelled a familiar voice.
Shit, I thought to myself as I bolted faster and faster as I felt the presence of our lovely school principal gaining on me. I shouldn't be surprised, "unexpected" school explosions where now considered my trademark, I couldn't get away with it as easily as I had once before.
I Scrambled over the staircase railing, jumping down a whole flight of stairs in one go.
The first time was amazing. The science labs where just a time bomb waiting for me to do something wonderful with them. The Chemistry lab to be specific was my least favorite of them all and as I stood in front of it one day during lunch time it occurred to me.
Gas goes up quite nicely when ignited with pretty much anything but with the right stuff it goes up quite beautifully and lucky for me those wretched labs which held the memories of failed tests, critical teachers and know it all "brothers" it seemed like and appropriate target. The rest is history but all I can say was that was one of my most beautiful creations to this day. The best thing about it was not even getting caught.
Truth was, ever since that Know it all left about a year ago things hadn't gone well for my family, Akita and my dad where separated, the only thing that held them together was the fact that they needed to be separated for a year before they could have a proper divorce, I saw her and Kioni every now and then though, sometimes Kioni would stay over because of school and other times Akita would come back to discuss things with dad. My dad had gotten himself into the habit of drinking every night and not really giving a shit about what happened to me though sometimes on really bad days I would go sleep at Akita's, even after this she still treated me as a son, considering the state of my dad it wouldn't really surprise me if she ended up with some custody over me when the time came for a court case. As a result I bombed out in my grades that I used to try so hard to keep up with to please my dad and resulted in becoming the schools trouble maker to try and keep some kind of identity alive. I found myself in my art, art and nothing else.
I kept running, the adrenaline was my favorite part, the anticipation of whether or not you would be caught was amazing. The wind whipped my fringe behind my head as I circled a corner and hopped over the small wooden fence that enclosed the pupils out from the dangerous tree that lurked beyond. I paused, catching my breath and looking over my shoulder, I was free. My legs burned from the running but where unsettled as if they wanted more. I had to admit, sometimes being caught was the best part because as a result, the artist behind the masterpiece was made know and I loved it.
As my breath was restored I straightened up my body, this time I couldn't get caught, surely I would be expelled if I was caught again, but then again this was a public school I didn't even know if they could do that or not.
Feeling confident in my escape I turned around only to look into the piercing brown eyes of our principal….Shit.
"It wasn't me" I slouched down into the chair, arms crossed defensively across my chest.
Tsunade's angular face glared down at me from behind her desk, blonde hair strands curled away from her head making her look more flustered than intimidating, I held back a smile, no doubt that her frustration was a result of my stunt. But I would never tell that to her that it had indeed been me to set off the explosion for if I did then I was sure to face expulsion.
"Oh really" she said will the full force of her authority, perhaps it may have taken its toll on her appearance but none on her power "because this has your handy work written all over it" she growled punching her balled up fists into the wood.
I blew my fringe out of my face only to have it return "is that the only evidence that you have miss, really? That's pretty pathetic to me, how else can you really prove it?"
"Because" the growl grew into a snarl "It seems oddly similar to the chemistry labs, the gymnasium and let's not forget the time you flushed potassium down the toilet and blew up the schools septic tank"
A small smirk crossed my face that I hid with my hair, Blowing up the schools septic tank was one of my best works yet, the sound of that explosion still sent shivers down my spine.
I looked back up "Is that it? Really?" I said with a snort. I knew I had won, I had set this explosion off by a simple re wiring of the sound and lighting boards yesterday afterschool when I was supposedly in Art club, there was no proof that could be attached to me, if you ask me, it was so easy it almost took the fun out of it.
She looked at me with a solid glare that looked like a crumbling brick wall; she couldn't expel me for something she couldn't prove. "3 weeks detention, and your banned from all school co-curricular activities"
"What!" I said standing up, slamming the palms of my hands into the table "I didn't do anything" I lied
"That is Mahogany!" she yelled sucking in another breath "4 weeks detention"
My mouth was open in silent protest but nothing came out. I knew better then to piss of this uptight princess anymore. I may be failing almost every subject but I wasn't stupid. My hands retreated from the surface of her desk and folded over my body,
"Whatever un" I grunted, walking out of her office without another word.
What a bitch, I thought to myself as I pushed open the door and began my decent down the flight of stairs that led down to the main office, blaming me when she had no proof like that, I mean I knew I did it but THAT was unfair, the thrill of getting away died down now knowing I had four weeks of sitting in Kakashi's classroom watching him read porn while I scraped gum off the underside of desks. Far out.
I stepped off the final step into the main office when something stopped me dead cold in my tracks.
As the door slammed shut I caught the glimpse of a flash of red, disappearing behind the wooden frame of the door. No….no it couldn't be, not now, not after what he did to my family, I hated him for everything that had happened, I blamed him for it all. I hated him so much that even the thought of saying his name pissed me off.
I forced my feet to move. A hollow nervousness rotted in my chest as the few meters between me and the door seemed like miles and miles apart. The hate consumed me. I didn't know I could feel this way towards someone I used to care about like my brother but besides the fact he ripped my family to shreds he never once answered my emails, my texts or my calls. He had cut himself out of the family just as violently as he had entered, he never did things by halves he was either in or out and I hated him for that. In seconds flat the miles that separated me from the door disappeared and I was there, my hand gripped tightly on the silver handle, I only noticed how hot my hands had gotten till the coolness of the metal stung against my palm.
I twisted it slowly but then flung the wooden door back feverishly. My pulse was racing, quicker and quicker. I swear the hot blood would burst out of me sooner or later.
My eyes stung, my teeth grinded my whole body shook. Because there, standing in the middle of the quad, talking to the big blue guy and the blind emo guy was a short red headed boy. Adorning an all too familiar red and black colour scheme and a signature emotionless expression. Chocolate brown eyes met mine all too suddenly, a single red eyebrow which still sported the thin silver ring. For all the times I ran over what I would do to him or what I would say if he ever dared to come back here nothing came to mind all I could do was stare in dumbfounded shock, he probably thought I was an idiot passing silent judgments in his mind like he always did. This was similar to the way I felt after he moved in, pure rage, the sense of betrayal. I cracked a smile, I couldn't help it, I almost couldn't prevent the laughter that almost bubbled up though my chest. There was no mistake. Hello my Hate.
It really has been forever since I last posted and I truly hope you forgive me. I started this fanfic in year 9 and now I'm in year 11 which is pathetic effort on my half, everything for the next chapter is in my mind so keep looking out for that. Thanks to all the people who complained to me about my slackness and all those who reviewed and favorite ect ect I love you all Keep on smiling and watch My little Pony!
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