A/N: Chapter three for you guys. Hope it isn't too bad.

(-Deidara's POV-)

I came to school a bit early so I decided to go to the art room. There was no one else in there so it was rather quiet. I brought out a piece of paper and started to draw.

It's really nice in here...I should drop by more often.

"What are you drawing?" a familiar voice asked. I quickly turned over my paper.

"N-nothing," I muttered, planting my hand on the page.

Sasori raised a brow. "You're not going to show me, are you?"

"Nope. It's really bad..."

"Can't be that bad. Besides, I'm in the mood for some amusement."

"Hah. May I ask why you're in here?"

"The art room? I always come here."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Is it that shocking?"

"Hell yeah! I mean, I didn't know you were the type..."

"That likes art? Well, I'm one all right. Kind of weird, eh? A punk artist."

"I find it cool," I said, in an encouraging tone.

"Yeah? Thanks." Sasori smiled. "So, I'm guessing you like art too?"

"Oh yeah. Definitely."

"That's nice. Not many girls here like art. Not many guys either."

"Then what do they like?"

"I rather not say. Now...about that drawing..."

"No! You're not seeing it."

"Aw, c'mon Deidara. I'm dying here with curiosity."

"Uh-huh. Like I'll show you even if you were."

"Hey, it was worth a try."

I stood up, grabbed my drawing, and held it tightly against my chest. Sasori looked at me and smirked evilly. Before I could say "what?", Sasori pounced at me, snatched the paper and ran to the other side of the room. He clicked his tongue as he looked at my drawings.

I stared at him with awe. "Bastard. Give me back the-"

"Dei, this is really good! I mean the bird you drew...it's so detailed..."

I scoffed. "Of course it is. Give it back. We both know that my drawings are terrible."

"Stop saying that! We both know that you're good."

"Yeah, yeah..." I fixed my eyes on Sasori, who had his back towards me. Suddenly, I thought of an idea.

I grinned before running towards him and jumping on his back, locking my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips.

Sasori turned his head sideways and looked at me. "The hell-" Sasori smirked. "Getting a bit sexual, aren't we?"

"Mind telling me how this is sexual? And don't deny it, mister, you're enjoying it."

"Hah! It could be better."

"Posessive, arent't we now?"

"Hey...you're the one that's practically on me."

"Just give back my drawings and I'll let go."

"Tch, no way."

"Asshole."

"When am I never one?"

"When you're nice. Then you're a nice asshole."

"And you're just a pain in the neck. Literally. I mean, I only met you like two weeks ago and I already feel like dying."

I pouted. "Am I really that bad, Sasori-kun?"

Sasori stared at me in a way as if I was crazy. "What the hell was that?"

I laughed. "I don't know. Now, GIVE ME BACK MY SKETCHES."

"If you hate your sketches so much, why the hell do you want them back?"

"They're not finished, that's why."

"Yeah? Well, if you let go for a moment, I'll give them back. It's getting hard to breathe."

I nodded as I got off Sasori's back. Sasori panted.

"Here." He passed me the paper. I quickly took it and folded it into a small square.

"Shall we get going?"

"Go where?"

"Class. It's going to start soon."

"Oh right...I forgot."

"How can you forget?!"

I shrugged. "I just can. Now lets get going."

"So, Deidara." Konan looked at her nails and then at me.

"Yes?" I took a bite out of my sandwich.

It was lunch time and we were sitting outside in the freezing weather. At first, I wanted to object but both Sasori and Pein shut me up before I could say anything. When Konan insisted on something, it had to be done. So now, we were eating outside.

"How are you doing so far? Staying out of trouble? Is Sasori being a nuisance to you?" Konan gave Sasori a suspicious look. Sasori just rolled his eyes.

I smiled. "You always ask me that...I'm doing fine. Yes, I'm staying out of trouble. And no, Sasori isn't a nuisance...most of the time."

"Gee thanks. And you're not always annoying either," Sasori said. I nudged him with my elbow.

"Glad to hear you two are getting along. I'm really surprised actually. I mean, Sasori barely gets along with girls...in fact, he doesn't even talk to them!" Konan stated, a smug look on her face. Sasori ducked his head.

I raised a brow at Sasori. "Is that so?"

Konan nodded. "Strange, isn't it? You must be different, Deidara. Different from the other girls."

I'm different, all right. I'm a guy!

"She's less of a bitch, I'll tell you that," Sasori muttered.

Pein smacked Sasori's head. "Look up when you talk, idiot. Manners."

"'Less of a bitch.' Oh Sasori..." Konan laughed. Sasori shot her a glare.

"What?"

"Ah, nothing." Konan rested her head on Pein's shoulder. "So, you guys planning to do anything for the winter holidays?"

"That's still in like three weeks, Konan. How would we know if we're doing anything?" Sasori asked.

Konan shrugged. "Well, don't you have a general idea?"

"Probably sleep and do nothing." Sasori yawned. I nodded in agreement.

Konan looked at us with disbelief. "You guys are no fun. No party? Nothing?"

"Like I said, winter break is in three weeks! We don't know what the hell we're going to do."

Konan gave Sasori a look.He sighed and added, "We'll tell you once we know."

She smiled. "Good."

I rested my head on my hands and looked at Konan. "What about you? Do you plan on doing something?"

"Duh! Lots of things to do, lots of things to plan. Gee, I'm going to be busy before the break..."

"Just don't get too warped into planning...you still need to concentrate on studying." Sasori pointed out.

"Really Sasori? You're telling me that?"

"Hell yeah I am! I may not look like much, but there's a lot more smartness in me that you'd ever imagine."

"Yeah, he's a total nerd when it comes to academics," Konan whispered to me.

"Hey! I heard that!" Sasori shouted.

I smiled. I was beginning to like him more and more.

"Mom! I'm home!" I called as I closed the door behind me.

"That's great, hun. How was school?" she called back. She was in the kitchen.

"Fun." I placed my bag down and sat on the couch.

My mom stepped out of the kitchen with an amused look on her face. "Is that so? What happened?"

"Nothing. It was just fun. Hung out with Sasori again."

"Sasori..." she pursed her lips as if she was trying to remember the name.

"Yeah, Sasori. You know, the guy I always hang out with?"

Mom snapped her fingers. "Right! The boy you always talk about."

"Hey! I don't always talk about him...just often."

"Mm-hm. Invite him over sometime. I want to meet this Sasori person."

"Sure...hey wait! You're just going to humiliate me in front of him, aren't you?"

She pretended to look innocent. "Now, why would I do that?"

"'Cause you love seeing your child in pain?"
"No way! I just love seeing your face turn red from embarrassment."

"How thoughtful," I muttered, resting my head on the arm of the couch.

Mom looked at me up and down. "Huh, Deidara. You're still wearing that uniform?"

I nodded. "Don't tell me you just noticed..."

"I'm pretty sure I've noticed. I just never thought about it...mind telling me why you're wearing that?"

"Just for kicks. I want to see how long people will think I'm a girl for. Surprising they haven't found out yet."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure a couple of people already found out...they just don't want to say it."

"Well, Sasori surely isn't one of them. He believes I'm a girl the most."

"How so?"

I paused. How so?

He just does...he...huh. How so indeed.

"He hits on me," I muttered under my breath. Or, was he just joking around?

Mom laughed. "Well, you can't blame him for that. You really do look feminine."

"Yeah, yeah..."

Mom ruffled my hair. "Go do your homework now, miss."

I scowled.

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