Here's part ten, it's shorter than I intended because I lost my memory pen which is where my story is stored and I had to re-write this from memory. Enjoy!
What the hell was that? "Yes Danna, un"? Now I know he knows I like him and he's doing this to get to me! Sasori shook himself out of his stupor and addressed the class "Right, has anyone finished the clay project?" "No Mr. Akasuna." The class chorused and the girls looking coyly at the red-head. Said male rolled his eyes and replied "Well when you have finished, if your results aren't better than your last, I'm going to give you an F- grade for the entire term."
The students all gasped and ran to the clay room to collect their projects to not waste any spare time and sat down at their desks again. Deidara took his time and walked to the clay room, but instead of going back to his seat, he took the bird and spider to the kiln. Sasori realised this and went over to him for supervision purposes and they waited as the kiln heated the clay.
Deidara leaned his hands back on the table and accidentally brushed hands with Sasori who was also leaned back. When they clay was finished, the blond took it out of the kiln and asked the red-head if he could pain it. The teacher agreed and the sculptor collected some coloured paints and a paint brush and got to work, painting the dove snow white and the spider yellow and black, not noticing Sasori's eyes on him at all times.
When he was finished, five minutes later, he placed his art work at the windowsill to dry and he asked the puppeteer what he was to do for the remaining forty minutes of class. "Would you mind doing some errands with me?" The red-head replied after a moment of silent thought. Deidara nodded and they both left the classroom and walked to the store room down the hall.
While that was taking place, the students broke out into conversations. "For hells sake! Why do all the freaks get the cute ones?" A girl called Anya asked her friend Tammy. "I'm with you. All the god ones are either gay or married." She replied. The boys were saying things along this line of logic-"Bloody hell! Another one, perfect! And I'll bet you one thing, even though that teacher is gay, he'll still have all the girls pining after him!" A boy called Kenny complained. His friend James replied with "Yep. We're up shit creek without a paddle as they say."
As this was taking place, the only other student and teacher were in the store room collecting card board and coloured paper for Sasori's class of freshman for the next day, when unfortunately, the door slammed shut behind them. Neither thought anything of this until they tried to open the door, which had a faulty lock, locking the two nervous teenagers in a confined space, with the object of their anxiety.
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