Ok, well here's the next chapter, just to give this fic a bit of a starter boost^^

Trust me, It gets a lot more interesting in later chapters.

A lot more.

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Deidara's POV

I smiled triumphantly as I unpacked the last box; I was finally finished. I had unpacked 52 boxes in a grand total time of 4 hours, 21 minutes, and 31 seconds.

I was that amazing.

I stood up, wiping a small bead of sweat from my forehead. My apartment looked even better now that everything had been unpacked, and put in it's rightful place. It now had a really nice homely feel to it, which gave off a nice impression.
Before I went out to explore the city, I decided the best thing to do first, was try out my new shower, and of course, get changed. After all, I was wearing my most hideous (Yet extremely comfortable) outfit.

Lime green sweatpants, a white tank-top, baby-pink ugg boots, and a hand-knitted, blue cardigan.
In my mind; I looked unbelievably sexy.
In other people's minds; I looked like a complete slob.

Which I really wasn't.

In fact, I love to walk around and explore. Just not before 12 am, because that's when I wake up; But on my side of the argument, sleep is very good for you.

I made my way into the bathroom, and slowly stripped myself of my clothing. I stepped into the shower, quickly turning it on. I smiled as hundreds of droplets of water sprayed down onto my head, bathing me in warmth. It was nice being able to have a shower in peace. Before, I had to put up with the constant bellowing of Kaito, who would always bang on the door and tell me to hurry up.

Smiling to myself, I remembered how jealous Kaito had been when he had found out that I was moving out before him, despite being 4 years younger. I was only 19, and I had a place of my own.

After washing my hair, I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a brand-new towel around my waist, and one around my head. Almost skipping, I arrived in my bedroom, quickly drying myself off, and throwing both towels across the room.

Completely naked, (and proud!) I approached my large wardrobe, opening it. Unfortunately, I didn't come face-to-face with Narnia (Which was my childhood dream.) Instead, I was presented with hundreds of garments, belonging to none other than me. I smiled, picking out a plain white t-shirt, a black waist-coat, a pair of ripped, skinny-jeans, and a worn pair of white converse. I quickly got into the clothes, and to complement my outfit, I added a long, blue neck-scarf, and slipped on a series of hand-made bracelets, made out of cotton.
Then, I quickly fixed my hair; Putting up half of it, and combing the other half over the right side of my face. After that, I applied a thick coat of eye-liner to my eyes, and I was finished.

I looked at myself in the mirror, happy with my appearance.

The weather was nice and sunny, so I didn't bother with a coat, or anything like that. Stepping out of my apartment, I walked into the lift. Despite the fact that I enjoyed walking; I wasn't really up to running down 8 flights of stairs. The lift was empty, and I was comforted by the silence. Clicking on the 'Ground Floor' button, I waited for the lift to reach the bottom level.

After about a minute, a light 'ping' noise was heard from the roof of the lift, and the metallic doors opened. I was extremely eager to come into contact with the outside world of Ikustaka. Meeting new people, and maybe even making some friends was very appealing to me.

I didn't really have many friends. The only person I really spoke to, was a boy named Hidan, who I met on the train. Although we didn't get to know each-other that much, because that same day, Hidan was arrested for kicking a young girl's puppy in front of a train. Since then, We've been writing to each-other.

As I stepped out into the warm sun, I smiled and made myself wary of my surroundings. Ikustaka didn't seem like a weird place at all; In fact, It seemed rather friendly. My apartment was located right in the middle of the city, which I was over the moon about, as I could step out of my home any time I wanted, and explore straight away.

I walked along the cobbled streets, amazed by the warming atmosphere. Numerous amounts of buskers were playing cheerful music, and sweet smells of candy-floss and other treats were wafting from vintage-styled carriages, selling food. It reminded me of an old-fashioned street fair.

During my journey through the streets, I bough a large bag of roasted peanuts. Hunger was never satisfying, So a snack was in order.

After spending around an hour, exploring the market, I decided to walk further, wanting to see what the town area was like.

When I reached it, I was amazed by the vast amount of people flooding the streets. I was seriously tempted to introduce myself to some of them, but I couldn't find one person who looked kind enough, In fact, the whole street looked miserable. I was surprised by this; As the market I had been to earlier was outrun by happiness and joy. This place was the exact opposite: Surrounded by nothing but people in boring business suits, rushing past each other.

My smile had faltered completely by then, and I silently went to sit down onto a nearby bench. I sensed a nearby figure, sitting next to me. They had been there before I had, but I didn't bother turning my head. It was probably just some businessman taking a break.

I sighed, resting my chin on top of my hand, closing my eyes. I had moved to Ikustaka for a more exciting life, and instead I had found one exactly the same to my old city?

"Spontaneous, yet stubborn..." A soft, child-like voice stated. The voice came from the person next to me. I turned my head in question towards the voice.

This defiantly wasn't a businessman; Otherwise I wouldn't of been staring.

Large, hazel orbs stared back at me, I couldn't read them. The 'figure' appeared to be a young boy, No older than fifteen. He had beautiful red hair, which fell just below his eyebrows. He had a cute, yet porcelain-like face, almost like a doll. His figure was small and scrawny, he appeared to be rather little. The most shocking thing about him though, was his outfit. Despite the scorching weather, the red-head was wearing a bright, orange Russian snow hat, with white fur skimming the edges, and a pair of blue, denim dungarees. Underneath the dungarees, was a long sleeved white t-shirt. Over the outfit, he was wearing a navy blue cardigan, decorated with white polka-dots, and a pair of bright red combat boots.

The red-head looked extremely weird, yet strangely appealing.

"You sometimes feel you want to get away from the world, but you don't want to leave your loved ones behind..." He continued, staring into my eyes, with no emotion in his voice, or face.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, tilting my head slightly.
"You." The red-head stated, staring at me. "You're new to this city, and you wish to make a new start..." He continued, chewing his thumb lightly.
"How did you know that, un?" I asked, leaning forward slightly.
"I can tell by the way you move, and by your facial expressions. You're disappointed." He informed me, not breaking from the intense eye-contact.

I simply nodded in reply, wanting him to continue.

"Your name is Deidara Iwa."

I gasped at this, my eyes widening.
"How did you know that?" I cried, smiling at him. "Are you a psychic or something?".
"Not exactly." The boy admitted, pointing towards my scarf. "Your name is embroiled onto your scarf."
"...I feel stupid, un."
"Actually, You've had a very good education."
"Ok..." I began, beginning to get alarmed by the things that the strange boy knew. "How did you know that?"
"I'm a people watcher." He admitted, holding out his hand. "My name's Tree." He smiled, tilting his head.
"Tree?" I repeated, staring at the red-head in thought. "That's a weird name." I stated, shaking his hand lightly. His fingers were cold and frail.
"It is, isn't it?" He replied, staring at the sky in thought. "It's actually Sasori."
"Oh...That's not as weird, un...I've never heard of that name though."
"I've never heard of 'Deidara', but we all learn." The boy, now known as 'Sasori' said, reaching into his pocket, pulling out a small piece of candy, wrapped in a dainty plastic wrapper. I stared at him in question when he held it out to me.

"A gift."

I didn't want to be rude, So I took it from his hand.

"Thanks, un..." I muttered, putting the candy into my pocket.
"You're very welcome." The red-head smiled, standing up, and looking around.
"What are you doing?" I asked, leaning back onto the bench.
"I need to find the clock man." Sasori replied, turning towards me. "Bye-bye, Deidara. I hope you enjoy the bench." He smiled, waving.
I gave Sasori a strange expression, but waved in reply. "Bye, un..." I murmured, watching the red-head skip away.

He was incredibly weird, but at least he stuck out from the grumpy businessmen.

Ok, that was chapter 2. I might update chapter 3 soon, just to get this going; Then I'll start updating weekly.

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