A redhead sighs as he stands in his bathroom with the brunette, he rolled his eyes as he grabbed a facecloth, wetting it and proceeding to wash her face of the dried blood, tears and dirt.
He doesn't understand why he sticks his neck out for this girl.
"Calling me four in the morning looking like this," Sasori mumbled, "You should be grateful I favor your company, if you were anyone else, I'd turn you down."
She continues to stay silent.
"I have a meeting in the morning and you," He growled, "What will the others' think to see you coming to our first meeting like this?"
"What do you mean our...?"
"I was sure that your dear brother would inform you, you weren't home so I gave him a message to pass onto you." The redhead informed, "As of yesterday's meeting, you were voted to be a member of the student council- I mean, aside from your terrible reputation and awful report cards-"
"I'm not going, Sasori..." She warned.
"Itachi thought it'd be a great idea to get one of the worst students in school and put under our wing, perhaps that will help you improve socially and academically. Of course, the principal too, thought it was a great idea."
"I'm not going."
"Kakuzu would like to get your measurements for your uniform, we've noticed the current one you use hangs off of you. You need to look proper-"
"Sasori-kun, I am not going to become a member of the forsaken Akatsuki council!" She said, not as loud seeing his parents and grandmother were still asleep.
He looks at her with a blank expression, he had just finished wiping the last bit of blood from her lips. He had heard of them being called such a thing by many other students but to hear it from her, was a surprise.
The girl didn't follow any of the things that were said around the school.
"Kairai-san."
"I don't understand...why you all continue to harass me so much, I've done little to gain your attention and I haven't anything you want or need!"
"Kairai."
"Why can't you just ignore me like everyone has done."
"Kairai." He grabs a hold of her shoulders, shaking her slightly to get her out of her oncoming rant and she looked at him, breathing hard from frustration. "Please, I'm asking you not to do anything rash and continue along with this... Please."
He sounded serious and she gulped, staring into brown eyes.
She never understood the feeling in her chest when he would plead like this.
The Shirou nods slowly.
"Sasori..."
"You're welcome." He leaves her, grabbing towels and a change of clothes and leaving them on the counter. Again, he left the bathroom for her to wash up.
Thank you for those reviews and I'll take those pairings into account when I write more chapters.