Chapter four! Woot! I love the reviews guys! Thanks a billion; they make me smile really big and stuff :D

I'm actually in class right now, deciding how to renegotiate the Treaty of Versaille. My partner is insane. He wants to blow everyone to smithereens and be done with it.

Partner: Chapter four hundred eighty nine. Woot woot my a**. My partner is a spastic nut job who writes notes on Word documents.

Me: Yeah… go away Jake. They love me, not you, and this isn't a note. It's a story. So XP

Anywho, he's gone now, so I'll do the disclaimer and get this over with.

I don't own Naruto. Not that I would actually want to, too much responsibility.

Chaos. As soon as I walked into the art room, I nearly got nailed in the face with a wad of clay. I looked around for a teacher to hand my pass to. I dodged another blob, crumbled balls of paper, colored pencils and bits of who-knows-what as I walked over to the teacher's desk, where I found a small elderly lady smiling almost manically at the students' antics. She had her gray hair pulled back into a tight bun.

"Hello. And who might you be?" She smiled wider, her wrinkles deepening. She was kind of adorable, in an old person way.

"Mitarashi Kai. I just transferred here." I handed her my pass tentatively.

"Well, find a seat somewhere. I don't have many rules, but please don't destroy anything. I'm Chiyo, by the way." I looked around the room, and saw what affect her rules (or lack thereof), had on the others. I saw a kid I recognized from this morning in homeroom. The creepy-smile pale one, Sai, I think.

"Hello Sai. Mind if I sit with you?"

"Sakura says in situations like this I should smile and agree." He said, his face blank. He then gave me that odd fake smile and said "Yes, of course you can sit with me Kai." Wow…. Socially inept much? He had to rely on others for how to act? Oh well. Wait…

"Situations like what?" I cocked my head to the side in confusion.

"Well, Sakura-chan said when a pretty girl asks if they can sit with you, you say yes." He smiled again, and it was a little less forced, more… embarrassed?

I felt my face warm up slightly. "O-ookay… thanks? I think…."

"I guess I ought to think of a nickname for you… t-that is, if it's alright with you. I understand if you think it's weird. I just do for most of my friends."

"Oh, no, it's fine. I don't mind."

"Okay…. Sakura's Ugly and Naruto's D*ckless…" I started to get a little nervous… if this was what he nicknamed his friends… "Then you shall be… hm…"

"Well, while it's taking you forever to think of something to call her, I'm gonna take her away from you for a while, yeah." A new voice piped up from behind us, definitely masculine. I turned around and came face to face with a guy with gorgeous long blond hair that any girl would kill for, sparkling sky blue eyes, and a devious smirk that could make good girls go bad. Wow. He grabbed my arm and started dragging me away.

"W-wait a sec…. who are you, exactly?" I stuttered. I glanced over at Sai, who looked a little put out, to say the least. I felt bad and strained against the blond's grip, but he was strong, and I couldn't get free.

"Deidara, yeah. You're Kai, hm? Cute name." I gave in and let him drag me towards a boy with deep red hair, mocha brown eyes, and absolutely no expression on his face whatsoever. "This is Sasori, yeah. We need your help to settle a little debate, hm."

"And out of everyone here, you chose me why?"

"Simple, you're new and haven't been here long enough to get annoyed by us, yeah." He said "yeah" and "hm" a lot. A speech impediment, maybe? Actually, it was kind of endearing. Curiosity took over though, and I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what, yeah?"

"Say yeah after everything."

"I don't, yeah"

"Yeah, you do."

"Nuh-uh, yeah."

"Which is it, yeah or no?" He glared at me and pouted and the effect was absolutely…. Adorable! I giggled and he glared even more. "Aw, I'm sorry Deidara-kun. It's actually really cute the way you do that!"

His face flushed a little and he rushed to change the subject. "Anyway, the debate…. What is your view on art, hm?"

"Oh, well… uhm, shouldn't I know your points of view first? So I know what I'm getting into?"

Sasori stared blankly and said in a deep monotone, "Art is eternal, left for future generations to love."

"Nah, art is fleeting, a brief flash of color or light before it's gone, beauty in the instant it's there, yeah." He seemed adamant about this, and the far-off look in his eyes told me he wasn't entirely with us.

"Well… personally, I don't agree entirely with either of you." They both looked at me, Deidara obviously incredulous, and Sasori seemed curious. "The true beauty in art lies in the changes it goes through from beginning to end. The changes may be brief, or take ages, but that's what makes art amazing."

"I never thought of it like that. Hmm. An interesting point of view." Sasori said. I smiled faintly, glad he respected my point of view and didn't mock me. Deidara was still staring, silent, which definitely wierded me out. "Deidara, stop gaping," Sasori instructed. "You look like an idiot."

"S-sh-shut up, yeah!" He glared and pouted again, and I giggled.

"Dei-kun, you are just too adorable!" He blushed at the new nickname and I hugged him, still giggling.

The bell rang. I released him and looked at my schedule. Literature. Ick. "Uhm, either of you know where Kurenai-sensei's English class is?" Sai walked over and said that he did, and he would be happy to show me where it is. "Okay!" I grabbed his hand and ran to the door, turning at the last minute to wave to Sasori and Deidara. I froze when I saw them reach for something under their table: black hoodies with red clouds. Crap.

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