Wow, I never thought this story would be so popular. o0; Of course, I say that for almost everything I do that people like, but whatever.
I forgot to mention in the previous chapter that everyone's, like...normal unless stated in the story. Like, Sasori's not a puppet and Deidara doesn't have hand-mouths...I didn't know how to fit those in, so yeah. Hidan and squirrels...wow, I didn't think it was that funny. xDD; I'm not too good at humor, so I just stuck some random idea in that I would continue for the rest of the story. Didn't think it'd actually be funny.
This chapter takes place the next day. Second day of school.

"Itachi-san!"

Said boy looked up as Deidara took his seat next to him. "What is it?"

"I…want to know about something…someone, un," he confessed, sitting down.

A black eyebrow rose. "Describe him."

Deidara paused to think for a moment before muttering out, "Red hair, silver eyes–"

"I'd suggest you leave him alone."

He blinked at the cold tone in Itachi's voice. "Why, un?"

Itachi looked away. "He's not exactly the most friendly person you could meet. So stay away from him."

"I know that…" Deidara mumbled, before asking, "What's his name?"

"…" The Uchiha paused. After a while, he mumbled out, "Sasori."

"Sasori?" Deidara questioned. "Then why…?"

"You heard him being called 'Akasuna?'" Itachi sighed slightly. "Nickname."

"Un…"

"I don't know why, though," Itachi's eyes shot to the doorway as Kisame strolled in. "He just gained it somehow."

"Maybe because of his hair?" Deidara asked, head tilting.

"Perhaps."

"Itachi-san? Deidara?" Kisame blinked as he walked over and behind Deidara to take his seat. "What are you two talking about?"

"S–"

"Nothing." Itachi cut the other student off curtly before his eyes caught sight of the teacher. "Looks like Sensei's actually going to teach today instead of reading his book."

"You said it was a 'perverse book,' un…" Deidara looked at Kakashi, eyes following him. "Does that mean he's reading–?"

"…You don't want to know," Kisame answered, nose scrunching up slightly.

"Is that so…" Deidara paused to think. He blinked before stating out, "Itachi-san, your brother thinks you're on drugs, un."

Itachi scoffed softly, eyes narrowing. "Foolish little brother…you lack…intellect…"

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"Today we will start actual lessons," Iruka announced at the head of the class. "I hope everyone enjoyed yesterday and got to know one another. Now, is there anyone who can solve the problem on the board?"

Deidara looked up at the blackboard with bored eyes.

75 – 3x plus x equals 2x – 21

x equals ?

He sighed, raising his hand almost immediately.

Iruka noticed it, and smiled. "Yes, Deidara-kun?"

"The answer is 16," Deidara answered, voice monotone.

The brunette looked surprised for a second. "A-And how did you figure that out?"

Inwardly, the ice-eyed teen sighed. "You first add the variables with 'x' in them together, making the first half '75 – 4x.' With the whole problem now reading '75 – 4x equals 2x – 21,' you add 4x to both sides, changing the problem to '75 equals 6x – 21,' un. Add 21 to both sides, leaving you with '96 equals 6x.' 6 goes into 96 16 times, making 'x' 16."

"You…did all of that…in…?"

"Un. It was pretty easy."

"Alright then…what about this one?" Iruka hastily jotted another problem on the board.

109 plus 6x – 8x equals 5x – 3x plus 13

"24, un."

3y – 8 plus 12 equals 5y – 6

"5."

7a plus 8a – 23 equals 9a plus 10 plus 2

"Sensei…that one doesn't come out even. 6 can't go into 35."

Iruka froze at his mistake; a few beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. "Y-Yes, my bad."

Deidara sighed again, suddenly feeling all eyes on him. He turned to his right, met with the jade eyes of the girl who sat next to him.

"You're good at math, Deidara-kun!" Sakura exclaimed quietly, glancing up at the teacher. "How do you do it so fast?"

"Training," the blond replied, a look of disdain creeping up onto his face. "My mom teaches math…you can only guess what I learned when I was little, un."

"Oh…?" Sakura blinked.

"Un…" Deidara returned his gaze to the teacher, just as he announced out,

"Okay, let's start the lesson for real, this time…"

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"I heard you wiped the floor with math today," Kisame stated as he ran beside the blond.

"Un. Iruka-sensei was giving really easy problems, though…" Deidara responded, quickly wiping some sweat off his forehead.

"Really?"

"Yeah. How much longer do we have to run, un?"

"Two more times around."

"Great," Deidara growled. Running around a giant field wasn't his idea of fun.

"So, you can do any problem within a few seconds?"

"Most likely."

"1,053 times 43."

"45,279, un."

Kisame blinked. "Wow. And I just made that up, too…"

"Are you good in anything, un?" The blond asked, head cocking.

"This."

"Gym?"

"Yeah, I could've been done with this running already."

A shiver trembled down Deidara's spine. "Really? Scary…"

"So is your ability in math."

"Guess so. What's Itachi-san good in?"

"English."

"Seriously? I'm horrible in English."

"For real. He can say full sentences in English perfectly."

"That's scary."

"I know."

"Pick up the speed, you pansies!" Anko shouted as the two of them passed.

"Tch!" Deidara spat, glaring at the teacher once he and Kisame had passed. "Can she get anymore annoying, un?"

"You've seen nothing."

Suddenly, a scream rang throughout the area, making the blue-eyed teen flinch.

"Hidan?" he guessed, voice flat.

Kisame sighed, slapping a hand to his head. "Most likely. He usually does his 'rituals' around this time."

"But last time, didn't he…?"

"I said around. He'd do it every second if it weren't for the teachers."

"I don't need to see–Oh God, un."

"What?" Kisame questioned as he returned his line of vision to the front, groaning at the sight. "There he goes again."

"Kisame, he's killing it with a fork."

"Must've lost his stick."

"What?"

"He usually uses this long, sharp pike. When he can't find it…he uses dining utensils. I once saw him using a spoon."

"How do you kill something with a spoon, un?"

"You don't want to know."

"Hey!" Anko stomped over from where she was previously standing, pointing a finger at the purple-eyed boy. "How many times is it now that I've told you–?!"

"How many times have I told you to shut the hell up?!" Hidan retorted, pausing his mutilation of the rodent.

"Why you little–Wait a second, is that one of the school's forks?! Hey, answer me! Is that one of the school's forks?!"

"Why don't you give me some Goddamn time to answer your question before you open your annoying mouth again, woman?!" Hidan snapped, letting his arm drop, and thus stabbing the fork into the squirrel once again with a sick squelching noise. "And what if it is the school's fork? You've got almost a million of these things already, don't you?"

"That's not the point!" The woman snapped, stomping in front of the student and starting her lecture.

Deidara clasped a hand over his mouth as he passed Hidan, face scrunching up. "I–That is disgusting, un! How in hell does he stand smelling, let alone looking at that kind of stuff?!"

"Don't look at it, Deidara." Kisame breathed deeply, gaze looking off to the side. "Kakuzu can't even stand looking at it."

"Killing it with a fork…why is he allowed to come to school?" The blond hissed so the object of his sentence didn't hear him. "And how the hell is killing squirrels a religion?!"

"It's actually killing anything, but he mainly sticks to squirrels because he's less likely to get into trouble…he doesn't kill people, if that's what you're thinking."

Sighing, Deidara cleansed his forehead of sweat once more before breathing out, "I know, but still…"

"You'll get used to it."

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"Deidara-kun! Over here, over here!"

Deidara's head turned to where Naruto was waving ecstatically. He sighed slightly, before walking over to the table.

"Deidara-san, you can sit next to me!" Ino invited, gesturing towards an empty seat next to her.

"Un…" The blond complied with the request, immediately regretting it after he sat down.

"So, Sakura, what are you going to do to get back at him?" Ino questioned to the girl sitting across from her.

"Who? What happened, Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked, staring intently at Sakura.

"He punched her yesterday during lunch!" Ino fumed, remembering the past event.

"Who?" Naruto demanded. "No one hurts Sakura-chan!"

"…It was Sasori," Sakura replied after a while.

"That guy!" Naruto seethed, fists forming. "We should really get back at him!"

"Well, what can you expect? He's with them, after all," Ino said bitterly. "They'll do whatever they please and get away with it!"

"Them, un?" Deidara interrupted, blinking.

"Oh, that's right." Ino pointed to a table not too far off. "Look over there, Deidara-san. They call themselves the Akatsuki; they're composed of the most 'popular' people in the grade, and they act all high and mighty about it too."

Deidara's blue eyes washed over the table, widening slightly. "I know some of the people there, un…"

"You do?" Naruto exclaimed, eyes wide.

"Only Itachi-san and Kisame, un."

"Formally?" Ino asked.

"Yeah."

"Orochimaru used to be part of them," Sakura said, gesturing over to a table not too far from the Akatsuki one. "Until he got dumped by Itachi. From what I've heard, Itachi already had a boyfriend."

"Do you know who it is?" Deidara stole a glance at the pale snake-like boy who seemed like the leader of that table.

Ino shrugged. "Nobody knows. A lot of people say it's Kisame since they hang out often."

Kinda makes sense… Deidara thought to himself, remembering how Itachi's eyes had immediately switched to the doorway once Kisame had appeared in health.

A sly grin suddenly came to Naruto's lips. "Hey, I figured out a way to get back at that Sasori guy!"

"How?" Sakura asked.

Naruto pointed at Deidara. "You ask him out!"

"Wh-What?!" The blond protested in disbelief.

"Yes!" Ino grinned, a mischievous twinkle sparkling in her eyes. "It's perfect! He'll never see it coming! Do it, Deidara-san! For Sakura!"

"It won't be serious, of course," Naruto reassured. "Just to get back for Sakura-chan."

"B-But I don't see how asking him out will–!" Deidara argued, biting his lower lip.

"He won't see it coming, Deidara-kun," Sakura explained, trying to calm him down. "I highly doubt he knows anything about a relationship, and he will, if my thoughts are correct, become very flustered and nervous. Uncomfortable even."

"Even so, why do I have to do it?" Deidara asked, uneasy of meeting those eyes once again.

"This isn't the only time he's picked on our group," Ino answered, turning her head away. "He knows of what we do to get back at him, and if any one of us goes, he'll know it's a fraud just by seeing us."

"But he doesn't know you're over here with us since you're new!" Naruto added on, still beaming. "So if you go up, he won't suspect a thing!"

"…Fine," Deidara mumbled, standing up and starting to walk over to the table. Kisame's right there, only one seat away…what should I do?

"He's the one with the red hair, Deidara-san! You can't miss him!" Ino whispered as he left.

Unfortunately, I know that… Deidara took a deep breath, slowly approaching the target. "S…S-Sasori-san, un…?" He tensed, readying himself for the same callous silver eyes as before.

The redhead turned at the sound of his name. "…You're the new kid, right? What do you want?"

Sharp daggers went flying into the blond's being as he caught glimpse of the piercing rose gaze. "I…"

Kisame looked in confusion, noticing the fidgets that wavered through Deidara's body. What's he so nervous about? Wait, how does he even know Sasori-san?

"What?" The redhead's eyes narrowed, "I don't have all day, you know. I hate waiting."

Deidara's eyes shot to the others, who were waving ecstatically, egging him on.

"Where are you looking? I'm right here, idiot. Are you trying to piss me off?"

"…O-Out, un…" he stammered, the degrading gaze making him uneasy.

"Out?" Sasori repeated, looking more annoyed by the minute.

"Will…" Deidara swallowed before blurting out, "Will you go out with me, un?!"

Kisame's eyes widened, mouth threatening to drop open. He asked Sasori-san out?!

The whole table hushed, Hidan even stopping his argument with Kakuzu.

Sasori's narrowed eyes narrowed even more, seething flames spreading through his forced-calm voice. "…You interrupt me for this bullshit? I barely know you, and you hardly me, and you have the nerve to ask me out? Are you really that stupid or is this just some act to try and gain my attention?"

"N-Now, now, Sasori-san, is it really necessary to be this–?" Kisame butted in, quickly shooting Deidara a look that screamed, 'What in hell's name were you thinking?!'

"Stay the hell out of this, Kisame!" Sasori snapped, redirecting his glower towards the blue-skinned teen for a fleeting second.

"Don't take this all out on Kisame, Sasori-san," Deidara threw back, fists forming and all fear demolished. "He didn't do anything! Besides, isn't he your friend, un?"

Hidan's eyes were wide, mouth gaping open as he choked on his food, coughing violently as Kakuzu roughly gave him a slap on the back, nearly shouting out after regaining his lost breath, "Whoa, whoa, whoa! New guy, you did not just ask him out!"

"Go back to stabbing your squirrels!" Deidara snapped, met with a confused look.

Hidan blinked before a grin broke his face. "Oh, so you saw that? Wasn't that awesome?! I'll do it again, seriously, if–!"

"Funny, I don't recall Kisame ever saying he was so close with you that you could drop the formalities, Deidara-kun," Sasori interrupted in an eerily calm voice, tone dripping with venom. He stood up, gaze stabbing right through the other boy.

"Looks like he doesn't mind," Deidara growled, returning the gaze head-on, not even caring that he was taller. "And taking advice from an asshole such as yourself doesn't seem like the smartest thing to do, un."

"D-Deidara–!" Kisame tried to intervene, only to be disrupted.

"I don't think an idiot such as yourself would even recognize advice," Sasori retorted, "let alone if it was shoved in your face."

Deidara male snapped, eyes narrowing as his fist connected with his offender's cheek, a look of pure anger etched on his face as he stomped off.

"Holy shit!" Hidan exclaimed, the glee in his voice and look swept away by bewilderment.

"Deidara?!" Kisame stared as Deidara passed.

Sasori's eyes were wide, disbelief dripping in the ash-rose irises.

"D-Deidara-kun!" Naruto squeaked when Deidara had returned, staring widely at the hate-filled look on the other blond's face.

"…Deidara-san?" Ino asked tenderly, wincing as she was ignored.

The whole room was deathly quiet, like a graveyard.

"…Deidara-san, I-I'm sorry…" Ino stammered, nervously looking around the now whisper-hushed area. "I-I had no idea–!"

"I can't wait until I see him again, un…" Deidara muttered, glowering at the silver-eyed boy as he sat down. "I'll show him…"

"Sasori…you look quite ruffled," Itachi said as he returned from his locker with his forgotten book, taking his place to the right of the redhead. "Did something…eventful happen? You're not usually the one to lose a hold of your emotions…"

"Nothing happened, Itachi. Leave me alone," Sasori growled in response, back in his seat with furious eyes. He dragged a hand lazily over his left cheek before locking his glare onto the one who had caused him injury. "Just a little mishap that I will soon fix."

And they meet! And...they hate each other.
I don't actually know what you do in phys ed. and math in highschool, so I just stuck something random in. Also, I won't put history in (Which Deidara has last) since I don't know much of Japanese history...
About the 'date' thing...probably not the best way to get them to meet, but I'm brain dead for other ways. What with all the kids in my school going 'out' and all...

～Arrina