Heya, everyone! I know this might be early, but thanks to everyone who's reading this story and likes it. xD; Honestly, I thought it'd be bad and all, and no one would like it, but you guys proved me wrong.
Tayuya is seriously Orochimaru's group's Hidan. Seriously. o-o;
Oh, and all the eagle species I got from Wikipedia. 'Cause I'm a cheater like that.

"Does everyone have their object?" Asuma asked from the head of the room, quickly scanning over the tables in front of him. "Good. Now are there any questions?"

Tayuya's hand shot up like she was struck by lightning, her mouth beginning to open.

"Anyone besides Tayuya-san who doesn't have any comment related to how art is 'for pansy shitheads only?'"

No hands went up, the red-haired girl's arm slowly lowering, a deathly glare situated on her face.

"Then get started, class!"

Deidara glanced over at the redhead. "Sasori-san."

The silver-eyed boy was resting his chin on his forearms, staring at the perfect ceramic black eagle looking over its shoulder, perched on a tree branch.

"Sasori-san."

He didn't move, eyes glued to the clay raptor.

"Sasori-san, un!"

Sasori snapped up, blinking as he turned to the blond, eyes wide. "What?"

deidara looked away, trying to avoid the confused, almost childish, look on the other's face, informing, "Asuma-sensei told us to begin already, un."

"Mm…" The childlike expression quickly faded back into the features of sophistication. "Is that so…"

"Un."

He stole one last glance at the figure before picking up his pencil and beginning his rough sketch of the basic shape and direction of the bird.

"…Hey, Deidara."

Said boy looked up from his drawing, tilting his head at the usually taciturn Sasori. It had been a good ten minutes since the last time he had spoken. "Un?"

"Do you…have any others? The statues, I mean…"

"Besides the black eagle, you mean?" Deidara asked, continuing when he saw a nod. "Un, a lot. Why? Anything specific you want?"

"…Like what? Which ones?"

"My mom's an eagle fan, too, so she has a lot. It's not a complete collection, but it's pretty full."

"…No, never mind. I…don't impose on people."

"You're not imposing, un."

"…Then…"

"Un?"

"…List some. Some of them you have."

"I…don't have too good of a memory, Sasori-san. But we have…a bald eagle, a short-toed eagle, a white-bellied sea-eagle…another black eagle…a wedge-tailed eagle…"

"…Do you have a go–?" Sasori quickly cut himself off, turning away. "No, forget it."

"A golden eagle, un? No, sorry…we almost got one, though…"

"I didn't say golden eagle," Sasori huffed, eyes narrowing slightly. "I said…meant to say…grey…grey-headed fish-eagle."

"Then…we have that one."

"…How do you have so many?"

"I dunno, actually. Mom likes them a lot, so she works a lot to earn money to buy all these…Dad doesn't like it, but Mom insists, un."

"Wacky family you've got there."

"Un…I know."

"...What's yours…your favorite animal?"

Deidara blinked in surprise. "…Marbled polecat…"

A skeptical look passed onto the shorter teen's face. "You lie."

"They're pretty," Deidara protested.

"So?"

He sighed. "Fine, un…blue-eared glossy starling…"

Sasori looked puzzled. "I…haven't heard of that one."

"Really, un?"

"Really. Describe it."

"It's a…bird, un…"

"I know what a starling is. I meant the color."

"It's blue. And it's kinda…shiny. Although, they can, and usually do, have other colors blending on them like purples, greens and black."

"Oh?" Sasori's head tilted curiously. "Sounds rather pretty. Bring in a picture. I'm interested."

Deidara paused his sketching. "Wh-What, un?"

"You heard me."

"Sasori-san…why are you acting so…nice?"

Silver eyes widened. "Don't…flatter yourself, shit, you just caught me in a good mood."

"Alright!" Asuma interrupted from his desk in the front, "Who just swore? I know I said you could talk during this project, but I didn't give any permission for bad language!"

"I bet it was Tayuya," Shikamaru said, leaning on his arm. "Troublesome woman…"

"Hey! You shut up, shithead!" Tayuya retorted, causing Asuma to hold his forehead. "I didn't say anything this whole time! You can even ask this asstard Kimimaro!" She turned to the white-haired male sitting next to her. "Oi, Kimimaro! I didn't say any 'offensive' words this whole time, right?!"

"Tayuya, shut up," Kimimaro retorted, glaring at the girl while trying to draw the bone in front of him. "I'm trying to work."

Tayuya glared in disgust at the boy, before turning to the teacher and yelling out, "It was Kimimaro!"

"Can we just all shut up and let the people who want to work, work?" Neji growled, pearl-colored eyes shooting sparks at the brown-eyed female.

"Yeah, why don't you just shut up, Hyuuga?" Tayuya snorted, crossing her arms across her chest.

"I would already be 'shut up' if a certain person had just shut up in the first place," Neji retorted icily.

"Okay, that's it!"

"Enough!" Asuma boomed over the arguing students. "Everyone, get back to work: we'll fix his problem later."

Deidara sighed. Once again, Sasori-san causes another ruckus. He suddenly caught sight of said boy's paper, noticing how one wing was a bit too stiff looking. "Hey, one of the wings looks weird, un."

"What?" Sasori paused.

"It's too straight," Deidara informed, looking at the other's paper again. "Let me fix–"

"No. It's fine. Leave it alone."

"But Sasori-san–!"

"Leave it alone!"

"Sasori-san, you've got it wrong, un! Let–Me–Help–!" Deidara snapped, trying to fix the mistake on the other's paper.

"No, dammit! Leave it alone! You'll just screw it up!" Sasori argued, keeping his sheet out of the taller male's reach.

"Give it to me!" Deidara pressured, leaning to the side to get the paper. Suddenly, in his attempt, his hand somehow met with the silver-eyed teen's face.

Sasori's eyes widened at the contact. His features grew infuriated, and he clenched his free fist and hit his offender in the stomach. "Don't you ever touch me like that again!"

Pain shot up the taller male's body from the bruise. Wincing, he glowered at the other as he set his paper back on the table. He lunged forward in an instant, knocking Sasori onto the floor, sprained leg getting crushed with pressure.

The redhead inhaled sharply from the electric sparks quaking up his body from the impact on his leg. He struggled to get the other off him, letting out small yells as his leg was forced to move.

A blow landed once again on Deidara's stomach and he let out a cry, unconsciously putting more weight on Sasori's bad leg.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Asuma jogged over, "What is going on over here?!"

"Holy shit!" Tayuya yelled as she saw the two boys. "They're having hard sex on the floor! Someone call the Goddamn animal control!"

"You two break it up!" Asuma commanded, stepping back to avoid getting hit with a fist.

"Damn you, shit…!" Sasori strained out, panting harshly from the pain.

A stream of blood flowed down from the newest student's mouth as he struggled to breath, his stomach hurting like hell. "You're such a bitch…asswipe…"

"Is he your bitch? Huh?!" Tayuya broke in again, earning herself two poison-dipped glares.

Deidara's lip curled, his glare fading away slightly. "As a matter of fact–"

Sasori hastily kneed the other in the gut. Dear God, if something like that got out… "I wouldn't be talking bullshit if I were you, brat."

"Hey!" Asuma leapt forward, pulling a coughing Deidara off the furious redhead, but not before the latter had received a good kick on his sprained leg.

Sasori reverted back to his old methods, sticking his bandaged up wrist into his mouth and biting down until scarlet trails of blood were once again flowing down, his eyes tightly shut.

"Heh! That's weak, Akasuna!" Tayuya scoffed at the boy, a smug look plastered to her face. "You look like you're about to cry! The great Akasuna no Sasori forced into crying by the low scum new student! How pathetic!"

"You bitch…!" Sasori shakily stood up, flames raging in his eyes. He rushed forward as best he could, fist raised. "You're dead!"

Tayuya merely smirked; easily catching the fist sent her way. She laughed at the shocked look she got, shoving the boy backwards, making him fall heavily on his still-recovering back. Without any waiting, she lifted her foot, slamming it down with much more force than Deidara had, on the damaged leg.

This time, Sasori couldn't hold back a scream, the old wound from Orochimaru's nail reopening, releasing the captive blood until it had stained a good portion of the white pant leg crimson, even more blood still flowing.

"Tayuya! You will go to the office right now!" Asuma yelled, snapping a pointed finger towards the doorway out.

Deidara's eyes widened in shock and horror, the memories of the fight he had with Sasori returning. Detestation and anger now etched into his blue eyes, he shoved his way out of the teacher's grasp and flew towards the departing Tayuya. "How dare you do that to him!"

Surprised, Tayuya turned to her attacker, getting his fist to slam straight into her face. She stumbled backwards, red slipping from her nose.

"Deidara! You will go as well!"

The brown-eyed girl had recovered from the blow to her nose, breathing raggedly. "You little fucker…I'll get you back for this, you hear?!"

"Go to the office now, both of you!" Asuma ordered, beyond angry by now.

Deidara ignored the command, running over to the fallen Sasori and dropping to his knees. "Sasori-san! Sasori-san, un!"

"…Pain…" The rose-eyed student managed out, his eyes covered by his arm.

At first, Deidara thought the other was talking in English, referring to the agony of his leg and back. He soon realized, however, it was a name.

"…Gotta tell…Pain…" Sasori continued softly, teeth gritting together. "…To kill…that fucking bitch…"

"Who's Pain? Tell me what he looks like: I'll tell him for you," Deidara said, looking guiltily at the fallen student.

"It's none of your…business…shit…"

"This is my fault…I need to make it up to you…"

"You're too…soft, you know…?"

"Even so…"

"…Pain…he's the leader of Akatsuki…orange hair…many piercings…gray eyes…he might not want to talk with you…"

"What should I do if he doesn't?"

"…Konan…tell Konan…I know you know her, Deidara…stupid girl told me she almost gave you my phone number…"

"Deidara."

The called student looked up at the calmed down face of Asuma.

"Take him to the nurse," Asuma continued, gesturing to the redhead by looking at him briefly. "Then go straight to Principal Tsunade."

Deidara nodded in understanding. He looked back to Sasori, only to find him starting to stand up.

"I don't need your help, Deidara…" he muttered, starting to limp forward. "Leave me alone…and go away…"

When Sasori had made it out the classroom and the door had been shut, Asuma turned to the blue-eyed student. "Go with him, make sure he's okay."

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"…I know you're following me. Stop trying to be so quiet."

Deidara's eyes narrowed. "I'm…sorry, Sasori-san."

"…For what?"

"I made you get hurt again…I shouldn't have tried to draw on your picture…the wing…I should've left it alone…"

"It's fine…it was sort of…stiff…anyways…"

Deidara looked up in surprise. "U-Un…"

Silence was the only answer the newest student got, and for a while, was the only thing filling the halls.

All of a sudden, Sasori hissed in pain, having put too much weight on his leg. It buckled under him, sending him falling towards the ground.

Deidara hastily ran forward, catching Sasori before he hit the floor. With only a second's worth of hesitation, he placed the other's left arm around his shoulders, putting his right arm around the rose-eyed boy's waist. "Sasori-san…I'm going to help you to Nurse Shizune's…"

"It hurts…" Sasori rested his head on the other's shoulder, eyes closed tight. "It hurts, dammit…!"

"I know it does…" Deidara murmured before beginning to move forward.

"Brat…if you're going to help me…I really don't care anymore, just don't give me your pity…"

"…Okay, un."

The halls were quiet once again, the two boys moving at a slow but steady pace towards the main entrance of the school. There was still a long way of walking to go.

"…Deidara…"

He glanced at the redhead. "Yes, un?"

"You…wouldn't mind still bringing in that picture…would you?" Sasori looked away, tone soft. "I'm still intrigued by that description you gave me…"

"O-Of course, un…I'll even still ask Mom about that eagle statue you wanted." Deidara smiled weakly.

"You don't have to…just the picture…"

"Like I said before…I want to."

Sasori blinked, looking at the taller boy briefly. "…Then I tha–I mean…thanks…Deidara…"

The drop of formality surprised the newest student. He grinned slightly, answering out, "You're welcome, un."

Would this count as their "friend" point? I dunno, what do you think?
Haha, I rather like Tayuya, so I really disliked making her that bad guy of this chapter. xP Ah well. And Shikamaru was just in there because. I couldn't think of anyone else to fill his part.

～Arrina