A/N: Continuing..

Day 2, Murama High, 10: 46

Here it comes..So it's the second day on new school grounds. Art class!. I do fancy myself as a pretty emotionless guy, but other than the red room, there's just one other thing that is able to bring the faintest of emotions out of me. ART.

So you can understand my absolute desire to kill something, when all I can hear are high-pitched skweels and obviously fake 'cute' laughter, emitting from the 6 girls on the other side of the room, all surrounding some red haired guy from my dear precious Art class. I swear, if I hear even one more 'sasori-kuuun~', I'll test my old theory if you can kill a person with a paint brush. For real.

‚Sasori-kuuun! Your drawing is so pretty!~~ ' I'VE HAD ENOUGH.

‚Will you PLEASE keep you fangirls out of the room?! ' I shouted beyond pissed. ‚I can't fucking concentrate for god's sake!'

‚Hmm?' his pretty-, scrach that, motherfucking shitty face turned towards me.

‚Have a problem?' OBVIOUSLY.

By now, I'm pretty sure steam could be seen emitting from my ears, just one more-

‚Now girls, go at your desks, I have to finidsh my birdie, ne?', he arrogantly smiled.

The bitches left, but not before a slap on the ass from out red-haired bastard of the year. But he has at least some common sence left.

‚Hey brat, you're doing a seriously shitty job with the shadows.' MAYBE NOT. How dare that asshole criticize my art?! It's perfect!..

‚..Well, lets fucking see your masterpiece.',I said through gritted teeth.

A bird, trapped in it's cage, lights illuminating inside.. and the bird has a truly miserable look, while still looking realistic. Incredible attention to the details. Impressive, but not perfect.

‚Your wing, the way it's tilted to one side, it's simply physically impossible if not broken.' I myself could hear the smug tone of my voice.

‚Hm..' He looked visibly angry. Success. ‚It's still better than yours.', he took another look at my bird, flames all around it, just before it's burnt alive. ‚Brat.'

‚You wish.', I chuckled.

‚But I wonder, why fire exactly?'

‚Because art is fleeting. Duh.'

‚Well you're even more idiotic than I expected. Art is meant to last forever.' , he sighted. ‚Even our looks on art cannot differ more. You sure are dumb..' The nerve of this guy!? Grrr breathe, brethe! I was getting angry, and getting angry fast. This was bad. I just can't afford to mess up second day in a row! Tsunade will fucking skin me alive. 1..2...3.

‚You bastard..' Creative, I know. But that's seriously all i can get through my foggy mind..the red mist falling, blinding me. If that asswipe continues, I wont be able to stop myself.

‚DING, DING, DING, DING!'

The school bell saved the asshole. And me as well. Tsunade sure is scary when angry..and I don't want to anger her any more than absolutely necessary. Now it's lunch? I think.. time sure passes fast. The cafeteria will probably be pretty crowded, but I should be able to find the rest of the Akatsuki. Pain, or Leader-sama, as he wishes we call him (I'll never call him that!.), said we'll have a small meeting, had something intresting to show us. I wonder what..

Cafeteria, 11:32, Akatsuki table.

The table of the akatsuki turned out to be exactly where I suspected it would- the table furthest away from the entrance, located it the darkest corner possible. Pain sure is predictable. Not like it isn't smart- choosing the place least obvious, hidden from the crowd.. Anyways, doesn't matter.

'Members! Today.. today I have very exciting news.', he subtly glanced at Sasori.. Sasori!? 'I'm glad to announce- no way, no way, no way!..- an old member to the Akatsuki has been reunited with us- FUCK.- now welcome sasori!'

By now I was probalby gaping like a fish, but.. fuck! Fuck fuck fuck FUCK! He is the intresting news!? That guy is in the Akatsuki?

'Close your mouth, brat.', a certain red-haired bastard groaned.

Gosh, how i wanna blow him up!.. And this is the problem. Now that he's in the akatsuki, I CAN'T blow him up. I'm so skrewed.

'Deidara, stop staring like an idiot.', the leader.. Pain, if you weren't the one who..- just! Fuck. I'm swearing a lot lately..

For now I'll try to look as neutral as possible.. *mental sigh* I can't let them see me losing my cool like that again. Put the mask back on.

'Pain..is that all?'

'Hm?' now Sasori looks suprised, did he notice the change? Well, it doesn't matter.

'..Yes.', he caughted. 'You are free to leave.'

That was all the permission I needed.

Meanwhile, back to the Akatsuki table..

'So what's up his ass again?, Hidan tactlessly asked.

'I guess he and i may have had a bit of a dissagreement back in art class.', Sasori chuckled.

'Hey, Sas?'

'Yeah Konan?..and I think I told you not to call me that.'

'You just seem a bit out of it. Something wrong?'

'No.. Actually, come to think of it, what was with the sudden change with Deidara at the end?'

'Well.. The kid probobly wouldn't want me telling you this, but- he has that thing, a mask you may call it, and doesn't think any of us actually notices.', Konan chuckled sadly.

'Hm?..go on.'

'For as long as I've have known him, he has been kinda ..detached. Withdrawn. Closed within his shell. We can all safely say we have made frendships within the akatsuki, but-.. He hasn't. Some may say his best friend is Hidan- but that couldn't be farther away from the truth. He doesn't hate him, per say, but is in no way his friend either. He isn't really friends with anyone, he's always distant, and tries to hide all his emotions. That's what we call The Mask. His absolute protection from emotions. Although he has been a member of the akatsuki for 6 years, he doesn't trust us. He isn't truly one of us..as much as I would like him to be. ', Konan finished bitterly.

Now, after all of this intoframtion, Sasori looked quite troubled. 'So he is quite something, I guess. But why did you tell me all of this Konan?'

'Firstly, because you estracted at least some kind of emotion from him, even though it's anger,-at that sasori frowned- and secondly, because you noticed, dumbass. There's a chance you can actually help him. ',she smirked. 'Plus, dei is quite cute-! Giggle.

And even though Konan didn't see, the slightiest of blushes could be noticed on Sasori's cheeks. But that's not important..