After that fun little argument they fed us, deciding we'd had enough torture without food. Personally I was happy, and yet a bit curious, I mean if this place was so much like highschool who could say the food wouldn't be. Needless to say I always brought lunch from home, when you found something in the school stew that was still moving, I personally think you would too.

Soon Deidara and I were sitting back where we'd started, Kakuzu had woken up Hidan, or in better words pushed him of his shoulder letting his head hit the ground with a thud.

Then the cursing restarted.

I hadn't been aware of what I grabbed, and personally I was hoping it tasted better than cafeteria food. It looked like French toast, sausage, and eggs, but I knew that cafeterias had a wonderful way of disguising their food. Deidara merely had a plate of eggs, and was picking at it remorsefully. As per habit I covered everything in syrup, I enjoy syrup, during the summer when my parents were alive we'd go to Vermont at the time when the sap of trees was just made into syrup, and there was a great restaurant right by our cabin. The thought made my sigh longingly.

"What are you think about un?" Deidara asked, eating a bit of eggs, then looking at me.

"Just memories brat." I said taking a bite of sausage, not grade A stuff, but I could deal with it.

It made me miss home actually, my Grandmother's cooking.

Shit.

I wanted to go home.

I wanted my room.

My puppets.

I suddenly felt a hand on my face and blinked back to reality, Deidara had one of my escaped tears on his finger, examining it.

"Damn it!" I cursed, rubbing my face, only to get a laugh from Deidara.

"It's ok un, everyone cries now and then." he said warmly, taking another bite.

"Brat you need to eat more than that." I said disapprovingly, how did he get away with eating so little?

"No I don't un, it's a good amount." he argued, but as his mouth opened I took a forkful of French Toast and stuffed it in his mouth. His eyes widened in surprise and he closed his mouth, chewing it.

"Now isn't that batter brat?" I asked, and he glared because he had to swallow it, finally doing so.

"That was mean Danna." he whimpered.

"But it was good wasn't it?" I asked, stuffing a bite in my own mouth. Deidara looked hesitant, then smiled a bit.

"Actually it was un."

"See food actually tastes good, want some?" I offered sliding my tray over to him, and I noticed him debating on whether to eat it or not. "Unless you want me to spoon fed you."

"I'm not a baby un!" he retorted, cutting a tiny bite and eating it, making me glance at him. "What?"

"How can you even taste it?" I asked, "Food is meant to be eaten and enjoyed, I mean if you're gonna eat you should enjoy it." Deidara shuddered.

"But it's hard un."

"Then let your Danna feed you." I said stuffing another bite in his mouth, and once again he gave me another glare. "Oh don't hide it I know you're loving this." That's when he blushed madly, and actually proceeded to choke a bit, resolving that with a sip of milk. I laughed, and he froze.

"What brat? Feel sick?" I asked, when he shook his head.

"You're laughing." he said amazed, I nodded.

"Yes brat, people laugh when they're amused." The blush seemed to increase on his face.

"I amuse you un."

"In more ways than one brat." Then I realized what I said, and Deidara only stared at me, the smile on his face growing, as was his blush.

"So you like me Danna?" he asked, nudging closer to me. "You're not mad at me anymore un?"

"You're still worried about that brat? I got over that days ago."

"You've only been here a few hours un."

"Really?" That was right, I'd only been here less than twenty four hours. Go figure.

After that breakfast was over and we were allowed to go back to our rooms for a bit, then we went to personal therapy, whoopee. If I could I'd twirl my finger in fake amusement, but that may look a bit weird. I was actually proud of myself when I realized I knew which way we were going, and soon we were back in our room. Deidara went over to his desk and I went to mine. Of course no tools allowed so I was just sketching new ideas, moaning a bit when I realized how long it would be until I could make them. A few of my less important puppets I'd brought to paint were on the floor, the rest were displayed proudly on my desk. It was quiet for a while.

"Hey Danna?" came Deidara's voice, and I heard his soft footsteps padding across the floor, when suddenly I heard a sickening crunch and Deidara yelped, pretty loudly. I whirled around, to see Deidara hopping up and down on one foot and one of my puppets smashed.

"Brat!" I yelled angrily, and he dropped to the floor, holding his foot.

"Sorry un!" he yelped, and I sighed, trying to cool off.

It was an unimportant puppet, an unimportant puppet.

"Le me see."

"See un?"

"Your foot, that puppets in splinters so I'm betting you've got some wood in your foot brat." I said calmly.

"You'll be careful right un?" he asked cautiously.

"Maybe, you did break one of my most precious puppets." A look of fear flashed on his face. "Kidding kidding, now come on, the sooner you give me your foot the better." He reluctantly stretched it out and I took it, hating him for the fact that he didn't wear shoes in the room. His foot had a few minor splinters, and three that I was in particular worried about, the looked pretty big and twisted, some had drawn a bit of blood.

"It looks that bad Danna?" Deidara asked, and I looked up, realizing I'd once again been in my dream world.

"A little brat, and it's going to hurt, but try not to move alright?"

"Okay un." he said bravely and gave me a nod, since they didn't give us tweezers here for some weird reason I'd have to do it by hand, which hurt like crazy. My fingernails grabbed one of the large ones, and even the gentle touch made him tense.

"Relax, I need to do this slowly and carefully so don't move brat." I warned and carefully began to pull it out. He whined a bit, but soon the splinter was out and it began to bleed a bit where it had been. I carefully rubbed the area with my thumb.

"That feels better Danna." said Deidara sounding a little relieved, until my fingers grabbed the next one. Soon the ones I was worried about were out, and the little ones were left, which all came out easily.

"Thank you Danna." came Deidara's relieved voice, and I looked up to see tears running down his face.

How long had he been crying?

"Deidara." I muttered leaning forward, he looked at me, and then leaned forward as well, then we met for a kiss.

It was the greatest feeling I'd ever had.

Even better then when I'd tried pot once with a friend.

He tasted sweet, sweeter than any sugar, and strangely addicting.

We both pulled away and stared at one another breathless.

"You fall in love quickly don't you Danna."

"You seem to as well brat." I said with a smile, and then we kissed again.