Forgive me if it seems fast paced! :O
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When Hinata walked into her closet, she was immediately met with a wall. This was so clearly not her walk-in closet back home. But, before she could scream in horror, her mother burst into the room with her new clothes, all tags and stickers removed. "Hinata, why don't you try on your new clothes? I need to make sure they fit." she said, laying the clothes on her not-magnificent bed. Hinata sighed, tired of whining for today. "Yes, Mother." Her mother smiled and left the room, and Hinata walked over to look at her clothes.
There was a red shirt with a pink heart on the lower left side. Another shirt was green with a city drawn to look like the buildings were made from the necks of guitars. There were other shirts colored orange, yellow, and blue. All that was missing was purple - Oh, wait, it was under the blue one. Sighing, Hinata started removing her dress, then slowly slid on the red shirt.
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"Oh hell yeah." Sasori crouched down so that his chin rested on the windowsill. Deidara stared at him, mouth agape. "You can't do that!" he yelled. "Come on, babe, why don't you take it all off?" Sasori continued, just to spite Deidara. He took a sidelong glance at Deidara, who was looking at the girl as well. "Imagining her naked now, huh?" Sasori smirked and sat back down on his bed. Blushing, Deidara yelled, "NO!! Why are you doing thi-"
There was a loud shriek, and Deidara looked back at where Hinata was changing. She was now pointing to them and screaming. Her mother came rushing in, looking straight at them through the window. She smiled and waved at them, and all Deidara could do was wave back.
Oh god, she was telling her mother the story. They're going to call the cops, peeping toms! Holy crap, what am I going to do -Deidara's thoughts were swayed when he saw her laughing. "Well what do you expect, changing in front of an open window like that?" She waved one last time at the two before closing the blinds.
"You know, her mom's not all that bad either." Sasori smirked a little and licked his lips. Shocked, Deidara pulled the blinds down with the string and stared at Sasori in disbelief. "She's a grown woman. And a mom. What the hell's wrong with you?" Shrugging, Sasori replied, "I tell it as I see it." Sighing, Deidara put a hand on Sasori's shoulder. "Look, don't tell the guys I have a hot rich girl living next door." Sasori whistled. "She's rich too? Damn. That's hot." He noticed Deidara's death glare. "I'm kidding." Then, after a minute, "Not really." But Deidara didn't hear it.
Instead, he was listening gratefully to the sound of his friends downstairs leaving.
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Hinata looked at herself in the mirror. She chose the blue shirt, since it had the design closest to her style - extravagant. It had dark blue vines coming from her right shoulder to the top part of the shirt. The sleeves were up to the elbows and the hem was frilly. She wished all her shirts were like this, but her Mother told her to wear the red one tomorrow.
Going to a different High School made her a bit more aware about her situation as a newly middle-class citizen. But not that aware. It was still freaky waking up in her prison cell of a room (which her Mother promised to paint during the summer). And she was uneasy eating her Mother's cooking (which was still delicious, no matter how much she didn't want to admit it). And now, her Mother was telling her to attempt walking to school. Walking. She had never thought of walking as a form of travel except for around the house. It was always What if this, What if that.
"Look, Hinata, if you're so scared of walking by yourself, why don't you ask Deidara from next door to walk with you?" Mrs. Hyuga said as she slipped on her jacket for work. She coughed a little. "Why don't you take the day off? You sound sick, and I can stay home and take care of you." Hinata suggested weakly as they headed out the door. "Even if I did, you wouldn't be able to take care of me." Mrs. Hyuga had a distant look for a minute. "Mother?" Hinata stopped walking, and Mrs. Hyuga noticed that she had stopped walking as well. "If you want, I'll ask Deidara to walk with you." she said, changing the subject. Hinata gave her a worried look, but then shrugged it off. "Alright. I'll walk with Deidara, since you're so worried." she said. Scoffing playfully, Mrs. Hyuga replied, "You're the worried one!"
Hinata waited at the gate while Mrs. Hyuga stepped up to Deidara's front door. Then, suddenly, memories of last night flooded her brain. Deidara and his friend saw her changing! She didn't want to walk with two peeping toms!
"Wait!" Hinata shouted before her mother could knock on the door. "Yes, Hinata?" Mrs. Hyuga looked at her daughter, puzzled. "He saw me changing last night! I can't walk with him!" Laughing the matter off, Mrs. Hyuga knocked on the door, despite her daughter's protests. Deidara's mom answered it. "Oh, Hi! Mrs... Hyuga, right?" she asked in a sweet tone. Mrs. Hyuga smiled and said, "Yes, and I was wondering if your son could walk with my daughter to school this morning." she gestured to Hinata, who abruptly stopped her arguing. She waved shyly, making Deidara's mom laugh. "Of course he can. She'll have two escorts, too, since Deidara's friend spent the night."
Deidara saw from the window that Hinata was standing at his gateway. Sasori, who was sitting next to him, followed his gaze. "Is that her?" he asked, taking a big bite out of his cereal. "Yeah, that's Hinata." Nodding in approval, Sasori went back to his breakfast. Deidara kept his eyes on Hinata.
"Well, the boys are still eating breakfast, and I need to go to work. Maybe she can come inside?" Deidara's mom stepped outside and beckoned for Hinata to join them. She did, hesitantly opening the gate and walking in. "So, Hinata, this is Deidara's mother. We walk together sometimes to work." Hinata nodded and whispered a small 'Hi'. "Is it okay that you wait until the boys finish breakfast before you walk to school?" Mrs. Hyuga asked. "O-Okay." Hinata answered, trying to hint that she meant the exact opposite of accepting the offer. "Alright then. Thank you!" Mrs. Hyuga hugged Hinata, and both she and Deidara's mom started walking in the direction of their work.
Hinata clutched her bag tightly and headed towards what she thought was the kitchen. When she walked in the doorway, everything froze. The boy with red hair stopped himself from taking that bite of cereal, so his spoon was poised to enter his mouth, which was wide open. The blonde one just stared at her, his eyes wide. Hinata stared back at them, slowly backing out into the hallway. She heard them dump their bowls into the sink and wash their hands quickly. The blonde one was the first one to reach her.
"Uh... Hey." he said. Hinata clutched her bag even tighter, looking at him like she was afraid of him. "I'm... uh... Deidara." He held out his hand, and Hinata just stared at it. Feeling stupid, Deidara's hand retreated, and his red headed friend walked up behind him. "Hello, there. I'm Sasori." Smoother than Deidara, he lifted Hinata's hand and kissed it lightly. "It is an honor to be in your presence." Hinata seemed more accustomed to this kind of greeting, so she nodded to Sasori. She still gave Deidara a weird look, which made him feel even more stupid. He blushed with embarrassment.
"Shall we go, M'lady?" Sasori offered his arm to her, and Hinata accepted, a bit hesitant due to his way of dress. Deidara sighed and followed after them out the door.
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Hinata stared at the architecture of the school when the three reached the gate. It was far less detailed than her previous school - it seemed to be just four walls and a ceiling. Of course, there were different floors, but otherwise it would be a large room. Her old school had different buildings for different classes. There was a building for the main subjects you had to learn and then separate buildings for the different kinds of electives. The Fine Arts building had a floor for each different Fine Art; as in, one floor was for painting and sketching, another floor for ceramics and pottery, and another for music. Team Sports had a large shed for their outdoor supplies and a large gym for indoor sports. There was even a special building for clubs! However, this four-wall-and-a-roof building looked like it only had one building... unless their different buildings were the apartments across the street.
"Is something wrong?" Sasori asked, a concerned look on his face. Behind them, Deidara scoffed at him. "Oh... It's just that... This is so different from my other school." Hinata looked down, and she felt Sasori's arm wrap around her shoulders. "Please bear with it, princess! I swear I will do anything I can to help you live in this horrid prison of an educational environment!" Hinata felt her heart flutter, and she smiled gratefully to him. "Oh, thank you, thank you, Sasori!" She started walking with him into the school, leaving Deidara behind.
Stupid Sasori, stupid Hinata, stupid neighbors, stupid school, stupid aristocratic community, ignoring the third world! Aargh! Stupid everything! Deidara angrily shoved some papers from his locker into his backpack, then after deeming another thought stupid, slammed his locker closed. He swung his backpack over his shoulder, stomping to his next class.
"Why the long face, Dei-Dei?" He felt an arm sling around his shoulders and smelled the gel of his friend's slicked back hair. "Go away, Hidan." Deidara said, shrugging his arm off. Hidan settled for walking alongside him, since they were going to the same class anyway. "What's up, man? You look sour." he shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned forward - the kind of walking style you see from your everyday slacking thug. "Sasori's being an asshole again." Deidara growled, clenching his fists. Hidan whistled. "He steal your girl again? Haha, what is up with that?" Hidan laughed and patted Deidara hard on the back. "No, she's not my girl." Deidara walked a little quicker to lose Hidan in the crowded halls. Hidan effortlessly caught up with him. "Ah, then why's it botherin' you so much?"
This made Deidara stop to ponder. He barely knew Hinata - heck, she only moved in four days ago! Why was it bothering him so much? Mentally, he shook his head. He was angry with Sasori because he made him look like an idiot in front of a girl. No boy wants to look like an idiot in front of a girl. Especially pretty ones. Right. That's why he was so bothered with Sasori being nice to Hinata.
"Because." Deidara answered as they entered their Math class. He saw Hinata sitting in the second row. Great. Hidan casually walked over to her and started flirting away.
"Hey baby - New in town?" He smirked. Hinata regarded him slightly, then turned her attention to the front of the classroom. Deidara held back a snort of laughter. Hidan's failure gave him a bit more courage to try talking to Hinata again. But when he walked up beside her, he started clamming up.
"Um... Hi, Hinata." She looked at him, then smiled a little. "Oh. Hello... Deidara, right?" She didn't seem as shy as she was before. Which was good, he guessed, but...
"Right. I'm your neighbor and I walked with you to school this morning." He contemplated taking her hand and kissing it, like Sasori did, but he had a feeling that it wouldn't work. "So, do you need help finding your next class?" he asked, hoping to god that she would say yes. "It's alright. Sasori is going to meet me after class and escort me to... English, I believe. Thank you, though." She gave him a small nod, then class started.
There is no god.
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After class, Hinata found Sasori leaning against the lockers just outside the classroom. He smiled charmingly at her, and she blushed. "How was Math, fair princess?" he asked, offering his arm out for her to take. She gladly accepted, a big smile on her face. "Splendid, just splendid, Sasori." He gently patted her hand. "That's great to hear! English will be better - I'm in that class, too." Hinata felt her heart jump in happiness. "Oh, how grand! Perhaps..." She trailed off, and Sasori urged for her to continue. "Perhaps we could... sit next to each other...?" she suggested. Sasori pretended to look shocked. "But of course, Madame! There would be no better seat than next to you."
Across the hall, Deidara scoffed again. Sasori was really putting on the charm, and Hinata was really falling for it. At this rate, he won't even become her friend! Well, it's not like he wanted anything more. Not like he was expecting anything more. And it's not like he was jealous of the attention Sasori was giving her! Or the attention she was giving him! No way! Defensive? What do you mean, defensive? I'm not being defensive!!Deidara shook his head and continued down the hall, leaving his internal monologues behind.
He'd talk to Sasori at lunch.
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Hinata found herself smiling, even though she wasn't doing anything to make herself particularly happy. She knew one thing, though. She absolutely adored Sasori. He was so polite and funny, charming and he really helped her out today at school. And when she got passed the dark clothing, he was quite handsome. He seemed to understand what she was going through as a newly middle-class citizen (as she kept calling it). Oh, Sasori was such a gentleman...
The bell rang, and before she knew it, Sasori stood beside her desk, smiling. "Daydreaming?" He brushed a few strands of hair from her forehead. Hinata's heart fluttered. "What class is next?" she asked dreamily. He looked at the clock. "Next class is... Lunch. Haha." He escorted her out of the classroom and to her locker, which was right beside...
"Oh, Hi Deidara!" Sasori grinned at his blonde friend, who only glared at him. "We need to talk." Deidara said, glancing at Hinata and back at Sasori.
The two left Hinata at a table, saving seats for the two of them. Then they headed into the lunch line. "Dude. Uncool." Deidara said, gradually filling his tray with food even though he wasn't hungry. Sasori rolled his eyes. "What? I'm making the girl feel welcome." He took a glance at Hinata, who was studying a brown spot on the white table. It was the cleanest table they could find. "Yeah. Right." Deidara sighed. "Sasori, she's my neighbor. You shouldn't-" Sasori cut him off, annoyed. "Oh, so she's your 'Girl Next Door'? She doesn't even remember you from this morning." He sounded like he was the victim. "Maybe because someone is always taking her away!" They left the line and slowly made their way to Hinata's table.
"Well maybe someone should grow some and talk to her!" Sasori growled. "You think I haven't tried? Thanks to your grand performance this morning, she doesn't even feel like talking to me!" They were about ten steps from the table when...
"You know, sometimes I wish you'd stay at your own home and leave me the hell alone!" Sasori recoiled like he just got hit with a gun. He slapped Deidara's food tray out of his hands, making it land on some kid's head. Deidara did the same to Sasori's tray, and it landed on another kid's head. Said teens tried throwing food back at them, but missed and hit two other guys. Then they tried retaliating, but missed again and hit the cheerleaders in the middle. They screamed, one tripping and knocking a guy carrying his lunch to the ground, his lunch flying across the lunchroom. His tray knocked a sandwich from Chouji Akimichi's hands. (A little thing about Chouji: He loves food. He hates having his meals interrupted.) Everything was quiet, and meanwhile, Hinata was glancing at Deidara and Sasori, then at Chouji, who gave a low growl and stood up.
Then, in a loud and mighty voice, he yelled,
"FOOD FIGHT!!"
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Yes.
Food Fight.