A/N: Chapter 2! Alas, I started writing this as soon as I finished Chapter 1, because I wanted to finish it as soon as possible for you guys to read.

Oh yeah, and I did go to animefest on labor day weekend. It was fucking amazing. I cosplayed as Deidara, which turned out pretty good except I kept "balding" (my wig hair...), and now you know the inside joke of "_! Quit balding!" or so my friend Gio says.

If you can guess my name...take a shot. If you care.

So, apparently I got a 78 on my geometry test. Ouch. That hurt. Now my average is like, an 84. But the thing I remembered is that I'm always lopsided in my math classes in the first six weeks. So, if I raise that 84 to at least an 89 during the next three weeks, I'll be happy.

It kind of came to my attention that you guys have no shitting clue about who I am. (Unless you read my profile, but I really don't care about that.) Well, to start off, I'm a thirteen (soon to be 14 in October) year old girl who's a cheerleader. Yes. You read that correctly. I've been cheerleading since I was in second grade, and enjoyed it pretty much. I'm short, muscular, and have fat or muscle, I don't know which, but a quite chunk of it on my thighs. So it sucks when I get into jeans, because it's tight around my thighs, but too big around my waist...

As much as I cuss and seem pissed a lot, I'm a hopeless romantic. I'm a shit confused about love, so that's why I like to write about it. I support homosexuality (I'm also atheist), and am bicurious-not straight. So far, I've had no crushes on girls and have asked out one guy. I don't like anyone at the moment, so I like to focus on Sasori and Deidara's love.

So, there you are. You learn something everyday.

Thanks for the reviews, alerts, and favorites everyone! Love you guys so much!

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Enjoy the next decent chapter that took me fucking forever again. Next chapter will be about Sunday. Hopefully I won't be lying this time.

Chapter 2: Welcome

Today was the start of a brand new school year. I would imagine that not very many people enjoyed so.

"Hidan! Deidara-chan!"

Hidan and Deidara situated by turning their heads toward the voice. Deidara was first to notice the familiar classmate who ran into their classroom.

The blonde-haired girl's cerulean eyes widened, and a grin spread across her face from cheek to cheek. They both turned around fully to finally meet the older boy with eyes the same dusty wood color as Sasori's.

"Tomoya!"

The Jashinist grinned (but slightly sadistically) as well. "Hey, fucker! What's up?"

Tomoya smiled and panted a little, leaning his hands on his bent knees. His dark eyes glistened as he talked. "Haha...nice to see you guys too. How's it been? I haven't seen you guys since graduation!"

It had been about two weeks since graduation. The ceremony was nothing but a memory now.

The young blonde held her grin. "Great, un! Now that you're here too, yeah! Are you in 2D too, Tomoya?"

Tomoya nodded his head. "Yeah. Say, is Itachi not in class with us?" He put his hand over his forehead like a visor, searching for the certain Uchiha.

Hidan's lips maneuvered themselves to his right into a pucker position. "Nah, which kind of fucking sucks. But apparently that...uh...what's the fucker's name...?"

His two friends raised a questioning eyebrow. "Takeichi?" they guessed simultaneously. They remembered the player who moved to the school last year. Tomoya had been still obscured about how the vicious whoreson had become a kind second-year.

Hidan nodded. "Yeah, that fucker. But on top of that, they're some fucking shits coming up from the middle school. Even worse, one of them is that bitch's brother. He's such a fucking dick."

Deidara raised an eyebrow and smirked, folding her arms. "I bet you would want some of that dick, yeah."

The Jashinist's eye twitched, he scowled, and blushed pink. "Shut up, cocksucker!"

"Hypocrite, un!"

"Puppet toy!"

"Gay boy, yeah!"

Tomoya put a hand against each of their shoulders and shook his head. "C'mon, ladies, no use fighting. We should reminice over the good times. Besides, we're all part of 2D now, aren't we?" He smiled, but it was a smile that said, 'Shut-the-fuck-up-before-I-rip-you-two-apart-and-don't-think-I-can't-because-then-you're-lying-to-yourself-and-you-know-it'. The young blue-haired boy did look innocent, but I, Death, will tell you that there is much more to him. Never judge a book by it's cover.

"Heh...kids these days. Guys like you actually say pretty good things."

Tomoya almost jumped when a sudden hand was placed on his shoulder, and Deidara and Hidan's eyes widened and they almost jumped as well.

The teenager held a smug smile. He reeked of smoke, but had quite a handsome face. He ran the hand that was not on Tomoya's shoulder in his hair, pushing some of the brunette locks away from his forehead. One clump still hung between his eyes.

Hidan was almost too shocked to say anything. What the fuck? Who the hell does this guy think he is-some fucking pimp bitch! I'm gay, but I even have fucking standards! Goddammit, this guy's hell gross!

Although Hidan was fully prepared to actually speak of what he thought, a few voices interrupted him.

"Kya! Haruto-sensei!"

"Wow, we have him? I'm so happy!"

"He's a dick..."

"No he's not! Shut up!"

"Fuck you!"

The three companions' first thought was, Aw, shit. Not these kind of teachers.

Unfortunately for the three, it was true. Haruto Sakurai was the youngest, handsomest, and coolest teacher in all of the high school campus. Many girls' conversation held of the teacher's "luxuriously" long and beautiful brunette locks and his "sparkling" grayish eyes. The 24-year old was tall, handsome, and smoked. His reek of disgusting smell turned on the high school girls even more.

Worse than that,

"Alright everyone. Let's get to our seats. I know the bell hasn't rung yet but-"

DING...DIIIINNNG

If good timing was to be said, it would have been heard so then.

The teacher chuckled, finishing himself. "Well, I guess those bells heard me. Just get to your seats, everyone."

It wasn't at all a funny joke, but many of the girls laughed, nonetheless.

Deidara sighed, but sat down in a random seat. Tomoya and Hidan sat on either side of her.

"So, I guess we'll have to start with some introductions, right?" Sakurai asked. He stepped forward a bit, and put his right hand to his heart. "My name is Haruto Sakurai. This is my second year of teaching, also in 2D. I graduated from Amegakure University-"

Deidara and Hidan tuned out for a moment as they both thought simultaneously thought, Konan and Pain...

"I am single, like the color green, and my grandmother passed away three months ago."

Several sad "Awwwww"s were heard.

The blonde gave a face full of disdain. What's with this guy? Is he deliberately trying to get more fangirls or something? ...and why is he single?

"Now, I'll have all of you guys introduce yourselves. I know you may all know each other, but I surely don't. Let's start from the very right. Your right, that is." He gave a charming smile.

The boy on the right corner stood up. "I'm Sasaki Kuro. My favorite subject is-"

"Woah, woah, boy! I'll stop you right there!" The teacher put his hand up, making the student pause. "Now. C'mon, think of something fun! Don't just stand there and talk about school! Boring!" He made a fart noise. "Talk about your personal life, what you've been through! I've bestowed this opportunity of freedom of speech!"

A girl raised her hand.

"Yes?"

"Aren't we already 'bestowed' upon freedom of speech, sensei?"

"Quit the contrary, darling!"

Fuck, what a pimp fucktard. Calling students darling. Fucking pedophile.

"What do you mean, sensei?"

"You see, sometimes, freedom of speech is taken away from us! We can't do so from the sovereign government!"

"...yes sensei..."

Several students' introductions later, Hidan stood up, taking his turn. Almost immediately, he slammed his hand on his desk, startling everyone, even their teacher. He wasn't quite the most harmonious man-definitely was the complete opposite. He paid fake homage to the class, but the animosity dripped from his voice.

"The name's Kuraji Hidan. I think a shitload of people in here as fucking idiots. I'm not the brightest fucking crayon in the box, but I can fight-and damn well. If you think I'm fucking joking, I won't hesitate to rip you to fucking shreds. I don't fucking have respect for much anyone, and I'm pretty much an all around bastard. Fucking get it? Good."

Hidan didn't wait for an answer before sitting down.

The room was deathly silent-even their teacher was probably shocked.

Tomoya sighed and shook his head. Deidara stood up, and patted Hidan lightly on the chest.

"That was Hidan, yeah. He's a bit...arrogant, if you ask me. I'm Iwakatsu Deidara, and I moved here a year ago with Hidan. No, he isn't my boyfriend, he's my vexatious best friend, un."

"Fuck you!"

"Shut up, Hidan, yeah. Anyway, my favorite thing is creating art with my danna."

Three-fourths of the class cracked up, and Deidara realized what she just said.

"Shit-no, un! I didn't mean it like that!"

Unable to control an entire class, Deidara sat down and slammed her head on her desk.

Goodbye my first year of high school...Hello another slice of hell.

"And then she was like-"

"Hidan, shut up, un! Danna doesn't need to know!" Deidara shoved her arm into Hidan's stomach and chest area. In response, Hidan only laughed loudly.

"So..." Sasori raised in eyebrow. "How was the rest of the day? Besides Deidara wanting sex, of course."

"Shut up Sasori!"

The Thanato groaned.

"What up, bro? Having a tough time?" the student next to him asked. He had dark messy locks and eyes the same color as his hair.

Pain looked up. Thanato.

After the first time I met the man as a young boy, he became the "Thanato".

"I'm fine. But you know, I guess it is kind of tough, Satou."

The freshman with the last name of Satou slapped a hand on Pain's back.

"Hey, just call me Saki, man? We're adults you know? Maybe we could go out later-keep your mind toward the future. I know that it's really hard to let go."

The leader of the Akatsuki stared at Saki a moment.

It was true.

Out of all his years, Pain had never really expected to be forced to move from the Akatsuki. It had been three years since the creation of it, but it didn't appear in his mind that he would grow up one day. The Akatsuki wouldn't be a group or club in Shinobi High School with their original leader. And without all the members, it would mean nothing.

Even I knew that.

Soon after the first time I saw Pain, he became "Thanato".