Ok, another update! Sasori is starting to come out of his shell, only just though. In this chapter I don't think he will seem as crazy, but this will only be a short one, the next one will be a lot longer (and really fucked up.)

Anyway, please enjoy!

And review? :3

Deidara's POV

Sasori had been living with us for almost a week now. It's been different, really different. He's still been getting on my nerves though. I thought that by now he would of gotten rid of that "I-must-always-smile-and-be-polite" act.

Unless it wasn't an act.

Today is Sasori's first day at my school, Hidden High, which I was dreading. If anyone found out that I was now related to him, I'd be doomed to say the least. Especially if Hidan found out. I told him that my new "brother" was a bit on the weird side, but I seriously doubt he will expect anything like this.

Speaking of Sasori, He was taking to long getting ready. People say I take too long getting ready, but I have my reasons! It's hard to get my hair the way it is, and to apply my eyeliner perfectly. Then I have to pick out what to wear. For example, today it took me 34 minutes just to pick out a pair of jeans.

In the end, I found myself wearing a pair of blue, punk-like jeans with numerous zips and patches, a pair of dark brown tramp-style military boots, a plain white t-shirt with a large, black winged skill on the front, and an black, worn leather jacket.

I looked awesome.

What am I saying, I always look awesome!

Anyway, as I was saying, Sasori was taking too long. So I was currently banging on his door with my first.

"Dwarf, hurry the fuck up, un!" I bellowed, getting ready to open the door. I could hear him murmuring in Russian on the other side. "We're going to be late, un!" I stated, banging on the door another time.

"I'm putting on my ribbons." Sasori announced. I sighed.

"Oh hell no, un!" I started, glaring at the door. "There's no way you're dressing like a freak again!" I finished, still glaring.

"L-Like a freak?" Sasori stuttered, sounding offended. I sighed. The last thing I wanted to do was upset him again.

"...No, un..." I admitted.

"Thank you!" Sasori cooed, sounding happier.

"Just...Hurry up, un..." I demanded, walking downstairs.

Whilst waiting in the hallway with Mum, who was dropping us off at school, I heard Sasori leave his room.

"Finally, un..." I muttered as I noticed his small form walk down the stairs. I then heard a slight gasp coming from Mum. I raised an eyebrow and looked up from my phone, towards Sasori. My eyes immediately widened.

Holy fuck.

He had overdressed, once again.

The dwarf was wearing a pair of frumpy, navy blue shorts, which were attached to a matching pair of braces that stretched over his shoulders. Under the braces was a long-sleeved, striped black and white blouse, topped off with a small, black waistcoat. To finish it off, he wore a carefully tied purple ribbon around the frilly collar, and a pair of black stockings. He also wore a small, blue pirate-like hat, with a large black feather sticking out.

He looked like a pirate-hooker.

"There's no way you're wearing that, un." I stated, my eyes still wide. Sasori stopped at the bottom of the stairs, giving me a confused look.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" He asked, tilting his head. Before I could answer, Mum glanced at me, indicating that I should go and wait in the car.

Oh hell no. I was not missing this.

I leaned against the wall and smirked, staring at Sasori's ridiculous clothing. Mum sighed and approached him.

"Sweetheart..." Mum began. "This isn't really the school's dress code...". Sasori frowned.

"But I like it..." The red-head stated, clutching his shorts. "Don't you think my clothes are pretty?". Mum pursed her lips, and eventually smiled.

"Yes, they're so..." She paused. "Beautiful...But I just don't think that you're going to be comfortable in it..." She stated, still smiling. Sasori simply frowned, still clutching his shorts. "What about those clothes I bought you?" Mum offered.

"You're afraid the other children will laugh at me, aren't you?" Sasori stated, looking down sadly. Mum inhaled, thinking of something to say. "I thought you said there wasn't anything wrong with being different?" He continued, looking up slightly.

Mum stared at him, sighing softly. She then smiled. "You're right." She said. "You're absolutely right. Ok, come on!" She giggled, moving slightly to let Sasori past. I raised an eyebrow and frowned.

"What, un?" I yelped, standing up properly. Mum glared.

"There is nothing wrong with being different." She stated, following Sasori outside, into the car. I sighed and followed, muttering under my breath.

Later: Deidara's POV

"Class, This is our new student." My teacher, Mrs. Kurenai began. I immediately gulped, attracting the attention of Hidan.

"Dei?" He began, poking me on the shoulder, earning no response. "The fucks wrong with you?" He asked, poking me again.

Suddenly, the dwarf entered the classroom, smiling sweetly. I heard Hidan snort.

"What the fuck is that kid wearing?" He whispered to me.

Hidan didn't know that Sasori was my brother, He didn't know what he looked like...

Light bulb.

"I have no idea, un..." I drawled. "He looks like an idiot though, probably got lost on his way to the bathroom or something..." I smirked.

"His name is Sasori Iwa, and I'd like you all to make him feel very welcome." Mrs. Kurenai continued.

I went pale.

That foiled my plan.

Everyone immediately turned their eyes towards me. I quickly smiled and laughed it off.

"What, un?" I asked, smirking. "Probably just a coincidence. You actually think I'm related this freak, un?"

This somehow caught Sasori's attention, who gasped and stared at me, smiling widely.

"Deidara!" He called, waving to me. "We're in the same class, Isn't that great?" The red-head smiled sweetly, sitting next to me.

"Who the hell are you, un?" I laughed, poking Sasori's bow. "And what the fuck are you wearing?" I smirked. Sasori's smile faltered.

"But you said my clothes were pretty..." He stated, looking down sadly. I face palmed.

"I never said that, un!" I bellowed, earning a frightened look from Sasori.

"O-Oh..." He stuttered, looking down again. Hidan smirked.

Later: Deidara's POV

I watched Sasori walking through the crowded hallway about 3 meters away from me.

"Hey Dei..." Hidan smirked, walking next to me. I sighed and glanced at my silver-haired friend.

"If It's got anything to do with him, I don't want to know, un..." I drawled, trying to out-walk Hidan.

"I was actually going to ask if I could come round yours today..." He stated, knitting his eyebrows together.

"Oh, un..." I started. "Sure you can."

Hidan smiled. "Great, see you then, fucker." He grinned, about to walk away. "Your brother is getting harassed." Hidan stated, looking at Sasori. I sighed.

"He's not my brother, un." I glared, turning my attention towards Sasori.

3 boys I had not seen before were surrounding him, smirking. Sasori, being Sasori, did not seem bothered by this at all, and was smiling sweetly.

"Are you my friends?" He smiled at them kindly. One of the boys laughed.

"Why're you dressed like a freak?" The chubby one laughed, poking Sasori's hat.

"I think my clothes are nice..." Sasori stated, staring down at his shorts. I noticed a blonde boy creep up behind him, smirking to his friends.

"Why'd you wear these stupid ribbons?" He asked harshly, tugging on the ribbon wrapped around Sasori's neck.

The whole hallway was filled with a high-pitched scream, coming from none other than Sasori. My eyes widened and everyone stopped walking, staring down at him.

He was curled up into a tiny balll, screaming incredibly loudly. It hurt my ears. The 3 boys quickly rushed off, not even bothering to look back.

"...Is he ok?" Hidan asked, raising his eyebrows. I didn't know.

"Yeah, un..." I began. "Just leave him."

Aww...Poor crazy Sasori...All...Screamy 'nd stuff...

I can't really think of an author's note...So I'll just leave you^^

Please review!

Also, I used Hidden High as the school, because I'm uncreative :3