Chapter Text
" Excuse me, are you Sasori?" A man dressed all in white asked a short redhead, sitting in a chair in the building's waiting room.
" Yes…" he answered, looking up at the man questioningly. He and his parents had just been in a car crash and were rushed to the hospital by an ambulance. They checked over Sasori and told him he was fine and to stay in the waiting room, but they had bought his parents somewhere else in the hospital. He'd been waiting for hours and wondered why his parents hadn't come back out yet.
" Well…. I'm afraid to say… Your parents didn't make it…" the doctor said quietly. Sasori froze and his eyes widened.
" We're very sorry, we tried everything that we could, but weren't able to save them…" Sasori barely heard the doctor as he continued to speak. All he could think about was that his parents were gone. Dead.
Sasori sighed at the memory from a few weeks ago, as he stared out the window of the car he was riding in. I can't seem to stop thinking about what happened, and how my life will change. I don't know the woman driving this car very well. Apparently, she was a very close friend of my mom and was willing to take me in.
"Sasori we're here," she said opening her door and then Sasori's. He grabbed the small drawstring bag he'd brought with him and climbed out of the car. The rest of his stuff would be brought over later or at least, that's what he was told. The first thing the redhead noticed upon entering the house was the mess. There were clothes, empty glass bottles, and other miscellaneous items scattered about the floor.
"You'll be sharing the room upstairs with my son, Deidara," the woman explained, leading him to the room.
"I'll be downstairs making dinner if you need anything. Just make yourself at home," she said smiling, before leaving him standing in front of the room. Sighing, he pulled open the door and walked inside. Looking around the room, Sasori noticed a blonde kid sitting hunched over a desk working on something that he couldn't see. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the blonde looked up and smiled.
"Hi, un! My mom said told me about you, I'm Deidara. What's your name un?" he said, getting up and walking over to the redhead. But Sasori only glared at him, already finding his new roommate annoying.
"Sasori," he growled. I don't know how I'm going to be able to tolerate this kid, he thought.
"Nice to meet you un. That's my side of the room and you can stay over there," the blonde said, gesturing to the left side of the room. It was relatively empty, except for a bed and a desk. Sasori walked over to the bed and set his bag on it before also sitting down on the covers. Pulling an unfinished puppet and a small carving knife out, he began to work. But a voice interrupted his concentration only seconds after he started.
"Whatcha making un?" he glance up to see Deidara standing near him, staring intently at the puppet in his hand.
"A puppet, it's my art," Sasori answered.
"You're an artist too un!?" Deidara said, a look of excitement in his eyes. He ran over to his side of the room to his desk and grabbed a small sculpture of a dove that was sitting there.
"This is my art un," he said grinning, and then he threw it up into the air, making some strange sign with his hand before the dove suddenly exploded. While the explosion was small, it still surprised the redhead.
"Why did you blow it up!?" he asked. This kid must be crazy, and why does his mom even let him have explosives!? Sasori wondered.
"Because it's art un! A fleeting moment of beauty, lasting only a second but remembered forever by those who see it un," Deidara said, grinning all the while...
"That's not art you brat! Art is eternal, something that can last forever so all can see its beauty," Sasori explained, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Hey, don't call me a brat un!" the blonde yelled, clenching his fists.
"You are a brat," Sasori said, rolling his eyes. Honestly, only a brat would have such a wrong view of what true art is.
"Whatever un…" he grumbles, beginning to pout, only proving Sasori's accusations of him being childish.
"Time for dinner!" the two heard Deidara's mom call from downstairs. Sasori left the room but once he got to the bottom of the stairs, Deidara suddenly grabbed his wrist and began to drag him through the house.
"Let go brat!" Sasori growled.
"I'm just showing you to the kitchen un," the blonde grumbled as they entered the kitchen. He walked to the table and took a seat. Sasori, taking the only seat left, sat down next to him. As they began to eat, the redhead noticed surprisingly enough that his roommate wasn't talking for once. Finally, he thought, sighing internally in relief.
So, Sasori, are you settling in well?" Deidara's mom asked, looking over at Sasori.
"Yeah," he answered, before going back to eating. As annoying as Sasori found Deidara to be, he knew it would be even more annoying having the blonde's mom trying to help him settle in. Right now all he wanted was to be left alone, but those around him didn't seem to understand that. The rest of the meal, thankfully for Sasori, went in silence and he was happy to finally be able to go up to his room. But the moment he got up there Deidara already started trying to talk to him again.
"Hey, Sasori danna, I-"
"What did you just call me?" I must not have heard him right, why would he be calling me that? Sasori thought.
"Danna un?"
"Don't call me that brat."
"But you're also an artist un, and even if I don't agree with your art I still respect you un…"
"Whatever…" Great, now I have to spend the rest of my time in this house with some stupid brat calling me his danna.
"So, Sasori danna, where do you come from un?" Deidara asked. I can't believe he just said that. Like I want to be remembering that place, I'm trying to forget everything from the past. Sasori mentally seethed.
"Shut up." And with that, he got into his bed with his back facing his roommate. Maybe if I just ignore him, he'll leave me alone. I hope so…
Deidara sat up in bed, letting out a quiet yawn, before getting up and rushing to get dressed. As he just finished fixing up his hair in its usual half ponytail did he notice that Sasori wasn't up yet. He'll be late if he doesn't get ready now, the blonde thought, walking over to his bed.
"Hey, danna un, it's time to get up!" Sasori opened my eyes and sat up to glare at Deidara angrily.
"What is your problem?" he snapped.
"We have to get ready for school un and eat breakfast," he said crossing his arms.
"It's still too early for that," the redhead growled. And Sasori knew that, because according to the alarm clock on the desk next to his bed, it was still only 5:00 in the morning, and school didn't start until 7:00.
"We have to walk to school because the bus doesn't come to this neighborhood, and mom has to go to work early un," Deidara explained, frowning at his roommate's rude attitude.
"What about your dad?" Sasori asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"… He has other stuff to do un…" the blonde answered, looking away slightly.
"Fine," Sasori sighed, getting out of bed and waiting for the blonde to leave the room before getting dressed for school. Deidara's mom had left a uniform for him in his side of the closet. Once ready, he walked down the stairs and sat down at the kitchen table next to Deidara as his mom served out breakfast. They ate in silence and once finished, they went out the door with Deidara's mom waving goodbye to them as they began to walk.
"How long will it take to get there?" Sasori asked. They'd left the house around 5:30, so it was actually still a little dark out at the time. I hope it doesn't take too long to reach the school, Sasori thought
"About an hour un," the blonde answered, causing Sasori to groan silently. What are we supposed to do if it rains one day!? He thought irritably.
"So, danna, you never answered my question last night un," Deidara spoke up, poking the redhead to get his attention.
"That's because you don't need to know," he answered, glaring at him.
"Why not un, it's just where you come from. It's not like it's a big deal," the blonde grumbled.
"Because I don't feel like telling you. Now shut up you annoying brat," Sasori snapped at him. I hope he can stay quiet at least until we reach school…
"Hey danna if you want, I can show you around un," Deidara said as the two reached the school.
"Fine…" Sasori answered. He don't want to spend more time with the blonde, but he didn't really know where anything was so it'd be best if he knew now so he wouldn't get lost later. As he was shown around, the redhead was further annoyed to find out that he was in the same class as the Deidara. Other than a few classrooms it was a fairly small school. Just as the blonde finished his tour, the bell rang for school to start. Sighing, Sasori followed behind Deidara to their class. Most of the room was already full once they arrived and Sasori was stuck with the only seat left, right next to Deidara. Of course…
Deidara grinned over at the redhead but it was only returned with a glare. Honestly, he acts like just because we live together now we're like BFFs or something. I guess he hasn't gotten the message yet that I don't like him, maybe I need to be meaner. Yeah, hopefully, that'll work. Sasori thought as he went to his seat.
"Good morning class, we have a new student today. Sasori, please stand up and introduce yourself" the teacher announces, gesturing for the redhead to stand. He did so and quickly then sat back down after stating his name. As the teacher began to go over the notes everyone else had taken last week, Sasori quickly tried to write them down. It wouldn't be too hard to catch up hopefully; it was only the second week into the year after all.
As he wrote, he suddenly felt a paper ball connect with the side of his head. Glaring at the object, he snatched it off of the floor and opened it up.
Hey danna, wanna sit with me and my friends at lunch un?
Quickly scribbling down an answer, Sasori threw the paper back at him
No brat, stop bothering me
Deidara frowned and mouthed 'why not un' at his roommate, but was ignored by him.
Deidara's POV
Deidara was disappointed that his danna didn't want to sit with him but guessed that the redhead didn't see him as his friend yet. I don't know why, maybe it's because we've only known each other for about a day? I guess I'll just have to work harder to be a good friend to him. Deidara sighed quietly and began to write down what the teacher had on the board. None of this really interested him, but he knew he had to do well in school. I don't want to make father angry.
Finishing his notes, Deidara stared up at the clock that hung above the classroom door. I wonder how long until lunch… Class can be pretty boring since I don't sit near any of my friends, but at least they're in my class. He looked over at Hidan a few desks away from him to see his friend drawing a very violent picture. He rolled his eyes, smiling slightly. Typical Hidan… In front of him, also a few desks away, Tobi was trying to quickly shove several pieces of candy under his mask before the teacher caught him. I can understand, that woman was scary when she caught that one kid eating the first week of school. The blonde was snapped from his thoughts as the bell rang, signaling lunchtime. Finally! He jumped up out of his desk and ran to the door where Hidan and Tobi were already waiting.
"Hey guys un!" he said, grinning at them.
"Hey, Dei! Man, that lesson was so fucking boring," Hidan said.
"Tobi thinks so too!" Tobi agreed.
"Yeah, and we still have to go back there after lunch un," Deidara sighed.
"Ugh, I don't wanna go back to that bitch’s class," the albino groaned.
"And who do you think you're talking about Hidan?" a saccharine voice said from behind the trio.
"N-n-nothing M-Mrs. Mitarashi," Hidan stuttered, turning to look at their teacher who was giving him a very scary glare at the moment.
"That's an after-school detention," she said, before turning and walking away.
"Ah, dammit, that fucking bitch!" Hidan, grumbled, stomping his foot.
"Hidan's been a bad boy," Tobi said quietly.
"Shut up you-"
"Hidan just calm down un, we're at the cafeteria so let's just eat," Deidara said before his friend could go off on another rant and get them all in trouble.
"Fine," the albino spat but continued to mumble curses under his breath as they got their food. Only once they'd sat down and began to eat did Hidan begin to complain again.
"So what if I fucking curse, that doesn't mean that bitch has to go and give me a fucking detention!"
"Tobi thinks you should be a good boy like Tobi Hidan-san," the masked boy declared.
"What the hell*, I-"
"Yeah Hidan, then maybe you wouldn't get a detention every day," Deidara snickered as the albino's expression turned to one of rage, and began to loudly curse at his friends. However, he was interrupted as a hand slammed down on the table right next to him. He looked up to glare at the other boy standing next to him.
"What the fuck do you want Kanzoku?" he growled. One of his followers, Aiken, who was standing nearby, suddenly snapped at Hidan.
"Shut your mouth you damn freak!" The trio of friends stiffened at the name, their glares intensifying.
"You wanna fight bitch!?" Hidan shouted, standing up.
"Tch, like you'd stand a chance," Aiken smirked. Hidan's eyes narrowed and he took a step forward but was sent stumbling back as a fist connected with his face. That was all it took. Deidara jumped across the table, tackling Kanzoku to the ground. As they fought on the floor, Hidan started a fistfight with Aiken and a crowd had began to gather.
Kanzoku had Deidara pinned to the ground and was about to punch him in the face when Tobi came up and yanked him back. As the fight began to escalate, a teacher soon arrived and separated everyone.
"All of you, come with me now !" he shouted, grabbing Hidan and Kanzoku's arms and the rest followed behind.
They all entered the office and were told to wait while they were each called in one at a time to talk with the principal. Deidara began to fidget slightly, looking down at his feet. He hadn't been thinking when he'd attacked Kanzoku and now he regretted it, in more ways than one. Even from last year, the boy was known for holding a grudge, not to mention that he already seemed to hate Deidara and his friends. And he had promised himself that he wouldn't upset his father, that's why he was trying to do extra well in school this year. But if he heard about this…. Deidara jumped slightly as he was broken from his musings by a sharp voice calling his name. Shakily, he stood up and made his way into the principal's office.
"H-hello Principal Ts-Tsunade un," he stuttered slightly, taking a seat in the chair in front of her desk. The school's principal was scarier than Mrs. Mitarashi, but thankfully, only when she was angry.
"Hello, Deidara. So far, I have gotten two different stories, can you please enlighten me on what happened," she said staring at him. Deidara quickly averted his gaze and began to fidget again.
"W-well, we were just eating when K-Kanzoku came over and started insulting us un. A-and then he p-punch Hidan un, so I was just defending my friend w-when I attacked him un…" he finished quietly, still not meeting the woman's eyes.
"Fine. But you still took part in the fight so you will receive a detention, and-"
"Please don't tell my parents un!" he suddenly blurted out. The principal's eyes narrowed into a glare.
"I-I just promised that I'd do g-go-good this year and I-I really d-don't w-wa-want to dis-disa-disappoint th-them u-un," by the end of his sentence he was stuttering terribly and beginning to regret speaking now.
"Alright," she sighed after glaring at him for a while," You still have a detention, but other than that I'll leave you off with a warning for now. But if it happens again then I will call your parents. Now go."
"Y-ye-yes ma'am, th-thank you un," he said before rushing from the room.