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This Means War- Chapter 6

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   “That’s what I said!” Chris said, laughing. Deidara laughed as well, rocking back in his chair.

   “I know, un! I know!” Dei said, continuing to laugh.

   “What’s so funny?” a silky voice said behind Chris. Deidara sighed, irritated.

   “Akasuna, un!”

   “Oh, going by last names now, are we? So, what would you be? Iwa-chan? Aw, that’s still cute,” Sasori said, smirking.

   “I’M A GUY. You don’t add ‘chan’ to my name, uhn!” Deidara yelled.

   “No, Dei-chan, you are not a guy,” the red head stated, chuckling.

   “Yes I am, uhn!”

   “Mind if I check, then?” Sasori teased. Deidara fumed, crossing his arms and turning away.

   Sasori snickered to himself. He pulled the red planner out of his pocket, smirking. He flipped it open to the bookmarked page for the week.

   “Monday: Shower, ask Mrs. Lann about test, avoid Sasori as much as possible, stop by the grocery store on the way home, make dinner . . . Tuesday: Shower, avoid Sasori as much as possible, clean kitchen, study more AP World History test, make dinner, be in bed by 10:00,” Sasori read aloud, grinning.

   An arm quickly shot out in attempt to grab the planner, but Sasori yanked it back just a little bit faster.

   “No, no, no Dei-chan, this is MINE now,” Sasori said, still grinning.

   “How did you get that, un?!?!” Deidara whispered harshly, trying not to panic.

   “I simply reached into your locker, pulled it out, and viola, it was in my hand,” Sasori teased again.

   “No! I mean, how the heck did you get into my locker, uhn?!” Dei said, panic now rising into his face.

   “Calm down, Dei-chan. Breath. You ran off, remember? This morning?” Sasori said, happily enjoying himself.

   The blonde let his head plop onto his desk several times before groaning loudly. “Whhhhyyyy, uuuunnnn?”

   Sasori laughed. “Regret all you want, Dei-chan, it’s mine now,” he said.

   “But Sasori-!”

   “Oh, I see we’re now back to calling each other by our first names, yes?”

   “Sasori-!”

   “Nope! Sorry Dei-chan! Oh looky, class is starting, pay attention,” Sasori said, grinning.

   Deidara sighed loudly, worried. He tried his best to pay attention to the teacher, but found himself only thinking about his planner and Sasori.

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   “Hey,” Sasori said as he sat down next to his friends at their usual lunch table. He was grinning broadly, red planner still clutched in his hand.

   “What’re you so fuckin’ happy about?” Hidan raised a brow.

   “This,” Sasori held up the booklet. “Is Dei-chan’s planner.” His grin brightened as all his friends burst out in laughter.

   “Dude! How the hell did you get that?” Kisame asked, grinning as wide as everyone else.

   “He left open his locker,” Sasori chuckled.

   “Oh, wow!” Hidan laughed, clapping his hands in enthusiasm.

   “Do you mind giving that back to me, un?”

   Keeping the grin on his face, Sasori turned around in his seat to face the blonde. “How may I help you, Dei-chan?” he asked tauntingly.

   “By giving me my planner back, please, uhn,” Deidara said, glaring in frustration at the red head.

   “How about no?” Sasori teased.

   “Sasori, un!”

   “Hmm, how about this, if you come over to my apartment naked and wait for me in my room, I’ll give you your planner back, deal?” Sasori said.

   Deidara’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment as their whole table burst out laughing. As Deidara tried to think of something to shoot back at Sasori, something interrupted him.

   “Excuse me,” a lady’s voice over the intercom said. “Will Deidara Iwa and Sasori Akasuna please come to the councilor’s office now, please. Thank you, that is all.”

   Once again, all eyes were shot to the two teenagers. Sasori smirked when he saw how embarrassed Deidara was.

   “Well, come on Dei-chan, wouldn’t want to keep them waiting,” Sasori said, still smirking. Deidara groaned quietly but followed behind his enemy out of the cafeteria as many calls of “Good luck!” met his ears.

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   Sasori cracked open the door. “You may come in.” he heard.

   “I was going to come in anyway, bitch,” Sasori whispered under his breath. Deidara nudged him in the arm, hearing what he had said. Sasori only grinned, stuffing his hands deep into his jacket pockets.

   “Well, I’ve been getting some reports from teachers about how you, Sasori, have been doing some things to Deidara, like staring at him, taunting him, and frankly just flat out bugging him to no end,” the lady said, reading from the notes on her desk. She looked up from her papers and smiled warmly at the two.

   Deidara was the first to speak. “A-Ah! I-I’m so sorry, uhn!” he stuttered out.

   “Oh, please, honey, from what the teachers wrote, you did absolutely nothing wrong,” she soothed, face full of concern. Her eyes darted to Sasori. “As for you, every teacher has told me that you have had a bad record since you started school here and have always caused trouble, and now they are at their breaking point and sent you here,” she said.

   “Are you sure he didn’t cause any trouble before he started school here, un?” Deidara mumbled. The lady laughed, shuffling her papers around.

   “Oh, I’m sorry Sasori. To answer your question, Deidara, we don’t have any records on what he did back then,” she said smiling again.

   “Good,” Sasori coughed out. “Now, anyway, why the hel- heck are we here anyway?”

   “Oh! Yes, well, your teachers have asked me to somehow sort this little thing out between the two of you,” the lady said quickly.

   “Thing? What THING?” Sasori raised an eyebrow.

   “Oh, well, the problem you two apparently have with each other,” the councilor said, biting her lip.

   “Mmm, I see, that PROBLEM?” Sasori said slyly, leaning his face closer towards Deidara, smirking. The blonde glared at Sasori, quickly turning his head away.

   There was a sudden knock on the door, startling Deidara. “Don’t worry Dei-chan, it’s not gonna eat you,” Sasori teased, grinning.

   “Let me get that,” the lady said, getting up. She opened the door, have a quick chat with the man at the door. “Oh, I see,” she said. She turned to the two. “This’ll only be a minute.” She turned and walked out the door.

   It took Deidara a couple seconds to realize exactly what situation he was in right now. He was in a room alone with Akasuna no Sasori. Alone with Sasori. Oh.

   “A-Aah!” Deidara suddenly shouted, standing up quickly. Sasori chuckled.

   “What?” he laughed, stuffing his hands in his leather jacket. He got up, slowly walking up to Deidara.

   The blonde gasped, quickly going over to the wall. He turned back around, only for Sasori to be hovered over him, a devious smirk on his face.

   Deidara squeezed his eyes shut, trying best not to feel Sasori’s hot breath on his face. The breaths stopped and Deidara even thought about opening his eyes, but quickly decided against it as he felt the hot air hit his neck.

   Blindly, Deidara started thrashing his arms in front of him in an attempt to hot Sasori. He felt a low chuckle right next to his ear and his eyes snapped open.

   His body collided with the leathery binge bag chairs on the ground after being roughly pushed by Sasori. The red head quickly crawled on top of Deidara, grabbing both of his wrists demandingly.

   “A-Ah! Are you mad, un?! Get off me!!” Dei yelled, thrashing around on his back.

   “Shut up,” Sasori growled. He leaned in and kissed Deidara hard. Deidara gasped into the kiss, which Sasori took as a chance to shove his tongue into Deidara’s mouth. Sasori snaked his arm around Deidara and up the back of his shirt. Deidara gasped and toss and turned even more.

   “S-Stop, please, uhn!” Deidara pleaded.

   Everything stopped.

   The blonde peeked his eyes open, seeing a smirking Sasori. Deidara glared.

   “What’re you so high and mighty about, un?” Deidara spat out, turning his head away.

   “You said ‘please’,” Sasori said.

   “S-So, uhn?”

   “That’s means you’re starting to be nicer to me.”

   “What, un? No it doesn- . . . G-Get off me!!” Deidara squirmed helplessly as the red head laughed proudly.

   “Just wait till the councilor comes back, I’m so ratting you out, un!”

   “Oh no you’re not,” Deidara heard right by his ear. He gasped. Sasori’s tongue flickered on the back of Deidara’s neck, trailing down.

   With all the strength Dei could manage, he shoved Sasori off. Shooting up and reaching for the door, Deidara heard, “I wouldn’t tell anyone about this.”

   He looked back, eyes wide, at Sasori. Sasori’s grin was shining bright, a cold laugh seeping through his teeth.

   Deidara yanked open the door, walking smoothly out of the counseling office.

   “Oh, Deidara dear!” the blonde heard behind him. He turned around to see the counseling lady, smiling brightly.

   “Did everything go alright in there while I was gone?” she asked as she approached him. Deidara paused.

   “Y-Yeah, un,” he muffled out, smiling. The lady smiled back and nodded, letting Deidara go just as the bell rang.
i finished up the last part REEEAAALLLYY quickly in the last hour, so it SUCKS, FORGIVE ME!!! DDDx

well, i TECHNICALLY made it by my goal of getting this updated by Wendesday, SO I DID MAKE IT :iconxotakux2002x: !!!!! xDDDDD

HOPE YOU DON'T THINK IT'S SUCKY!!!! HAPPY TURKY DAY!!!!! =DDDDDD

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read, enjoy, cherish me, COMMENT!!! BYE BYEZ!!!! 8D

characters except Chris (c) Masashi Kishimoto
Chris (c) Me (aren't i so lucky? i OWN Chris! w00t! xDDD)
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I was rigth! >w<