"...Uhhh..."

"Good morning Deidara sempai!" His roommate Tobi yelled, as the blond rolled over.

"I told you to stop calling me that, un." Deidara said, rolling out of bed and onto the floor.

"Sorry Deidara sempai, but Tobi has to go meet up with Zetsu-san now!" Tobi replied, grabbing his orange visor and running out the door, completely ignoring everything Deidara had just said.

Of coarse, Tobi wasn't the brightest crayon half chewed up and laying on the floor, so it would figure the only one who would hang out with him would be the oddly colored plant-obsessed person who carries on full conversations with himself.

Oh well, at least now he had a few minutes of peace. They wouldn't be spent sleeping however, no he had to get ready for class. If there was one thing he hated about the boarding school he stayed at, it was the waking up part.
Well, too bad. He got up off of the floor and walked over to his dresser, and to his oh-so-dreaded uniform. For most guys the uniform wasn't so bad, white shirt and black khakis. But not for ol' Deidara, because apparently God wanted to punish him for that family of squirrels he blew up.
Due to some "Off Paperwork" as the administration liked to call it, Deidara was stuck with the girl uniform. That's right, Dei got to walk around campus all day in the white blouse-black miniskirt-and knee socks all the girls wore, something that pissed him off to no end almost everyday.
But as I said before, well, too bad.

Deidara grabbed the despised uniform and exited his room, going down to the shower, the last moments of peace he got before his daily torture.

Well, his day was almost over, all he had left was his favorite class, art! At heart Deidara always knew he was an artist, especially since he loved to blow things up, and everyone knows art is a bang!
But anywho, this was also his favorite class because it was one of the few classes he and his best friend Hidan had together.
Deidara took his normal seat next to Hidan, who always sat between the blond and Kakuzu, the greedy one with all the scars who you wouldn't think would take an art class.

"So? How fucked up was today?" Hidan asked, putting on a smirk as the blond sat down.

"Not too bad un, I managed to get through ok." Deidara replied, as the teacher walked in.

"Alright class, today you'll be painting one of your fellow artists." He said, walking over to his desk and sitting down.

It seems almost as soon as the teacher gave his order, Kakuzu had his arm draped over Hidan's shoulder.

"So Hidan, you gonna let me paint you?" He asked, Hidan quickly turning red before walking off with the greedy bastard.

Well this was lovely. Deidara had no idea of who he was gonna paint, or who was gonna paint him. He took a quick glance around the room, realizing that the only one left was the redhead in the back of the room who would always just take who ever was left.
Perfect. Now Dei realized he was nothing but leftovers for that quiet little freak. But, now that he thought about it, his new partner had anything lower than an A in art before, so it would at least be easy.

"Deidara, you're with Sasori." The teacher said, as Deidara got up and went over next to Sasori.

"So you're my partner?"

"Uh, yeah un." Deidara said, slightly creeped out at the redhead's calm demeanor.

"Right, lets get this over with, I'll be painting you."

Damn, little control freak wasn't he?

"Um, sure un." Deidara replied, remaining in his seat as Sasori set up the canvas and other painting supplies.

Sasori started painting the blond in complete silence, just creeping out Deidara.

"Not much for talking, are you un?"

"Hmm?" Sasori questioned, poking his head out from behind the still in-process painting, "You say something?"

"I guess that answers my question, un." Deidara replied, as Sasori went back to the painting.

"You know, you're kinda cute." Sasori said behind his canvas.

Well that annoyed Deidara.

"I'm a guy un!" Deidara muttered, seeing no movement from Sasori.

"I know." Well that made Deidara start blushing, it was the first time another guy called him cute.

After a while Sasori finished the painting (last, everyone else in class was already done) and showed it to Deidara.

"Hot damn, that's perfect un!" Deidara said, staring at the incredibly lifelike portrait of himself.

Sasori replied only with a smile, as he got up and took the painting to the teacher, Deidara following behind him.

"Hmm, that's good Sasori, I can't wait to see how Deidara paints you tomorrow." The teacher said, taking the picture and putting it in his briefcase.

"What? I'm painting Sasori tomorrow un?" Deidara asked.

"Well yeah, and I think you're gonna enjoy it a little more." Sasori said, smirking as Deidara looked puzzled.

"And why exactly would I like it more un?"

"Because," Sasori started, looking at the teacher, signaling him to finish, "You'll be doing a nude portrait of Sasori."