Hello all you People out there! This is Reimei Uzumaki with a new story for you! This wonderful story is cowritten by the equally wonderful The Lord's Fallen Angel-sempai!

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto but the idea belongs to TFLA-sempai!

Have you ever had one of those days where you wonder why you are here, but most importantly with these people at that. Where you feel like you are surrounded by complete and total immature idiots that you are so embarrassed to the point you couldn't believe you are of the same specious? Well that's how Sasori Akasuna felt right now. It was another horrid and yet boring day at Suna High School for the fifteen year old red head boy as he watched, once again his fellow classmates make complete fools of themselves as they waited for the teacher to show.

All Sasori could do is roll his eyes in disgust at them before he turned his gaze out the window. Every class, no matter how many rooms or different subjects there are he always took the back seat in the corner by the window. To him, this was perhaps the farthest spot he could be away from the idiots he was surrounded with. But it seems that no matter how far he trying to get away from them, they always seem to get closer to him, almost as if they were his friends. Now that thought really disgusted him as he wrinkled his nose up at the thought of being friends with these people. Ever since first grade he has never needed friends; even now he still doesn't need them. To him friends were just an annoyance that always got into your business when they don't belong there in the first place. Not only that but they're always there, talking about stupid and utterly useless things to you. No, he's better off without them.

Soon he heard his idiotic classmates quickly settle down and rushed to their seats. Even without turn his gaze from the window he could tell that the teacher just came in and everyone was suddenly on their best behavior. Letting out a small sigh, Sasori turn his eyes to the front of the classroom to see his teacher now talking about their history lesson. Dully, the red head looked down to his open history book to see their teacher talking about something from in it that he already knew about. Unlike most of his classmates, Sasori actually reads his text books and easily memorize it with one glance from it. He already knew this lesson for it was last night's homework so he hardly listened to what his teacher was yammering about.

What seemed like several painful hours, which was only a half an hour when the bell rang, singling that school was over. A few of his classmates gave out a small cry of joy and quickly rushed out of the room while the teacher quickly shouted out their homework assignments for tonight. Lazily, Sasori packed his bag with his books and then stood up with his bag over his shoulder. Without even glance at his teacher, the red head simply left the classroom without looking back.

Outside the school, half of the students were rushing across the school grounds to catch their ride homes in time, while the other half were in no hurry and seem to be lingering around. Ignoring them all, Sasori left the school grounds behind him and continued on home at his own pace, which was painfully slow. He was in no hurry to get home to his grandmother Chiyo and great uncle Ebizo.

Both of his parents had died in a car accident long ago when he was no more than four years old. He doesn't remember very much about them, just a bunch of faded memories of them when he was young. Of course what do you expect really, he was just an infant then and babies don't have the greatest memory, ah heck he was just lucky enough to remember them at all. But with the lack of memories of his parents, he lacked the mourning feeling that his grandmother and great uncle had for them. Truth is he hard feels anything for his parents since they felt like complete strangers to him then a mother and father. After their death he went to live with Chiyo and Ebizo for they were his only living relatives left and has lived with them for the past eleven years.

Not in the mood of dealing with the old geezers yet, Sasori decided to take a detour on the way home by stopping at one of his favorite places. The arts and crafts store.

At the sight of the store the red head smiled slightly at the place and quickly entered inside. Here he felt like he could get away from everything and everyone here, it was almost his personal sanctuary that wasn't quite private. But he didn't mind just as long as he could come here and explore the shelves that held piles and piles of art supplies of all kinds. But his favorite section throughout the arts and crafts store would be the wood section. There he found everything he needed to help him create his beautiful puppets that would last forever.

By the time he finally left the store it was already twilight and getting quite chilly. But that didn't surprise him since it was early November, for the sun was setting earlier and days were growing colder of the coming winter. It also didn't bother him that it was already this late. His grandmother knew that he comes to arts and crafts store almost every day after school and didn't return until late. So he knew she wouldn't be throwing a big fuss of him being late.

Pulling the collar of his black sweatshirt up a little higher, Sasori left the warmth of the store and adventured out into the cold. Walking down the street, he notated that quite a few of the stores still had their Halloween decorations hanged up in their windows and all.

Halloween…

Is that even considered a real holiday?

Sasori rolled his eyes at the thought of Halloween and how ridiculous it is. The only reason why Halloween exist and why it's a holiday is because of the big candy companies and costumes companies. The only reason they have it so the companies make off thousands and thousands of dollars of this holiday and sell new products while they bath in their own greed. True that Halloween actually was a real holiday a long time ago before the companies twisted to their greed and liking, All Hollows Eve that's it's true name. On All Hollows Eve the people would honor the dead that came back from the other side for one day and roam the earth as they've did before, but alive. But it wasn't just the dead that came out on this day, no. They also say that creatures of the night come lurking out of the shadows on this one day and prey on those that would soon become their misfortunate prey. And of course those creatures are to be believed as witches, vampires, werewolves, ghouls, and all that who ha.

"Vampires… werewolves… like those even exist. It's all completely idiotic if you asked me." Sasori muttered as he passed one of those wolf man cutouts hanging off a door.

Coming up to a crosswalk, the red head looked up and waited for the light turn to let him go, which to him was very annoying. Finally the light turn, signaling for Sasori to go. Quickly he moved across the road to avoid it turning again and get hit by a car. Once he reached the other side he slowed down a bit to his normal pace and continued on home.

The sun was setting fast then Sasori expected as everything around him was getting darker. The streetlights above quickly flashed on, lighting the way back home for him. But when he round the corner as another streetlight came on he noticed something strange.

Right in front of the park entrance and right across from him laid a figure on the ground, motionless. At first Sasori wasn't sure what to do and thought that it must be a dead body. But he was soon proven wrong when he heard a slight painful groan from the figure. Quickly Sasori crossed the street and kneeled down to the injured person to see what his condition is.

When he got closer to him, the red head could see that it was a boy, maybe two years older than him. He had long blonde hair sprawled across the ground and around his head that almost gave him a halo look. After Sasori thought he was girl with the hair and all but seeing that he is greatly lacking a certain part a girl should have he knew it was a boy. The boy was dressed in a loose dark blue t-shirt with a pair of dark blue jeans to match, but his clothes looked to be shredded almost. On his side Sasori could see his injury, which was a long and deep looking gash. He also had some cuts on the front of his chest that didn't look too bad and a few very light scars on his arms and face.

"Hey, are you alright." The red head teen shook the older boy's shoulder but got no response.

Frowning at this, Sasori looked around to see no one else around but him and the unconscious boy. He couldn't call for help since he was stupid enough to leave his cell phone at home, and nor could leave the injured boy alone to look for help. So the only choice left would be to carry him to the hospital, which he wasn't looking forward to by the way.

But with a deep sigh, Sasori kneeled closer to the other boy and threw his arm around the red head's shoulders while carefully wrapping his arm around the blonde's waist.

Much to Sasori disappointment he realized that the other boy was taller than him that he had to let the other boy's feet drag across the ground. But this didn't really surprise Sasori that much for he knew he was quite small for his age, but not his strength. He thanked his lucky stars that the hospital wasn't far from where they were and quite very close to get to on foot.

It was halfway to the hospital when the red head heard another groan and a slight shift from the boy and noticed that he was started to finally wake up.

"Hey, hang on. We're almost to the hospital, alright." He said glancing down at him.

The boy in his arms shifted slightly and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Sasori he was almost immediately entranced by the red head's beauty. Sasori smirked down at him.

"It's about time you woke up brat." He said as he neared the hospital doors.

"I am not a brat, un." The blonde said weakly.

Sasori ignored him and walked through the hospital's automatic doors. A nurse noticed them and quickly took Deidara while another nurse spoke with Sasori.

"Excuse me sir, who are you and what is that man's name?" she asked.

"My name is Sasori Akasuna and I don't know who that man is. I found him on the ground near the park entrance. Is he going to be alright?" Sasori asked.

"We believe so. If you wish you can check in on him before you leave. Would you like me to show you to his room?" she asked.

Sasori shook his head and walked out of the hospital and, once again, started his walk home. Unbeknownst to the teen two blue eyes were watching him from a window on the third floor of the hospital.

'Sasori, huh? Something about him is very enticing, un.' The blonde from earlier thought to himself.

He leaned back onto the pillow and stared at the ceiling. He would most likely be out of the hospital within hours. For now all he could do was lay there and think about the strange beauty the teen had practically oozed. A small smile graced his lips. He would definitely have to find out more about his red haired 'savior' later. Suddenly his smile vanished as he realized something.

'Crap! Pein's going to kill me for missing another meeting, un!' He thought as he mentally slapped himself on the forehead.

He groaned inwardly at the thought of pissing off his leader again. If it weren't for the red head he would probably be at the meeting, or at least he be on his way to it, and saved from another lecture from Pein and possibly a few jeers from Hidan. The blonde closed his eyes and shifted on the bed. He did not need to think about Pein right now, nor did he want to. His thoughts once again settled on the younger teen, making his smile return. He will find the beautiful teen again. When he did, he wouldn't lose him. In fact, once he found him again he'd never leave his side.

'Watch out my little scorpion. Deidara's coming for you, un.'

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