SasoDei: Emo

Deidara is a 16 year boy who is clinically depressed and emo. Sasori is a seductive bastard who can always see the fun in life. Will Deidara learn some life lessons from him? Or is it too late?

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Sasori, Deidara or the letter K. But I do own Kitsu (:

Warning: Cutting, Depression, M for later chapters.

The room was black. No light or even happiness would dare enter the dark room, the walls where painted black, the large double bed with a canopy was black, and so where the covers. All his little knick knacks where black with the exception of white and grey. Black cloths lay cluttered on the floor and hung off his dressers, songs and CD's lay where strewn all over the computer desk along with a black laptop which was still on. Over on the other side of his room where three large mirrors, bolted into his wardrobe sliding doors.

Two of the four walls where purple, and the other two where black, His lights where even tainted to be darker than normal.

A moan sounded from the bed and a mop of messy black hair could suddenly be seen from under the covers, a teenage boy sat up and stretched out his long ivory arms, rubbing at the sleep in his eyes as he threw back the covers and slowly sat up, popping out his back, and already fiddling with his snake bites.

Deidara Iwa. Sixteen years old. Enrolled at Konoha High. Long straight black hair which flowed down to his shoulder blades, and a bang covering one eye. His eyes where a striking azure but Deidara wore contacts, making them a dark purple. He had snake bites, an eye brow ring, an industrial in one ear, and three piercings in the other.

Groaning Deidara shakily stood up, he hated mornings but he had school. Personally Deidara just wanted to blow it up.

The only good thing about school is that they where allowed to wear whatever they wanted.

He pulled off his black Evanescence, Replacing it with a simple dark purple tee shirt, black skinny jeans where pulled over his black silk boxers, a silver studded belt shoved roughly through the belt loops. But Deidara abroughtly stopped as he caught glance off his arms.

Sometimes he couldn't believe what he did to himself, Deep red to pink lines littered his arms, sometimes crossing to form shapes, but right over his wrists he had written the words: Misunderstood and Pain.

Deidara winced as he gently traced over the still new scars, feeling the rivulets in the small scabs which had formed over night.

Deidara stared for a while more before remembering he had to be at school soon, he snapped up and yanked a black hoodie off the coat hanger, slinging it over his thin shoulders before rushing into his small bathroom.

Everything in here was decked out in black and purple too, the counters black but the sink purple, the only thing different was that his bath was white, and his shower see through.

He hurriedly picked up his hairbrush, running it through his dark locks and making them smooth, once satisfied Deidara applied eyeliner under and above his eyes, smudging it slightly, and then picking up his contact lenses box.

As said before Deidara preferred the dark purple to his bright blue, but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt when he put them in, opening the small box he extracted the lenses, cleaning them thoroughly and wincing as he gently placed on either eye.

Looking in the mirror he studied himself, his now purple eyes made his face look just that little bit darker, he truly hated his azure ones, and they made him look to bright.

Too happy

When he truly wasn't, smirking at himself he ran his hand through his hair, glancing once more into the mirror, before picking up his school bag and slinging it over one shoulder. He placed his iPod earphones in, turning it on shuffle then shoving it into his pocket. Striding out of his room and out of the house, not returning the 'bye Hun' that his mother yelled.

He hated the bitch.

:2kitsune:

Today was the kind of day Deidara liked, grey clouds covered the sky completely blocking out the sun, there was a cool tinge to the wind and it smelt like rain.

Lyrics ran through his earphones, loud and clear, he noticed the stares he was getting as he walked down the footpath, because everyone could obviously hear it.

Alone at last, we can sit and fight

Ive lost all faith in this blurring light

Stay right here we can change our plight!

We're storming through this, Despite what's right!

Deidara kept his eyes forward as he crossed the busy street, ignoring the honks and fingers he was receiving, pulling it right back.

One final fight, for this tonight

Whoa

With knives and pens, we've made our plight.

Deidara walked through the black wrought iron gates, that was the only thing he liked about the school, the two story main building was orphan blue* along with the smaller buildings placed around, in front of the main building was two green lawns, fringed with cherry blossom trees, a grey concrete path lead up to the black main buildings doors. The window frames where also black.

Lay your heart down, the end's in sight

Conscience begs for you to do what's right

Everyday it's still the same dull knife!

Stab it through and justify your pride.

Deidara walked into the main building, taking down the left hand side to his locker, number 21, he keyed in the right number and opened up his locker, inside it was painted black, pictures of his favourite bands and some of his friends where glue tacked the inside if the door.

One final fight, for this tonight

Whoa

With knives and pens, we've made our plight

Whoa

I can't go without your love, you lost, you never held on

We tried our best, turn out the light, turn out the light

A top on his shoulder startled him and he twirled around, a pen held defensively in his hand, the figure held up his hands in a sign of surrender, a flash of orange was seen and Deidara stood down, realising who it was he took the screaming music from his ears the sounds of lockers slamming and teenagers talking suddenly surrounded him.

"Hey pain, un" Deidara yelled over the noise, turning back to his locker and continuing to grab his books, a thump from beside Deidara told him that Pain had slumped against the locker.

"How loud did you have that?" Pain asked, a smirk on his face as he motioned to Deidara's earphones, now dangling against his tee, Deidara could still hear it from where he was.

"That's how loud I normally have it, un" Deidara retorted, shoving his books in his bags and slamming his locker shut, turning back down the corridor to the entryway.

Now I bet some of you are confused, so here, I'll explain. From the entryway in the main building there are corridors leading left and right, those where the lockers, upstairs where classrooms along with the principals office. All the other buildings around the school where also two story, though not as big and only holding twenty lockers, ten classrooms in each, a old hall around the back of the school was their cafeteria, and they didn't hold assemblies.

"Way to loud then" Pain joked, punching Deidara's arm lightly, though he didn't smile, none of them did around school.

Pain was a tall person, well compared to Deidara he was, he had bright orange hair which screamed 'LOOK AT ME', he wore mostly black but sometimes with the exception of orange, his eyes where purple like Deidara's but brighter almost a smoky grey, and they weren't contacts. Six piercings in his nose (Three on each side) and his ears full of piercings, he had snakebites just like Deidara and a eye brow ring, he was an outwardly stoic person when alone, though he was a nicer then Deidara. He wouldn't talk unless spoken to, he wouldn't smile for that person either, unless he really liked them. In fact the only time he would smile was when he was with Deidara and their other friend.

"Hey pain, your fan girls are following us, un" Deidara muttered, just loud enough for pain to hear him, Pain winced and looked behind him, easily spotting the large group of girls who where following them, watching his every move and giggling amongst themselves.

"Bitches" Pain muttered back, smirking as he said this and making Deidara roll his eyes as they traipsed upstairs, towards their first period class. Maths. Great.

"Ignore them, un" Deidara said wisely, earning another punch, Pain did ignore them, but they seemed to come back in flocks, Deidara punched him back and made their way towards the back of class.

"Hey Itachi, un" Deidara muttered as he slid into the seat in front of the dark haired male, his red eyes jumped to Deidara's and then back down to his page.

"Hn" Itachi replied, continuing to sketch, Deidara sat up a little straighter and managed to glimpse a pair of dark framed eyes, the hatred almost seemed visible in the air, Deidara shuddered and looked away, but he couldn't help wonder who's eyes they where.

Itachi noticed him looking and he slapped his hand down, glaring murderously at Deidara, Deidara held up his hands in surrender, and looked over at pain who had sat beside him, before glancing back at Itachi who was drawing again.

Itachi was the darkest one, his ebony hair covered both eyes, making him seem more reserved, his blood red eyes made people scared to even look at him, he wore black and red with chains hooked onto his belt. The only piercings Itachi had was snakebites, and it seemed to add to his stoic side, he was inwardly and outwardly stoic refusing to meet peoples eyes unless he was glaring, he had a huge fan girl group, larger then Deidara's and Pains combined, but no one apart from Deidara and pain knew that he was with his little brother Sasuke. Who conveniently went to the same school.

"Uhmm, Dei?"

Deidara looked up in shock from Itachi's drawing, even pain looked up as well, No girls dared to talk to him, but Deidara knew instantly who it was.

Kitsu, dark brown hair with red highlights, earphones where always in her ears and a art book in her hands, her favourite colour was azure* so she was always wearing black and azure, her eyes are a deep blue, as deep as the sea with hazel around the eyes, she had a labret but that was her only piercings, eyeliner smudged above and under her eyes, along with grey eye shadow, unlike Deidara, Pain, and Itachi she was hyperactive and loud. And a down to heart Goth.

"Hi kitsu, un" Deidara replied smoothly, turning around to glare at some classmates who had seated to close, they laughed nervously and shuffled another seat down, Making Deidara smirk, they seemed to shrink away from his dark purple eyes.

"Uhmm, I was just wondering if I could borrow some of your skinny jeans" Kitsu asked, looking down and glancing up through her eyelashes at Deidara, using her best puppy dog eyes.

Deidara sighed "What ones, un" He asked, biting the inside of his mouth so he wouldn't smile, at least not in front of these people, he loved the girl really , they had been best friends for ten years, when they had met in Kindi an instant spark flared and from there on they where friends, going through everything together.

"Your black artificially ripped ones" She pleaded, Deidara frowned and thought about it for so long kitsu nearly strangled him; finally he let out a small smile and muttered "Fine, un"

"Yay! Thank you Dei!" Kitsu yelled, jumping onto his lap and hugging him, Deidara hesitated, before smirking and hugging her quickly back, Kitsu took the sign and jumped off him, running back over to her Goth friends, the whole room was silent and staring back and forth at them, Deidara growled and flipped them off, turning back to his friends.

"How much sugar did she have on her breakfast today?" Pain asked, still staring at kitsu, he knew kitsu pretty well actually, for almost five years, and had gotten used to her normal hyper, and then really hyper, he was like an older brother to her, like Deidara.

"I don't want to know, un" Deidara sighed, shaking his head as he watched kitsu talked fast and animatedly with her friends, all smiles and grins.

:2kitsune:

Deidara had somehow survived through three periods, ignoring the normal stares he received every day and rude whisperings, people didn't like him just because he decided to be different, screw them Deidara had decided one day.

"Hey! Faggot!"

Deidara tensed but continued walking, seeing Pain and Itachi move from beside him to behind, Deidara knew that voice, everyone knew that voice, it was none other than Hidan and his stupid boyfriend Kakuzu, Deidara sped up trying to move faster down the corridor, a blur of silver and then a solid body was in front of him, making Deidara stop abroughtly.

"Hey, faggot, I was talking to you" Hidan drawled, Deidara looked up to glare at the silverette, his dark purple eyes meeting Hidan's light purples, Both of them refusing to back down.

"What? Un" Deidara snapped, a flash of anger crossed Hidan's face and Deidara suddenly felt a white hot pain on his cheek, it took a while for Deidara to realise that Hidan had punched him, a flash of orange was seen and suddenly pain was in front of him, Deidara flinched and stepped back into Itachi, holding his cheek.

"Step down" Pain said, No demanded, His tone said not too mess with him, a warning hidden but Hidan understood. He frowned but it was quickly replaced with a smirk.

"Whatever, see you later, faggots" Hidan sneered, turning and striding away, his hand snaked around kakuzu's hips and into his back pocket, squeezing as to say 'this is mine bitch'

Deidara straightened up and started down the hall again, ignoring the large crowd which had surrounded them, whispering behind closed hands, Itachi and Pain following him closely.

Sometimes Deidara wished he wasn't so small, so weak.

:2kitsune:

It was after school and Deidara was slowly walking home, his music was blaring in his ears, blocking out all sounds, his head banging slightly to the music, making his black hair sway around his face.

Suddenly a strong hand wrapped around his mouth and he was yanked backwards into a hard body, he flailed out but was easily dragged into a dark damp alley way he must have been passing.

He was thrown against a wall, hitting his head as he snapped back, he winced and held the back of his head, feeling something wet, bringing his hand back around to his face he realised it was blood.

"Told you I would see ya, faggot" a voice sneered; Deidara gulped and looked up at his captor, yup just as he thought. Hidan.

He was leaning forward slightly, his hands shoved into his pockets, a smirk was firmly placed on his lips along with a cigarette which he took a long drag off, blowing the smoke into Deidara's face and making him cough.

"What…Do you want, un" Deidara coughed, it smelt horrible and he didn't understand how Hidan could stand it, Deidara glanced sideways and saw the street barely ten paces away, unfortunately Hidan saw this and stepped closer, pressing his body into Deidara's, both arms placed either side of Deidara's face.

"You" Hidan said quickly, sharply. Deidara's eyes widened as Hidan stepped in closer, their faces inches apart. Before Hidan snapped forward and crashed his lips into Deidara's with bruising force.

Deidara tried to push Hidan away but found he was no where near strong enough, a sharp pain shot through his lip and he opened his mouth with a gasp, feeling Hidan shove his tongue in, sweeping around his cavern, Deidara tried again and again to get Hidan off him, a hand came up and pressed against his neck, Making him unable to move as Hidan continued to rape his mouth, the feeling made him sick to the stomache and he could taste cigarette smoke.

It seemed to go on for ages before Hidan let go, Deidara coughed and gasped for air, His head reeling and blood pounding in his ears, that had been disgusting, and Deidara wiped his mouth with a sleeve.

Finally he had his breath back, he looked up just in time to see Hidan move in again, pressing closer and closer making Deidara's back press into the brick wall, it felt cold and clammy. Hidan's hand snaked back to his neck, returning to the same pose, Deidara tried to call out but found he couldn't as his voice box was being crushed, he tried to motion to the people walking by on the side path, barely ten feet away, but they just continued with their boring lives, this was why Deidara hated people.

"That was disgusting, un" Deidara taunted, smirking up at Hidan, rage crossed Hidan's face and he raised a hand as if to punch Deidara again, Deidara closed his eyes and waited for the hot white pain that was sure to follow.

But it never came, the weight left Deidara in a hurried motion and a loud yell echoed in the alley, Deidara opened his eyes and took in the scene.

Hidan was sprawled on the wet ground, rubbish strewn around him; he was wincing and pressing against a large red gash on his cheek which was seeping blood, dripping onto his white V neck top.

Still Not following Deidara glanced the other way, his eyes meeting a strangers browns, he straightened up without breaking the gaze, and Deidara had a chance to look him over.

The guy looked around his age, maybe a bit older, he had startling blood red locks which partly hid his eyes, Deidara just had time to see that he was wearing a black tight fitting top and grey skinny jeans when a loud yell echoed.

"What the fuck man!" Hidan yelled, he was up and brushing off his now wet jeans, a glare fixated on the red head, the red head just stared back, a smirk planted on his face, Deidara could practically see an air of smugness surrounding him.

"It didn't seem like he was liking it" The red head answered, His voice was smooth and seductive, Deidara could faintly see him raise an eyebrow, his gaze never faltering from Hidan.

"It's non of your fucking business though! Isn't it faggot!" Hidan yelled, he stormed towards the red head, grabbing onto his shirt and pulling him forwards so they where face to face, Tension could be seen in the air and the red head gave off a murderous glare, a cold Antarctic breeze could be felt and Deidara shivered, man he wouldn't want to get on the bad side of him.

"Let go of me" the red head muttered, dripping with murderous intent, his head was lowered an a red aurora surrounded him, Hidan sneered above him and held on tighter, taking the red heads lowered head as a sign of weakness.

"Make me, Retard" Hidan sneered, bringing a knee up and roughly kneeing him in the stomache, but the red head made no move, a faint chuckle was heard and the red head muttered "You really shouldn't have said that"

A flash of silver and red, to fast for Deidara's eyes flew in front of him, and within a second it was over, leaving Deidara stunned and shocked, just who was this guy.

Hidan was on the ground again, his arm bent in a weird angle as Sasori refused to let ago, Hidan winced, actually winced, and the red head pressed harder, snapping was heard and the silverette gasped, his eyes rolled back so that the whites could be seen.

He had fainted.

Deidara unfroze, he couldn't believe that had just happened, Hidan was the toughest kid in class and this much shorter, weaker looking red head had just thrown him, and possibly broken his arm.

"Wh- what? Un" Deidara stammered, still confused, he couldn't understand, the red head looked up at him and their eyes met again, he let go of Hidan's arm and strided towards Deidara, radiating cool.

"Your welcome" he said, stopping a couple of feet away from Deidara with his hands in his pockets, a flash of anger passed through Deidara and he saw red.

"What the fuck! Un, I didn't need your help!" Deidara yelled, placing his hands on his hips and staring the red head down.

"Well, it looked like you did" The red head retorted, his eye brows furrowing in, he stepped closer to Deidara, staring him down, and Deidara stared back, this guy pissed him off, he wasn't all that.

"Fuck off, un" Deidara snorted, pushing off the red heads shoulder and striding past, back into the brightness of the loud street, he glared back once at the red head who smirked and waved, Deidara growled and flipped him off, Striding down the street again.

Earphones already in his ears.

*Orphan blue is the sadist of all blues (:

* Yeah, ok azure is really one of my favourite colours, and I am actually a bit Goth in real life (: So I added myself to this story, I won't be here much, maybe in the story later when Deidara has. . . OOPS im not finishing that sentence, Haha no spoilers' guys: P

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