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Chapter 2: A spoonful of sourness

Yee Haa it's the 2nd chapter! Sasori can be a bit mean at times, but hey we still love him :)

The new girl's name is Kagami (no I didn't get the name from the Kagami Uchiha in Naruto, just plain coincidence lol xD)

*All characters from Naruto do not belong to me

Enjoy!

Kagami's POV

What a jerk. Knocks someone over and still has the nerve to call them a clumsy twat. I was already fuming by the time I got my books up. As I took about 2 steps forward, I could feel my Art Throughout The Ages 2nd volume slipping from the top of the stack. I braced myself for another avalanche of books, when suddenly a kind man lent a tattooed hand and steadied it.

'Woah there, you got a lot of books, un. First day here?' The kind voice asked. 'Let me help you with a few, I'm on my way there too. We're in the same class un.' Before I could say anything, he already took half of my stack and gripped the books firmly in his arms.

'Thanks, I really appreciate it. Yeah it's my first day, I'm Kagami by the way.'

'Nice to meet you Kagami, I'm Deidara un.' Deidara had long blonde hair that partially covered his face and had tattoos running up the side of his arms.

'What's that?' I pointed at something that looked like a reddish smudge on the palm of his hand.

'Oh this thing?' He said, freeing one hand from my books, revealing a tattooed tongue protruding from a mouth. 'Nah I just thought it was cool, I got one on my other hand too,un'

He then proceeded to explaining his views on art and how it should be fleeting and how he made sculptures only to blow them up on the side of the street with dynamite. Which I found profoundly stupid.

'Art should be long lasting and beautiful. So that people can admire it any time they want.' I pointed out as we turned a corner. What kind of moron even thinks that way? Why would you put in so much effort into something only to watch it get blown up?

'Ah I see you're one of the danna type now un.'

'Danna type?'

'You think art should be "everlasting" and "eternal" He used a mocking tone on the words everlasting and eternal while scrunching up his face.

Whoever this 'danna' may be.. I think I would get along quite well with him/her.

'Why do you even call him danna in the first place?' I questioned.

'Oh yeah.. It's a long story, but I basically started calling him that when I moved in with him. His art creations are amazing, un! It didn't feel right to call him by his name, he's just so superior to me, that's all, un. He can be a bit mean sometimes though, un.'

Oh boy, he babbles a lot.

When we finally made it to our class, it had already started. I pulled a hand free to knock on the door but Deidara got ahead of me, opening the door and barging in.

'DANNA,UN! YOU SAID YOU WOULD WAIT FOR ME!' He exclaimed when he barged in and pointed a finger accusingly in the direction of a red head sitting in the corner who simply responded by looking away. 'Sorry for being late though, Kakashi.' He flashed a toothy grin and made his way to the back of the class

I followed Deidara to the back of the class, attracting a lot of stares on the way. I finally settled down in between the red head and Deidara, putting all my books neatly behind us against the wall.

I took out my sketch pad and started to doodle. Orientation who even listens during orientation? Everyone just stands up introduces themselves, sits down and everyone else just forgets their names. Considering how late we were, we've already missed half of the class.

It was finally my turn when Deidara finished introducing himself and sat down. I stood up and simply stated 'Kagami Tanigawa.' And sat down. Ah, then whispering started.

''Oh my god, Tanigawa? Didn't her uncle murder his own brother? Her father?' 'I know right? How could someone be so cold hearted.'

This always happens every time I introduce myself. The pity stares and the pats on my back, and of course, the whispering. Yes, my uncle did murder my father but not out of spite or hatred, but simply because my father was abusing me. He'd come home late almost every night smelling of beer and smoke, take off his belt and started hitting me with it, sometimes even rape... Despite my protestes and cries of plea, he just wouldn't stop.

By now you must be wondering why my mother didn't do anything. Shes dead. Died of chronic breast cancer when I was 5. I know, I sound like a charity case now. Mom died, dad turned abusive and uncle murdered him. I'm not exactly happy that my father died the way he did but I'm not sad about it either. Lets just say that my eyes were dry on the day of his funeral.

The red head beside me turned his head over, quriked an eyebrow at me and stood up. Hey wait, I know him.

'Sasori Akasuna' He said flatly and took his seat again.

'I know you!' I whispered to him harshly, 'You're that asshole that knocked me over!'

'Really? Because I don't remember carrying a mountain of books and crashing into someone. Sound familiar to you?' He retorted, brown eyes piercing through me.

If he wasn't such an asshat he would be pretty darn handsome. The hazel eyes, the deep red hair, angled face...

Snap out of it I told myself, you're supposed to hate him.

I snapped myself out of the daze and replied 'Asshole' barely trying to conceal the venom in my voice.

'I must be a pretty fine asshole for you to stare at me for so long' He said, smirking.

My cheeks burned and I looked away, I could still feel him smirking behind me. How long have I been staring anyway?

'Have a crush on danna eh?' Deidara purred into my ear 'Gotta be careful with that one,un. Has a line of hearts behind him and trust me, they ain't whole. They don't call him the puppet master for no reason, eh?"

I rolled my eyes 'Please, why on earth would I even considering of liking a narcissist like him?' I spat. Puppet master?

'Hehe I don't know, un. Out of all people in our "little group" he may be the one with the worst track record with relationships'

'Trust me, I'd rather be single than be anywhere near him'

Deidara turned away, unconvinced. I faced the board again, happy the conversation was over.

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During lunch, I grabbed my books and headed for the cafeteria alone, happy to be away from those two.

I put my books down with a thud and went to get some food. I returned 5 minutes later with a tray of Mac n Cheese, 2 chocolate muffins and a glass of apple juice. I tore open the plastic wrapper of my fork and spoon and dug into my Mac n Cheese, almost snapping my spoon at the same time. Damn you low quality cutlery...

Half way through my meal, a blue haired woman approached me. She had yellow-orangish eyes Contacts? She was wearing a body hugging blue sweater with a pair of dark blue jeans that hugged her curves nicely. I feel self conscious now I thought to myself.

'Hey kid, you look lonely. Do you want to join us? I'm Konan by the way.' She said with a smile.

'Uh sure' I grabbed my books and my tray and followed her to a table outside. The weather was warm and windy, it felt nice against my skin. Hey, maybe this wont be that bad after all. I thought I would be right, but then I reached the table.

Oh god

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Thanks for reading! I kinda cut this chapter short because if not I would ramble on forever 😅

And yes I borrowed 'asshat' from Let it Snow :)