Deidara x reader part 1

Deidara x reader Short Fuse

It was art class on an early Monday morning; your assignment was to create a small roman styled sculpture using clay. You decided to make a bust as you could not be bothered sculpting arms and tiny fingers. As you were forming the head you could hear a quiet chuckle coming from the seat behind you. Ignoring it you continued to sculpt the face of your bust. BOOM! An explosion occurred behind you, not enough to hurt you but enough to rock the table. The bust you were creating fell forwards onto the table, the face you had created was flattened and jaw was disfigured. In frustration you turned around and screamed.
"Why the hell did you do that you jerk!?"
He didn't reply at first, he just stared at you blankly as you stared at him with anger.

Deidara's POV

It was just another boring art lesson, the teacher gave us something to do with the clay, but I wasn't listening to what he said, so I decided to make the lesson a bit more fun by adding some explosives to the clay! The girl behind me stood up and called me a jerk after I detonated the clay. I didn't know why she was angry with me, but for some reason when she called me a jerk I didn't have anything to say back. I usually have a smart come back, but her [colour of hair] hair looked so... pretty, the way it draped down as she loomed over me.

Your POV

He didn't say anything, not a sound at first, he did however turn a brilliant shade of pink. Your anger slowly morphed into confusion as you wondered why he hadn't said anything.  The boy with the blond hair sharply snapped out of whatever daze he was in.
"What's your problem you idiot?" he yelled back at you. There was a small pause. "Well? If you've got something to say, say it you midget, un!"
"I've got more things to say then you had before!" you retaliated.
"What's supposed to mean?" the boy asked
"Before, you were just sitting there like an idiot staring into space!" you yelled even louder than before.
Suddenly some other boy with bright red hair interrupted
"She has got a point Deidara" said the red haired boy.
"Shut your mouth Sasori, un!" the blond yelled.
"So Deidara, are you going to apologise or do I have to force an apology out of you?" you asked.
"For what?" Deidara asked as you pointed at your ruined sculpture. "For that? Don't make me laugh! Making it fall over probably made it look better! Un!"
"That's it!" you screamed.
You grabbed the lump of clay behind the blond boy and threw the clay at him. It hit him on his forehead and splattered a little bit in his fringe. The teacher stopped your little fight before it got out of control. He sent both of you to your Head of Year's room, but she was busy so you had to wait outside her office. You both sat down in the chairs that were next to each other. You looked over towards him to see him struggle to pick the bits of clay out of his hair. You let out a small giggle.
"And you called me the jerk, un" Deidara mumbled under his breath.
"You wouldn't be having such a hard time if you weren't so useless!" you replied.
Looking back, you realised that it was a bit childish of you to throw clay in his face over something you could have fixed easily. You start to feel a little bit bad for what you did now. You stood up and pushed your chair closely in front of his.
"W-what are you doing" Deidara stuttered.
"I'm helping you, you'll be here all day trying to pick out clay from your hair if I don't" you replied.
The blonde boy turned the exact same shade of pink as he did before. You noticed that he was staring into you glossy [colour] eyes. When he realised that you had noticed him staring at you, his blue eyes quickly jolted down.
"I-I I'm, sorry, for ruining your art work" he mumbled quietly
"Well I'm sorry for throwing clay at your face" you said as smiled back. "I think that's all of it"
Your head of year opened the door and invited you into her office.

After a 20 minute lecture (even though it seemed like an eternity) on appropriate behaviour in classrooms, you both emerged from her office with an hour detention for tomorrow night. You hate having detentions, not because of it being a waste of time or that you're a goody-goody, but because the detention room was always full idiots, had gum on every surface and stank of sweat. The bell for next lesson went and you had different classes. You went in opposite directions towards your next class.
"See you in the detention room tomorrow?" he yelled from across the corridor.
"Yeah" you replied with a hint of the tone 'don't remind me'.
"Then it's a date, un!" he yelled back.
You paused in the middle of the corridor staring at him, blushing bright pink. As more and more people poured into the corridor, his red haired friend from before ran past you up from behind him. They paused then started to walk and talk. Deidara turned his head around and looked directly at you, followed by Sasori. Your friend from the class you were in now ran up to you, pulled you out of your daze and dragged you to your next class as she started to talk. You weren't really paying attention to what she was saying, but as Deidara turned the corner on the other side of the corridor and you turned into the other, you both stared at each other with a slight tone of disappointment, as if you did not want this moment to end.