Hi guys! This is my first story, so constructive criticism will be gladly accepted.

I really wanted to do a story on Deidara, and I've always wondered what his last thoughts would be before he activated his C0 jutsu in his fight against Sasuke. So here you have it, what I believe some of Dei's last thoughts would be. I hope you enjoy, and sorry it's not long!


Fear. I can see it in your eyes, Uchiha. Those accursed Uchiha eyes. Those same eyes that got me stuck in the Akatsuki in the first place. Itachi Uchiha, you took my life away, so I'm going to take the life of your brother.

My life.

I've never actually given much thought to what I called my life. I guess it started out normal enough. I was born to two normal parents, though I'll admit I don't remember much of them. As I grew up, I wanted to be a ninja just like any other kid. Eventually my dream came true, being put on Old Man Onoki's genin team. Being a genin, I believed I could finally perfect my art.

I was wrong.

They laughed at my art, laughed. Every day, the people all around me laughed. They called my art stupid, and worthless. As if those idiots even knew what true art is. Every insult, every jab thrown my way only served to increase my hatred. Every day, I came to resent Iwa more and more, until my anger became so big I could no longer stand it. I had to get out of that village. And I did.

Stealing the scroll was so easy, I was surprised no one had ever tried it before. With that forbidden scroll in my arsenal, my art became even greater. My former explosions were nothing compared to what I could make now. It felt so good to blow up that village, the one that shunned me. Ironic, isn't it, that a village that once called my art worthless was destroyed by that same art?

Other people appreciated my art. I was paid to blow things up, showing everyone the true power and beauty of explosions. I was finally happy, but I should have known that wasn't going to last. My so called "terrorism" caught the attention of the Akatsuki. They sent the Uchiha. I have never hated anyone as much as I hate him. He tricked me, with those eyes. He tricked me into losing the only real freedom I have ever known. My hatred for him started then, and it hasn't went away since.

Sasori then became my partner. We always argued about art, but I know that my art is the only true art that there is. When he died, I felt the smallest hint of regret that he was gone. I still feel it, hidden away in the back of my heart. But I would never let any of the guys know that. I do resent Sasori for dying, for leaving me with that idiot Tobi.

Tobi. I'm guess you're not that bad. You get on my nerves, but I'm your sempai, and I have to keep you safe. I'm sorry I'm no longer going to be able to do that. I'm sorry that I'm leaving you alone, like Sasori left me.

Sasori. Danna. You taught me what I know. You cared for me in some way, at least I like to think that. You always said that I would die young. I guess you were right. But my death will be more memorable than yours, it has more meaning.

I will be going out as my ultimate art. And as everyone knows, true art is….an EXPLOSION!

KATSU!


Hope you guys liked it. Don't forget to review...it would make me so happy! Haha. Anyways, these thoughts all happen in the short amount of time it takes Deidara to activate his C0 jutsu, and for him to actually explode (For those of you who wondered).

Sometime soon, I might try my hand at writing the last thoughts of someone else, but I'm not sure as of right now. In your reviews, you can always suggest someone I can do :) So make sure to review1