Midnight in the grave yard.
A man with flaming hair.
A grave with puppets all around.
A blond crying.
Why are you crying?
Because my Danna is dead.
Who is your Danna?
Sasori of the red sands.
The red head gasped.
The blond turned around.
D-danna…
Deidara…
The blond fell backwards.
DEIDARA!
QUIT IT ITACHI!
It's not itachi…
You're dead…
I know.
Why are you here?
I missed earth.
What's it like?
Boring.
How?
No explosions.
The puppet master said.
The blond smiled.
I miss you danna.
I miss you too brat.
The blond stood up.
He walked to his danna.
And held his hand.
Katsu.
The whole akatsuki ran out.
And saw two fleeting figures.
At least deidara won't fucking cry all the damn time.
I OWN NOTHING!
Deidara
Sasori
Hidan