Deidara's yell filled the air as the swords pierced his heart. Itachi attached himself onto the blonde's waist and attempted to hang onto the now hysteric Deidara. Sasori coughed blood off in the distance and fell to his knees. They were quite a ways away but Deidara could see, through his scope, the two swords, held onto by the puppets of his own parents protruded from his only human piece left, his heart. Sasori's eyes were wide and Deidara could have sworn they looked at him as Sasori's lips moved slightly before he fell to the ground. All sound seemed to have ceased as the blond stopped for a moment before he thrashed more violently against Itachi's grasp. Tears continued to flow from Deidara's eyes as the pink haired girl and the old woman relaxed and exchanged pleased glances. Deidara yelled at them, even though the rational part of him knew they couldn't hear him.
Konan's blue hair filled his vision as she took his hands and whispered words. "He's gone Deidara, we have to go back. There will be people coming soon. We have to go." She continued whispering words to him as she held onto his shaking hands but he couldn't hear her though because he couldn't see anything except his fallen Danna. All was quiet in Deidara's mind as he looked at his Sasori's now lifeless eyes, looking but not seeing, and swore he saw a tear fall from his eye.
It all came crashing down in an instant and the sound returned as the two who killed Sasori left his field of vision. Deidara inhaled a long needed breath he didn't know he needed. He was losing energy but managed to yell his loudest yet at Sasori. "You said art was eternal! You can't leave me! Damn it Sasori! Don't do this to me! You can't die! Art is eternal, remember! You are supposed to be eternal, Danna!" He continued to yell as tears spilled down his cheeks rendering his death threats meant for the two who had murdered his Danna and for Itachi for holding him back, into sobs and moans.
Deidara collapsed to his knees sobbing and shaking uncontrollably. Itachi let go but stayed near and on guard and on guard seeing as they could be found at any moment. Deidara hadn't exactly been subtle and seeing as they were all wanted criminals, being found would be quite a nuisance. Konan knelt down in front of the distressed blond and pulled him in for a hug, all the while whispering reassuring words that he didn't really hear as he continued to stare at the lifeless shell that had held his Danna. It hurt to think he would never hold Sasori again, or that those strong arms would never protect him again.
Konan was glad when Deidara stopped yelling and answered her hug, wrapping his arms around her waist as she held him tighter and stoked his blond hair. She knew what it was like to lose someone that important to you, and knowing there was nothing she could say, she just held him.