Okay, so this one is yet another SasoDei. I was listening to Sooner or Later by Breaking Benjamin and thought of this. Damn, two stories in one day.

Note: This is BEFORE Sasori turns himself into a puppet. And told in Dei's POV.

Disclaimer: I no own.

~x~

I want a normal life
Just like a new born child
I am a lover hater
I am an instigator
You are an oversight
Don't try to compromise
I'll learn to love to hate it
I am not integrated

"Danna, you shouldn't do this!" I cried. "Why can't we both just have normal lives, un?"

"Because, Deidara," he answered coldly, "in order for us to have normal lives, we'll have to be born again."

I wanted to hate him so much right then, but I couldn't. Sasori-danna wouldn't compromise and I knew it. Being with Akatsuki for two and a half years taught me to love to hate.


Just call my name
You'll be okay
Your scream is burning through my veins

Sooner or later you're gonna hate it
Go ahead and throw your life away
Driving me under, leaving me out there
Go ahead and throw your life away

I cowered under my sheets as Sasori mutilated himself. He was screaming and the sound was coursing through my veins. I froze and let out a strangled sob as he screamed for me to help him.

"Sooner or later, you're going to hate it, Danna, un," I whispered. "Go ahead and throw your life away. I don't care anymore, un. I'm done trying to stop you."

He drove me further under the covers with his tortured screams.

"If it hurts so much, un, then why do it?" were the last words I said before falling into an uneasy sleep.

You're like an infantile
I knew it all the while
You sit and try to play me
Just like you see on TV
I am an oversight
Just like a parasite
Why am I so pathetic
I know you won't forget it

When I woke, Sasori was sitting on his bed, staring at his shirtless torso. I gasped as I saw the strange cord, the wood, and the five metallic blades extending from two short poles on his back. He was just like an infant born into a thirty-seven-year-old-puppet.

I stood and went over to my Danna's bed, then wrapped my arms around him, like a parasite.

"Get off me, Deidara," he said, his tone annoyed.

"Why am I so pathetic, un?" I whispered into the cold, unfeeling shoulder. "I care about you, I love you, and you just want me gone."

"You… love me?" he repeated is shock.

Just call my name

You'll be okay

Your scream is burning through my veins

Sooner or later you're gonna hate it
Go ahead and throw my life away
Driving me under, leaving me out there
Go ahead and throw my life away

He pushed my arms off him and faced me. His chocolate (K/N: I want some) brown eyes were cold and piercing. I opened my mouth and repeated the same words I had said to myself last night.

"Sooner or later, you're going to hate it, Danna, un. Go ahead and throw your life away."

"Brat," he said coldly, then pressed his lips to mine. "What I do is my business and none of your concern. Get over it."

He stood, pushed me onto the bed, then straddled my waist. I glared at him (K/N: Ohemgee, Fanart time!!!!) and he put a hand on my cheek.

"Get off, un," I spat.

He smirked, got off me, put his cloak on, and made to leave the room.

Sooner or later you're gonna hate it
Go ahead and throw our life away
Driving me under, leaving me out there
Go ahead and throw our life away

Throw our life away
Ooooo
Throw our life away

"For the record, brat," he said, pausing at the door. "I love you too."

Then he was gone.

~x~

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