All That He Was
Summary: Deidara's Possible Past
Wild eyes gleamed in a sickening fashion, femine body hunched downward atop the cliff. The stiff night air carried his own silver breaths out onto the town. The landscape itself was rugged, boulders giving the area a threatening apperance all on it's own, muchless, if it was to be covered in blood. Eyes curled shut, replaced by a smile, gleaming the shade of the moon, teeth slightly jagged, he contorted what could have been a very much lopsided smile of innocence into the image of satainty. Soft chuckles errupted from his chest, which was currently being clutched onto by an odd figures, mouths? Centered in the palm, they themselfs mocked the style of his own grimance at the time. The clouds begain to fall, covering the village of Iwagakure, hidden within the rocks.
Anyone in their right mind would have been aupalled, stones and likewise materials which made up the town were grusomely splatted with crimson, but, to him, it was art.
"Sasuyami, stay away from him." hissed a mother, gracefully shoeing the child away from the blonde figure. "He's a freak."
Freak, freak, FREAK! That's all that he ever seemed to hear. In his younger years, this hurt him deeply. Even the mention of the word, (Rather of not it was being directed at him.) would bring the boy to tears. Yet, as time grew and grew, in some marose fashion, it became almost like a 2nd name to him.
Oh course, he'd never call himself by such a term, he merly accepted the fact that was what others thought of him. To him, in his mind, he was an artist. An artist unlike any other, a prophit of sorts.
A prohit of birds!
Though unsure of the cause, an addiction to birds had always been with him. No matter how many times this matter would be pondered, an answer could never been found. Freedom? Simplistity? Joy? Were these the reasons he loved- no envied- birds? Or was it merly because they were a beatirful model to sculpt?
We shall never know
But, what we do know, is that this man, mouths embedded within hands, had destroyed all that was he. The village which his life had dwendled. The village which held so much hate for him. The village, he had destroyed.
He had left it all behind.
For he was Deidara.
The newest Akatsuki member.