I'm 100 serious is you really like Sasuke, DO NOT READ!!! I warned ya so i don't wanna hear crap about it!
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Deidara stared silently down at the person who lay half dead infront of him. Deidara had somehow, somehow survived his suicide. Survived blowing himself up in a vain attempt to kill someone. This someone lay directly infront of him. Half dead blood sputtering from his mouth lay Sasuke Uchiha.
"Don't ever think you can underestimate me or my art." Deidara stated sickly
"how…"Sasuke mumbled, cuts and bruises coverd his body. The attack on him had been quick, but deadly. He had somehow not seen this with his Sharingan. But how? How had this man taken him down so quickly, he had beaten him before but this time was different. A new technique? He didn't know…
"I live with a Uchiha I studied him carefully finding loopholes through his Kekkai Genkai. And I did, I constructed a perfect re-creation of myself with clay so realistic not even you couldn't tell the different," Deidara explained still using his sickly tone "I divised and planed every move I would make even down to faking my own death, in an attempt to kill you once and for all, but you didn't appreciate my art and somehow escaped well like any other worthwhile ninja I expected that and came up with a separate plan, and this one worked."
"No…that's…impossible…you killed yourself…I was there…I saw you…" Sasuke mumbled again
"DIDN"T YOU LISTEN TO ME!" Deidara exploded, much like his art "THAT WASN'T ME THAT EXPLODED THAT WAS CLAY! But since you insist on acting like that I guess I will finish this up, incase you haven't noticed already I am yet another clay replica." He stated removing the his black cloak. He then ripped off the fish net tank top underneath and reaveiled a large tattoo covering most off his chest and surrounding a stitiched up area of his chest. Grinning he began to remove the stitches.
"No!" Sasuke screamed horrified all too knowing what lay ahead.
"Oh, but yes I will yet again go out with a Bang!" Deidara smiled.
"You are monster! Your crazy!"
"Am I? Or just an angry artist? Because you should never insult an artist on his beautiful art. Didn't you know that?!?"
"You are no artist, your just crazy Akatsuki!"
"hmmm, I guess you have no respect for art, any last requests?"
"i…must …kill-"
"SHUT UP FOR ONCE ABOUT YOUR STUPID BROTHER!!! Make you last words something useful!" Deidara frowned slightly annoyed.
"I...have..nothing...that's...all...that...matters..."
"Heh...figures" He grinned before finally removing the last stitch from his chest. A large tongue forced its way out and caused him to puff his chest out. Smiling as the mouth finally calmed down he reached into one of his two clay bags a pulled out a large wad of clay he placed it infront of the large mouth and it ate and nawed at the clay hungrily and his perfect skin began to crack and tear from the chest and continued to the rest of his body.
"Art…IS A BANG!" He screamed at the last minute before an explosion errupted from inside of him.
Deidara, the real Deidara, sat a distance away and watched the massive explosion color the sky yellow, red, and orange. Smiling sickly he created one of his giant clay birds and flew off into the world.