AN: So I'm sort of over hauling the format of this fanfic, since it's one of my pet peeves –randomness of form that is, if there's such a thing. Okay so yeah. That's it.
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Pilot and Passenger
In a place where time and space doesn't matter, where pain and suffering doesn't exist, where killing and blood isn't needed and where love and happiness lasts forever is the only place two star crossed lovers can ever be together.
It sucks to be in the other side, when all you want is to jump to the other side, grab the person and live happily ever after.
They never expected this (Not in a million years she said) but Fate tend to be a real bitch sometimes. They never expected nor wanted to fall, because they never knew if the person will catch them or even try to.
'Falling in love is like falling from the sky, its fun, exciting… that is until you hit the ground with no one to catch you' he said once while sitting at the top of his white bird
It was one of those times when they accidentally meet during each others missions. Accidentally because nobody wanted to admit anything.
Sakura doesn't want to admit that she hopes and Deidara doesn't want to admit that he wishes.
'Why have you fallen before?' (Have you been in love before?) She asked perching on the branch of the highest tree beside him.
He didn't answer, that must've been the time when he was falling already. After a few moments of silence just watching the sun set over the horizon, admiring the hues of orange, yellow and red painted on the sky, both of them are falling.
And Deidara knew that time that he wasn't that great of a pilot like he thought, because what kind of pilot falls from his own plane?
POST NOTES: The first ever DeiSaku drabble I've ever written. I haven't altered the story line, don't worry, just a bit correcting of grammar mistakes.