So this idea came to me yesterday and I just had to make it into a story. I will hopefully have a new chapter up every week or so, even faster if I get reviews! (^o\/) Reviews make me write faster. They really do.
10/14 – The prologue is going to stay the same, since it's the only part I'm happy with. XD
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, the Akatsuki would have taken over the world by now.
Summary: "You killed Sasori, my Danna, my partner, my everything, and you expect me to show you mercy? Think again." Deidara wants revenge on Sakura for killing Sasori. But how far is he willing to go to avenge his Danna?
I stared at the ceiling, the bed I lay on providing no warmth. It was cold. Freezing cold. Especially without my Danna here.
Sasori was dead.
Moonlight shone through the open window, illuminating the broken puppets that would never be fixed by their creator.
Sasori was dead.
I'm nothing but a shell of what I used to be, heartbreak and numbness taking their toll on me. Who am I?
Sasori was dead.
Love wasn't supposed to hurt like this; it was supposed to make your heart soar with joy, to make you smile with happiness, and to make you light-headed with passion.
Sasori was dead.
I tugged at the blonde fringe covering my left eye, trying to distract myself with pain. It wasn't working.
Sasori was dead. Sasori was dead. The same sentence plagued my thoughts like a disease, non-curable and slowly killing me from the inside out. And there was nothing I could do. Absolutely nothing. But… maybe there was something I could do.
I sat up, an almost insane gleam lighting my eyes. Yes… I could avenge his death. That's what I would do. I twirled a kunai knife in my hand. I was going to kill that pink-haired kunoichi who caused me so much pain.
I sealed the vow with blood, not even flinching as I drove the knife through my hand. The carpet was now stained red; and a sound resembling laughter escaped my lips. She was going to pay. Oh, she was going to pay.
I live by my own rules now.
The Deidara everyone knew… was dead.