Hello =] My name is Gabrielle, but you may call me Springroll ^^ I specialize in SasoDei stories, so you may have read Memories of Heaven or Crimson Gates before this... Anyway, this is Dandelions for Deidara, my newest SasoDei story =D The POV switches between Deidara and Sasori every chapter, just so you know... hehe, I guess that's it! ^^ Oh yeah, and please leave me a review when you're done! Thanks, I really really appreciate it =] Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: Naruto is not owned by me. If it was, Sasori would marry Deidara and Sakura would be a duck. xD
Rating: T... just to be safe. Kekekeke -_-
Warning: Minor yaoi... don't like it, don't read. hehe ^^
Enjoy!
Dandelions for Deidara
Chapter One: Dreams of Memories
A dream. Is it a dream? He can't really tell. The sky is a million shades of sapphire, as blue as his sparkling liquid eyes. The sun is an orb of molten gold, so warm and bright. It heats his flaxen hair and touches it to flames. The grass is long and wavy in the fresh summer breeze, and he reaches out his arms so that his fingers brush along the tips of the meadow.
There are flowers. Big, bold sunflowers, delicate, violet forget-me-nots, and of course the white and rose carnations that grace the stems of the long grass. His eyes, though, dart to the light, fluffy spheres of white perched precariously on slender jade stalks.
What were they called again? Lions… Dandelions.
He had always laughed at the name. When he was younger, he had imagined them with big paws and fierce roaring mouths; but of course, that was many years ago. He still loved them, though. They were like… snow, like winter carelessly scattered over the spring and summer, as if someone had left it there and forgotten to pick it up.
Long, slender fingers reach out and pluck a flower gently from its roots, and a wistful breath throws the tiny blossoms from their nest and into the sky.
Make a wish… One, two, three… Goodbye, and good luck.
He sighs happily, and twirls so that his long, golden hair flows out like a lush, brazen river behind him; and patches and puffs of delicate white flitter and dance around him like the first snow of the winter.
High above the clouds, he can hear voices above him. Mommy? Daddy? It seems so far away… Are they calling for him?
"Mommy, I miss you…"
The stem slips unguarded from his slim fingers and he lets himself fall backwards, trusting the soft grass to catch him. He tries to follow the voices as they flutter around, half in the sky, half in his head… He wants to go with them… He misses them…
With a start, he realizes that he is laughing and crying at the same time, and everything is a messy jumble inside him, and he is too tired to figure it all out. It doesn't matter though, because here, no one can see him, or hear him.
"Mommy, I love you."
He opens half-lidded cerulean eyes to gaze at the sky above him. Stars… are they dancing? Dancing like dandelions, his dandelions, so free, so beautiful…
A dream? It seems too perfect to really exist. Yet at the same time, he wants it to go on, forever. Only he can understand himself.
He blinks, and suddenly the world collapses into black.
The radiance of the sun-touched fields spirals into the empty blackness of the shadows that crouch over his bedpost. The night wind is bleak and chilling, and with a slight shiver, he pulls the sheets of his thin, ragged blanket around him.
Gone.
He chances a timid glance at his bedroom window. There is no moon. There are no stars. The silence deafens him. No owls, moths, crickets. Nothing.
Gone. Everything. Gone. Again. It was just a dream.
Gradually his shock fades to fear and loneliness, and he starts to cry. Little sobs mixed in with big ones, until his eyes burn with tears and his whole body is wracked with shivers and pitiful sniffles.
"Please help me…"
His cries are unheard in the bitter oblivion of the darkness, and eventually his sobs start to soften and his long, dark lashes flutter against his face like broken butterflies.
He tries, with all his will, to remember his dream.
Big, blue sky and a sun that shines so bright. Tall grass and colorful flowers that dance in the wind. The voices of Mommy and Daddy, saying that they miss me and love me. And dandelions. Pretty, pretty, snow-white dandelions. Maybe… maybe someday my wish will come true.
"Goodnight Mommy. Goodnight Daddy. I love you."
Then his sparkling sapphire eyes flicker and close, and a fragile, delicate peace washes over him like millions of snow-white blossoms.
Dandelions.
Dandelions, flying free,
White against a sky so blue.
Make a wish and count to three,
Maybe someday it'll come true…
End of Chapter One
Heehee, did you like it? This was sooo much fun to write ^^ Well that's it for Chapter One =] Please leave a review... 3+ reviews= new chapter!!! Thanks everyone! Baibaiiii ^______^
~Gabrielle (Springroll ^^)