-1I don't own the proper nouns. TTTT
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He stared at the charred ground. Dark clouds hung solemnly over the now-barren terrain. Icy rain fell down to the earth roughly. Remnants of scorched forestry were strewed across the land while small fires burnt the remaining foliage.
The boy walked unsteadily down into the middle of the crater. He felt his body grow heavy and his legs weaken. He dropped to his knees, shaking violently. He turned his somber stared up to the dark sky.
The rain came down harder, splattering on the boy's unmasked face. Blood ran out of his mouth and down his chin, dripping down his jaw line. The same blood ran down his limp hands. His Akatsuki coat was ripped and torn to shreds nearly, so he let it slide down his arms to the ground around him.
Tobi looked at the smoldering scorch mark in front of him as the small glowing embers surrounding it slowly disappeared, one by one. He ran a bloody hand over it and thought of the artist.
Sorry, Tobi…
He still couldn't believe that the artist was gone. He was actually gone. For good.
Now he was alone.
A truly deadly poison flowed through his veins as cold tears formed at the edges of his eyes. They ran down the boy's cheeks and dripped onto his lap. His single, glazed-over ruby eye became blurry with uncontrollably forming tears. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He slammed his fists on the muddy ground and sobbed harder then he had ever before. He dug his fingers under the dirt and scraped it up into his fists. Then he threw his head back and screamed up at the sky.
He was wounded worse than he ever was before. He felt the agonizing pain stab at him like a thousand swords.
Why did he have to go?
He gripped the fabric of his shirt that was in front of his heart and wept hysterically. He felt himself breaking down.
Why didn't I die?
He could still see Deidara's image. He wanted it to be real.
Why couldn't of I died too?
He could still hear Deidara's voice. He wanted it to be there.
He's gone forever now.
So many things were left unsaid. So many things were left undone.
My partner…
He didn't think he could take all this pain.
My best friend…
It continued to stab his heart ruthlessly.
My love…
The clouds rained down their mournful droplets of icy water even harder, as if they were crying with the boy.
I let him down. I let him die.
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Okay, so, there you have it. Everyone was writing stories about Deidara's death and how Tobi reacted to it, so I thought I should add to the fan fiction part of Dei's memorial grave. Maybe next I'll add to the fan art part of it…
But yeah I reacted the same you all did. I was sad that he died and all, and now I hate Sasuke even more so than I did before he drove Dei to his death.
WOOT IS IT REVIEWZ TIME NOW PLEZ?