Whoo! This is a really really really extremely short story. This is almost 'shorter-than-drabble' short. It's about Deidara!
It's like a little spoof of the ending of chapter 358.
Yay Deidara senpai!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! All right belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I am intitled in no way to the rights of Naruto or any company associated with it.
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Nothing More
This Uchiha kid was tough, Deidara was finding this out first hand. It was no wonder really, considering he was the weasel's younger brother. Oh, sorry, Itachi, that's right.
He had mastered the Heaven Seal and killed Orochimaru, and thinking this was easy was Deidara's first mistake. Uchiha's are never an easy prey, if you come to think about it. He didn't even fall upon the mines that Tobi had laid out. In fact, this little bug was getting to be quite annoying. In Deidara's opinion.
But of course, thinking these thoughts cost the artist to lose valuable time in his counterattack and his huge, clay weapon fell form the sky. Sasuke smirked a little and the explosion that followed was mind-blowing. But what the Sharingan missed, as hard as this may be to believe, was the moving body. Deidara pulled himself up on his arms.
"Deidara-senpai!" Tobi squeaked and helped up his senior of the Akatsuki.
Deidara glared through the receding cloud of dirt, dust, and smoke at the Uchiha. Even bruised, and bleeding in multiple places, Deidara was still willing not to back down. Not now. Not ever.
He would not be just a memory.
I refuse to be nothing more than a memory! I will win!
