sighhhhhhhhhh... i'm not emo enough to continue this story... T.T I can't feel any angsty at the moment...
Never forgive, Never forget
Chapter Four
The wind blew on Deidara's face; he could feel those wounds stung as the cruel air scratched his blood...
Nowhere to turn...
Konoha? No... Itachi had enough to cope with...
Where to go...
Deidara rubbed his eyes, to his own surprise, his left vision was blurry... he looked at this blurred world, the colours mixed together... what is there left for me?
Aimless.
Don't know how long he flew for... at last, he was exhausted and the bird crashed down into the trees. But the blonde felt no pain.
His eyes still staring blandly to the sky, which was equally blue as those expressionless eyes.
-...
What next?
He fell asleep, not bothering to care anymore... not bothering to worry anymore...
Another day...
Another night...
Hunger and despair overwhelmed him, but there was a small part of him still tried to cling to life. To this life without anything left.
A bird chirped.
Deidara struggled to open his eyes again as a tiny little bird landed on his chest.
Chirp.
"Hi..." He murmured.
The bird tilted its head, examining his new 'friend'.
Deidara reached to it, but it flapped its wings and left in a breeze of wind.
It was starting to hurt. Those scratches he got from falling, the way his stomach is burning... He started to feel frightened; frightened of death, even though just a while ago he felt like he'd gladly die at any moment.
Even when there's no hope, he still wanted to live... just for the sake of living.
Why am I so desperate? Deidara lied there, gasping for air as his world slowly darkened. His life was just a blank page that never actually begun.
I must live...
-...
Revenge...
When the blonde woke up, a not so familiar face came into his vision. The woman smiled at him.
"You are finally awake." She said, gently helping him to sit up and handed him a warm bowl of soup.
Deidara looked at her with confusion. Why is she helping me?
She was still smiling... Deidara stared at her.
A thought suddenly came across his mind that he wished the woman was his mother. He'd do anything for that warm smile... that one smile filled his heart with the motherly love he had long for.
"I'm... um... sorry... hm..." He stuttered... uh's and hm's mixed in his sentence, just like how he talked to Itachi. It was so hard to talk to someone who didn't reject him.
"Why are you sorry?" She laughed, tiny friendly wrinkles appeared at the corner of her eyes as she patting him on the head, "get well soon."
With that, she left.
"Yuzuki-san!" He laughed, "Look at what I made for you!"
"This is amazing, Deidara-kun!" She took the clay bird and examined it carefully, "It's a Sparrow, isn't it?"
"No... it's a Chaffinch!"
"Chaffinch?"
"I read it in one of those books you gave me..." He scratched his head, a big grin on his face.
"That's wonderful!"
On the tables in their shabby house, there were hundreds of tiny clay birds which Deidara had made for her... each of them, she received them with a warm smile... just for that warm smile, Deidara made more and more birds endlessly.
Yuzuki never minded those mouths on his hands... in fact, she was fascinated by them, and encouraged him to discover his hidden powers.
Those everydays were fun and loving... Days when he had forgotten revenge... for what is there for him to revenge? He now have everything he longed for, everything Haru had that he longed for...
"Yuzuki-san..." He asked when she had finished the bed-time story, "if your son is still alive, would you still love me?"
She hugged him, paused... "I don't know."
Deidara wasn't disappointed. In some way, he was glad that she didn't try to lie to him like what his mother did. Closing his eyes, he waited for tomorrow... what should I make for her next? Maybe I could make butterflies instead of birds, she'll be so surprised! Smiling to himself, he fell asleep.
"Dei-kun! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Yuzuki shouted when he woke up.
"Huh?"
"You never told me your birthday, but today is the anniversary to the first time we met in that forest." She rubbed his face with affection. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small item.
"Huh?" Deidara looked at her.
"This is a scope..." She showed it to him, "I know your left vision had always been slightly blurry, so with this, you should be able to see better..."
The scope didn't fit him very well... but it was his most precious item...