A.N: Ahhhh! I've been so bad to you guys! Here's the next chapter. So sorry for the long wait.

Chapter Ten: Angel

I sat on the sofa lazily with a large chug of chocolate in my lap. The thing had been full when I started just to let you know. Anyway I found a cheesy romantic comedy on HBO and I was spitefully cursing the lucky actress for getting the hot lovable guy so easily. That was pure bull shit if I'd ever seen such perfect shit.

Life wasn't all cherries and cream, not even my love life. Why must everything be so damn hard all the time? I took a big spoon full of ice cream and shoved it in my mouth. I glared at the actress as she kissed her new lover. Bah stupid writers could never get anything right.

I glanced at the door as I heard it creak open but I quickly looked back to my sappy movie. I didn't want to look at him. He came over and I cringed expecting him to hit me, like I said before I feared Deidara almost as much as I loved him. But he didn't do anything to me he didn't even touch me. He just sat down on the other end of the couch.

"What happened un?" he asked and I looked at him. I couldn't see his eyes thanks to those damned bangs of his.

"What?" I asked my shoulders tensioning up. He tilted his head to the side just a little so I could see the rim of his right eye but it was to dark to check what color.

"The movie un," he said flatly the smell of cigarettes and liquor radiating of him. I wanted to tell him to go take a bath but I stayed silent fearing him in his drunken state. I took another spoonful of ice cream before answering him.

"Just a sappy boy meets girl comedy," I said watching him in the corner of my eye. He tilted his head back to the TV and became engulfed by it. It was rather amazing how into a movie, show, or news cast he could get into. Sometimes I would have to call him names ten times before he would look away from some cooking show. It was rather odd really.

He didn't move and neither did I for about twenty five minutes. I was almost counting the seconds in my head. I put down my 'depression feeder' (ice cream) onto the small coffee table and looked at him. I pressed my brows together annoyed.

"Deidara," I called in a low voice. His head twitched just enough to make me grin. He was just as antsy I was.

"What?" he asked coldly catching me off guard. He looked at me and his eyes were silvery with a powerful white hot emotion. I leaned back a bit studying his face and body, his shoulders were tensed and his jaw line hard, the silver eyes narrowed and his hair seemed a bit wild a few strands draping over his left eye. He looked like one of the rebellious angels' right after the ending of there war with God.

"We can't do this forever," I murmured and his eyes softened just a little but the dangerous aura still drifted in the air around us. "They'll figure it out and then they'll kill you."

"Like they could catch me yeah," Deidara replied with an indifferent shrug.

"I'm scared," I said in a stronger voice "I'm afraid of you and for you. I can't stand the thought of seeing you die!" I didn't mean to yell but over the past few hours a lot of things have happened. So many things had crammed into my brain I wasn't even sure who I truly loved anymore. "I don't even know you. All I know about you is your name and whatever is written on your files. Who are you Deidara?"

The blond just looked back at me surprised. His eyes were a bit wide and his lips parted just a bit. I couldn't tell what he was thinking; his eyebrows were raised in a way that said amusement, his eyes were silver with annoyance but wide with shock, and his lips were in awe.

"Hmm," he looked away "I'm Iwa No Deidara of the Akatsuki of course. Hmm I have blond hair and blue eyes. I'm twenty seven and at the moment I'm kind of smashed. How's that un? " he looked back at me his brows pressed together. I got the tip. Sure we both loved each other a lot but it was dangerous to talk about our pasts since you know were still enemies. "Another time another place hmm," Deidara reassured me.

"Sure," I said crossing my arms. "How is this going to work?"

"I don't know un," he said "but I'll figure it out hmm I'm not as dim as some take me for."

"You've turned me into a monster Deidara-kun," I sighed with a humorless smile.

"Have I hmm?"

"Well yes in a way," I said looking at him and smiling "but you saved my life."

"I have to stop with this good guy shit hum," Deidara sighed "I'm losing all my reputation points!"

We spent the next two hours watching cheesy movies but ended up falling asleep on the sofa as 'The Devil Wears Parade' was near its end.

I found myself lying on Deidara's chest both of us clothed for all you pervert's information. I sat up and joggled my hair sleepily looking around the room. It was light out and I was wondering what time it was when Deidara mumbled in his sleep. He seemed to do that a lot it was rather entertaining really.

His breathing was deep and slow and his face again reminded me of an angel. A much more peaceful one then the night before though.

"Sa-ku-ra," he grumbled still in a dream.

"Yea" I asked to see what he's say next.

"Hmm Love yah," with that he rolled over and his face was masked by a river of golden hair.