I felt something vibrating in my pants. Looking down at my phone I saw the picture of Ino posing with the peace sign in front of the biggest banana she had ever seen. Out of all the pictures I had of her I liked this best. She looked truly happy and amazed. I folded in our poker game and went outside the room to answer. I heard Itachi saying something about me should start wearing women's underwear. I could hear by the tone of her voice that he had hurted her again. "What's up sweetpeaks?" She wanted to know if I was home. I told her I was just out buying bread and that she could just wait for me at my place. I told the rest that I had to go home. Itachi responded with making whipping sounds, Kisame laughed. Sounded like he was letting out air under the water. I was worried about Ino, but I still needed to stop and buy some bread on my way home.

I found her sleeping on my couch. Her eyes were red and puffy, she had been crying. It hurted me to see her like that. No matter how many times he hurted her she would never learn. Worst was it the time when she came home with a red face. It never happened again, so maybe she had indeed hurted herself. I wasn't sure, maybe I would never know. I started running my hand through her hair, it made her smile. Her hair was so soft and light, so unlike those cheap girls who bleached their hair blond. She was natural, there was nothing fake about her. I lifted her up bridal styling seeing she was lying all crumbled and she would end up being cold. I removed her shoes and jeans before I tucked her in. She must have been really tired. Watching her sleep made me realize that I didn't know all that much about her. I didn't know much about her parents, where she grew up, she didn't like talking about her childhood.

Childhood, I still can't understand that she's going to be a mother. She's so naïve. She doesn't know how the world works yet. She's so innocent and fragile. She started moving around in the bed. Maybe she was having a bad dream. She wasn't smiling anymore. I patted her cheek to see if it would calm her down. "Are you always going to be here for me?" She was awake now, looking down at me. I was sitting on the floor next to the bed. "Nothing can make me leave." She smiled again. "I love you, Deidara, and I always will. More than anyone ever can." There she goes. Every other night she would claim that I was the right one for her. That I was the one she loved the most. She would do so after Sasuke had spent his day breaking her down, but I couldn't do anything. I could just be here and swallow the poison she feed me, and hope at one day her words would be true.

I was in some ways getting tired of it. How long should I have to wait? How long do I have to suffer? Did she even know what she made me feel? "Daida," she said and poked my nose "how long have you been sitting there?" I didn't know so I didn't give her an answer. "I love you," she said again. It hurted so bad. "Then why are you with him and not me?" She needed to think about it. "Because I need him, like you need all the girls you're with." I looked away. What if I didn't love her either, what if I was fooling myself. What if she wasn't worth all this? ""Do you have any pistachio nuts and raspberry sauce? Or maybe some chocolate pudding, but I can't really stand chocolate pudding." There we go, acting like nothing. Some things never change, do they? I was waiting for what she always ended this talk with. Would you ever make me one of those girls?" I told her what I had said so many times before. She could never become one of those girls.

If you don't remember, anything else would surprise me, she first believed his name was Daida. I also wanted to write what Deidara felt about everything so I wrote this from his point of view.