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Sasori stood by what he believed. The butterfly was filth, garbage, trash. It thinks it can do just whatever the hell it wants! It thinks it can walk all over people and everything will be just peachy bloody keen! With a huff, the redhead man, loaded his gun. How dare the Butterfly join the Snake after what he did to the Moth. Why would he just team up with the damn Snake?
Sasuke had said that the Moth, or rather Gaara, and the Butterfly, Naruto, were in love. So why would Naruto do that to Gaara? Dead or not… It was still cruel.
Filthy, filthy Butterfly.
With a scowl, the redhead slammed his car door shut, pulling his duffle bag along with him. So his job was simply to take out the Snake and save Deidara. Sasuke said he'd take care of the new Moth and the Butterfly. He thought, almost happily, that the raven would kill Naruto for betraying Gaara. Sasuke's best friend.
He shook his head, now was not the time to be thinking about things like that. He needed to focus on his mission. He needed to retrieve his blonde roommate.
He licked his dry lips and walked around to the back of the building, aiming his grappling gun. With a grin he pulled the trigger and began scaling the side of the building.
He wondered, what kind of place this was and why Deidara would be here. He didn't take the time to look at the name of the place, he just wanted to get to the blonde… In this weird, almost desperate kind of way.
It was his understanding that the Snake would be with the blonde. He had no idea why he came to that conclusion, but he did. And it made him extremely anxious for no particular reason. He couldn't explain his feelings and he really didn't have the time to sort it out. It was ten o' clock and time to get to work. Sasori had no idea where he would find the Snake so he figured he's simple walk right in. Though he preferred the back, so that nobody would notice his entrance.
With that mindset, Sasori clutched the strap of his duffle bag, licked his dry lips, and opened the roof door. Loud music hit his ears and he frowned, curiosity peeked. He took each step slowly, brows furrowed. Finally, he believed, he'd reached the bottom floor just as his black cell phone vibrated. His hand shot down to pull it out of his pocket.
"Red Scorpion." He said, wondering just what in the hell the call could be about because he was in the middle of a job.
"Exit that door, take an immediate left, walk until you reach a black door. He's in there." Then the line went dead.
Sasori stared at his phone. That wasn't Sasuke's voice. Could it be a trap? Perhaps Sasuke was taken down and the New Moth, or Naruto called. Well… What other choice did he have? Just wander around with a gun and hope the Snake came to him?
This was his best bet. Even if it was a trap, he could handle himself, he knew. Putting his faith in Sasuke, the redhead opened the door and stormed to the left, taking no note of the sultry men prancing around on poles and the women and men in the audience howling with joy.
Sasori found the door and pressed his ear to it.
"Ah… Good little Inbred." A sickeningly sweet voice cooed. Sasori felt his stomach twist at the sound. Inbred…? Wasn't that what Sasuke had said Deidara's code name was?
The redhead focused to hear more.
"See? This is all you're good for. Taking orders. You're mine. You belong to- Ah!" The voice moaned loudly and Sasori's eyes widened in anger. What the hell was going on? He felt his short fuse go out and he pulled the gun from his bag, slipping a second into his belt, behind his back.
The redhead took a few steps back and leapt forward, kicking the door open. It slammed against the wall, and Sasori held out his hand to protect himself from backlash. The Snake was facing the doorway and he grinned maliciously. Sasori tilted his head to the left.
"Oh, pet? I believe we have a guest. Care to take care oh him?" Deidara pulled the man's member from his mouth, and still not facing the door, pulled the gun from his back, spun, and pulled the trigger. Without ever seeing the man's face.
The redhead, already jumping into action, as soon as he'd seen the blonde, woman he assumed, take her mouth away from the Snake's cock, he'd moved to the other side of the room. The blonde glared and turned, looking for the intruder.
Sasori's mouth fell wide open. That was… That was Deidara. That was his Deidara this filthy Snake was talking down to. That was his Deidara who had his mouth on his man's dick in his mouth. That was his Deidara with tears running down his cheeks, eyes voice of emotion. That was his Deidara this Snake had scarred. That was his Deidara.
The sight before him made bile rise in his throat and his rage became uncontrollable.
But it was a wild, crazy angry. No. It was the truly scary mad. Where the angered person stood perfectly still, expressionless, and completely calm. He didn't move a muscle.
"Down, brat." Was all he said. Deidara immediately recognized his voice and his eyes came back to life and his mouth fell open.
"Shoot this man!" The Snake yelled, confused at why the blonde had this sort of reaction. Confused as to why his Moth hadn't come in yet. Was he slacking?
Deidara shook his head, trembling. Why was Sasori here? Why did he have a gun?
The redhead thought back to when he'd first met the blonde and he still had his own apartment. He thought back to when he'd vowed to get revenge on the man. To destroy him. But now, after seeing this, seeing that look, he wanted nothing more than to save him. In fact, every cell in his being was compelling him to protect Deidara.
The redhead took three strong steps forward and put the barrel of his gun to Orochimaru's head.
"Listen and listen good, vermin," he spat, in the most heinous voice he knew, "you've wronged him, you've wronged Gaara, you've wronged Sasuke and probably many others. But none of that matters. Know why? Because you've wronged me. That boy is my property. You mistreated him and now it's my problem."
He grinned viciously.
"I've been ordered to kill you, but don't misunderstand. That's no where near the real reason as to why I'm going to pull this trigger. It's not because you deserve it. I'm not some righteous vigilante set out to do good in the world where police don't dare to step. It's not because of some vendetta I now have against you for crossing Gaara and Itachi. Not at all. See, it's just because…"
Sasori bent down to whisper into the Snakes ear. The pale man's golden eyes widened and he started shaking. The redhead straightened and pulled the trigger. Zero hesitation. Blood and gray matter splattered on the floor and the wall opposite Sasori. The corpse slumped forward and fell to the floor. Deidara stared at the body.
Sasori watched him closely, carefully, to gauge his reaction. He was clearly a trained killer so seeing a dead body shouldn't shock him. The blonde's eyes changed. They brightened, somehow became more… innocent.
And then he did it. He began laughing. Sasori stared at him for a moment before chuckling lightly. He shook his head and grabbed the blonde, leaving the room and shutting the door behind them. He, of course, had a silencer on his gun, as any proper assassin would, and the loud music covered the rest of the commotion. So they had nothing to worry about for the time being.
The walked out and Sasori looked to Deidara.
"A strip club? Really, brat?" He teased. The blonde smiled, looking incredibly relieved. He knew things weren't okay, he knew he still needed to be nervous, he knew things weren't over, but, for now, he could relax. Because that man was dead. Gone. Finally.
"Shit!" A familiar voice rang out. Sasori turned to see a pissed of Sasuke standing there with a bespectacled man beside him, breathing heavily. "You're suppose to be dead!" He ground out.
"What?" Sasori asked, confused.
"Why didn't Orochi have Deidara kill you?" He spat. The blonde's eyes widened.
"Sasuke! Where have you been?" He asked, recognizing the man. "You haven't shown up for work in weeks!" He said.
The redhead eye's widened and things suddenly clicked. No wonder that story sounded so very unbelievable. It wasn't true…
"Sasuke!" A new voice screamed, the raven spun to glare at his former best friend and current arch enemy.
"Naruto…" He smirked.
Sasori bit his lip. No. This was suppose to be over. Suppose to be done with. But now things had to get complicated.
Sasori whipped out his gun and pointed it at Sasuke. It's what his instinct told him to do. Sasuke was working for Orochimaru all along…
The man with the glasses and silver hair pulled out his own and aimed it at Sasori. Deidara's protective instinct kicked in and he aimed his own at the man.
Sasuke finally took notice and took his own at to target Deidara when Naruto glared and snarled, pointing his at Sasuke.
"Don't shoot!" A man from far away yelled. "If any of you shoot, nobody wins." It warned.
Sasuke wavered.
"What's going on?" Deidara whispered to Sasori. The redhead bit his lip in thought. What could all this mean? Why was he tied up in it? By extension, why Deidara?
"Thing's are about to get complicated." The redhead offered, taking a small step to the left, blocking part of Deidara's body.
"Sasuke… Why?" The new man asked. "After everything I gave you. Was power truly so important? Important enough to slaughter your own flesh and blood?" The redhead asked. Sasuke snarled.
"Of course it was. This man needs to die!" The raven yelled, pointing at Sasori. The redhead blinked.
"What, un?" Demanded Deidara. He was… He was going to… He was going to take my position." The raven said carefully. "I couldn't be usurped like that! I just couldn't! I was number one, and this… this trash was going to outdo me?"
"No!" The short redhead said dully. "He wasn't going to."
"I'm lost…" Sasori mumbled.
"You were going to what, un?"
"Hell if I know…" The redhead said, keeping his hands steadily locked on Sasuke.
"I can see you're confused Sasori…" The short male stepped forward from the shadows, revealing his light sea foam green eyes, fiery red hair, and deep maroon tattoo on his forehead. "My name is Gaara. I was your mentor. Didn't you ever wonder why you were such a good shot from day one? Why we would recruit you at all?"
Sasori shook his head no.
"Muscle memory. You were trained by me for three years… You were the best… You were going to be the leader. Until the… incident."
"Incident?"
"You were in a car crash. You had a serious concussion and.. Frontal lobe damage." The redhead looked down, saddened. "You lost your memory of the last three and a half years. The doctor said that when you woke up, you were so shocked from the reality of losing that much time, you refused. Imagining your own memories. Filling in the blanks…"
"Now is not the time for this!" Naruto yelled.
"No shit!" Sasuke yelled.
"But… What about the whole story with Gaara and Naruto and Itachi?"
"Fabrications to get you to do what he wanted." Gaara supplied. The redhead shook his head. No that wasn't it… That couldn't have been it.
"No." He voiced. "If he'd just given me the order to kill Orochimaru, I would've done it without question, there was no need for that story!" He insisted. Perhaps… It was guilt that drove him to tell that story? Maybe that's what he wished had happened… Was he really in love with Itachi? But Gaara had said that Sasuke killed him for power…
Could it be…?
"Orochimaru wanted Sasuke… so he promised him power if he killed his brother. His one true love… That way he would be his… So he did. For power because he was afraid. He was terrified that we would be deemed weaker than the rest. We didn't like that…" Naurto whispered in a broken voice. "So we exiled them… The rest you know I think."
Sasori raised an eyebrow. That was so simple… Why did things get so complicated? The redhead looked down. So Sasuke wanted him dead? Was it possible… Did he blame Sasori for his brothers death?
Well then, he knew exactly what he had to do. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the gun was shot from his hand, Gaara glaring at him furiously.
"I said not to shoot!" He screamed, but it was too late. The domino had been knocked. Naruto shot at Sasuke, but merely nicked his bicep. The raven shot at Sasori, but missed entirely as he shot his gun the exact moment he was shot, throwing his aim off.
The silver haired man narrowed his eyes and shot at Deidara. The man smirked and licked his lips. How dare the blonde not protect Orochimaru! Deidara, panicked and shot his own gun, but the bullet went astray just like Sasuke's and hit no one.
Sasori, in a fierce moment of panic, leapt in front of Deidara, the bullet hitting him instead of his beloved blonde.
That's right. Beloved. He'd somehow managed to gain feelings for the brat. The redhead laid on the floor, in a daze, eyes blurry.
"Dammit… This hurts…" He laughed humorlessly. He heard some sort of scream and another bullter being fired before everything was silent and he felt warm arms wrap around him.
"Danna… No! No! I just got you, un!"
"Heh… Quit yelling, brat… You've always been so loud…" He wheezed. "I killed him because I love you y'know… You little brat… Making me love you…" He shook his head and leaned into the blonde's warmth, feeling tears sprinkle his face.
"No! No… Danna! No, un! … Please live!" Deidara begged. The blonde felt the redhead slipping from his grasp due to all the blood. He's been shot in the chest, he was dying.
Everybody watched silently, none daring to move. The two bodies laying on the ground before them was enough. Deidara's cries cutting through their ears like blades.
"Danna!"
I'm so sorry for the SUPER late update! First, my computer crashed, then I had finals and it was just this BIG thing! But now finally things are up and running agian!I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sounds Like the Beginning probably only has one more to go! Yes! The other person who was shot in the parking lot will be revealed next chapter! As this one was Sasori's view and he couldn't very well tell who it was!
Please review! -Lunar