Chapter 23

"Kill me."

The voice of the red-headed puppet rang through his head over and over. Deidara didn't know how to respond. Instead of guilt, he was more shocked. Deidara sighed and untied him. The ropes slide down Sasori's wrist. It made a slight red mark but Sasori couldn't careless. He sat up straight. Free of hand cuffs, blind folds and gags. Sasori stared into Deidara's azure eyes and the dead looking brown eyes taunted him.

"Why wouldn't you kill me already? What's the point of living this hell you're putting me through?" Sasori glared at him. "Brat. Don't you think I suffered enough? Through rumors. Losing at the art contest. Get humiliated. Almost killing myself. Turning myself into a puppet to escape the pain and yet you're still not satisfied?"

"It's your fault, un! It's not my fault, it's your fault, un!" Deidara yelled out of panic and stood up. Throwing a pillow at Sasori who caught it with ease. "I-It's not my fault, it was your fault. All you, un! I didn't do anything, I didn't-"

"You sound like you're trying to convince yourself more than you're trying to convince me. But it's all true. It's right in front of you. Brat. Such a brat." Sasori said, glaring into Deidara's eyes and grabbed his wrist. Pinning him down to the floor and smirked down at the blonde. "What's wrong, brat? You need to go to the hospital or something?"

"I'm not wrong! Had you not rejected me and bullied me like that, this wouldn't have happened, un! So I'm not wrong. It's not my fault, un!" Deidara panted out, biting his lips and struggled against Sasori's hold and shoved him off. Running toward the door before his vision went blank and he felt the ground meet with his eyes.

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(Deidara's POV)

I feel dizzy. My head spins. All I see is blackness.

Where am I?

...

Who's there?

"Deidara?" Who's that? "Get ready to go!" What's happening!? "DEIDARA! I'm leaving you!" No. Don't leave. Whoever you are... "Whatever..."

Suddenly, all I see is red. Why? What's happening?

Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me.

No! Stop! Why are you saying that!? STOP!

"STOP!" I screamed and sat up. The bed sheets fell and Hidan stared at me with a weird look. Patting me on the shoulders and laughed. I stared at him back and looked around me. What was that? "That was a ...dream? Where's Sasori?"

"What the heck are you talking about, Dei-chan!?" Hidan laughed and snickered at me. Throwing a pillow at me and laughed. Shaking his head and laughed again. "Are you still asleep, fuck face? You look terrible, and you're spatting nonsense. Who is this Sasori guy!?"

My eyes went wide. So was that all just a dream? And that Sasori never existed at all?

I chuckled bitterly and grinned. Smirking at my best friend and nodded. "Un. This is all just a dream. Sasori doesn't exist, un. I just had a nightmare. That's all-"

You sound like you're trying to convince yourself.

But this is all true.

It's right in front of you.

Brat.

Such a brat.

I screamed.

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Deidara's eyes snapped open and got up. Panting violently and looked around the room. He was on the floor, right before he reached the door. Sasori was on the bed, reading casually. Deidara woke up covered in a thin layer of sweat. He got up and had to lean on the wall for support. He glanced back at Sasori and tried to go through what he dreamt about in his already stressed mind.

"You're finally awake." Sasori commented. Flipping a page through his book as if nothing happened. Being a puppet did help him not lose control of his emotions.

Deidara gave him a glare and rubbed his stiff neck. "You could've at least helped me up to the bed, un."

"And why would I do that?" Sasori quipped back, not taking his eyes off the book he's reading right now. "You tried to kill me, or at least make me feel like you're trying to kill me. Why would I 'help you', brat?"

The blonde shrugged and sat down on the bed. Laying down and closed his eyes. "I just had a nightmare, un."

Sasori rolled his eyes and flipped another page. "You have mood swings or something? First, you tried to kill me and now you're telling me that you had a nightmare as if I cared at all."

"Just saying." Deidara simply said and shrugged it off. Laying down, closing his eyes again. "And I won't kill you, un."

"I totally believe that." Sasori said doubtfully. "You'd pounce on me as soon as you get the chance to, brat."

"I would, un. But I won't now." Sasori looked over at Deidara and bite his lips. Walking over to Deidara and took a deep breath. "What?"

"What do you want from me? I've already suffered enough. It hurts. You're making this hell for me." Sasori admitted and closed his eyes. The red head bite his lips and looked down. Body shivering like a leaf. "Why the hell won't you leave me alone!? Why the fuck aren't you satisfied!? What in the world do you want from me!?"

Deidara stared at Sasori. He looked down at his own has and formed his fist into a ball. What did I want? Revenge? I already achieved that didn't I? His voice echoed in his head as he got an idea.

"Let's fuck."

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I don't even know what to say. I'm sowwy for not updating in like a month. :c I didn't know what to write and I don't know. Something popped up and I was like. Yeahhhhh that will work. Maybe. Hopefully... Okay... Maybe not but it's gotta end someday. I don't really know what to do with this fanfic anymore.

Anyways...Review?