Concrete Angel

"Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday"

Rivulets of rain were slipping down the window by the time I got out of school, Deidara's words still rang in my mind, confusing me and taking what little concentration I had away from school.

"You aren't as good at pretending as you think you are…"

Sighing, I grabbed my bag from my locker and stepped out into the pouring rain, shuddering at the chill and wet, I dash across the street and run home intent on getting home quickly as I could. 'Stupid rain, I'm gonna be drenched by the time I get home!' It took about ten minutes of running in the rain I got home. The door was unlocked so I just dashed inside and ran to the bathroom to get a towel and dry off. After changing and drying off, I started to notice how quiet the house was. Silence reigned except for a steady drip coming from the kitchen and hallway leading to it.

Drip…drip…drip…

The damn dripping was starting to give me a headache. Suddenly, all thoughts fled from my mind as I came to the hallway, I nearly fainted at the strong stench. Crimson coated the hallway, a gruesome scene of death and destruction. A vase lay shattered on the ground. Terrified, I ran into the kitchen…

Normal POV

A bloodcurdling scream ripped apart the silent serenity of the house. Sasori lay crumpled on the floor shaking from the shock of the sight I front of him. Blood lay thickly on the once white tiles, and in the center of it bleeding and dead, lay the still form of Yukio, Sasori's youngest older brother. Blank eyes stared off into the distance, blood still trickling slowly from his mouth and numerous wounds on his body.

Sasori slowly stood up and shakily made his way up to his sister's room; upon arriving there he fell down sobbing.

Sasori's POV

My mind was blank, who could have done this? Who would do this? Looking up I saw Ichiro crying softly into Kimi's chest.

"What happened?" I cry out, crawling over I reached out to my sister, she shrunk away from my touch and glared at me like I had killed Yukio, "What's the matter? Who killed Yukio?" I was becoming anxious, Kimi was scaring me by looking at me like I was a devil incarnate.

"Shut up!" Her acid tone made me flinch back, "You act like you're sooo innocent! If you had never been born this would've never happened!"

Confused, I open my mouth to question her words but she cuts me off sharply, "You killed mom! If mom weren't daddy would never have…never have…" she breaks off sobbing softly, I reach out to comfort her but she slaps my hand away and stands up with Ichiro.

"We're leaving, Itachi has offered us a place to stay." She sounds so final and…cruel; I almost forget to breathe as fear grips me.

"So…we can leave this place behind us?" I ask, scared and hopeful, she doesn't sound like she means me as well.

"No, fool! I'm taking Ichiro and leaving, I don't care what happens to you! Rot in hell for all I care! Now MOVE! We're leaving!" I stumble up and reach out to grab her, but she backhands me soundly across the cheek, I could feel bruise almost immediately after impact.

"Sasori, if you listen to nothing else I say today, listen to this… I hate you." Such a simple statement yet it sends my mind reeling, "I've always hated you, since the day you took mom from us and in the process dad, I wish it had been you on the kitchen floor instead of Yukio! I wish you had come home first so that I could have taken care of all my problems in one go!" By this time I had fallen back on the ground and I was crying quietly while I watched her go.

"Kimi! No…no…n-" a resonating slap sent everything back to its original silent state.

"I hate you. Don't try to follow us. Goodbye." And with that my older sister and brother left, never to return again. Leaving me to my own doom, which was now fast approaching.

Crumpling down into a heap I cried myself to sleep on the floor of my elder sister's room, all the while mumbling "no".

'You aren't as good at pretending as you think you are'

(A/N: Sorry for the mega slow updates! I was busy with school and then my story got stolen so… oh well, I've got it up now! Yay! I'm sorry to all the readers of the stories I put on hiatus, I wasn't getting enough reviews so, yeah. I hope this chapter wasn't too confusing, if you're confused on any of the parts, see a mistake or would like to request something e-mail me, I'll be very happy! R&R!)

(Update! I am sooooooooo sorry! I completly mixed up Deidara nd Sasori! This whole thing was supposed to be from Sasori's POV not Deidara's! Deidara will have a bigger part in the next one! Thank you morbid fantasia for informing me!)

(first, No update till I'm got at least 7 reviews

Morbid Fantsia: thank you so much for pointing that out, I would have never noticed!

crazy Yaoi fangirl: I'm sorry I had to do that((actually I'm not)) and I'm sorry I mixed up Deidara and Sasori! Deidara angst will come soon!

akatsuki-NIN-itachi: I'm sorry I mixed the two up, thank you for reviewing!

Necury: Thank you! I will torture Deidara later, you I never noticed it but your right! They are a lot alike! haha! Maybe I should put Gaara in here!