Play out your life
Yay thank foreverloved so here I go I'm in a writing mood.
Deidara stands in front of the class, they stare and stare back at him. His eye is covered, but the rush of fear has it dyed a deep red. The teacher sends Dei to the nurse in a panic, grabbing a slim arm and handing it to an older student.
It's all a dream, swimming colors everywhere, and Sasori's bright laughter echoing in his head.
Dark, so dark the older kid worries at his teeth with his lips and silently whispers another's forgin name:'Sasuke', he's panicking on the inside wondering if the child's hurting like the pale one clinging to his arm right now, it's enough to make him bite through his lip and send a small trickle of blood down his little chin.
The nurse looks at them, her dark drainingly blue eyes weeping sadness. She looks longingly at the children for a moment too long and tries to hold back her tears as her heart constricts for a moment.
Sasuke is screaming saying hurtful words, but Itachi just stands there, later they'll both yell, and further on they'll scratch, and by the time they're twelve each will find a gun.
Deidara watches as she gets more gauze and fixes more badages for his eye.
Itachi stands still as he can until the blood splatter on the floor catches his hand.
"Poor Tutu" says lovely Orochimaru on the phone, "being around so many children" while her own baby is buried in the ground, alone with his father.
Sasori does bad things when he's alone, the canerys that live next door are long dead, but he still puts paper in their cage. The small woman works as long as she can't, when the kid next door waits for his drunk father, he takes away the key: the man keeps the small woman awake with his yelling.
Itachi is still trying to get it to stop, but suddenly he cries, it overpowers him; he can't keep them in.
The pale blond woman just badages Deidara's arm and hugs them: too much has happened so far.
But just how long will they stay with her too?