Disclaimer: Naruto and all its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Author's note: Ugh…this chapter took FOREVER! I'm so sorry! TT TT Usually I'm a lot faster in the summer since I don't have to focus on school! But my summer job is KILLING me! Maybe I should just quit…sniff Anyways! Enjoy!
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"You honestly think you're good enough for him? Can you really give him everything he wants? Can you actually satisfy all his needs"
"No…I can't…and I know that."
"Hmm…that's right. You can't."
" B-but, you don't understand!He doesn't---!"
So know your place, you damn brat! Don't act all high and mighty like you own the place! The Arahashi's don't even need you! I should kill you right now! I should! I SHOULD!! AND I WILL!!! DON'T PUSH YOUR LUCK, YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!
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"DEIDARA!!" Kii shot up from her pillow, panting heavily and dripping with sweat. She looked to her side: he wasn't there. There were only messy sheets and a single strand of his blond hair on the pillow next to her.
When she finally caught her breath, Arahashi Kirara climbed out of bed and walked into the bathroom attached to the room she shared with Deidara. She stalked through the door, only half awake.
There was a lit candle in the bathroom, sitting in the corner of the marble sink counter. It gave off little light, but what it did provide, Kii used to her advantage.
She stood in front of the large mirror and rubbed her eyes open, instantly noticing that her maroon hair was all ruffled and fuzzy. She sighed. 'No use running a brush through it now.'
Kii turned the sink faucet slightly and a little water trickled out. She cupped her hands together and let a small puddle form within them. Raising the water to her face, Kii splashed herself with the cold, refreshing liquid. She blindly grabbed the towel to her right and buried her face in it.
As soon as she lifted head up, she heard the bedroom door slide open. 'Deidara?' Kii left the towel in a messy heap on the counter and ran through the doorway.
Sure enough, the familiar outline of Deidara's figure stood in the bedroom doorway. He walked towards Kii slowly. She smiled happily in the utter darkness and met him half way.
He unexpectedly took her wrists in a bone-crushing grip and slammed her up against a wall. She flinched at the sudden contact her spine made with the hard wood.
"Eh, D-Deidara? A-are you okay?" She asked, shaking from the fresh pain in her back.
He kneed her in the lower ribs, causing her to cough up a bit of blood. Then pushed her in further, while biting cruelly at her neck, instantly drawing a ton of blood to the surface. She coughed harshly, more blood coming up with every breath she took. "D-Deidara? What's wrong?"
He hastily sucked up the blood that was now pouring down between her breasts. Viscously tearing off the white wrap that covered her chest, he then shoved his rock hard erection between her legs. She coughed again and kept asking him what he thought he was doing. None of the times did he answer.
"Ahnnn…D-Deidara…that hurts…!!" Kii asked for him to stop, but he continued with his brute actions.
He kissed her violently, choking her with a strong hold on her neck. She coughed up more blood into his mouth, which he in turn swallowed.
Kii pulled away from him and struggled to break free, but he only crushed her wrists harder. She shrieked in pain and woke the man next door: Kisame.
"Aaaagh!! Deidara stop, PLEASE!!" She begged him to seize his treacherous actions, once again did he not listen.
The shark man darted through door, trespassing without care. "Kii! What the hell's going on here!? Keep it down; I'm trying to get some slee---!" He cut himself short at the sight of Kii's situation.
She coughed repeatedly, telling Kisame that she needed his help.
His sharp eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room and settled their gaze on a shadowy figure. "Deidara!! What the fuck do you think you're doing!?!" Kisame jutted towards him and broke his bone-crushing grip on Kii's wrists and neck. She instantly fell to the ground and coughed like a sick dog. Crimson blood spilled out of her mouth with every hack.
Kisame called to his injured companion while wrestling Deidara on the floor, getting him pinned down under his weight. "Kii! Are you alright!?!" She couldn't find the will in her to reply.
Kisame slammed Deidara underneath him. "Dammit, Deidara! What the hell is wrong with you!?!"
The commotion also managed to wake up Itachi and Akira, who came rushing in at that second. "K-Kii-oneechan!"
Akira instantly dashed over to her sister's side and shared her chakra with her, healing some of her internal wounds. Kii was able to seize her coughing, however, she could not stop tears from overflowing. Akira tried comforting her, but it didn't seem to have any effect.
Itachi had hastily moved to his partner's side, holding down Deidara's arms, and Kisame his legs. He struggled furiously under the two shinobi's strength, but didn't seem to get anywhere.
Itachi activated his Mangenkyou and studied Deidara's features carefully, realizing his fatal situation. "He's under a ninjutsu that allows the user to have almost complete control over the victim. It reeks of Leader's work," he stated with little emotion in his voice.
Kisame stared Itachi in his blood red eyes. "What?! This is Leader's doing?! No way!! Why the hell would he---!?!"
Kisame cut his words short as he noticed that Deidara had stopped struggling beneath him. He and Itachi looked down to see what had come over their comrade to make him stop.
Kii was lying on top of Deidara's bare chest, her arms folded and her head set in them. Her body shook, indicating that she was crying.
Itachi and Kisame reluctantly let go of Deidara as he slowly sat up. He placed his arms over Kii and held her to his warm chest, his chin resting on the top of her head. Kii gradually stopped her shaking and fell back asleep in Deidara's arms. He stroked her hair lovingly as her breathing got softer.
Itachi stood back up and gestured for Akira to follow him out of the room. She did so hesitantly, taking one last worried glance at her oneechan. She then caught up to Itachi as he slid his left hand around her waist protectively.
However, Kisame stayed behind, curious to find out what had broken the ninjutsu on Deidara. He guessed that Itachi probably already knew exactly what had happened, but hadn't found the need to share it.
He turned his focus back on the blond and the sleeping demon in his arms. "Deidara? What happened to you? It was so weird. You just started---" He was once again cut short by Deidara.
"I know what I did," he said quietly. "I just wish I hadn't done it." That said, he picked up Kii bridal style and placed her back on the comfortable bed. She, still being top-less, shivered in the autumn coolness of the room. Deidara covered her with the heavy sheets at glanced back at Kisame, silently telling him to take his leave.
Kisame nodded curtly and stalked towards the doorway with a yawn. "Hey. Make sure you talk to her in the morning," he said with his back turned, and walked out the door.
Deidara sat on the edge of the bed and watched over Kii for a while, stroking her cheek softly. He sighed quietly. 'Damn you to hell, Sasori.'
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Just in case the earlier actions were to repeat themselves as a side effect of the ninjutsu, Deidara thought it best to sleep downstairs tonight, where he could keep away from Kii if it happened again.
Sasori had taken control over his body, he was sure of this. But he was clueless as to why he would do such a thing. Did he hold some sort of grudge towards either of them? Most likely not. But then what on earth was his problem?
Deidara smacked a hand against his forehead. "Dammit. Stop thinking about it! Just tell Kii everything in the morning. She'll be okay."
He pulled a blanket out and lay down on the couch. He lay on his back, his head resting on his folder arms so he could stare up at the ceiling while trying to get to sleep, a unique habit of his since he was a kid.
'…or at least I hope she will.'
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"Deidara-san! Deidara-san! Breakfast is ready! Come get it while it's hot!"
His eyelids opened slowly and his nose caught onto the smell of fresh odango and waffles. Deidara sat up, strangely having to put in more effort than usual. 'Dammit. I'm still feeling the effects from last night.'
"Deidara-san! Come on, hurry up!" It was Akira's voice that had awoke him. She called cheerfully from the kitchen, being somewhat loud for this early in the morning.
Deidara buried his face in his hands and sighed, waking up at his own pace. "I'm coming," he managed to get out.
"Well, come faster!" Akira backfired. "Leader-sama said you had a mission today, is that right?"
Deidara shot awake. "Huh? I do? Since when?!"
Akira looked at him in concern. "W-well, L-Leader-sama just instructed me to remind you of his plans. I'm not sure what is really going on. I-I'm just doing as I am told…sorry." She looked down apologetically.
Deidara rose himself all the way off the couch and walked over to Akira. He placed a hand on her small shoulder. She lifted her head a little. "It's okay, yeah. No biggie."
She lifted her head smiled up at him cutely. "O-okay! H-how about some breakfast?" Her usually stutter in her voice.
He flashed a fake smile back and took a seat at the table next to Hidan, who he hadn't really noticed up until just now. He was drinking black coffee, eyes closed.
"You talk to her yet?" Hidan questioned all of a sudden. Deidara didn't answer. That was his business.
Deidara stared down at the wooden table, contemplating all of the thoughts going on in his head right now. 'What mission? Leader hasn't told me to do jack! Why the hell would he plan something so suddenly?! Dammit, that's annoying as hell!'
"---eidara! Deidara! Ohaayo!" He looked up at the sound of his name, eyes wide. "Eh? Kii?!"
She came rushing down the stairs happily, her maroon hair wet from a shower. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you, Deidara! What's for breakfast?" She instantly lost focus on what she had came downstairs for in the first place.
Deidara could only just stare at her in awe. She was acting as if last night's events never took place. She seemed to have no memory of what he had done to her. She didn't even have any bruises. "Kii…?"
She took a seat next to him at the table and broke the pair of chopsticks in front of her. "Oh, boy! Waffles! My favorite! Itadakimasu!" She once again dug in with her horrible eating manners, gorging herself to the bone.
Deidara just watched her in shock. 'What the hell? Doesn't she remember anything?! That's impossible! It's like her memories were erased! But, by who?!"
He glanced over at Akira, standing in front of the oven with her favorite apron on. A soft purple color with tiny frills on the edges. She stood there humming a little turn to herself, happily.
Akira has the ability to erase memories.
Kii's eating slowed down and then stopped all together. "Please excuse me. Bathroom. My stomach is killing me today," Kii got up and left in a hurry towards the nearest restroom.
Deidara watched her stalk off with nothing but pain on his mind.
'I want to live with all of my memories. Even if they do nothing but hurt me, I know that I will be a stronger person inside if I just accept them. That's what I believe. And that is how I choose to live.'
Kii had told him this long ago, one day when they were sitting on the lake hillside, watching the enormous clouds overhead.
Anger suddenly washed over him. He glared at Akira's back. And it was as if she could feel his stabbing gaze.
"I am sorry. It had to be done. There was no other way for her to survive," Akira explained very quietly.
He felt his gaze soften a little as Akira's body began shaking, telling Deidara that she was sobbing.
"I-I am aware that my older sister wanted to live with all of her memories, even if they hurt her. B-but, th-this one was literally killing her! Every image of last night kept repeating itself over and over again in her head until she couldn't stand it anymore! She simply couldn't stand the thought of you hurting her! She didn't want to accept it!"
Deidara swallowed the lump in his throat, forcing himself not to feel the kind of emotions that were welling up inside him. He stood up and walked over to Akira, placing a warm hand on her delicate, shaking shoulder.
"Sh-she kept telling herself it was all just a bad dream, and that you would never EVER hurt her! B-but as time passed, things became more realistic to her. And she just 'broke'. She emotionally shattered into a million tiny pieces, unable to put herself back together again…a-a-and sh-she…!"
Akira stopped her explanation as she burst into tears and kneeled down towards the floor, burying her face in her hands. She sobbed so hard, her entire body shook. All that she managed to hack out over her tears was "…-ILLED…-ERSEL-!!"
Deidara dropped to his knees as well and looked at his own to hands, thinking about what he had done to the most important person in his entire life.
'Killed herself!?! '
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Author's note: In case you're suspicious, what Kii said about living with all of her memories was a quote from Momiji Sohma of the series Fruits Basket. Teehee! I don't mean to steal it, but it was just PERFECT for describing a little more of Kii's personality. So it was essential for this story. Watch out for the next chapter! It'll come out real soon, I promise! Oh! And thank you SOOOO MUCH for all of your sweet reviews! I love you all SOOO MUCH!! THANK YOU!!! XD