What gets done on a sleepover with my co-writer? THIS! MWHAHAHAAAAAAAAA! Two chapters in one night! Please read and review!

Chapter Six: The Mirror

"Deidara," Itachi mumbled to the blonde who clung to him, unconscious, feverish and clammy.

"Don't let go," Deidara mummered in response.

So, Itachi obeyed and rested the blonde in bed beside him.

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Where I am? Deidara awoke staring at the face of a very familiar Uchiha. The blonde rolled off the bed and squeak as he hit the floor. He was up in an instant and pointed at the sleeping Itachi.

"WHAT THE HELL, TEME! I THINK I FOUND THE RAPIST IN LINKIN PARK, HMM!"

Itachi rolled over toward Deidara and he glared and said.

"You. Wouldn't. Let. Go. Of. My. Freakin'. Coat. Dobe" with that he fell back on the bed asleep. Deidara shook with anger and turned around to find Pain standing in the doorway with an axe.

"You found the rapist? Where? Oh, it's Itachi. Old news." He lowered his weapon and walked out of the room looking disappointed.

Okay then, hmm. Deidara thought as he walked out of the room and slammed the door. He was soon back in his room staring at Sasori's now vacant side of the room. He turned and walked into the bathroom.

Deidara glared at himself in the mirror he once enjoyed looking into with a blank hatred. You're disgusting...He thought back at Kabutos scathing words. I don't balme him for hating me and this...This thing. I don't know why I thought he would want it...or me for that matter, hmm.

He lifted up his shirt to see how much...damage...the thing had done to his body. Sure enough, that was a slight, layer of fat where his flawless abs used to be. Ug! Why can't I just get rid of this monster?

Deidara punched the mirror in his frustration. Glass shattered across the bathroom floor. He stared at were the mirror had been and what he had done to it with tears dripping down his face. Blood dripped off his fist, going unnoticed. He leaned his forehead against the bare wall and he sobbed. Then it dawned on him, the reason he had come into the bathroom in the first place.

I gotta go!

He turned to head for the toilet but found himself floor bound with a face full of glass. The last thing Deidara saw was red, followed by black. The last thing he felt was a sharp pain in his arms and the last thing he heared was a small voice crying.

Mommy! Don't die! I want to live...

"I'm sorry, but I don't..." Was the last thing he thought.

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"ITACHI!" Kiisame gasped, barely holding shape. Itachi jumped out of bed and pulled the shark into their bathroom. He pushed the blue man under the cold running tap of their bathtub.

"What happened?" he asked as he poured the aquarium salts into the tub with his half shark partner.

"I had just finished taking care of Guy (his goldfish) and was walking back here when I smelled blood coming from Dei's room and a lot of it. I'm fine, you go-" Itachi didn't wait for the rest of the sentence. He was already headed next door.

The first thing that hit him was the smell. Fresh, warm blood. The sight he saw was something he could not handle. When he had killed his clan, it was dark so he didn't have to see those he had once loved bleeding on the floor. The light was on here and he saw everything. The blood, the broken mirror, Deidara's still body on the floor.

"Sharingan." Itachi said as he walked towards the blonde. He sighed with relief, the teen was still alive. He picked Deidara up and carried him out of the bathroom as quickly as he could. The raven laid the bomber down on the bed and ran to the tool table on Sasori's side of the room. Sutures, clamps, and alcohol swabs. He brought all this back you the bed and set himself to work. Even though he was getting tireder by the minute, Itachi kept his sharingan activated and continued to remove each piece of glass and sew up the place it had came from. When he had finished, the blonde was cold. He looked, Deidara was still breathing though.

He lost too much blood! Itachi ran back to the table and got the necessary equipment for a blood transfusion and got to work. He tied a tourniquet around his upper arm and inserted the needle and tube. Itachi then did the same to Deidara and slowly loosened his tourniquet. He lay down next to the blonde as his blood flowed into the other's body.

Why did you do that? Itachi asked Deidara mentally, Did you not want this child that badly?

He curled up next to love and fell asleep, not caring that he could die if he left the needle in. He promised himself that he would give every drop of his blood to keep Deidara, who was now warm to the touch, alive.

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Konan knocked on the door and slowly walked in.

"Deidara?" She gasped at what she saw. A sleeping Itachi curled around a bandaged Deidara with a blood tranfusion tube connecting the two. She ran over there and removed the tube. Itach was cold and pale, but still breathing. Deidara looked like she had been through hell.

"Boy, am I grilling this story out of them tommorow..." Konan mumbled as she covered the two of them up.

Well. That's the end of the chapter. Please review. And, yes, pie is good. But not Pi. That's just too... math-like.