Authors Notes: Last chapter was a little hard to write so I'm sorry if it seemed a little rushed. Regardless I still got a good response so thanks to Priestess of Jashin, BloodDrenchedScorpion, Yuui Kun and M.G for helping me out in the competition. PLEASE HELP ME GET TO 50 NOTIFICATIONS!

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DEIDARA POV

Leg's pumping, heart pounding, I could feel the rain prick against my skin as I continued to push myself further. Sasori was fast, he had run out of sight although he wasn't hard to follow. All you had to do was follow the path of destruction.

Knocked over trash cans that lay next to wailing cars owned by startled people. It wasn't hard to tell where he was going either. The trail of destruction was all along the route that we normally took home from school.

I pushed myself to run faster, trying not to think about his motivation The rain spewed down heavier and I shook my head and dashed up the front steps of our house and through the door that was wide open.

Walking through the threshold of our house was like walking though the threshold of a different planet. Everything was destroyed. The couch was tipped over with its pillows thrown around the lounge room, the coffee table lay awkwardly on its side with the remains of a shattered porcelain vase scattered around the cream colored carpet.

I stood there amazed at all the damage he could do in such little time.

Suddenly there was an unsettling and disturbing crash that came from the kitchen and without wasting a second I took off in that direction.

The kitchen was just as bad as the lounge room. Several plates and glass cups had been shattered on the tiles making it glitter; the cutlery had been tossed out of the open draws and now lay amongst the glass.

In the corner of the kitchen floor was Sasori. His arms where wrapped closely around his knees that where pulled tightly against his chest, his head buried in him knees. I took in a shallow breath as a spotted a massive knife that lay abandoned next to him and forced myself to believe that it was just a coincidence that it was there along with all the other cutlery on the floor.

Slowly, Sasori's head lifted up and his watery brown eyes stared back at me full of pain and depression. I stared back at him, the grief in his eyes almost made me want to look away. Sasori jumped backwards quickly, further into the corner, his hands turned out as he gripped the counter roughly.

It was only now that I realized that he had taken off his jacket and arm warmers as the cuts along the insides of his arms where plainly visible. There weren't any ones that looked new although there w here defiantly more than the last time I had seen.

"You see?" I said carefully "this is the reason we didn't tell you, look what you did" I paused "think about what you were going to do, then you will see that Konan only told me not to tell you because she cared"

Sasori slumped down a little "it's all my fault" he mumbled "what else is there to live for now"

My hands scrunched up into fists as I tried to stop them from shaking "my mother died of cancer when I was only 3" I said lowering my voice "I know I was too young to really know what you are now although let me tell you that there are tones of things to live for" I struggled so that my voice didn't waver "what about Akita and my Dad? What about Konan or Nagato? What about ME?" I paused "isn't that reason enough?"

Sasori's head fell down so that his wet hair covered his entire face, the only thing I could see where the heavy tear drops that fell out from his eyes and splashed on the floor. I walked closed to him and placed my hand on his back although this time he didn't push me away. His shoulders quivered from the tears as his head fell forward onto my shoulder as he continued to cry.

I guess,

Even the most emotionless people,

Have their limits…

2 weeks ago

Yahiko walked back inside his house as the pounding music from his foster brother's party continued to blare and vibrate though the floorboards. His orange hair was stuck to his face as pool water continued to drip off many of his facial piercings.

His forehead throbbed with pain and he felt as if he was going to throw up any minute now, he was only 17 and couldn't handle all the alcohol that he had just had. Yahiko took a look around, now that Sasori had gone home he had to track down Konan and Nagato, and as he expected they were still dancing on the dining table.

He smiled to himself; it looked like fun from where he was standing.

Yahiko began to make his way through the crowd of people 'I wonder how many people are actually here?' He thought for a brief second before realizing that he really didn't care.

Suddenly a firm hand slammed its way down on his shoulder, his tired knees almost buckled under the pressure. The hands nails bit violently into Yahiko's shoulder through his thin T-shirt and then roughly twisted him around so that he stared up into the violent purple eyes of his attacker. Hidan.

"Yo Metal Face" He hissed "where's Emo boy, Origami freak and Puppet Boy hu?" he sneered with a laugh behind his words.

"Who the hellll invited youu too tthis parttty" Yahiko said, his speech slurred together.

"Ha!" Hidan laughed "I don't need an invitation! I've just got a score to settle with Akasuna for breaking my nose"

"Hahaha, Nice work Sori" he said to himself although not quite enough for Hidan not to hear which naturally pissed him off.

"You listen to me Metal Face" he hissed as he violently pulled Yahiko closer by his shirt "you're in no position to fight with me so you tell me where that stupid red head is unless I have no problems hurting you instead!" he yelled

"I'm not afraid of you" Yahiko sneered back at Hidan "I won't ever tell you where he is"

Hidan's eyes grew wider with fury as he threw Yahiko backwards.

Yahiko stumbled backwards, his arms wrapped around his stomach the force from Hidan's push was too much for him stomach to take. His face turned unnaturally pale as he leaned forward and threw up all over Hidan's shoes.

Hidan's eye's shot up at the coughing Yahiko as he finished throwing up "you're a dead man!" he yelled as he threw his fist out and punched Yahiko in the mouth then again in the stomach then again on his cheek.

Yahiko was begging his body to fight back although his movements where just to slow to keep up with Hidan's. The world lurched around him as the image before him slowly blacked out like a photograph with one edge dipped in black ink.

He collapsed on the floor breathing heavily and unconscious from the beatings and the alcohol; his body just couldn't take it anymore. Hidan stopped himself mid-punch and regained his posture.

"You're pathetic" he mumbled looking down at his passed out victim "at least with Akasuna he puts up a fight"

As Hidan turned away from Yahiko the front door burst open and around 15 cops swarmed in. The music was shut off.

Everyone froze in panic

"Stop this partly now!" one of them yelled.

"Run for it!" somebody yelled as soon as the police began to move in.

So everyone did.

Everyone pushed and shoved desperately looking for an exit so that they could avoid the cops.

Everyone was in such a rush to get out that none of them stopped to realize that there was somebody unconscious on the floor and the people that did where pushed from behind by people who didn't leaving the unconscious boy to be trampled to death.

That's how it happened.

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