Hello lovelies! Happy Valentine's day to you all~! :D I hope you all get lots of chocolate hearts and big stuffed bears and all that jazz! I don't have any of that stuff to give you, so I'll just give you some update and new fics instead~! X3

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Deidara ran through the darkening streets as the sun began to set to his back. He ignored the stinging of the cold wind on his damp face, wiping away more fresh tears from the seemingly endless stream down his flushed cheeks.

This was stupid. A big fucking mistake that should've never happened. Damn Sasori. Damn him straight back to hell to burn for all eternity! He never wanted to see that bastard ever again. But he knew he wouldn't have to worry about that for much longer.

He began to slow down as he left the town, turning onto the dirt road that led to Hidan's cabin. Letting out a pained hiss as he just noticed the sharp pain shooting up his spine from his ass. As he came to a stop, panting and taking in his surroundings and the condition he was in. His ass and lower back felt like they were on fire, the feeling of the demon's warm cum mixed with some of his own blood running down his thigh and ruining his already soiled boxers as it caused the thin fabric to cling uncomfortably to his legs when he was running.

His long blonde hair was a tangled mess and his shirt was also stuck to his skin from his own cum and a layer of sweat long dried from the cool air causing an overall uncomfortable, dirty feeling on the male's skin. He desperately needed a shower. He wanted to wash away any evidence of what had happened today, wash away the feeling of Sasori left on his skin.

He paused, his mind drifting off to the redhead. Sasori. Damn him. He felt fresh tears forming in his eyes as an overwhelming pain enveloped his entire being. His heart ached, it felt as if it was shattered in his chest and the pieces were shards stabbing his nerves and causing a sharp pain to course throughout his whole body. He was going to be sick. His stomach was so upset and his body ached inside and out, the feeling was unbearable.

Is this what heartbreak feels like? Tsk. Damn human emotions. He isn't even a fallen angel yet and already he's begun to act and feel like a filthy human. How disgusting. How did he come to be like this? Reduced to this sobbing mess of the angel he use to be. He gave his virginity and love to a demon for fuck's sake! How insane could someone possibly be to think that this was going to lead to anything better than what he's feeling right now?! He's stupid. Stupid for thinking that Sasori actually had a heart. That a demon could actually feel love or compassion for another being.

It's pathetic. He's pathetic. Deidara snorted bitterly, looking up at the sky, stopping to admire the swirls of blue, purple and pink as the stars began to show themselves. He closed his eyes and willed the tears to stop falling, taking a shaky breath and trying to regain some composure and calm himself.

It worked a little. He was finally able to get his ragged breathing under control somewhat now. He didn't even think about what was sure to happen at any moment now. Jashin was probably on his way now to take his wings away and banish him to this damned planet for the rest of his miserable life.

None of that mattered to him. He didn't care; didn't care about anything. Except for Sasori. The demon was the only thing on his mind and he hated it. He hated him. But he still fucking loved him. He loved him so much it hurt and he cursed himself for ever having the chance to develope such feelings for someone he loathed so intensely less than a month ago.

Angels and demons were never meant to be anything more than enemies. Not even friends, and surely not lovers. Demons were seductive hellraising douchebags and angels were honest moralist prudes. Clashing polar opposites, neither having the desire to mix with the other unless to inflict pain to each other. They knew this, so why did it get so far and come to this? This was just one big sick joke for Sasori and Deidara was the punchline. How he came to love the bastard, he'd never know.

"Deidara."

Said angel's eyes slowly opened as he heard his name being uttered in a disappointed voice. He didn't even have to turn around to know who was speaking to him. "I know, Jashin-sama. I fucked up, yeah!"

Jashin gazed at Deidara disapprovingly with stern, harsh eyes. Teary baby blue eyes finally meeting his own, his gaze softened ever so slightly, but not enough for the blonde to notice. "You know what is to come next because of your actions, Deidara."

Deidara gave a solemn nod, not bothering to plea to his god to have mercy on him. There was no point in defending himself, he knew he was trash and gave every honest angel a bad name. He knelt down in front of Jashin and bowed his head in shame, allowing his wings to be released, his halo reappearing as well. He took a deep breath, bracing himself for what was to come.

Jashin gave a small sigh as he moved to put a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "I'm very disappointed in you, Deidara. You were my top angel." Deidara screwed his eyes shut and latched his teeth onto his lower lip. "I'm sorry it had to come to this." He felt the god's hand grab both of his wings at once, getting a firm hold. "Do not worry, Deidara. Hidan has taken it upon himself to look after you while you are here. You will not remember anything of your life as an angel, though you will have your scars.

Your name will be Deidara Iwa. You are a 19 year old man with a passion for the arts. You grew up in a small town called Iwagakure and you had a wonderful child life." He tightened his grip painfully on the delicate wings. "Your memories will be locked in your mind. There is but one who can reawaken those memories and I know you know who that is." Deidara gave a quick nod, ignoring the tears as they began to slip from behind his closed eyes. Jashin gave a soft sigh, looking at the blonde with an almost apologetic look as he yanked his wrist back, ripping the wings from the ex-angel's back.

Deidara gave an ear shattering cry of utter agony as he crumpled to the floor, his body shaking violently as the pain racked through every nerve. Two large gashes oozing crimson liquid remained on his back to forever remain as a reminder of his past life as an angel. His halo faded away before disappearing completely, never to return.

Jashin held the fallen angel's wings carefully in his hand, gazing almost sadly down at the suffering man, his cries cutting through the calm, cool evening air. He placed his free hand over the blonde's back, healing the lacerations to some extent and soothing the pain only a little. He moved his hand to the still apparent bite marks caused by the demon, healing them as well as the ache in his bum and any other wounds the blonde may have had. Deidara continued to tremble and cry out in anguish, his vision going blurry as the intense pain took over his body despite the healing being done to him.

"Sleep, Deidara. I will continue to watch over you from Heaven." Jashin cooed, placing his hand over the blonde's eyes and closing them. A faint blue glow surrounded his hand as Deidara's body stopped trembling, his cries dying down to small quiet whimpers before silencing completely as his body fell limp on the dirt ground.

"So that's it then? Is it fucking over?" Hidan asked, emerging from the woods he was hiding in as he watched the scene with magenta eyes full of pity for the poor blonde.

Jashin gave a curt nod, gazing down at the blonde's tear stained face. "You didn't have to do this, you know."

Hidan shrugged, giving a ghost of a smile as he approached the blonde, kneeling down beside him and petting his head softly. "I know. But I wanted to."

The god nodded ever so slightly, sighing softly before giving his follower a firm look. "I trust you to keep him safe then, HIdan."

Said albino bowed, straightening up and gazing down at the unconscious fallen angel. "I will, Jashin-sama."

Jashin gave one final nod before disappearing. Hidan sighed heavily, chewing on his inner cheek and kneeling down beside Deidara once more. He ran his fingers lightly over the new scars on the blonde's back, pulling away when the man jerked subconsciously under his touch.

He furrowed his brows before glaring darkly at the scars on his neck caused by that damned demon's teeth. "Fucking prick." Deidara didn't deserve any of this. He was only doing his job and protecting the albino in his time of weakness. Then that bastard came in and messed with the blonde's head and now look at him. He's a fucking broken mess.

Hidan grunted, cursing Sasori under his breath as he scooped up the unconscious Deidara carefully, carrying his light form bridal style as he made the trek back to his cabin. He glanced down at the blonde in his arms, kissing his forehead softly. "Thanks for everything, blondie. Time for me to to return the favour." He whispered before glaring up at the dark starry sky. "I hope you're fucking happy, you Jashin-damned prick." He growled, continuing his walk back to his cabin.

He didn't know how the blonde was going to react once he woke up, but he just hoped that he wasn't in pain. He's had his fair share and didn't deserve anymore. If he was being forced to live on earth for the rest of his life, it mine as well be as enjoyable as possible. He'll be damned if he was going to let Sasori re-enter Deidara's life and cause him hell. He didn't need those memories. He didn't need anymore pain or bullshit. He didn't need Sasori. After everything Deidara's done for him, keeping him safe was the least he could do for him and that also meant keeping Sasori away from him.

Poor Deidara, but how nice of Hidan to take him under his wing like that. :3 I know this chapter was pretty short, but we're coming to an end soon! Can you believe it? I can't. I haven't typed it all out just yet, but it should be soon...unless I decide to change it up and extend it a bit. XD

Anywhoo~ I hope you all enjoyed! Don't forget to review and have a beautiful day~