Thanks for all those lovely reviews. If I ever find out where I have forgotten my heart you will all get a special place in it.

Okay. I have decided to swift between who is watching Deidara while they all try to help him with recovering. This time: You all love her. She is the only girl in Akatsuki. She has blue hair. She castrate evil snake looking guys. And she is really scaring when she is mad.

For those who had figured out who I am talking about: Start reading the story and you will find out.

Disclaimer: Deep breath. I know I can do this. Okay. Naruto and none of the characters are mine. Life sucks, yeah I know all about it.

On with the story.

When Deidara awoke from his slumber he found he was still in the dream or whatever this was. Someone had helped him back to dream-Sasori's bed while he had been out.

Opening his eyes Deidara found that he was not alone in the bedroom as he had hoped to. Konan was seated on a chair next to the bed he was in, smiling brightly to him. "It is good to see you awoke. I think I speak for all of us when I say you gave us quiet a scare when you freaked out in the bathroom. Itachi had to use some of his father's medication to put you to sleep."

Deidara just starred back at the blue-haired girl with dull eyes while he took in as many details abut her as possible while he lay without moving.

His dream-friend's eyes were much like dream-Sasori's had been. Tired and filed with guilt he did not understand. If this was a dream none of them were supposed to be worried. Especially not about him. After all he was a no one.

"How are you feeling? Are you hurting? You took quiet a fall back then and reopened a few wound while you were trashing around. Kakuzu was mad at the others because they did not manner to calm you down before you hurt yourself. Please say something to me. Just an un. Anything?" The desperate tone in his friend's voice made Deidara feel guilty without understanding why.

Deciding that he did not like this dream Deidara turned his back to the still talking girl. Hopefully he would soon fall asleep … eh… wake up… Whatever he did so that he would get away from the awkward silence that now filled the bedroom.

Why could he not remember what happened between those dreams? Was it normal? Should he not be able to remember when he knew he was dreaming? All these new thoughts were starting to make his head hurt. He was not used to thinking this much.

Warm sunrays touched his face and Deidara smiled softly. It felt too good to be true but it did not matter since he already knew that this was only a dream.

He wondered when he last had been outside. He had not even seen the sky since Orochiaru had stopped him from committing suicide.

Opening his eyes which he had not even realised he had closed Deidara sat up in the bed abruptly. The sudden movement was enough to scare Konan so she fell down from her chair but Deidara did not care. He had other things to think about.

When he had sat up his ribs protested. Deidara placed a light hand at the hurting place and whimpered softly. Maybe this was not such a smart idea as he first had thought it would be.

Seeing his bandaged hands for the first time Deidara frowned. He could see his palm mouth's tongues move under the white cloth. Remembering how Orochimaru had forced him to pleasure him with those mouths made him feel worse than he already did.

Deciding to deal with it at a later time Deidara turned his attention to the bed he was in. While he had been … out someone had changed the ruined bedclothes. The silk felt nice against his skin. So unlike to what the small bed in the room had been like.

Ignoring Konan worried protest Deidara slowly raised from the bed. He felt dizzy and was worried for a moment he would fell.

Moving away from his dream-friend's hand he step by step moved over to the window. Already tired he rested his forehead against the cool glass while he looked out of the window.

In the corner of his eye he could see the apartment he knew Zetsu and Tobi were living. In the other end of the street a big manor stood proud among the more modern buildings. After thinking a long time he realised it wore the Uchiha's family chest. It must be Itachi and Sasuke's home then.

He remembered being told that all the members of Akatsuki lived at this street but could find any cue where the rest of them might be living. But since was a dream he should be able to decide.

Feeling Konan watching his every move Deidara reached up and grabbed the handle to the window. Before the girl could protest he used whatever little strength that was left in his body and opened the window.

A wind nearly made him fall and Deidara closed his eyes with a happy sigh. It had been such a long time he had felt the fresh air.

The wind played with his hair and caressed his skin like a lover would do. Deidara sighed again and glanced at Konan who stood at the other side of the bed and watched him. She was munching her lower lip and watched him with worried eyes. It was clear she was not happy with him having left the bed.

Deidara turned his attention away from the girl and looked up and the sky. It was grey because of the clouds. Small white flakes fall down from the sky and Deidara smiled. He wondered how many months he had been with Orochimaru since it was snowing. Then he remembered that it was only a dream. The weather meant absolutely nothing. Just like anything else.

The thought saddened Deidara and he felt his body tense. Suddenly he did not like the dream any more. He just wanted to wake up even if he had to face reality. It was better than being reminded about what he had lost. It was simply too painful.

His body was shaking when he stepped up at the windowsill. Somewhere behind him he heard dream-Konan shout at him. It sounded like she was calling his name. Deidara was not sure and he did not turn around to look at her. He knew he would loose his courage if he did so.

As he spread his arms out he heard a door bang open but Deidara did not flinch. This time there would be no Orochimaru to stop him from doing as he wanted to. If he could not end his life in real life he could at least do it in his dreams. After all there was nothing to stop him or hold him back.

When he took the step out of the window Deidara did not move his eyes from the sky. He wondered if it would be like flying. He had after all always wanted to be a bird. Maybe in his next dream he would be a bird? It was a pleasant thought and made him smile widely.

As he began to fall Deidara heard a scream from the room he had just left. Deidara shook his head. He could not see why things should be so dramatic. It would be easier to enjoy his fall if he did not have to listen to such unpleasant sounds.

His fall stopped with a tug and Deidara let out a pained sound as his arm was twisted in an painful way over him. Strong fingers hindered him in falling farther and Deidara looked up to glare at whoever had dared stopping him from what he was doing.

His eyes widened when he looked into his danna's muddy-brown eyes. "It is okay, brat. I have you. Just take it easy and I will get you up in a moment." First now he noticed his danna was nearly falling with him. The other boy was only holding them up with a hand at the windowsills.

"Can someone help me get him up?" Muffled sounds told him that people hurried to the window. Deidara sighed as he felt how he slowly was being helped inside.

Once on safe ground dream-Sasori wrapped his arms around him and shocked Deidara by staring crying. "You stupid brat. Why would you do that when we have finally saved you? Don't you dare leave me again. If you die I will follow right after you."

The confession made Deidara want to cry. He did not want his danna to die not even if it happened in a dream and he himself no longer meant anything to the puppeteer.

Instead of answering Deidara curled into a ball while his head rested against his danna's shoulder and he closed his eyes suddenly filled drained for what little energy that had been left his body.

Why could they not just let him die?

I know it is short but I wanted it out. Any ideas to what else Deidara can do?

Hmm, wonder what will happen once Deidara finds out that it is not a dream? *giggles* we will just have to wait and see.

Next: Who will be watching Deidara? Help me chose and give ideas to what should happen.

Until then.