Author's Note: Okay okay, let me explain why I didn't post in awhile. I jammed my pointer finger (it's my main typing finger T_T) so I couldn't type until Thursday! Seriously! Whatever I touched hurt! Then I tried to type the story on Thursday, but then I got a headache (AND IT WAS REALLY PAINFUL TOO!), and on Friday I started to type the story, BUT THEN IT GOT DELEATED BY ACCIDENT! Since I had band lessons today and went dirt biking, I didn't come home till 1 PM, and I started this story at 6 PM cuse I wanted to rest. Sorry for the inconvenience so I put a role play at the end for a reward :3 ! Back on track, DeiMada, DeiTobi, idea from Tsubasa Chronicles, blah blah blah. But a BAD BAD thing ended up in my story, A FANBOY! It may be useful for yaoi, BUT THIS IS A DEIMADA STORY, NOT A ITADEI STORY!!! So I'm going to fix this problem *giggle* . . .

Matsuri Awai

"Festival Lights"

Chapter Seven

"I don't know about you, Un . . . but this is starting to creep me out," Deidara has whispered over to Madara, pointing over to the weasel who continued to follow them throughout the festival.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to shake him off . . ." Madara replied, turning to see if Itachi noticed them whispering, yet knew they where caught when he saw the weasel approaching them.

"What are you two talking about?" Itachi asked, focusing a glare on Madara that was filled with jealousy, the weasel had been known to get jealous over small things like this.

"Nothing, Un," Deidara replied with a blank face, making it impossible to tell the blond's emotions unless you knew him like Madara, who obviously knew the blond was annoyed by the weasel's presence.

"You know Deidara . . ."

The next thing the blond knew was that he was in the arm's of the weasel, his chin held by the firm hands so they'd meet eye contact.

". . . your beautiful in the festival lights," Deidara let out a small growl while he finished the sentence, pushing the other Uchiha as far away from himself as possible and stood beside Madara.

"Leave Deidara alone Itachi," Madara stated with a simple sigh escaping his lips, this was all he needed, why couldn't the weasel just take a hint?

"Who died and make you leader? I can do whatever I want, when I want to!" Itachi hissed at the older Uchiha, moving beside Deidara with a small smirk formed on his lips.

"And I'll start by taking Deidara with me," Itachi stated, whispering the words only inches away from the blond's face while staring deep into Deidara's beautiful eyes.

"Let Deidara go!" Madara growled, able to tell the blond had been struggling in Itachi's arms as he pulled the blond away from his grip.

Itachi let out a deep growl as the anger welled up within him, while it began to control his every step as he stood behind Madara . . . and then-

Smack!

Deidara had been hit in place of the Uchiha! Much to Itachi's shock as he watch the blond fall onto the ground, his lip bleeding from the sudden contact while Madara turned around in shock.

"Deidara! Itachi, look what you've done!" Madara shirked, moving to help the injured blond as he helped him up, then turning to Itachi with an enraged scowl.

"Look what you've done! No wonder Suki left you!" Madara screamed at the unsuspecting weasel, as Itachi became enraged, while Madara had been unsuspecting of the nerve he had just stricken.

"Shut up!"

Itachi attempted to punch Madara as he quickly countered, then flipped the weasel in one quick motion, while Itachi laid weakly on the ground from the intensity of the strike.

"Urg . . . I can't move!" Itachi growled, noticing his movement had been disable, while he grumbled in the dirt, unable to move.

"Come on Deidara, lets leave this area . . ." Madara mumbled, taking the blonds hand as he held him close, wanting to protect the blond after noticing how dangerous Itachi had become.

It has been an hour now since Madara had defeated Itachi as the blond laid beside him on a grassy hill that stood distantly from the illuminated city. The stars glowed brightly in the moonlit-sky as both Madara and Deidara had been captivated by it's beauty.

"It really is amazing, Un . . . I wonder if the sky was like this in my world?" Deidara mumbled, mesmerized by the many stars that spread throughout the entire sky that he had never really noticed until now.

"I'm sure it is . . . I think all the worlds are connected by the stars . . ." Madara mumbled, looking out into the lights that were way beyond the world of their own.

"How do you know that, Un?" Deidara asked, turning his head toward the Uchiha's pale face that seemed to glow in the moonlight, like he was a beautiful ghost of the night.

"Well . . . I don't know, I just have a feeling that where ever you came from, it's somewhere deep within the stars," Madara mumbled in a distant tone, making the blond realize that he was right . . . the night sky seemed vaguely familiar to him . . .

"You may be right, Un . . ." Deidara mumbled as he closed his eyes, listening to the breathing of the man beside him, while unconsciously moving closer to the Uchiha.

"I guess . . ." Madara mumbled in a drifting voice, making in obvious that he was drifting away into the world of dreams, becoming sleepier with each breath.

Deidara had decided to take out a blanket for the both of them while he move closer into the heat of Madara's body, feeling his heart race as he done so.

"Deidara . . ." Madara mumbled as a light blush spread across his pale face, until darkness took over his vision, shrouding him in complete darkness.

The stars remained lit as Deidara and Madara had both slept peacefully in the other's arms while the festival lanterns had been released into the air, dancing along with the stars in the night sky.

What a nice ending! Still, it would've been better if the first draft hadn't been deleted _ . . . WOW! It's almost 9 PM already?! Better start editing the story O.O!

Deidara: It's you fault in the first place, Un, your just lazy!

Ki-chan: I'm not lazy! I'M A GOOD GIRL!

Tobi: _ TOBI IS A GOODER BOY!

Ki-chan: NO KI-CHAN IS A GOODER GIRL!!!!

Deidara: I don't thing "gooder" is a word, Un . . .

Ki-chan: YES IT IS! CUSE KI-CHAN ISH SMARTICAL!

Tobi: MEOW!!!

Ki-chan: *Starts to brush a log O.O* Your a pretty Loggy, yes you are! 3

Deidara: . . . I think I'm loosing it, Un (WHAT THE HECK DID I EAT THIS MORNING?!) . . .

THE EMO! HELP US FIND A CURE! CONTACT ME AT 000-000-0000 TO DONATE YOUR CASH THAT I WILL "NOT" SPEND ON MANGA COMICS! HELP US CURE THE EMO! If your friend is suffering from the EMO, symptoms are:

Hating life

Wearing black eyeliner, dying hair black, painting nails black, just wearing all black, or getting piercings

Attempt at hurting self or committing suicide

Complaining about the world

Crying in private

Or become suddenly repelled by people like Tobi

Deidara: Hey, Un! You better not mean me!

Ki-chan: Well . . . you do fit in all the categories . . . OMG YOU HAVE THE EMO! DON'T LET HIM TOUCH YOU!

Deidara: It's not a disease, Un . . .

Ki-chan: LIER!!!! RUNAWAY TOBI!!!! HE HAS THE EMO!!!

Tobi: THE EMO!!!! NOOOO NOT SEMPI T_T!!! AHHHHHH! *Runs away*

Deidara: . . . What is wrong with these people, Un?!