Author's Note: NAITO HAS RETURNED?! As a ghost?! Deidara turns out to love Madara as well! OMG A KISS?! Okay, I'm going to stop before I spoil the entire story. DeiMada, DeiTobi, spoilers, blah blah blah. IMPORTANT NOTICE AT END OF CHAPTER! I MAY NEVER POST STORIES AGAIN! READ PLEASE! Also, part two to this chapter coming soon!

Issei Oite Sono Kiri

"Voice in the Mist"

Chapter Eight

"Warm . . ."

A strange warmth had surrounded Deidara's resting state as he felt Madara's arms around him. Unaware of the fact that it was the Uchiha being the source of warmth, he moved closer, wanting to remain in this state forever.

Yet his wish did not come true . . .

". . . Deidara?"

The blond's blue orb's revealed themselves to see the pale face of the Uchiha's, only and inch apart, as Deidara's eyes stared directly into the crimson ones, as if entranced by the color.

Blushing instantly after realizing his situation, Deidara hid under the covers as he moved away from the comfort of Madara's arms. Hiding within the covers as he buried his face within the pillow, not a stand of blond hair was seen outside the shield of the covers.

"Deidara? You okay?" Madara had asked, yet while he had been shielding his feeling well, they once again had burst out of control at the same time the heat climbed onto his face, as a large blush spread throughout his pale features.

"Leave me alone, Un . . ." Deidara mumbled as he gasped, feeling the warmth of Madara's pale hand touch the form of his shoulder that was hard to make out through the mess of blankets.

"Um . . . I hope I didn't make you upset or anything . . ." Madara mumbled with a clueless tone, yet knew it was most likely his fault for the blond to be upset . . . after all, he probably doesn't feel the same emotions as he did for the blond.

The thought made Madara slightly depressed as his heart slowly sank into depression, shattering slowly as he pulled his hand away from Deidara, who peaked out at him while instantly noticing something was wrong.

"Are you okay, Un?" Deidara asked, while the Uchiha remained silent, fighting a battle of inner turmoil as Deidara stared at Madara's blank eyes, until seeing a flicker of a depressing emotion Deidara didn't like at all.

"Madara snap out of it!" Deidara began to shake him as Madara's tears began to fall from the thought of never being loved . . . of being left behind . . . of facing the death that awaited him from the pains of love.

"Madara . . ." Deidara stared at him in worry, gently wiping away the tears from his crimson orbs as he gave him a warm smile, hoping to help him with anything if the Uchiha chose to let him.

"Sorry . . . bad dream, well . . . sorta . . . it's like a nightmare . . . yet it happens when you are awake when you see it flash before your eyes . . ." Madara mumbled with the blank look remaining within his eyes, stating at the future he envisioned for himself, the death that would await him after he knew for sure that the blond didn't feel the same, his worst nightmare coming into reality.

"Madara, Un, nobody can guess the future, whatever you think may happen . . . well, whatever you thought, may turn out for the better, Un," Deidara stated, as Madara glanced up, staring into the blue orbs of the blond who attempted to help him, "Don't think of the worst outcome, Un, think of the best."

"Thanks Deidara . . ." Madara said in a cheerful tone as mist once again clouded those crimson eyes, a strange emotion that you could easily get lost in, yet was cool and refreshing to Deidara's point of view, even though he didn't understand the emotion at all.

The next thing Deidara knew, they were surrounded by a mist, almost as if it hat come alive from those crimson eyes to surround them.

"Huh, Un? This mist wasn't here a minute ago . . ." Deidara mumbled and Madara began to study his surroundings, as they both discovered they where clouded in deep mist that seemed to go on forever.

"Let's get out of here, Deidara . . . I have a bad feeling . . ." Madara mumbled, as he took the blond's hand, choosing to run into the distance that had been covered in an endless vile of mist.

"This is odd, Un, mist can't just pop up out of know where . . ." Deidara said in a confused tone, wondering what had been the cause of this dilemma.

"Those who've been,

Lost in this wind,

Follow the mist to your par-a-dise,

When your gone,

It won't be long,

I am the voice of the mist."

Both the blond and the Uchiha froze as they heard another source of sound, the voice was heavenly as the chant had been sung over and over while echoing into their minds.

"W-whose there, Un!?" Deidara finally chose to blurt out, realizing that they where not in the same place as they were before the mist.

"Aw, I'm sad you don't recognize me Deidara-San . . ." Deidara froze, instantly realizing the source of the voice was right behind him, as long black hair flowed from her eyes revealing them to be a demonic blood-lust red.

"Remember me? Naito . . . the girl you left behind!" Deidara felt a shiver crawl up his spine as the girl hissed her name, her body seeming slightly transparent when you looked closely.

"W-what happened to you, Un, you look like you haven't eaten in weeks!" Deidara mumbled in shock when realizing how skinny the girl was, she seemed weak as well, yet she looked like she wanted to kill at the same time.

"Deidara, even you . . . no . . . I'll just say it, I'm dead . . ." Naito hissed at the blond as Deidara realized that Madara didn't hear a word while he began getting surrounded into mist.

"Madara, Un! What did you do to him?!" Deidara screamed as terror filled his eyes at the agonized spirit, worried for the Uchiha as he felt his heart ache from an emotion he couldn't put.

"I love Madara-kun, Deidara! And it's your fault I'm dead! All your fault!" The girl began to cry as tears fell from those blood-lusting eyes, pain and sorrow had filled her voice while she tried to force back the emotion.

"When I returned to find you in the center of the street, I was hit by a train of wagons! Nobody knew I was there under those painful screams! When someone saw me, they stopped the wagons, but it was too late! I was dead! All because you left me!" The spirit of Naito had wined in agony, unleashing her emotion that had been built up until now.

"You tricked Madara-kun into leaving me didn't you!" The girl hissed as Deidara froze, watching Madara while he faded within the mist, able to barely make out his black hair.

"No, Un! He doesn't love you! He wanted to get away from you! I just helped!" Naito gasped as she saw the truth within the blond's eyes, growling as she unhanded him with her eyes winded.

"Y-your telling the truth! When I became a spirit . . . I was able to tell truth from lie . . . but, I-I still can't believe it!" Naito wined as Madara came back into view, a possessed look within his eyes as if he was being controlled by the spirit.

"Madara-kun is under my control, and now he must tell me the depths of his feelings! Madara-kun! How do you feel about me, Naito?" Naito asked sweetly as she looked into the possessed eyes of the Uchiha.

"Naito is like an annoying sister, one that can't take a hint and leave me alone for once! I hope she would find someone that could love her back . . . because my heart belongs to someone else," Madara said with a blank look as tears flooded the girls eyes, while Deidara ran and quickly wiped them away.

"See, Un, but if you pass on I'm sure you'll find someone in the spirit world," Deidara said, trying to comfort the girl so they could get out of this situation.

". . . Madara . . . please tell me, who is it that you love?" Naito pleaded as Madara bit his tong, with the last of his will as he tried to stop himself from ruining everything.

"I . . . love . . . n-no, I can't say! He can't know! He can't!" Madara wined as he began to fight the possession the girl had set upon him, while Deidara stared at disbelieve as he watched the Uchiha fight for self-control.

"Madara, Un!" Deidara called out in a worried tone, as a thought suddenly hit him, 'Wait a second! Madara just said 'he'! Could that mean . . . me? No! It can't be . . . I can't hope for something that will never happen . . .'

While they were walking in the mist, Deidara had realized his feeling for the Uchiha, and why his heart would pound when they where so close. He had something he knew Madara would never return, an emotion that he knew Madara would hate him for . . .

"Madara, Un! Who is it?!" Deidara called out as his curiosity took over, knowing his heart will be broken once he found out, while the Uchiha lost the last of his self control, fading with the serene voice of the blond.

"I-I . . . love . . . Deidara," Madara said the blond's name so beautifully, as it rolled off his tung, while Deidara blushed ferociously at the confession, inching closer to the Uchiha from the emotions he had been unaware of till now had awakened before him.

Then both their lips collided as Deidara gave the Uchiha a soft kiss . . .

BWHAHAHAHA! I'm so evil cutting it off here! Next time is part two! Then maybe a few more DeidaraXMadara chapters . . . after that, Amateratsu-

Deidara: Stop Ki! If you spoil the story here it's all over!

Tobi: Yay! I'm finally going to be coming in soon! Tobi is a good boy! :3

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