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Back at Deidara's house- Normal POV

Crash!

Deidara slammed against the wall with such force that the wall shook slightly. His head had received most of the impact. He slid down slowly and sat there for a few seconds, too stunned to move.

Nagato watched him from the other side of the room, breathing deeply, a smirk drawn across his sweaty face.

Deidara stirred and blinked confusedly. He stumbled to his feet and caught sight of Nagato's face. "W-wipe that smirk off your face..." he snarled at Nagato.

Nagato's smirk widened. "Make me."

Deidara scowled. Nagato swam in and out of focus.

Deidara walked forward and swayed. He grimaced and grabbed the couch for support. Deidara's legs were shaking and not keen to support his weight. Deidara closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He opened them and looked over at Nagato. Except...Nagato wasn't there anymore.

Puzzled, Deidara looked around. A fist connected with Deidara's cheek and sent him crashing to the floor, blood pouring from his mouth. Summoning all his strength, he turned around and aimed his fist at Nagato's face. It collided with Nagato's nose and he staggered back, swearing angrily. Deidara stood up and turned his back on Nagato, looking around desperately for a weapon. But would it really be of any use, considering he only had one working arm? He continued to look around when-

Click.

Deidara whirled around and found himself face to face with a gun. Nagato was smiling down at him, his nose bloody and holding the gun up to Deidara's forehead.

"If only," Nagato said, his voice shaking with rage. "Your stupid mother wouldn't have waited so much...she could've got that abortion when I had told her to. If she wouldn't have waited...I wouldn't have to waste a bullet on a pathetic piece of shit like you..."

White-hot anger filled Deidara, but before he could do anythin else-

Boom! Crash!

Deidara had dodged the bullet just in time. It had pierced the window behind him, sending bits of glass flying everywhere. Without thinking, Deidara threw himself forward onto Nagato and wrestled the gun out of his hands. He fumbled around with it and the gun went off, shooting Nagato in the leg.

Deidara smiled in a deranged sort of way. It felt great to finally be able to inflict some pain on the man who had made his entire life so miserable. He was so caught up in his wild happiness that he didn't notice Nagato reaching up. He snatched the gun out of Deidara's grip and then pointed it at him.

Deidara ran.

He ran into the kitchen and groped around for anything sharp. Anything. His hand came across a knife and he picked it up, just as Nagato came into the kitchen, looking furious.

"You die here, brat," Nagato said, and Deidara noticed that, angry as he looked, he could not keep the pain out of his voice.

Deidara ran towards him, he plunged the knife into Nagato's stomach and at the same time-

Boom!

Deidara gasped in pain and let go of the knife, which made no difference, though, as the whole blade was inside Nagato. He looked over at his arm and noticed that the bullet had gone completely through his arm. It was bleeding freely and drops of blood were falling onto the tile floor with a steady drip, drip.

There was a clunk as Nagato dropped the gun and fell to the floor, bleeding heavily. His breathing was shallow and it was clear he was in excruciating pain.

Deidara sank to the floor and lay back against a corner. The pain was beyond anything Deidara had ever felt. Blood was now spurting out from the wound, staining his clothes and the floor.

"I-I bet you're g-glad about this, eh?"

Deidara looked over at Nagato, who was covered in blood now. He faded in and out of focus and Deidara blinked several times before speaking. "About...about what?"

"I'm n-not gonna live through t-this, idiot...Y-you know that right?" Nagato answered faintly.

Deidara smiled insanely again and gave a small chuckle. "You don't d-deserve to live through this...bastard, hm..."

Nagato scowled and reached for his gun. "Idiot..."

Suddenly, the door burst open and Midori's blurred figure ran inside. She turned towards the kitchen and Nagato raised his hand, the one holding the gun...

Midori screamed as the bullet pierced her shoulder. She swayed and fell on the floor, bleeding and sobbing.

Nagato sighed and then screwed up his face in pain. "Now it's your turn..." he turned the gun towards Deidara.

Suddenly, he gasped in pain and his grip on the gun slackened. It fell to the floor with a clatter and he screwed up his face. He began to cough up blood.

Deidara got unsteadily to his feet and walked over to Midori who, he was surprised to discover, was still conscious. He lost his balance and fell down into a sitting position next to her, he was loosing too much blood.

He was dizzy and was beginning to have trouble thinking.

A relaxing sort of numbness started spreading throughout Deidara's body, making him very sleepy. He hadn't slept in so long and almost welcomed the sudden urge to sleep.

"Mmm?" Deidara murmured, looking down. He was sitting in a pool of some red liquid which Deidara didn't recognize. He stared at it confusedly and it, along with his pants, suddenly looked blurred.

Deidara could hear voices outside. Midori could too, she was moving around towards the sound.

He leaned towards the noise so he could hear the conversation taking place outside, but it sounded oddly distorted and far away. Plus, all of the words he heard didn't make any sense, like they were speaking a different language.

The door opened wide and some people came in.

'Who are they?' Deidara thought. He couldn't tell, they all looked very fuzzy.

"C'mon, up you go," Deidara heard someone say and then someone grabbed him around the waist and helped him to his feet. But Deidara had lost too much blood and he swayed on the spot. He fell but was caught and then put onto something soft.

It was so soft, in fact, that Deidara finally gave in and closed his eyes.

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Yes, well I know this chapter was very short but for a tiny chapter it sure held a lot of action!! R&R please?? I'm really pleased with you guys' responses and how the story is going, by the way!! Thanks!! Till next chapter!