Chapter 7!: Deidara's Redemption!

Yuki

'Itachi!' I screamed horrifically. My head was ringing, my ears were burning, my mouth dry and tears rolling down my cheeks.

I constantly yelled out his name, hoping for some sort of response, even though I knew fully well it was too late.

I also didn't care that Sasuke was in my earshot. I couldn't care less because of what he had done.

Around the fifth time of calling out Itachi's name, a hand clamped around my mouth and I whimpered.

'Hush…' The person behind me whispered to my ear. 'Do not be afraid… I'm here…' I stared forwards and breathed heavily. I didn't know what to do. The person's hand slid off my mouth, and I slumped back onto the tree trunk again and looked up at him, letting my Sharingan deactivate. My eyes widened and a final tear rolled down my cheek.

'I….Itachi…kun…' I whispered sadly. His mouth twitched up into a friendly smile, and this smile met his eyes. He meant this one. He was smiling at me, and for once, he meant it.

I wasn't too sure what to do… Hug him? Smile back? Cry?

The only thing I was semi-aware of, was the fact my heart was pounding at about 500 miles per hour, and straight out of my chest.

Itachi's dark eyes watched me curiously. He had lost some of his eyesight, but still, he wasn't stupid. He was still smiling when I moved my hand up and rubbed my eyes with the back of it. Then when I moved it away, his eyes had a hint of mischief in them, but they seemed slightly seductive too.

He shifted himself onto his knees, facing me, then leant towards me, closing the gap in-between us.

Damn.

What would Deidara think?

More Importantly… Will he care…?

Deidara

The icy wind blew into my face sharply, and stung my eyes. Standing on top of a tree was not the best Idea I have ever had, let me tell you.

I jumped down onto a stable branch, and sat with my head between my knees.

I gritted my teeth and moaned as the pictures from my past, returned mournfully to my head.

I groaned as the memories I had sealed away revealed themselves. My stomach churned as the last night I was sane, played in my head.

~Flashback~

Deidara put the last of the clean dishes away, and hung a towel on a shelf. He padded into the front room, and his mom looked up from sewing a hole in his top together.

'Thanks for doing that, hun.' She praised him. Deidara Smiled, his bright blue eyes shining.

'No problem, mom, un.' He walked around to the bathroom and grabbed a hair brush.

Deidara sighed and pulled the hairbrush through his hair, then tied the blonde hair back into a low, loose ponytail. He rested the brush on a cabinet shelf, then shuffled to his room. It was small, but he didn't mind.

He was a decent kid. One that never complained, and would do anything for his mom. He was always a happy child, smiling no matter what the situation.

He didn't really dislike anyone. No one but his father.

His father often came home drunk, and Deidara would have to stay awake all night in the dark, listening to his parents arguing about his father's drinking problem. In the dark, listening to the arguing, he was glad no one could see him. He hated his father. He hated the fact his father would come home and snap at his mom for no reason. In the Dark, Deidara would cry.

He slumped onto his bed and looked across at a photo frame of himself and his two friends, Zakumi and Hinote, and his team leader, Esashi-sensei.

Esashi-sensei had spiky, blue-ish grey hair, and would give Deidara a pat on his head when he had done something well. His eyes were a metallic green, and he liked fishing with the trio.

Zakumi-Chan was a Gênin at the time the photo was taken. She was a bright girl, with long wavy Brunette hair. Her eyes were a stunning blue, and she had a slim figure.

She always followed Deidara around, and plaited his hair when he was still.

Hinote-Kun was a mature, and not a bad looking young boy. His hair was a night black, and his eyes were a pale blue. Some rumored he was part of the Byakugan users, but he had nothing of the blood type.

He also took an interest in becoming the greatest ninja ever. Even better than the Kohohagakure's Hokage. He also had a slight crush on Zakumi, though she didn't pay much attention to him.

Deidara smiled at the picture and placed it down on the side, then stared out the window at the darkness. Night had fallen quickly, but he still felt massively awake.

The lights flickered a bit, and he looked up at the light dangling from the ceiling.

'I wonder what up with lights…un…' He murmured.

Then the whole room when black. He picked up a torch from the bed-side desk, and opened the door.

'Mom? What happened, un?' He whispered. 'Mom? Where are you…?' He shone the torch into the living room and stopped, mouth open.

'M…. Mom…?' He dropped the torch and ran over to his mom, lying up against a wall, surrounded in her own blood. Deidara was an expert in medicines and nursing, so he ran his hands over her body, then checked his pulse.

He moved his hand around over her wrist and tried to find the pulse.

He gave in after his twelfth attempt.

'Mom…' he murmured, and the lights flickered back on again.

This time, he was crying in the light. He cried for over 10 minutes, before letting out an abominable scream, that echoed through the night. He grabbed his head band and tied it tightly around his head, and grabbed a pouch with some clay in he had for some art.

He ran outside to a gunpowder store they hand and mixed it in.

Deidara grabbed his small bike out from the garage, tied the pouched of explosive clay around his waist, and cycled to a massive field, and worked on a Jutsu.

He made it very small, simple, but unique. Whilst creating the Jutsu, he found his palms of his hands acting very itchy. He looked at them in the moonlight and his eyes widened.

'M… Mouths..?' He whispered. 'On my…. Hands…?' He slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out some clay, which his left hand ate away greedily, then a few moments later, it spat out a tiny clay bird. A smile crept onto his face.

'This is…. True art…' He threw the bird ahead of him, then worked on his Jutsu.

'Dog! Tiger!' He chanted as he Worked it out. And to his amazement, the bird tuned from about in inch to around 10 meters. 'Whoa…' He grinned. Then tried something else out. He focused his chakra to where the bird was stood, and told it with his mind to fly. And it did.

The bird flew up about quarter of a mile up in the sky, and Deidara used the hand sign of "Tiger". 'KATSU!' He yelled, and the bird exploded.

'I'm ready.' He grinned darkly. 'I will avenge my mother's death…'

~End of Flashback~

I Cried hardly. The time I turned into a raving, killing lunatic was harsh.

My mind raced as I got more and more confused at my past, the video of my mother's lifeless body and myself crying horrifically re-played itself in my head, then I suddenly repeated the scream that wouldn't stop bugging me.

Yuki

I sat in silence. We weren't kissing, but he was very, very close to me. My mind sidetracked for a moment, and I wondered where Kisame and Tobi were. Then myself and Itachi both jumped and looked down at the voices of Team 7.

Sasuke

'Sasuke-kun? What happened?' Sakura asked in a very fan-girly way.

'It's nothing. I killed my brother.' A defiant look spread across My face. 'I had been waiting for my revenge for so long…' Kakashi Sighed.

'Well, If your brother is dead…' He murmured. 'Where is the body?' I twitched and looked around. Naruto laughed loudly.

'Haha! Sasuke!' He laughed, and pointed at me with his other hand on his stomach. 'Look's like your brother used the substitution jutsu on you! Believe it!' His hand moved over and pointed at a log that had been cut in half.

'Wha-' I stammered and gritted my teeth. 'I'm not strong enough.'

'No. Uchiha, you're not.' We all froze. A girl, around 18, jumped down from a branch not far from where we were. Her brunette hair was cut up to her shoulders, similar to Sakura's, and her crystal blue eyes stared challengingly into Team 7's.

Naruto pointed at her aggressively.

'WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?' He yelled. Her eyes moved over to Naruto.

'I am Yoshiro Zakumi.' She looked back over at Me. 'And you are Uchiha Sasuke. Correct?' I just stared. Kakashi looked at her.

'Zakumi, if I may call you that,' She nodded at him. 'But why are you here, exactly?' Zakumi tapped her forehead protector, which instead was strapped to her waist.

'Official Business.' She looked at Me and winked. Sheesh, Another flirt. 'But little Sasuke here gets to be let in on the job.' Naruto moved his mouth to one side and crossed his arms.

'Heeyy… Why can't I?' He moaned. Zakumi looked at him Sharply.

'My Master demands only the Uchiha and his eyes.' She hissed. Naruto stared at her unwillingly.

'Hey. Listen, lady.' He thumped his fist in his other hand. 'One day, I'm going to be the Hokage in my village! And then I'll be respected by everyone! Including you! Believe it!' Zakumi laughed.

'The day you become Hokage, I'll sprout wings and fly.' She snorted, and Naruto tensed, as he had heard this before. Zakumi then looked back at me. 'Now, Uchiha Sasuke, can you come with me?'

'Who exactly is your "master"?' I growled.

'My master…' She murmured. 'I cannot tell you with these Konohagakure people from here.' She grabbed my arm and tugged me with her.

'Hey! Let go of me!' I yelled, pulling with all my weight against her, but she seemed to not even notice my efforts. Sakura moved behind me and grabbed my wrist.

'Wait a second!' She called after Zakumi whilst being dragged with myself. 'Judging by your waistband… You come from the village hidden in the rocks, right?'

'Young lady, you are very observant.' Zakumi purred. 'Of course.' I sighed and shook Sakura's grip off of me.

'Fine. I will go with you to your "Master".' I said abruptly. Sakura whined.

'But Sasuke-kun…'

'I will be back.' I gritted my teeth. 'I won't let them take my eyes like my foolish brother tried to.' I followed Zakumi out into the outside of the forest then stopped.

'Okay then.' I squinted my eyes. 'This is as far as I'll go until you tell me,' Zakumi turned to me and blinked. A smile crept onto my face.

'Tell you what, child?' She hissed.

'Tell me…' My smile faded. 'Tell me, who is your master?'

'My master…' She looked away, aroused in her own thoughts. '…Is amazing. He's spectacular, and the last of his own Clan.' She grinned at me evilly. 'His name is Hinote Mitsumi.'