The guilt Deidara had to live with - it was tough. It was depressing. Everywhere he walked, atleast 90% of the people knew who he was. The freak.
Hayate was never going to return to his old self. The glad nice father he once had been was just a grumpy, silent and angry father nowadays.
Yori wasn't as much outgoing as her old self. She was more silent for the time being, and didn't seem so happy anymore. But that was obvious, the blonde had ruined their lives. He didn't feel loved like he once did. He felt like a burden everywhere he were. Not even his mother told anyone about the abusing he was receiving from father. If he ever saw his father, Hayate would fetch him and hit him critically several times for ten minutes or so.
Everything had just shattered apart, unable to be fixed. Like a mirror.
About a week later, Deidara had started to gather with his team again. But his teammates acted nothing less then normal. Like they always had been. It was like they didn't care about the happenings, or like they hadn't found out. Deidasuto must have gotten to know it, but he was welcomed back to the world by them like he had just been sick and stayed home for a good time.
Usually, he would tell everyone about what had happened. He would tell about the family problems, he would tell about how he felt about all this. But it didn't feel neccessary. Why would he? Who would even care?
To make sure no one would ask about it by the wounds that could be visible, Deidara had wrapped his hands and arms in bandage. It was embarrasing to let the mouths drool on their own. It was embarrasing to show them just like that. His legs were covered in bruises from the hard grips Hayate grabbed them in. But he couldn't get worried about that now. He had to concentrate on just acting normal, like he always had. The same old Deidara. The one problem was just that... He had nothing to talk about.
All he did when he got home was just simply to lock himself into his room. And then just sit there. In the middle of the room, thinking about what he could do to lighten their life up. With no intelligent brother at his side anymore, it seemed hopeless. It was hopeless. This was his fate.
The Hidden Rock village had been getting on everyone's nerves lately.
Ohnoki didn't ask for more land, but the leader of their stragedy team wanted to strike back for previous wars. The Hidden Grass village and the Hidden Leaf couldn't hold back to this. They had to strike back to hold their land at the same spot - a world war had been caused. All ninja nations was entering this one, causing million lifes to just fall into dust.
It was no time to be angry anymore.
Since Hayate was a skilled ninja, he was offered to enter the war by his own free will. The answer yes really doubted his wife deeply.
What if he died?