Number three with an angelic spin, because I adore angels in every form...

Rating: K-rated

Warnings: No warnings

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A blue sky above, a few clouds smeared out as a white fog. A clear day with no end in sight. A soft gust of wind blew through the lands, sweeping up his hair to let it fly up in the air. Equally blue eyes were moved up, gaze focused on what was above. Tracing the barely their clouds, there was not much else to find. Waiting on a sign, any sign, he stood there on the tallest building, waiting for something to come. But no gust of wind was going to sweep him up and guide him there, guide him back.

On his knees he asks for forgiveness, over and over again. This time he would keep his word and not ruin things once more. In his heart he knew this was the truth, his mind coming up with all the right things to say, to make it right. But forgiveness never came for him. Dreams were drawn out for him as a what if, showing exactly what he was missing out on. Showing what could have been if he hadn't taken a step too far. If he hadn't broken the rules for his own needs. Only one decided now. There had had never been one moment of doubt. Thrown out of heaven with a single push, Deidara found himself falling, his life taken away by the one in charge.

Take me away, take me away

Spreading his wings Deidara takes flight, the need to be higher up in the sky growing stronger by the minute. More and more dreams were sketched for him, projected onto the blue sky as a deceitful truth. Desperately Deidara clung to those images, believing that this could be what he was working towards. That this was what was waiting for him. Back up there, back where he belonged. His home. It was a way to torture. Telling Deidara bittersweet lies, because chances were always slim that he was let back in. And yet he still wanted to believe, clinging to a possibility that may never be true.

Is it just smoke and mirrors?

Years and years Deidara had been here already, seeing the buildings get build and rebuild until humans could no longer figure out what to improve. But the dream never disappeared, never vanished. Day after day Deidara worked, tried harder, got better. All to just be up there once more and be with his family.

Leaving the buildings behind he flew up, higher and higher until he could not be seen with the naked eye anymore. The air around turned colder, the freezing temperature weighing Deidara's wings down, but he would not stop. Beating as hard as he could he reached that one place he needed to be. One cloud that was so high, no human would ever be able to see it. Carefully Deidara put one foot down, feeling the soft texture fall apart right under it, but eventually it held his weight. Snapping his eyes up, Deidara's gaze landed on that one person.

Heart breaker, gatekeeper

The large golden door was closed, guarded by only one person. The one that had casted him out in the first place, deciding his rule breaking was over. Rules Deidara had broken for him alone. But he held more love for the law than he held for Deidara.

Falling to his knees Deidara's whole body trembled, wings rustling as his whole body gave out. A heavy sadness had turned Deidara's heart cold, it broken beyond repair. If only he could come back and stay this time. The thing Deidara wanted most was to hear him say the truth. Give him the answers he had been waiting on for so long. See his lips move and actually say the words. But he only got dreams, cruel dreams, filled with what ifs. Things that would not happen, but would torture Deidara to no end. All he wanted now was to have the pain disappear. Everything was slipping away, his life over all because of this. Could he not grand Deidara one last thing?

Open up my mind

With delicate steps the gate keeper moved towards Deidara. His golden uniform glistened in the setting sun, it casting shimmers all over his pale skin. With dark eyes he could see through everything, and with its red glow it could create illusions whenever he wished. Black hair was loosely tied back, the dark bangs sheltering features away that give him even more of a mysterious look. He held something frightening yet alluring. The beauty of an angel with the essence of something more. One could not have pictured a better guard. A better person to decide who stays and who goes. Which soul would be granted life here and which soul would be casted back down to live yet another life.

Feet appeared before Deidara's gaze, forcing him to get back up from his knees and stand proudly, before more dreams would appear. Before more lies were created just to ease Deidara's brain. He had never been fond of that red glow that lied in those dark depths. But he had ignored it as everything else had lured him in.

I want to believe

"You are not allowed back in," the sultry voice announced, the lips not used to forming words. The silent man lived inside his head, using images rather than actual words to convey things.

The decision was final, heart breaking, but final. Deidara had no say in it, could not fight longer, because there was no way to fight it. Every time he told himself he was ready, it all disappeared right as he reached the doors to heaven. All because of the man in front of him. Averting his eyes Deidara let the silent tears stream down his face, the thought of never returning home pulling him apart.

"We are not allowed to love, and as long as your heart stays tied with mine, you cannot fulfil your duties as an angel. As long as your heart is not freed of your feelings for me, you cannot come back."

And oh, had Deidara tried to let him go. Shun the love he felt and continue on without ever looking back, but he could not, and the gatekeeper could see all too well. Able to see everything inside his heart. Deidara could blame him for making his feelings worse, the dreams and what ifs creating an image that would be perfect. But he could only blame himself for not letting him go. Deidara knew though, that if he let himself, that Itachi could love him too. And that was the dream he held onto, even if they were just Smoke and Mirrors.

A hand was placed against Deidara's chest, a burning heat spreading through his skin instantly. The inevitable was coming, but right before that, lips crashed against his. A kiss shared right in front of the gates of heaven, passion lingering between them Deidara could only have imagined. And as the kiss moved on, Deidara inching closer as the need for more grew inside of him, the hand against his chest grew firmer.

Without warning Deidara was once again cast out, pushed off the edge to fall back down towards earth, where he would stay forever.