So it looks like this is not a happy story, but you may change your mind in the end...

Rating: T-rated

Warnings: Suicide, character death

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Practically on his knees Deidara stood in front of the church doors, the sister refusing to let him in at the current hour. She was making this unnecessarily hard. Why would the church refuse to let him? Isn't everyone welcome in the arms of god? And hadn't Deidara come here with a pure heart, asking to be let in just this one, for a confession and a pray? His mother had always come to church, every Sunday on one of those wooden booths, listening to the words spoken to and for the lord. Deidara had been dragged along when he was a child, blessed by the sisters who had been there before. If only this woman would let him in now.

Oh, so let me show you something good

The pastor or the preacher, Deidara never knew the difference, eventually let him in, saying indeed everyone was welcome when they sought help and comfort in the home of the lord. Seeing one of the followers of god so up close made Deidara apologise, his confession starting right there. Past mistakes tumbled off his lips as many of his decisions had turned into regrets. Forgiveness was what he looked for now, and this was one who could grant it him. At least this was what Deidara believed. Maybe he was a little star struck by the man he figured was very important, but for some reason this all mattered a lot now.

Pledge allegiance to my only

Stumbling over his words the man in front of Deidara said he could not offer forgiveness just like that. He could only say that as long as he embraced god, that the lord would forgive him for all his sins. A strange religion Deidara thought, but it was his mother's before, and it was what Deidara needed to hear. It warmed his heart and with a skip in his step Deidara left the church. Maybe this would make a difference already. Maybe this would help him get where he needed to be.

After the people and places are gone

Racing home Deidara got to his next destination. Ringing the doorbell he waited, because in reality it had not been his home anymore for quite some time, but it had been where he had grown up. His aunt opened the door, her face wrinkled with age. Her hair had been freshly permed, ready for another week to go. With a smile she greeted him, though Deidara could see she knew why he was here. A final hug lasted long, memories of his childhood flooding back into their minds. Life had been hard, but his aunt had been nothing but wonderful to him.

Set me free again

The road continued as Deidara left his aunt's house, his eyes moving up to the sky for a moment as he watched the clouds pass by. A twinge in his heart made him think back to a different time, when he was much younger and was still learning to talk. His papa had been his hero back then, fighting in wars as he defeated the bad guys, and still Deidara believed that man could've changed the world. If only he had lived longer than the short life he had. A few more years, a few more moments together. A father and son. Deidara still missed him, but up there he must still be kicking ass. Another thought Deidara pushed aside for now.

Oh, I miss ya

Rounding the corner Deidara started moving uphill. The sidewalk was empty, but cars drove past him as they moved down the hill, driving back into town. The one Deidara was currently saying goodbye to. A life he would forever leave behind, because it held nothing for him anymore. A harsh wind suddenly hit him from the side as he reached a more open space, the bridge not sheltering him enough. The iron structure rose high up above him, creating a dark shadow. But Deidara didn't feel its threatening glare, the confidence of what he was about to do far more important. The middle point was soon reached, and there Deidara found his end point.

Turning towards the side, Deidara hung his head over it and glanced down at the water far below. The current was wild and rocks stuck out here and there. A small smile formed on his lips, now even more sure than before. This was the place to be. Cars still passed by, but they were slowing down, watching as the blond man climbed onto the small wall that kept pedestrians from falling down the sides.

As Deidara faced the road, back towards the wide river, he could see cars stopping now. People were jumping out, shouting things at him that never reached his ears. With a smile he let himself fall, the rush of wind making everything else disappear. Gravity pulled at him, so hard that it only took a split second before he had reached the river. With a final crash against the rocks, everything turned white.

You will come back to me

"I knew you would be here, Itachi," Deidara said as he felt warm familiar hands on his face, waking him up out of an angry dream, showing him a world he had never seen before.

God had allowed him into heaven.