For the start of ItaDei week!

The whole week I'll be posting scenes written on every song of the new Imagine Dragons album, Smoke and Mirrors. I either looked at the lyrics or listened to the beat to let the idea form, sometimes both. Rating and warnings differ per chapter. I'll add the notes to the beginning of the chapters, so make sure you check them before you start reading! And I recommend listening to the accompanying songs as well! There will be 21 chapters by the end of the week!

Rating: T-rated

Warnings: Violence and blood (light)

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Putting the car in first gear, Deidara slowly let it drive onto the deserted piece of road. Almost no one would be found here, and he had always considered this his special. A place where he could run to whenever something had gone wrong, like today. As the car came to a stop, Deidara got out, but left the engine running for some reason. As if he was planning to hop right into it again in a few seconds and drive off, never to return again. Perhaps that really was his plan all along.

With shaking hands and wobbly knees Deidara walked towards the little fence that prevented you from driving right off. There was a certain serenity surrounding him. There in the darkness, barely a star in sight, crickets chirping their mating songs, and the soft crash of waves landing against the soft sand. Deidara released a breath he had been holding in, his racing heart not given up just yet. Clutching his side he could feel a wetness staining his hand, but he ignored it for now. It was not important. Not yet.

The sound of another car pulling in made Deidara turn his head slightly to gaze backwards. Next to his old beat up car stood a freshly waxed one, shining away in the little light the corner offered. Deidara really wished now the other hadn't come, but on the other hand he was happy the other had. It was conflicting and painful. Casting a look up at the sky, Deidara wished this would be different. That he wouldn't mess this up. It was just his luck that the other car pulled in, because luck had never been on his side.

Over and over and over again

Turning off his car the newcomer stepped out as well, first moving towards Deidara's car. Reaching through the opened window he turned off the running engine, and then lingered just a little too long, watching what was on the passenger's seat. Slipping back out of the window, the man hooked his finger in a hole on the side of the car, something having crashed right through the metal. And then the finger found another hole, and another, the whole side covered in them. It made Deidara's heart race even more.

"I'm sorry," he muttered as the other stepped closer, getting ride beside Deidara, but not close enough to touch.

Leaning his hands on the fence the man looked down, remembering it was a long way down from here before you would ever reach the beach. Still the sound of waves broke the silence ever so often, the serene moment lasting a little longer. A sting of pain shot through Deidara's side, and he gritted his teeth to prevent a groan from leaving his lips. The other still noticed though, and shot a look down at the side Deidara was covering, but he would not comment.

Am I waiting to break?

"I'm looking for a way to escape," Deidara explained, sighing heavily as he slumped a little through his legs, needing the fence to keep from falling down now. It would've been so much easier if Deidara hadn't screwed up. If he simply had stuck to what he knew and not try to achieve more. But that was his curse. Always needing to strive further, and get in trouble along the way. He was only going to do the other wrong. Just his luck.

A flash of light was casted across the sea, a passing boat trying to find its way through the darkness. It brought Deidara right back to about an hour ago. The moment where everything had fallen to pieces. The moment where Deidara had shot a hole through every single thing that he loved.

Slumping further down the other finally caught him, making sure Deidara would not hit the ground. Sky blue eyes met dark orbs, and that gaze Deidara held onto, a distant memory now part of them. Because this was their meeting place, and Deidara knew he would come here to seek him out. To see if Deidara was still around, because news travelled fast, especially when you carried the name Uchiha.

The place where they had first met, at the bay side right here, secluded and wishing they were all alone. But they found each other, Itachi always showing up whenever Deidara was there as well. It was time to let it all go. Here at the roadside they used to know. In the moon light and under the stars. The ocean could carry it away, letting their memories drift away with the waves. But maybe there is a time to change their mind, and hold onto the feeling they had. Not let all their problems bother them too much, and choose each other instead. But was it truly that easy? Wasn't it far easier to let it drift away, let all the sorrows drift away.

Oh, love, can you hear me?

Deidara had always been the one to get into trouble. Hanging out with the wrong crowds and making the wrong type of friends. There had been addictions and theft. Whatever had been the rage at that moment, Deidara was up for it. The police knew him well, and he had spent a few days in jail. They had told him to think about his problems, about his ways. But it was as if he had been born with a loaded gun, shooting everyone he loved down with the trouble he got in.

The same happened when he met Itachi. No matter how happy it made him. No matter how many times Itachi convinced him everything would be alright, if he just behaved better. Deidara couldn't. The pressure of being better than he was, because he had standards to live up to now, made it worse. Itachi was worth more than dating some kind of criminal. His family definitely agreed, thinking Deidara was nothing more than a way to wreck their good name.

I'm sorry for everything

The gun had been bought easily, because Deidara had his sources, and he needed a gun when a certain rival came back into town. One that wanted Deidara's head on a stick for a long time. A threat Deidara took very seriously, and it was smart of him. The dumb part came when he sought out the rival voluntarily, and only made the situation worse. The first time Deidara shot a gun was a hit straight away, the bullet sinking right into the guy's thick skull. It brought along a message no one could deny. Don't mess with Deidara. The guy's friends still tried though, firing their own guns right back at Deidara.

The bullets sunk into the side of the car, shattered the window as they crashed through it, and eventually one settled right in Deidara's side. The flesh was burned first as it slipped deeper, and then the blood started oozing out, weakening Deidara minute by minute. Deidara still found the strength to drive off and come here, waiting on Itachi to either join him and otherwise Deidara would've left without a word to perish somewhere alone. It had been his own mistake, and perhaps it would be easier this way. Dying shouldn't be that hard.

At least now they could say goodbye, right here at the bay side where they used to meet. It was time to let it go and leave this place. Let the memories drift away.

In the meantime can we let it go

Sirens could be heard in the distance, but Deidara was fading out too much to really comprehend. There he laid in Itachi's arms, the crashing of waves soothing him to sleep. The sirens came closer though, and right as Itachi started the panic, knowing what moment was about to come, the ambulance pulled in. A stretcher was rolled in as two others pulled Deidara from Itachi's arms, getting him on the stretcher as fast as they could. An oxygen mask was placed over Deidara's lips and they instantly focused on closing the bullet wound on Deidara's side.

More cars pulled in, some with sirens and some without, and as Itachi got up again his eyes met his father's from across the grounds. They didn't need to share words for what needed to be done now. This whole problem would be stuffed away in a dark place, and Deidara would not have to go to jail. Because that was what the Uchiha name was capable of. Deidara would stay with Itachi, forever if he had a say in it. They would give Deidara blood, and he would need to recover in the hospital for a while, but once healed, Itachi would never let him go again.

But first he would need to dispose of the gun.

And there's always time to change your mind