Rose Between Wind and Fire

Deidara looked at the redhead that was currently sitting on the ground by his feet like a nice little pet should. He smirked as he say the demons they were dealing with coming closer to the end of hell and the void between heaven and hell. "Hey, un!" He called with a wave.

"D." One called and Deidara noted the hint of fright in his voice.

"Yeah, un?" Deidara pulled the redhead to his feet and shortened the chain so the boy was forced behind him.

Behind the known, to the angel that is, demon stepped a good few demons he had no idea who they were… Until Itachi moved forth. "Shit." Deidara gulped as he stared at the leader of the army, news had yet to reach Heaven about the death of the old king and the news of the missing prince.

"You took a boy with you last time you came." Itachi spoke as he glared at the blond. "I want him back."

"Uh, which boy, un?" Deidara smiled. "I take lots of boys. Demon boys bring in the money, un."

Itachi glared harder at the angel. What did that mean? Was his beloved being used by some angel to get his or her kicks?! Hell no. "He looks a lot like me. His eyes are the same as mine, his skin the color of my own, and his hair the same shade."

"Oh… That boy. Well…Un. I can't remember where I placed him." A smile crossed Deidara's face. "Maybe, you should help me remember. un?"

Itachi nodded lightly. "Sasori, help the angel remember."

The light redhead gave a nod and stepped forth. Deidara's eyes widened and his mouth dropped. The man before him was by far the hottest demon he had seen.

"Wait, I remember now." Deidara smirked. "You want him? Un."

"Bring him back now."

"Can't. You want him, you have to come get him." Deidara shrugged. "The Arch has him."

"The Arch?" Itachi questioned and looked between his trusted men. "Which Arch?"

"The youngest." Deidara replied and tilted his head back. "The one that no one wants. Lets make a deal, un?"

"What do you have in mind?" Itachi crossed his arms.

"You can have your boy back, but you have to go get him. I'll let you in to heaven, but only if you kill the Arch that has the boy… And I'll let you back out of heaven." Deidara tightened the chain in his hand causing the boy to chock. "We got a deal, un?"

"You must be a traitor to your kind. Let the King of Hell into heaven with his army and let them out." The voice was spoken from behind Deidara.

"Shut it, un." Deidara pulled hard on the chain, pulling him to the front for all the demons to view. He kicked the boy and let the chain slacken so the boy fell right on the edge of the void going to hell. Though the boy only smiled and laughed at the angel for being such a fool.

Sand is not in Heaven. Sand is in hell though. The redheaded boy used his strength to go onto hells side and soon was covered in sand.

"Shit." Deidara started creating bombs but was to late when a wave of sand caught his arm and the boy began to close his fist. The angel screamed as his arm was crushed and the boy took the time to break the chain around the collar before running as bombs were thrown at him from the one handed blond.

The demons watched, some laughing while others ignored the feeling all together. After all it was a demon who was held captured and now what was he doing? Running back to heaven. Deidara stood and glared at the demons on their side.

"Why'd you let him go, un? He just heard the plan!"

"So? Who's a slave going to tell, that'd believe him?" Kisame smirked.

"Slaves aren't aloud in heaven you dumb ass, un. You can tell he's a slave so it must be easy to spot." Deidara growled. "Do we have a deal or not?"

"Deal." Itachi nodded.

"Angels having slaves, Demons making deals with Angels, and Demons running to Heaven." A voice said in a sing song voice. "Things change quickly!" Tobi added as he ran towards Heavens entrance.

"Freak, un." Deidara rolled his eyes at the by in the mask.

Gaara continued to run. He had no idea where he would go, but he at least knew more of heaven then hell, and now that he had sand he wouldn't have to worry about anyone abusing him. The youngest Arch. He could make a deal with the Arch, if he could find him.

Sasuke watched the young boy in front of him as he ran the brush threw his hair. He'd been in the house for nearly a month and had yet been able to due as he promised. The deal was simple enough, kill the young Arch and become free, but the boy in front of Sasuke was… well, you know, an Angel. Never a unkind word slipped his lips, never an action that was meant to harm or scare the prince of hell. He was never given orders by the boy or chained. The Arch simply asked him questions and talked to him, the first night the angel had even given up his bed to the mere 'slave' and slept on the floor with a pillow and blanket. Were angels really so perfect?

"Sasuke," The voice was soft and feminism sounding as it came from the slightly pouty lips and reached the ears of the demon to be king. "Why do you stare so?" The boy turned to look at the other, his silky black hair floating around him, Sasuke could see the cloud white wings on the boys back shrug lightly as he stood. The boy had wings, not all angels had wings.

"No reason." Sasuke muttered as the boy smiled and headed to the window.

"Do you miss your home?"

"No."

"Me either." Haku smiled brightly and moved to sit next to the demon. "You've been here a while Sasuke, can I ask you something?"

"Yes."

"When do you plan on killing me?"

Sasuke's eyes widened. "What?"

Haku frowned lightly. "I know he wants you to kill me. None of them like me. I don't care if they do, honestly. If killing me can send you where you want to go, then please do so. I've always wondered where we go when we die."

Sasuke shook his head. "I can't kill you." He whispered then smirked. "So you'll have to wait to find out the answer."

"I'm good at that." Haku winked. "Well then, what should we do today?"

Before Sasuke could reply something was in the room threw the open window, Haku rushed to see if the man was alright and nearly got attacked by sand. Gaara looked up at the dark haired boy and let out a growl. Haku was about to speak when Sasuke leaped in to guard the angel.

Blue eyes watched as dark creatures walked down the street killing the innocents around him. He knew he shouldn't have cared about those who never cared for him, he knew he should have turned a blind eye like they did when he was in trouble… But he couldn't. He hurried forth with a sword in hand and took out one. What was one lost out of 30 though?

That depends on who you ask.

Ask the angels being slayed and they would reply nothing.

Ask the tall, dark haired and eyed man leading the pack of demons and he would reply a lot.

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A/n: Chapter three. Hope you enjoyed. Starting to get to the plot in the story. Review please and rate.