Disclaimer: Sadly l do not own Naruto, But l do own this hooker! -Points at hooker and it waves slowly like 'what the fuck?'-

Hooker:..Hi?

Psycho (Me): :D -Singing- l'm in love wiff a stripperrr

Hooker: Psycho-chan..l'm sorry but this just can't work out.

Psycho:..What?

Hooker: Look..l loved that thing you did in bed last night..but l don't love you..l love money..

Psycho: -Starts crying- Your just like Kakuzu!

Hooker: Writers just don't turn me on Psycho-Honey

Psycho: But..l even gave you my bag of sour skittles..

Hooker: l know..-Tears up- And l'm sorry l used you..

Kabuto: -Yelling from downstairs- OKAY JESUS FUCKING KAMI. SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE

Psycho: -To Deidara who was watching Psycho-chan and Hooker while eating popcorn- You know what to do Deidei-kun

-Deidara makes a hand sign and downstairs explodes-

Deidara:Unn.. Enjoy the story folks!

Kabuto: -Screaming- I THINK MY ASS JUST EXPLODED

'Thoughts'
"Talking"
(Me Adding Random Shit Whenever The Fuck I Feel Like It! o.o...Sorry Been Hanging Out With Hidan Too Long ;] Praise Jashin!)

A/N: You may not understand the beginning of this if you haven't seen Deidara's death yet. Sorry about the spoiler for all those that cling to hope that Sakura and Deidara will end up together :[

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Proudly, Deidara looked at his greatest masterpiece from afar as it stretched over the mountain side, destroying everything in it's wake. He had taken another step forward toward his goal, he had fooled and killed an Uchiha. It may have cost him severe injury but it was all worth it, just to have a taste of what fighting Itachi might be like, so he could prepare and compare himself once more to the senior Akatsuki member. Itachi's younger brother had been stupid, and arrogant, when he thought he had backed Deidara into a corner. He had let his guard down because Deidara let himself look defeated.

When Sasuke thought Deidara was all out of chakra Deidara played right into the part, acting surprised when the dark haired man said he knew Deidara's weakness, acting angry when Sasuke looked down upon him with disgust, acting mentally insane and exploding 'himself' when Sasuke 'drove him over the edge.' No, the blond was not so stupid as to do something so reckless just to attempt to kill someone, when it wasn't the real person he had his life set on killing. Even though he looked like him.

Deidara wanted to kill the man who would not acknowledge his art. He wouldn't die before the moment he sees Itachi's last breath.

Weakly, the artist turned his back on the star shaped explosion behind him and limped deeper into the woods. It would attract attention, his art would. It might even catch the attention of those Leaf ninja and he couldn't take the chance of running into them. Not today.

He collapsed under a mossy old oak, miles from where the battle had occurred. His wounds had taken their toll on him, and his Chakra really was used up this time.

'I supposed Sasori-Danna would be laughing at me right now..for being so mortal. Then he would carry me back to the base..'

Deidara huffed out a weak laugh and pressed his hand into the wound on his side, trying to slow down the bleeding.

'Too bad those Leaf brats killed Sasori-Danna..Too bad they killed Kakuzu..could use his medical skills..It figures I might die now..How ironic..'

His forehead burned, and his vision became blurred as blood rushed quickly on the ground around him from his wounds. He had definitely over did it.

'Sasori-Danna said I was always one to die young..' He thought with a smirk.

'Too bad he proved himself wrong by dying first..'

Every inch of the wounded man felt like it was being dug into by hot iron, he had never experienced something like this before.

Blood spilled from his mouth as he tried too breathe and it seemed too him that his blood was trying to suffocate him.

Then he spasmed and more blood shot from his mouth and his right hand-mouth, his head spinning as he wildly convulsed on the ground.

His body was giving out on him, not matter how large his will too live was.

The light cast itself from the window and splayed across the woman's slender hands as they danced across the piano keys playing a song she created, A song that would be remembered long after she stopped playing it, long after she died.

She smiled at the young boy next to her on the bench, who was enthralled with her art, enthralled with her being.

She was the most important thing to him in the world.

She was his mother.

Deidara fought against the dream.

He didn't want to go back, he didn't want to remember.

It would break him.

But the pain overtook him once more, blowing him back into the memories of his yesterdays.

They rested together under a cherry blossom tree, watching the sky through the branches of the tree.

The boy was older now, his hair longer and his body much more lean.

He liked to watch the Sakura blossoms fall from the branch and flit through the air, so quickly you'd miss it if you weren't really paying attention.

He liked it when the blossoms fell in his mother's hair most though, That's what he decided.

The collision of pink and pale yellow.

"Deidara.."

"Yes mommy?"

"I love you."

He smiled at her, his eyes closed.

"I love you too mommy!"

Then they opened as they looked at her laying on her back, her short blond hair and her beautiful turquoise eyes shadowed by the branches above them.

But then his eyes looked upon something unexpected, a dark blue mark under her eye where her make-up had smudged off.

"Does that hurt Mommy?"

She looked at him, surprised, as her hand quickly reached up and covered the mark on her face.

"Does w-what hurt Dei?.."

The young boy scooted closer too her, his hand resting over hers upon her cheek.

"That."

"It doesn't hurt because I got it for loving you." She whispered, her eyes clouding. "It doesn't hurt because you make it feel better, Deidara."

He smiled up at her once more, too young to see through her mask, too see through it to her pain.

Vaguely, Deidara remembered waking briefly too see something pink above him.

Was it a Sakura petal?

The mouth on Deidara's right hand smiled at his mother as she mixed something together in a bowl.

The dim light from the windows in the kitchen seemed to light everything up but his mother's face and it recently occurred to him that her face seemed to be always shadowed.

He was tracing the lips on his hand absently as he watched her mix together the herbs that where in the bowl.

"Mom?"

"Mmm?"

"Why does father hate me?"

She was quiet, and her expression looked thoughtful, though Deidara noticed she wouldn't meet his eyes.

"He doesn't hate you. He just misses your older brother."

The small six year old boy bit on his bottom lip, pondering her words.

"He got mad when he saw that I had these." He lifted his hands to show her his hand-mouths.

"That's because Dibibatchi had those too."

Blaring light shone directly into Deidara's face, and he groaned in pain, still half asleep.

His vision was still blurred, and he could barely make out a pink blob above him as he reached up into the sky.

"He has extensive blood loss Kakashi-sensei, and hes so wounded that I could barely make out that he was truly Deidara Of The Akatsuki."

"We should just kill him right here."

Another groan of pain came from his mouth when small hands pressed his own hand down into his wounded side.

"You know we can't do that Naruto, he may have valuable information on the Akatsuki." Was that the copy-ninja's voice?

"He hurt Gaara-sama though.."

Deidara shot up, his vision still partially obscured by a red substance that ran down over his eyes. Blood?

"You shouldn't be moving." Something cold was pressed against his throat.

More blood came down over his eyes as Deidara coughed and spat, raw pieces of flesh coming from his mouth.

"Good Kami..What the hell did Sasuke do to him?" The red-headed man who spoke looked familiar.

The cold metal pressed harder against Deidara's sore throat, And he weakly struggled against it.

A voice came gruffly from behind him. "We should knock him out, Sakura-chan."

'Sakura?..' That name was familiar.

"Its too risky Sai. He'll pass out on his own anyway, hes losing allot of blood."

Deidara's hand raised and pointed at the red-head, pointing accusingly.

"I thought you were dead Sasori-Danna..."

Then another convulsion wracked the bleeding man's body and he slumped back into his offenders arms, the display before him swirling away into darkness as his arm dropped to his side.

The Kazekage narrowed his eyes.

"I am not your Danna, Deidara Of The Akatsuki. Your Danna is dead."

His mothers song played softly.

"Who the fuck do you think are you? Huh?! I can do what the fuck I want! Your not the boss, I am!"

Spit from the older man's mouth spattered onto Deidara's face, and he shut his eyes and turned away, small whimpers escaping his throat.

And just as his father's fist pulled back, ready to meet the boy's small broken form, the music stopped and a woman with short blond hair and piercing blue eyes jumped in between taking the hit.

"Don't hurt him anymore Himashi! Please..just take me instead!"

Deidara's father looked at the sprawled body of the young boy on the kitchen floor.

Then he smiled in almost a sadistic way and drew her close to him as he leaned over next to her ear.

His voice was scratchy as he whispered quietly, his eyes meeting Deidara's scared stare.

"Lets make him watch."

And Deidara crawled into a corner, hands over his ears as the sound of fabric ripping and muffled grunts overtook the once quiet sounds of the house.

Gently his eyes pried themselves open, and he was met with darkness.

"Well at least our Mission to capture and retrieve Sasuke wasn't a complete failure."

Slowly, Deidara began to realize someone had blind folded him, and the trauma he had once experienced returned to him.

"Your going to like this Deidara. Just like your mom did."

Blood gargled in Deidara's mouth as he screamed.

A woman's voice came from the left of him. "Someone hold him down!"

"You like it when I put my hand here, don't you?"

"No. No. NO. NO. NO." More strangled screams frantically ripped from his mouth and he thrashed around aimlessly, trying to get away from the imaginary man.

"Someone sit him up, he'll choke on his own blood like this."

"Don't touch me. Please don't, Please don't Uhn, Please don't.."

Something wet pressed against his mouth.

"Ssh..Sshh"

"Is he crying?"

"What a bitch."

But Deidara didn't hear them, he only heard the voice from the past.

"Soon you'll be with your precious little 'mommy' Deidara."

"What did you do too her!?"

"What do you think, kiddo?"

"Why..Would you..?" His voice lowered into whimpers.

"This isn't someone being afraid of being killed..This is the reaction I get all the time in the hospital from a trauma patient..When they see something that reminds them of.."

The woman's voice was gentle, she was the one who had spoken before.

"..."

The cloth was removed from over Deidara's eyes, and his heart hammered in his chest as he expected his father too appear on the other side.

Relief shot through his body as he saw it wasn't his father, but it was quickly replaced with more anxiety. Leaf ninja surrounded him.

The Kyubi spoke. "So he got abused?"

"Apparently."

"Wow. The mighty terrorist, scared of one little blind fold." A boy and his dog answered.

"Shut up Kiba."

Deidara's hazy eyes landed on the woman's face.

'So she was the pink thing I kept seeing..'

"It was obviously something bad to scare him so much." Her eyes met his.

"Your too soft Sakura." Kakashi moved towards Deidara to pick him up.

Hoarsely, Deidara spoke, his statement pointed at Sakura as he realized who she really was.

"You killed Sasori-Danna."

"Your right. I did."

Then Kakashi threw Deidara over his shoulder, and the group descended once more to the Leaf Village.

Deidara knew he wasn't safe in his current position as he pulled his thoughts together, He had to escape.

'The Pinkette..Yes the woman..She was kind to me.. I could use her to escape. You can tell she has a weak heart.'

But somewhere in his mind, a long silent voice spoke up. 'Is it worth it to hurt such a woman who understood you?'

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Deidara awoke in a hospital bed, his arms and legs chained down.

Oh yes, If you can imagine, this was just a wonderful thing to wake up too.

As he relaxed back into his pillow, his body ached in all the places he was wounded though not as bad as the day before. He'd have to thank the girl Sakura before he escaped. Maybe he wouldn't kill her as thanks. (Aw that's so caring of him :D) But for now he'd stick around and cause some hell whenever he got the chance. Sasori-Danna always told him that he was born to cause trouble.

Looking down at the chains, Deidara started to find a way out of them.

"Yeah, these will have to go."

But upon further inspection he noticed that his palms did not have his normal hand-mouths, black stitches smiled up at him instead.

Someone started to talk to someone else outside his door. Whoever they where had horrible timing

Violently he began to thrash around in the bed, screaming at the unknown visitor.

"What..The..Fuck!"

"Whoever the hell is out there better the fuck come in right fuckin' now, Yeah! I swear I will gut you then blow this god damned hospital into tiny fuckin' bits, Hmmm!" (This sentence is brought to you by Hidan, "Cuss your heart out...So I can give it too Lord Stababitch" :D)

The door opened angrily, the door slamming into the wall next to it, and in walked the pink haired woman.

"Apparently, you are not wounded enough to keep quiet. I don't know if its a good or bad thing that you've gotten so well."

Her voice was cold, even though what she said could have been perceived as humorous. The woman looked tired and much to old and tortured for her age. And she was what, seventeen?

Something in him just begged to get a reaction out of her.

"So Doctor, Whats wrong with m, Hmm?" Deidara jeered. "Am I too ugly to exist as a normal person?"

She remained unfazed.

"You are here to get well, then be interrogated by Ibiki."

"Well there's not a point in that, Yeah. I'll never tell him anything, so why don't you just gimme some mercy and kill me now?"

Sakura pulled up a stool the side of his bed and sat on it, her emerald eyes meeting his one blue ones with unwavering anger.

"Because you hurt Sasuke-kun, Because you kill without remorse, Because you are a dirty, low, no good abomination of flesh!You don't deserve the mercy of dying now! Not with what lies ahead of you, Deidara!"

She said his name with so much venom he could have mistaken her for a snake. Especially with the way her eyes narrowed when she said it.

'She must have heard about my battle with her lover boy..'

"Well Doctor, I guess your a dirty, low, abomination of flesh too. Your loyal to the leaf and they ask you too kill. Uhn..Well I'm not anything different than what you are. You are asked to kill so you do it. Same with me. We're the same, you see. I'm just marked A.W.O.L because I won't follow the Rock in their ambitions."

He watched her meekly turn away, His words obviously having some affect on her.

"I'm right, Yeah."

The woman turned further from Deidara on her stool and that something in Deidara got excited that she was reacting to him. Those feelings drove him on.

"And your god damned Sasuke-Kun." Deidara spat. "Is who did this to me..Uhn."

He noticed her shoulders where beginning to shake and his voice dropped an octave, like it would take some of the sting out of his words.

"He doesn't give half a shit about you, Doctor."

"I-I.."

He could hear that she was holding things back. Maybe he had gone too far this time.

'Yeah good job, make your ticket out cry.'

Her cries where quiet, and she sounded so broken..Like his mother once had.

"I..know..he doesn't care..b-beca-"

Her voice broke off in tears, and then he felt he had to help her. His feelings always confused him.

"You know..Your not the only person who suffers in this world. I mean, look at me, I'm due to die."

Slowly, Sakura turned back to him and wiped her tears.

He thought it was odd how girls where calmed by the fact that other human beings had it worse off than them.

"Oh..Uhm..Y-you have a serious injury t-to the right of your heart towards your lungs.."

She went on for about an hour, But he wasn't really listening to what she was saying. He was paying more attention to how she moved, and acted. It was the art of human beings, as Sasori had once called it. Soon enough though she left, and Deidara was alone again in his room, left to lay there listening to the unfamiliar beeps of machinery.

The room was so confining. So cold.

The artist wanted to be free again, in the sky, on his work. He wanted to create his art, not be chained to this bed. He had nothing to do, nothing he wanted to think about and he couldn't use or move his hands. The stitches hurt his lips whenever he moved his fingers, the muscles moved and pulled at the skin around his lips. Blood had even gathered in his right hand-mouth and was dribbling out of it through the stitches.

The night was worse though, it was where his nightmares decided to catch up to him. The chains had dug deep into his wrists as he writhed in his dreams, trying to escape the demons that inhabited them.

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He awoke to see a new nurse that was cautiously sticking a needle into his arm.

"Uhn..So you all did decide to kill me." Deidara said darkly.

His voice started the nurse, who looked directly at him and immediately regretted doing so at the cost.

They looked almost exactly alike.

"What. The. Hell!?"

"Are we related or something cause..Wow, Yeah."

Then, taking a last look at Deidara she span around on her heel and went shrieking out the door.

"Not exactly a good reaction..Maybe I should braid my hair instead of having a pony tail from now on.."

His thoughts were interrupted once more when the Hokage herself walked into his room, Her fist smashing into the pillow on the side of his head.

"Look you bastard, You better leave the nurses alone!"

Deidara looked at her serious expression and started laughing, obviously amused.

"Stop your laughing, don't you have any respect?"

He laughed even harder, not even paying attention to her threatening words.

"I will not be brushed off by the likes of you!"

She pulled her fist back, ready to strike the feminine form beneath her. (Don't tell Deidara I used the word feminine ;]-)

Frankly, he thought he looked like a lizard when she was angry, and that was just hilarious to him.

"You will not embarrass me in front of the elders or the Kazekage tomorrow. I mean it!"

"Why shouldn't I, hmm? I don't see anything in acting on my best behavior for me."

She pressed her head closer into his personal space, her breath hot on his face.

"I'm not asking. I'm demanding." She growled, then she slowly stalking out of his room leaving the snickering man behind.

"Oh this will be fun."

He had an idea, and If he was going to die, he might as well have some fun before he did. He knew there wasn't a point in trying to escape the Leaf, they'd just follow after him and it'd be a waste of time. He knew he wasn't strong enough to fend off the Copy ninja again.

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Deidara's plan unfolded early in the morning, when he started screaming and singing at 4:32 AM.

The noise continued until 7:26 AM when a nurse threatened to sew his lips shut.

At 8:11 AM he managed to free himself of his chains and cause a riot in the hospital, breaking thousands of dollars of medical equipment.

At 8:45 AM ninjas where trying to summon him to go see the Hokage, he promptly ignored to instead sexually harass a fifty-seven year old nurse.

By 9:10 AM, he had knocked out ten nurses and six civilians stating that they where "Undressing him with their eyes."

Deidara left the building by 9:37 AM, his destination unknown.

As of 10:05 AM there where thirty-one reports of the man screaming around town, throwing up blood on other people's food, harassing waitresses, blowing up buildings and drawing inappropriate pictures in his own blood on the Kazekage's hotel room wall.

All reportedly said that the man called himself "Tsunade's lover."

Yes, Deidara was having fun.

But much to his dislike, he was dragged to the Hokage's office by 11:23 AM by six angry jonin ninja.

Some say they heard screaming from the Hokage's office room.

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He was back in his hospital room with bigger and better locks, thicker and tighter chains and safety glass windows.

On the good side, his hand-mouths had been unstitched and he'd gotten a good shower.

His rampage hadn't been good enough to threaten Tsunade to get him a good book but, beggars can't be choosers.

What put the icing on his cake though was that the Haruno woman had to care for him, since he was deemed dangerous to other nurses and doctors.

Now it would be easier to pick at her, get into her heart, until she let him go.

He knew she had a soft heart, and anyway messing with her head was something to do, wasn't it?

Just yesterday he had fun with her, making her blush countless times. Especially after the "Well are you going to bathe me?" comment.

She was here now, and he was contemplating his next move.

"So doctor Harunooo.." He dragged the O out in her name because he knew it bothered her.

"My hand hurts, kiss it better?"

The look she gave him would put Itachi's glare to shame.

"Stop playing games, Deidara. I'm only here to give you one last check-up before Ibiki takes you for the day."

He looked up at her from his bed, not having any smart ass remark planned for that sentence. His mind was blank.

"So.."

Deidara blinked.

"You'll come back at night since I'll prolly have to heal you.."

Deidara looked away from her, down at his smiling hands.

"Ah..So I'll be beaten and mentally raped for information, Yeah?"

She gently plopped down next to him, sighing.

"If you told them what they wanted to know, they wouldn't hurt you."

"You know I can't do that, yeah. And anyway I'd be put up for trial and lose if I told. I might as well die early and die with pride."

She didn't respond, because deep down she knew he was right. He had no chance of leading a normal life in a village.

"Deid-"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, deep and demanding.

"Is he ready yet?"

It was Ibiki, here for his prisoner.

"Y-yes..Ibiki."

She unchained him from the bed and opened the door, letting Ibiki in.

"We'll be back later tonight."

Then they where gone, Deidara hadn't even bothered to fight back against Ibiki.

Sakura thought that was strange, Didn't he want to live?

She was interested in knowing more about the strange man, he was so open and yet his history was a mystery. She had already checked out what Kohana knew about his past, and it wasn't much.

She would have to contact the Rock, and see if they would tell her anything. But something told her It wasn't a necessarily good idea, What if it turns out they wanted Deidara?

The Leaf would have to give him to them then, to avoid war. And..She would miss the blonde man.

But she couldn't ask Deidara about his past, could she? It would be the right thing to do..but..she knew he wouldn't tell her anything useful.

Sighing to herself, Sakura put clean sheets and blankets on his bed. The Maids and Nurse's AIDS where too scared to even come in here after he's gone. So that ment that Sakura had to clean his room as well, which cut more time out of her training and mission time.

This prisoner, was more trouble than needed.

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