Keep Breathing

The storm is coming...

The blonde's cell phone rings with a happy tune. He pulls it out of his pocket and smiles at the Caller ID, flipping it open. "Sasori!" he says excitedly. "I knew you'd call! The skyscraper is amazing. It's like nothing I've ever-"

"Deidara," the redhead on the opposite end says, almost sternly. "You have to get out of there."

"I know you're upset that you couldn't come with me, but sheesh." Deidara rolls his eyes, as if Sasori could see it.

"Listen to me, Deidara." Sasori switches his phone to the other ear. "On the news... Look, just leave. Please."

"Why?" Deidara asks, puffing out his bottom lip slightly. He puts his hand on his hip and says, "You're kinda scaring me." There's an odd, choked noise on the other end. Deidara falls silent for a moment, then asks, "Are you alright?"

Sasori clenches his fist. "I will if you just get the hell out of there! Deidara, there's a bomb! It's not one of your little artistic fireworks, it's a real bomb! It's all over the news!"

But I don't mind...

"A bomb?" Deidara repeats, a little excited, but nervous at the same time.

"Several. All on level sixty. They're going to go off one by one." Sasori grips the bridge of his nose between his index finger and thumb, as if it will calm him down. "Get to an elevator. Tell the people-"

There's a loud bang, and static from Sasori's end. Tears well up in the redhead's eyes as he asks quietly, "Dei...?"

"Holy shit!" Deidara shouts, picking up his cell phone. The force of the first explosion caused him to fall and drop the phone. He brushes some hair out of his face. "Sasori, it blew up right next to the elevators, they're completely inaccessible! Oh, God... There's people lying in heaps over there..."

Sasori chokes back a sob - Deidara's okay... for now. He sounds a bit happy. He had always liked explosions. "Are there stairs?" Sasori asks, a little bit hysterical.

People are dying...

Another explosion. Deidara curses under his breath, gripping the phone tight as he falls backwards again. He's now sweating. The real danger of the situation has become clear to him; He won't make it. "There aren't now," he says, looking around. More corpses, small fires around him. He won't ever see Sasori ever again. There's no exit anymore. One small cloud with silver lining in the back of his head: This is how he'd always wanted to die... with a bang.

I close my blinds - All I know is I'm breathing now.

The salty tears finally start to leak out of Sasori's eyes and flow down his face. He wipes them away with the back of his hand and says, "Deidara... Get out of there, escape, I don't care how, just do it!"

Deidara shakes his head as his own tears come pouring out. "I can't," he says, unable to help a small smile from forming on his lips. "There's no way."

I want to change the world, instead I sleep...

"Deidara!" Sasori wails, beating his fist on the arm of the sofa. "Please just try!"

"I can't, Sasori." Deidara repeats, ducking as the third explosion goes off. He looks around the scalded building and makes his way towards the window that spans the whole wall. He looks out over the city, and then up towards the sky. Sweet serenity will come at last. "I'm sorry."

I want to believe in more than you and me...

Sasori cries louder, his sobbing reaching the static of Deidara's phone. Deidara sighs. "I love you, Sasori," he says. It's true, but only half so. He had always coveted those who had their lives brought graciously to an end by the fiery death traps, and had argued with himself over the years. Love or true love?

But all that I know is I'm breathing.

Sasori stares in horror at the television.
Deidara closes his eyes.
Sasori grips the phone tighter. The bomb will go off any second.
Deidara has chosen.
True love...
Bang.

Sasori lets out a tear-filled scream of mourning as the television shows the fourth bomb going off. The windows are shattered from the impact. Smoke fills the sky and licks the shattered remnants of level sixty, painting everything black with ash. A single body is tossed out one of the windows, barely visible, but Sasori notices it. Holding back another cry, he squints at the screen.

All I can do is keep breathing...
All we can do is keep breathing now...

The body of a blonde teen with blue eyes glazed over with death hits the sidewalk from sixty floors up, painting a lake of crimson on the cement. People are gathering around, crying, screaming, pointing, staring silently. Some at the boy, some at the building.

Now, now, now...

The camera switches to a different spot for television viewers, barely showing the bloodstained ground and part of the body. Sasori screams again, instantly recognizing the body to be Deidara's. He sees the cell phone lying only a few feet away from Deidara's pale, lifeless, burned hand.

He closes his own cell phone and grips the sides of his head with his hands, a waterfall of tears pouring down.

Why didn't Deidara run!?

All that I know is I'm breathing
All I can do is keep breating
All we can do is keep breathing [x9]
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