my heaven: a naruto fantasy-a new problem part 2 and 3

chapter 7

(Gomen gomen gomen! I haven't updated to these in so long! I've been working on the our an one so much since my friend was bugging the crap outta me and I've been reading a lot of fan fiction and then I have a lot of family shit going on. Gah its such a drag!

Shikamaru: that's my line!

Me: I know. But I speak the truth shika.

Shikamaru: hey only temari can call me that!

[Yes I ship them, go shikatem!]

Me: its my nickname for you and I'm sticking with it whether you like it or not.

Shikamaru: gah this is such a drag...

Me:*hugs shikamaru goofily* that's the line! My wittle shika!

Temari: get your filthy MIT's off my shikamaru!

Me: aaaaaaahhhhhh!*runs from temari* sorry guys gotta go bye hope ya like the chapter!)

For a while it was silent. Until an all too familiar voice rang in the room.

"Thought they'd never leave." His voice rang and I froze in fear. It was deidara. He came closer to me until he knelt down beside me. "I meant what I've said. You have a nice taste about you."

I bent backward as his face came closer to mine. Until he finally lost his balance and ended up pinning me to the hard ground. My breaths were short and very unsteady until deidara finally crashed his lips onto mine. I let out a muffled cry which soon silenced as deidaras tongue explored my mouth which was stained of blood. When he pulled away I stared into his eyes. A look of satisfaction plastered on his face.

Deis POV!

Hovering over elizabeth he gazed into her red eyes. The bloodstained eyes that were once filled with confidence and strength withered down to mere circles of twisted fear and pain. Deidara loved that look on her face. Loved to see her suffer. Loved hearing her screams until they finally gave him a headache. But most of all. Deidara loved her taste. The taste of the blood in her mouth as he crashed his lips onto hers was intoxicating to him. He wanted her all to himself not for her beauty or her anything beyond her taste. He loathed how he never had her sooner.

"What..........are you........g...." Was all her voice allowed her to say.

"I'm going to take you and keep you where I can have you all to myself." Deidara replied.

Elizabeth gave no reply as deidara knew that pain would find out and kill him for it. So he had a better plan.

These wounds would heal eventually and her memory of these last few months can be erased. But not unless I give her a more permanent wound. Right on that pretty face of hers. Deidara thought with a wide grin.

Fearfilled crimson eyes locked him in his position. Only now, in the firelight, could he see the once white around her irises now stained from her tears of blood. The wound on her right eye. Her skin itself was purpleish like one big bruise. And every touch to her was painful.

So before deidara could execute his plan he'd have the last of his fun with her.

Deidaras hand went to its usual spot where he'd left claw marks in her skin. Gripping her waist tightly he dug his fingers into her skin. She was just about to scream when deidara silenced her voice by crashing his lips onto hers. The sweet taste of her blood flooded his mouth as he heard her muffled screams of delighted agony. He knew she was crying and smiled as he brutally and forcefully made out with her.

Deidara was slightly surprised when Elizabeth reached for his bare arm and dug hear nails into his skin. When deidara looked into her red eyes he saw pain and agony, along with fear.

"Please stop deidara." She said crying. Her voice was soft and he knew it pained her to talk. "I'll do anything.......just please.....stop....."

"'Anything' hmm. You sure you mean that?" Deidara sneered.

"Yes." Elizabeth sobbed. "Please I beg of you.......stop hurting me......"

Deidara grinned. Just as I expected. He thought.

Deidar got up from pinning elizabeth down and formed an earth sign with his hand. In seconds a tunnel formed in front of him and he took her in his arms. Walking through the tunnel he finally approached the underground river in a cave. He had built a raft and set her onto it, careful to make sure she couldn't fall off.

"What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked shakily.

Deidara pulled out a kunai and grinned. "This will leave a permanent mark." He mused as he covered her mouth. Quickly he cut down from her right eye to her lips, leaving a jagged and bleeding mark.

Elizabeth screamed loudly in pain but deidara knew she wouldn't be heard.

My POV

I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed in agony as my blood streamed down my face into the river.

Why me? Why is it always me? I thought in sadness as I drifted down the stream.