histórias de Deikuro

"Pride was always your true weakness, Deidara," she spoke, sitting with her back against the puppet and looking at the deep night sky, as she always found herself doing. They were alone at last, much to Kuro's dismay. What she dreaded most was to be there when the reanimation inevitably came undone. *cross-posted on ao3

Naruto was a delinquent with no parents and no friends, but things have changed and he made friends that he would sacrifice his life for. A few years after his best friend left the town to live with someone unknown, he is offered to attend the prestigious Shinobi Academy, only finding out that his previous friends were also attending it. Sakura just wants to be a normal girl. She had a certain blonde as a best friend that helped her find herself, but now tension had rose because of a guy they both liked. And now she had found out that they were going to the same school. Sasuke wishes he had never met Naruto and Sakura, the people who are closest to him. Ever since he abandoned his old school, he hadn't had any contact with his old friends whatsoever since his only motive was to get revenge on his brother, who killed the family and left, leaving him to live a bitter life with thoughts only of vengeance. These three meet again, but now at a brand new school. Nothing bad could happen... (art or characters do not belong to me)

She was a woman of loyalty; he was a man of betrayal. "Of course, I can send you to hell; I can lock you away for life; I can make sure you never see the light of the sun again." She told the blonde. "But, damn you." Wiping the tears streaming down her face, "I love you." *cross-posted on ao3