Servant of evil - Sasodei

                      The servant and the evil


Deidara smirked a bit as his handsome servant bowed for him, giving him a charming smile when he stood up straight. "Dinner is ready, your majesty."
The blonde prince gave alow hum, looking up from the book he was reading. "What's cooking today, hmm?"
"Today it's duck served with rice and two different sauces, along with your favorite salad and fresh fruit. As goes for teh dessert, today we serve the 'devil's cake.' "
"Oh!" Deidara exclaimed, getting up from his seat while closing his book. "Sounds delicious, I better hurry~"
Sasori just nodded, watching his brother raise and walk away to the dining salon. He looked down when he was gone, and drew a little sigh. Things had not been easy for the two of them. Never.
They were born together, in the castle... But then, after five years, they were torn apart. Sasori got raised to be a high-class servant, and Deidara... A prince. A very good-looking prince, above all...
Even if he was good-looking though, he wasn't the nicest prince around.
The story was a bit complicated. A lot... Sasori was sadly a part of it. He was always a part of whatever Deidara went through. He would do ANYTHING for him. He loved him so much... The were as close as siblings could be.
The fact was... To Sasori, they were even more than that. And that fact... It scared him a bit.
He loved his brother in a different way. He didn't know if it was less weird just because they weren't raised together, or... No, he had no idea, really. He just knew that he felt attracted towards him.

Deidara had once been the nicest person ever in the history of this noble family. But then... He fell in love with a man. A man who lived in their city.
Just a simple, middle-classed citizen.
Who found a woman.
Married her.
And... Yes.
The whole thing was really sad, and Deidara had been heartbroken. So heart-broken, he had given orders to cut the head off, off the couple. And their child.
The country had became mad. Really mad... In fact, they had became so furious, they now wanted Deidara gone.
Not that they wanted him to disappear from the country. No no, if only things were that simple...
They wanted him dead. 'Cut his head off'. For obvious reasons.
And that really hurt Sasori. No one knew the real story... Now, he didn't say that what Deidara had done was right. But if that man just knew what he had missed. Ditching someone as beautiful and sweet as Deidara, it was pure madness.

Now, the people living in this city could demonstrate as much as they wanted. But the castle was secure, and as long as Deidara kept himself inside the castle, everything would be fine. The question though, was, for how long Deidara could live like this. His whole life?

Days passed.

And passed.

Away.

A month had passed. And now... It seemed like everything had turned against the heart broken blonde.
People who worked in the castle had gotten enough of getting treated like this. The no longer wanted this. They wanted no monarchy. ( ? )

September 14, the castle was put on fire. And Sasori was the only one left on Deidara's side. The two of them were stuck in the prince's library, Deidara panicking, and Sasori just standing there. Thinking. And listening to his brother.

"WHO THE HELL DO THEY THINK THEY ARE!? Treating me like this... I should have punished them harder! Built a new prison, god damn it, those awful, disgusting creatures... I've gotten enough of them!" The blonde was pretty much rattling, throwing book to different directions. His face was twisted in rage, and it was more than obvious on his voice, how upset he was.
Sasori knew that they had to get out of the castle as quick as possible. But if Deidara did that... He would be killed. That was the last thing Sasori wanted, ever...
The brown orbs stopped looking at his own feet, and instead they focused on the subject in the room. "Your highness... Please, do calm down..." Sasori said with his soft smile, walking up to his precious love. "Would you like to sit down?" He placed a comfortable chair behind Deidara, watching how the frustrated blonde basicly melted down on it. "Sasori... What the hell am I supposed to do..." It almost seemed like that anger had been replaced with sadness and... Vulnerable... No, no, never mind.
The redhead could only keep his calm smile up and look down at the blonde. He was beautiful. And he was... Just amazing. Sasori barely could register how those monsters could want to kill such an amazing person...
Deidara had done so many things in his whole life, and all of them were right.
It was just that... He had reached a point of life, where he had done one, simple little mistake. And that had turned his whole world upside down.
Why could no one forgive him?

All these thoughts... They made Sasori realize something.
Deidara didn't DESERVE this. He had done everything for his country... More than anyone had ever done. More than... Well, Sasori.
The redhead sank down to Deidara face level, looking him straight in the eyes.
It was time to do something... "Deidara... I love you... You should know that..." He leaned forward, gently pressing his lips onto the now clearly chocked blonde. "And as your servant, I shall go out there in your place. While you flee... Run away, the back-way."
Deidara just blinked. Registering what was ... Happening.
He just got kissed by his brother. His servant. Who just called him by name, and told him he 'LOVED' him. The castle was on fire, slowly breaking, and the whole city was gathered out there, wanting his head on a plate.

And what was Sasori saying?

"I'm your brother. They can barely tell the differense... And I don't think anyone, besides me, ever noted down you have those... Wonderful blue eyes... The wont notice. Other than that, our faces have the same shape, your eyes are just... Wider than mine. We've got the same body shape and... All I need is your blonde hair."
By now, Deidara was more than speechless. He was panting fast, not being able to understand what Sasori was talking about... The only thing he knew was that he didn't want this. A life without his brother wasn't a life. "B-but..."

"My love... I'll cut a bit of your hair, create a wig and go out there in your place."
"D-danna..." Sasori's cheeks went a bit red, hearing the blonde call him that... He.... Had called him that when they were kids.
He could have laughed. The prince was calling his servant 'master'. Oh you stupid blonde... "No... You..."

"Hurry up, there's not much time."
And with that, Sasori got the nearest scissor he found. The prince's hair was cut to shoulder length, and Sasori successfully created a wig. He did work with puppets, and therefor knew a lot about crafts.
Before Deidara knew it, they had switched clothes. Now, Deidara in the outfit of a butler, and Sasori in the expensive clothes of his brother. "Wow... You relly look good in those..." Sasori mumbled with a sad smile, examining the blonde, up and down. "Really..."

"Brother... I don't want to do this..."
"Dei... I want to. I only have one wish in life. To protect you. And make you happy..."
"You aren't making me happy like this...!" The blonde had now began crying, looking down at the floor, as they stood there, in the middle of the enormous library. The enormous castle... The temperature was raising quickly...
"There is nothing else I can do for you, my dear. And there is nothing you can do for me. Trust me, this is the right thing..."
Deidara just shook his head, wrapping his arms around the redhead. "I love you..." He heard Sasori mumble. And that only made the matter worse. "I'm sorry, Sasori... But, I cannot have such feeling for my own brother... I'm sorry,  I can't return your feelings..."

"I know..." Sasori answered with a smile, putting a kiss on Deidara's cheek. "But at least... Before I die... Can you just say that you do?"

"Of course..."

Sasori watched the blonde let go of him, which almost worried him a bit. But suddenly, his worry turned into fear and chock, as he saw his brother... THE PRINCE... Bow for him, a simple... Servant...

"Sasori no Danna..." He watched, speechless, as the blonde took his hand in his own, kissing it. "I love you more than anything... Wherever you happen to be in the next few hours, I do hope god is with you." The prince chuckled a bit, looking up at his brother for the last time. "But looking at it from one side, I kind of hope that you will be put were the devil is. Because... In that case, we will definitely meet, sooner or later."

...Sasori could say nothing, and just stared as the blonde got up, gave him a sweet kiss and the most amazing, beautiful smile Sasori had ever seen. "I do love you, so much..."
After minutes of silence, Sasori shook his head, and gave Deidara a last hug, before putting on the wig and turning away. "Hurry up now, Deidara, before it is to late..."

The original blonde nodded, smirking a bit, and started running down all these stairs. They were all set on fire. And it was so hot, the smoke was making it difficult to see, as it was infecting the blonde's lunges. But the back way was not far away, and Deidara safely got out, and made his way out into the forerst. That smirk still on his face. The smirk he wore when he was terrified.
Sasori on the other side, went to the balcony, connected with the library. There was no way he could reach the main entrance, it was all burning up, literally like hell.
When he reached the balcony, he smiled when the people down there yelled their lunges out. They did think he was Deidara... Thank god...
Without hesitation, the redhead jumped down, and felt how the people actually caught him. Hm. Seemed like they didn't want him to smash down and explode in little pieces of flesh and blood... They wanted to cut his head off. Oh well.

My very lovely sibling.
Even if everything of the world.
Becomes your enemy.
I will be the one to protect you.
So you just be somewhere laughing and smiling.

I shall even become an evil.

If I could be born again...
I hope you'd play with me then.


The whole county was actually burnt up by all the mad citizens. Deidara watched as his brothers head was cut off, how everyone cheered when they had reached their goal. But how that just lead to more chaos and violence. The city turned into a living hell, and soon enough the whole country was barely even a memory.

The story of the two siblings, with the divided destinies, wasn't even remembered, to be forgotten. And the prince, he burned up along with the memories and the feelings. Everything disappeared... And...

"Good morning, Deidara."

The now awake blonde blinked a few times, sitting up. He took his time to register the area, and realized he was sitting on a field, green grass covering the whole place, and beautiful flowers here and there. There was a pinkish blue sea nearby, and not a single cloud could be seen up in the sky...

"Sasori?" Another thing. There was a very handsome man lying next to him, playing with his hair a bit, while looking at him with a calm smile. "It is time for dinner, your highness. And were serving your favorite today... Devil's cake."

"Oh..." Deidara smiled, putting a little kiss on his brothers lips. "We better hurry up then~"

"Yes, we better."
                                            


                                                              THE END