Eternal. That is how art is supposed to be. Forever lasting, never fading, always beautiful.

Fleeting. That is true art, un. Just a moment, a beautiful second, then it is gone.

That brat. He's always going on about how "art is a bang!" Why can't he see that he's art? That he's supposed to last forever?

Danna always corrects me, saying that I'm wrong, it's supposed to be eternal. Whatever. He may be beautiful and all, but no human heart can last forever.

Brat, if you could just see yourself for just a moment. The way I see you. You're not a nuisance. Don't you see my puppets all have some aspect of you, long hair, blonde hair, blue eyes?

Everytime I make a sculpture, it turns out to be my Danna… Not my usual birds. I quickly smash the clay down before you can see, so you'll never find out.

Lately, you've been acting weird. You glance at me, and quickly look away. What's bothering you? I already know the answer to this. "Nothing, Danna, un." Why won't you just tell me?

I've been paranoid lately. Danna keeps on asking, but I can't tell him I love him. Not when we're so close to Suna. He might just kill me and do the mission himself. I need to prove myself and my art to him…

Deidara, you are art. Maybe it should be fleeting. As I take my last breath, looking at the swords in my heart, I can't help but think of you. I never did tell you I loved you…

Danna, why?! Art is supposed to be eternal, is it not?! Then WHY did you die?! I hate you, you damn puppet! I gave myself to you, soul and all! And you… died before I could say those three words… Art should have been eternal.

You know what, Sasori-no-Danna? I was right. I may have been nothing but a toy, a puppet to you, but… You didn't last. I'll see you soon, my love.

Damn brat! Always destroying what's mine, now you've blown yourself up! Well, maybe I'll be able to tell you that I love you…