One year. Deidara had been in prison for one year. It's not like he was counting the days, there was nothing to count to. He had a life sentence, however staying in prison for the rest of his life wasn't his destiny. He belonged to the skies where he could flap his wings and be free of confining walls. If the blonde had of known what he did now, he may have chosen a different path. Would he have given up his one true love though? Deidara fully understood now the pain of having the people who are precious to you ripped away in an instant. Life was painfully fleeting.