You walk down the hallway of your school, dressed in a (fav colour) shirt and blue jeans. Your (colour) hair had (fav colour) streaks in it and your bangs covered your (eye colour) left eye. You walk up to your best friend, Deidara.
“Merry Christmas Dei!” you hand him a present wrapped in green with red ribbon.
Deidara lifted out a black shirt with white writing saying ‘Art is a Bang!’
“[Name]! I love it, un!” he launched his arms around you in a tight hug. “For you!” he hands you a purple wrapped gift.
Slowly, you unwrap the paper, expecting… well, expecting a clay explosive. It was from Deidara, after all. You lift the wrapping away to reveal (fav band)’s new CD and a small chocolate heart.
“Dei?”
“[Name], I want you to be the only thing I find in my stocking this Christmas.” Deidara grabbed your hands in his, hand-mouths closed.
You smile, and tear your hands away. Deidara looks down and drops his hands.
“Dei, look up.” You whisper.

Deidara’s obsession for his art is perhaps his most notable personality trait. He seems to view each and every bomb he creates as a piece of art and a significant accomplishment in its own right. He left his home village of Iwagakure, because they disapproved of the techniques he developed. He hated Itachi for defeating his art, and even developed C4 clay and trained his left eye to counter genjutsu for the purpose of defeating Itachi someday. Deidara even once exclaimed to Sasuke in their fight that Sasuke had no respect for his art and that it made Deidara want to kill him. He even seems to value his art more than he does himself, wanting to fight Naruto with only one arm because he viewed him as, “the perfect canvas for my art” and even knowingly killing himself in one massive explosion to kill Sasuke. Considering the nature of his technique involves large explosions, it can be argued that Deidara is a big attention seeker. Before he joined Akatsuki he worked as a terrorist bomber for hire and travelled all over the world bombing different places. Also when he was brought back to life by Kabuto, he was visibly angry to learn that his final explosion didn’t get that much...

A normal day in the Naruto-verse.

In order to escape the insanity in the Akatsuki hideout, Nikki and Deidara went out for another walk. Unlike their last walk, this time it was nothing but undeterred sunshine.

As they walked down the path, they suddenly heard a 'squish' as Deidara stepped on something soft.

"Huh?" The blonde said, looking down.

There was a creature sitting in the road. It was small, mouse-like, and yellow with two brown stripes across its back, a splash of brown at the base of its lightning bolt-shaped tail, black on the ends of its pointed ears, and big red circles on his adorable cheeks.

"It's a... Pikachu.." Said Nikki. Then she took note of the dangerous aura swirling around the 'Pikachu' and muttered, "Uh oh..."

At first, the Pikachu said nothing, but then it turned around and gave Deidara the worst death glare he had ever seen as sparks flew from its red cheeks.