Helllooo! I've been a member of fanfiction for years.. and this is my first story . Heheheh.. Please, critique even if you need to be mean. I want to do my best to write a wonderful story to contribute to my favorite! -Sasori-
Anyways, I do not own Naruto! Just my oc Suzuna :D
Enjoy!
Iron Will
Snow. He laughed at the irony, for he was from the village hidden within the sand. He now walked through the land of iron on a mission to assassinate some lord for whatever reason. His usual companion Deidara was on another mission.
'Thank goodness,' he thought. The loud blonde was nothing but a nuisance ever since he became Sasori's new partner.
'That brat knows nothing, to think art is fleeting? No, art is eternal.' "Tsk, silly brat" he murmured.
He continued on, trekking through the snow in his puppet Hiruko. The large, unusual looking puppet with an enormous scorpion tail blocked any and all sleet and snow, not that it mattered. His body was no longer human, and could no longer feel the cold.
A short time later he noticed a flash of what looked like metal.
"Hmm, an ambush?"
He summoned one of his many puppets to flush out the could be foe from the trees. The puppet found nothing, to his confusion.
"I don't sense any chakra, perhaps a stranded traveler that ran off. I guess he saw me. Hn."
He withdrew his puppet and continued on, still wondering who and what the flash of metal could have been. A few moments passed and he saw the flash again.
"Eh? This time you will not escape so easily!" He snapped.
Within a second he was behind the stranger with the scorpion tail to their throat.
"Why are you following me? If you were attempting to assassinate me then you are a fool, you would die before that action would have crossed your mind." He hissed.
A muffled sound came from the stranger, and he finally looked down to get a better look. The could be assassin was small and slender, wearing a sort of kimono with what looked like ninja leggings with metal plates along the sides of their legs. Long metal boots, and a thick cloak wrapped around to protect from the cold. What interested him the most was this stranger had a rather long katana strapped to their back, but he could sense no chakra.
'I suppose that was the flash I saw, their sword.' He thought.
He could not see the face of this person as the cloak they wore had a large hood, hiding the unknown person's head.
"Who are you? Speak if you cherish your life."
He couldn't understand why he didn't just kill this person the moment he found them.
'I suppose I'm interested enough to let them live. They are lucky.'
A few seconds past and the stranger started to remove their hood, about to reveal their identity.
'Ah, finally.' He thought.
He looked on in shock as this person revealed long white hair, and a slender face.
'A woman?'
He noticed this person was small at first but, realizing they must have been a samurai because of the sword, he didn't suspect this person could be a female.
"What is your name, girl?"
She looked up and tilted her head to the side and spoke in a musical voice, "Suzuna".
'Suzuna' he thought, 'an interesting name'.
"Why have you been following me?" He asked.
She merely looked on in what looked like boredom. He grew frustrated with her lack of response.
"Do you have a death wish girl? I hate waiting, and I hate to repeat myself. I will ask only once more, why have you been following me?" He snapped.
She stared at him for a moment, and then finally replied, "You are of Akatsuki correct?"
He hid his shock from his face, "What do you know of Akatsuki, you are a samurai are you not? You should know nothing of ninja business."
She scoffed with mild interest, "we samurai know more than you think, Sasori of the Red Sand."
She smirked at his slight reaction to his name coming from her lips.
'She knows who I am? Just who is this girl' he wondered.
He attached chakra strings to the girl before she could react, "you know more than one would expect for a samurai" he said.
"You have sealed your fate, little girl, you are mine now".
She struggled within the chakra strings, panicking she hissed, "what have you done to me? Release me, Akatsuki!"
But she could not move. He merely smirked at her reaction, thinking to himself
'what an interesting girl, I think I will keep her around for a short time. Until I grow bored, then she will become a part of my collection. A samurai puppet will be most interesting'.
Review if I should continue :D