I love Sasori! So I've decided to write an awesome story… I hope! Also my OC dies just a for warning so sorry to hurt your feelings. Sasori will also, for my benefit, turned himself into a puppet at 19 instead of 15…..

Alright: I don't own Naruto because if I did I would so not let Sasori die! But I do own the OC.

Warning: I didn't go into detail when Sasori died so y'all can fill in the whole, 'I'll tell you where my spy is.' stuff…. Kay? :)))

Clumsy0132

Chapter 1: The Little Girl with a Giant Smile

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love."

-Sophocles

The Battle

Lady Chiyo stared at her grandson as he stared back at her with those unfeeling eyes. When had he become this way? When had he become this lifeless puppet? She gave a soft smile… She remembered when, it was after he lost his best friend, his teammate, his equal… his love. She was his everything and more, Chiyo really believed that she had made an excellent wife for her grandson, but her days where cut short and her grandson was never the same.

Lady Chiyo's breath began to grow swallower as she struggled to live with the poison in her blood vessels. She watched as Sakura fought bravely against an opponent she could barely beat… How much Sakura reminded her of Sasori's wife. With her last bit of strength Chiyo called out her last two remaining puppets, the same ones that Sasori had made as a child of his mother and father. Using them she attacked Sasori with all her skill and watched as the swords with through his heart. He had died so easily then, he had given up. He no longer wished for life.

Sakura panted as she watched Sasori stare at his grandmother, blood dripping from the corners of his lips, the parentally puppets pulled away from embracing their creator. He collapsed without the support of his puppets, but as he fell to his knees a small smile laid upon his lips and one word escaped his lips before dying…

"Kei." He whispered as he fell face down to the ground.

Lady Chiyo's Funeral

Lady Chiyo's sacrifice was honored and her death was mourned all throughout Suna. It was Chiyo's funeral and many had come to the crazy-lady-who-often-pretended-to-be-dead to give their final respects. Sakura stayed behind longer and stared at the lady in the coffin, she could not help but replay Sasori's death over and over again, but what she didn't understand the most was Chiyo's understanding. Ebizo was still starring at the coffin waiting for his twin to pop up and say 'Gotcha!' but she never did, as he stood there looking at his sister he noticed the pink hair girl staring at the coffin in confusion.

"What is it child?" Ebizo asked as he sat next to her. She looked up at him and began to ponder what to ask the wise man and finally after long debating she settled for one question.

"Who is Kei?" Sakura mumbled. Ebizo chuckled and smiled.

"That is an excellent question. Come with me." He stood and Sakura began to follow. He took her to the cemetery located outside of the town but still within the walls, but he walked further into the back until he came to an old tombstone with no name on it with flowers surrounding it and a small vase of dead roses that had died long ago. Sakura stared down at the tombstone slightly confused until she looked at him. In his wise tired eyes she saw the sadness that filled them. "If you wish to know why that name is important you must listen to her story."

Sakura nodded and sat down in the hot sand waiting for the story to begin.

"It all started thirty-three years ago on a day like any other….." He began

Thirty-Three years ago...

A small boy with crimson hair and chocolate eyes swung in the swing set all alone as he watched the other children play, none of them had asked Sasori to play with them anymore since he always told them no. He swung back and forth staring at the sand as he kicked it with each swing, but stopped when he noticed a shadow. Dropping his feet he came to abrupt stopped and looked slightly up to find a girl standing before him. She was the girl that sat near him every day and always gave him a giant smile before turning her attention back to her school work. She had light almost transparent blue eyes, her small pink lips were turned into a smile as she stared at the boy, and her straight blonde hair blew in the wind.

"Hiya!" She said as she sat next to him on the swing set. He looked over her from head to toe and began swinging again; she laughed and swung with him. "I'm Shimizu Kei!" She smiled widely at him. He looked over at him again, why was she even talking to him? He turned his head back to his feet and began to shuffle his feet back and forth. He continued to ignore her as well as he could but he could feel her eyes burning into his skull. Just as he was about to snap at her he noticed a shadow cast over him. Sasori looked slightly up and found the fuming Kei, her beige robe blew slightly with wind along with the hem of her light green dress. The stubborn look on her face told him he wasn't going anywhere till he answered.

"Sasori." He mumbled slightly annoyed, of course never allowing his face to express it. She smiled brightly down at him as she sat next to him on the swing once again and began swinging with a bright smile.

"Sasori-san, why are you always sitting alone?" Kei asked as she watched the children play.

"…."

"Is because you don't want to or because they won't let you?" Kei stopped her swing and stared at him. He turned his head away from her and a small blush appeared on his cheeks.

"….."

"So it's because they won't be your friend?"

"….."

"You don't talk a lot do you?" Kei giggled a little before smiling sweetly at him. She stood up before him and held at her hand. "I like you… Let's be friends. Okay?"

Sasori looked at the hand before reaching out and taking it.

Two years later…

"Alright class shut up and pay attention class has started!" The instructor yelled as he entered the room. This was an everyday thing and Sasori was getting tired of it, he knew half the things the man was teaching anyway; he began sketching his latest design for his puppet. He wanted to add weapons to this one, maybe some poison as well. As the red head drew his plan, a girl with long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail paid attention to every word her sensei said. She admired the man, he was a weapon specialist just like she wanted to be.

He was tall, muscular, and dark with shaggy black hair. He wore the normal shinobi outfit but his head band was tied around his left upper arm making his arm appear more muscular. His dark brown eyes stared deep into the souls of others and his voice…..

"Kei you're getting drool on my sketch… Brat." Sasori said slightly irritated and amused at the same time. Kei had been secretly in love with sensei Notori since day one, and the fact he was a weapon specialist didn't help the case at all. Kei snapped out of her daydream and openly glared at Sasori as she looked down at his perfectly fine sketch. She huffed and turned away from him to listen to her sensei's beautiful voice.

"So did I interrupt you when you were admiring his eyes or voice?" Sasori chuckled as he watched his friend blush and then winched when she stomped his foot under the table.

"Shimizu… Akasuna." Sasori and Kei stopped their glaring and shifted their eyes to their sensei. He was glaring at the two children; he just couldn't grasp one thing. How were they friends? They were complete opposites; Kei was expressive with her emotion, fun, kind, and talk excessively, but Sasori was emotionless, mean, boring, and silent. The two said children turned away from one another and gave their attention to him; Kei was blushing and Sasori just stared blankly at him. Shaking his head Notori went back to teaching on the benefits of knowing taijutsu.

One hour later…

"Oh my gosh he talked to you!" Ana yelled as she grabbed her best friend and spun her around. Kei became dizzy within a few spins and stumbled back, tripping over the chair and finally falling with a crash, but only to jump right back up. Sasori only chuckled. She was so uncoordinated that is was quite sad, he prayed she never went to battle.

"I know! EEEHHHH!" Both girls began to squeal as they gossiped about their sensei.

"Women." A boy with spiked brown hair said as he looked at the two girls in disgust. Sasori just nodded and watched as his best friend squeal and chatter with her other friends. He smirked. 'Things will be interesting.'

Present….

"Hehehe! It's getting late. I'll finish the story tomorrow. Goodnight Sakura." Ebizo said as he walked away leaving Sakura in thought.

'So Sasori had a friend? Why do I find it so hard to believe?' Sakura stared at the unmarked grave in confusion until she heard footsteps from behind. Grabbing her kunai from her hip turning to face her opponent and was surprised to see a serious Baki behind her, his mouth turned into a stubborn frown and the left side of his face was covered.

"What are you doing here?" Baki asked a little frustrated, he was sick of seeing the Konoha shinobi .

"You know her?" Sakura asked pointing at the stone. She didn't care that she was being rude, she wanted answers and now. Baki looked at her and then the tombstone. He sighed before he walked silently past Sakura and sat on the stone bench beside the stone. 'Why does she want to know?' Baki thought to himself before answering.

"Yes, we were on the same team." He mumbled as he looked at the grave a small smile on his lips. "Out of all the shinobi I've seen, she had the biggest heart." He chuckled. "She would have conversations with the enemy as she fought them, if they had a child she would injure them so they could go home, but she would never kill anyone."

"She sounds interesting." Sakura sat down on the ground she looked deep in thought. 'If she was so kind hearted how come Sasori said her name at the end?'

"How do you know her?" Baki demanded his dark brown eyes glared down at her.

"Akasuna no Sasori said her name before he died." She whispered. Baki nodded and smiled a little as he remembered the past events of his life, the happy times when Team 3 was still close and alive. "Elder Ebizo told me a little about her…." She looked at the tombstone, the Elder had only told her up to the point when she was in school though.

"Would you like to hear her story?" Baki said as he looked at the grave of his team member. He was proud to say he was on the same team as her growing up.

"Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—for your love is more delightful than wine."

-Song of Solomon 4:10

Alright so I've decided to make a SasoriXOC fanfiction. Now before you're like she going to die so why read it! I will start the next chapter with them being assigned to teams and from then on I won't go back to the present till I finish her story which I want to be long… I may put in some small scenes where Deidra finds a picture of them together but that's all…. So give me some tips, pointers, opinions, etc…. But not flames, if you do I'll just make smores with it. Yummy!

*Placing a plate of smores in front of the review.*

Clumsy0132