Nexus
—Renaissance—
Sequel to Forced Love. You might not get it if you don't read Forced Love first…!
BUT WHATEVER… I BET YOU'RE TOO LAZY TO READ IT.
Did it hit you??
So if it did… here's the recap:
Sasori after being 'resurrected' with help from former Akatsuki partner, kidnaps Haruno Sakura as a sort of repayment to Orochimaru —pertaining that she will soon come to get back her ex-teammate— and brings her to Akatsuki —out of obsession maybe— to be his puppet. It was revenge for Sasori, and entertainment at the same time. Akatsuki's inanity shown. A test of how strong the mind is, for how long all the dumbass-ity will keep on going… for how long Sakura will stay sane. All retarded-ness in one piece. But then overall Sakura developed feelings for the puppeteer and as for him, his obsession turns to passion. But never wanting a good ending, the freakish author just had to include Sasuke. Sasuke —after his brother, Itachi— infiltrates Akatsuki headquarters and finds Sasori… with Sakura. Battle begins as Sasuke wanting to pass Sasori and kill his brother with Sasori not letting him. All ends when Sakura gets hit by Sasuke's Chidori instantly killing her.
Haha! Well… if you read this fic and somehow find it… amusing(?) please read the prequel and add a review in please? And if you don't have time to read the prequel or decided not to, then, above paragraph is the summary of it, but since you haven't reviewed on it please do make it a point to drop a review in this one. PLEASE. My inspiration comes from you guys and especially from my sweet potatoes.
Uhmm… few notes:
The author of this fic is extremely mental — Sasori's thoughts
…and has the tendency of not leaving the bathroom — Sakura's thoughts
the OOCness… I luff it.
Disclaimer: ooooh a disclaimer!!! Wheeee!!!! It's my first time to do something like this so uhmmm I hope I got it right! Ahem I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. I own my pants. Again, I do not own NARUTO, if I did I'd turn it into a yaoi paradise.
The sweet sensation of warm, crystal clear water tickled her as she let her worn-out body soak itself and at least be content at the ease the hot bath was giving her. Her eyes closed, she trailed her fingers on her soft skin, let her hair too be immersed in the relaxing liquid. She raised her hands at eye level and stared at its small bruises. She then, sent out a few chakra along the few cuts and scrapes on her body letting it be healed with the green radiance that gave such otherworldly whir. She had finished another mission with Sasori. Her Sasori. Her… rescuer.
She gave herself a mental note:
Sasori is, and forever will be, a… genius
Streams of memories suddenly flowed. She remembered how her beloved rescuer… well… rescued her.
………
She has been… dead? Did she even? Nobody knew. God maybe?
Well, lying on your puppet master's lap –who has his fat tears drip down on her by the way– motionless well sure does make you look
Dead.
Oh yes she did. While she was too busy dilly-dallying with the so-called 'angels' in her inexistent mind, her desperate puppeteer went working for days and nights to —as he would so name it— 'resurrect' her. Bring her back from the dead. Now, how do you bring back dead back to the living?
He had two choices:
One, do some weird incantation maybe? Hidan to the Rescue! Hope that she does go back and not die –which she already is– from his petrifying voice. Imagine, Sasori singing.
Two, make her into a puppet and pretend that she's alive and kicking! It would be nicer than for her gorgeous body to rot. Wouldn't it?
The first one should do it. Though a 'smarter' version of course, he wanted her alive. Period.
And as said, Sasori is a genius.
Only way to revive her was to once again, be 'connected' to Sasori. Literally be 'bonded'. Have a link in every almost aspect physically, mentally, spiritually. Having the rule of "one gets hurt and so does the other". The so-called attachment he once gave her to take full control of her when he took her to the Akatsuki. But this took an infinite number of risks. Especially this one —which also has a limitless chance that he too would die— : if they were bound by each other… one would dominate and the other follows… if one is to die the other also might… although, if the other was alive the other —regardless of its current state—… would also live.
That part he liked.
Still, a fifty-fifty percent chance of survival sure is frightening.
Though, his death would never cease the pain of losing the person you love most.
If he was to exchange himself for her he most certainly would.
And that's what he just did… he made a
Nexus.
she slowly stood up, neglecting the sweet cries of temptation to stay at the hot bath, letting water drip down her curves and splash unto the hard floor. She grabbed her pink robe and slipped inside. Tying the sash, she walked over to the door leading to Sasori's bedroom. Their bedroom.
"What would be nice Sakura-chan? White or Purple?"
"Neither, white's too plain and purple's too dark. I'd go for yellow"
Sakura answered as she settled herself in a cozy little armchair opposite where Sasori was. Then, the redhead slightly turned his head around and observed the drenched figure drum her slender fingers on the armrests, gave her a kind smile and returned to what he was doing. Sakura too gave him a smile in return even though his back was facing her. Both knew she did. After all, they are connected.
"Yeah, you're right. I might consider that. Yellow is indeed a good color, both for a girl or boy." Sasori said with a business like tone.
"Might. Might! Ha! You just can't accept that I'm far better than you in art! Ha!" Sakura retorted
"picking colors for our child's bedroom, yes. But in art, no. I've seen more 5-year olds that can do decent fingerpaints"
"AND WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!!!!" Sakura said as she clenched her fist as her veins started popping.
"sarcasm, my dear. sar—ca—sm!"Sasori yelled as he gave her a sinister, sinister laugh "mwuahahahahaha!!!!"
"yeah… right." Sakura said as she slapped her hand unto her enormously large forehead. "why did I bother?! I'm actually even surprised you haven't thought of painting it with black and decorating it with those damn fluffy Akatsuki clouds!"
Sasori looked like he was hit by a ten-wheeler truck. Why didn't I think of that!
Sakura glanced at him. He was sticking his tongue out as if he found something worth doing. God… no. Sakura tapped her feet and crossed her arms. He looked at her. What? Sakura let out an exasperated sigh. Don't do it Sasori! I'm warning you! You are going to paint it yellow! Now get your lazy ass moving! Sasori gave her his cute and amazingly deadly… puppy dog eyes.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING—"
"well, I'm sure you know what"
"DON'T YOU KNOW BABIES DON'T USUALLY LIKE DARK, BLOODY BEDROOMS?!!!"
"oh"
Dumbass. Inner Sakura yelled. That hurt. Sasori thought and gave her a cute CUTE pout.
"HI UN!!!" shouted a blonde guy nearly turning the door into an abstract work of art.
Sasori! Haven't I told you to lock the DOOR?!!!
What? I didn't know he was coming!!!
And this has happened for how many times now?!! Last time he broke our door you said that we lost our doorknob!!!!
We did!!!
Yeah, right and you found it back. STUCK in our door, where ALL doorknobs are placed!!! AT THE DOOR!!!!
The blond sweat dropped. Having no idea what were the two doing, besides staring at each other as if waiting for laser beams to shoot out from their eyes.
"STOP! STOP IT I TELL YOU!" having heard the blond, the two gave him deathly glares. The Stares of Doom! MwahahahahahA!
"I can't stand you guys mind reading! You're making my head hurt!!!" oooh… that's gonna cost ya.
"as if you have a head to hurt…" offended, Deidara gaped at him.
"sorry Dei-kun, BUT YOU HAVE A DOOR TO FIX." Sakura shot at him, being polite at first. Forthright woman she is.
Sigh.
"oh well… Pein-sama wants to meet you guys" Deidara stuck his tongue out, at least having a reason for breaking their oh-so precious door.
Sigh.
Another mission for the two.
WHHHEEEEEEEEEE!!! So that's first chappie. Yeah, short I know. I'll try to make the other chaps longer. And yeah… I'm not good at the explanation thingy. If you understood it then, kudos. If not, then welcome to my world. I can't even understand what I just wrote! sigh oh well that can't be helped. And for reference for the 'resurrection' crap, read the details on chapter 2 of Forced Love. Gomena everybody, I've tried my hardest to connect this and my other story. And it turned to be such a crappy one! Gomen nasai, minna. Criticisms are gladly accepted.
Oh uhmm… I have a question guys. I really hope you answer this… uhmmm… so me and my friend aries9394 (haha! I am soooo not sorry for dragging you into this!) were wondering… what does hits mean?… yeah, both of us are still amateurs in this fanfiction thingy. And we have no idea what they are!! sigh well… hope you guys could help us.
And uhmm… last, it wouldn't hurt to drop in a review ne?
If you are scared (somewhat) because I the retarded authoress, was like mad a while ago and now am… peppy (?) it is because of sweet potato intake. Blame them.
Kaila-chan