[A/N: Actually had a half-decent idea for a SasoSaku fic, so I'm trying to work out Sasori a bit.]

Sasori does not understand love.

Deidara does. He drags Sasori to romantic plays, "They're artistic, un!", but Sasori doesn't see the point. Why would two people have such a connection that they would rather die than be separated? It is completely illogical.

Familial affection he understands: Itachi and his brother, once-upon-a-time his own parents and himself.

But love escapes him. Baffles him. Defies every attempt he makes to untangle it.

No, Sasori does not understand love.

And for that reason, he refuses to acknowledge its existence.

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[A/N: Yeah, I dunno. Please review, you might get a SasoSaku fic if you do :-)]