p style="text-align: center;"strongHey people. So, I'm not dead? But I have logical reasons, like life. But I thought I might take create something short and new for you people, so I hope you enjoy?/strong/p
p style="text-align: center;"Awkward Encounter. /p
p style="text-align: left;"It was a slow day in the hide out of the S-ranked killers of the Naruto world. There was no new information on the tailed beasts, nor was there anything for the members to do in the free time that they have been graciously given. Even the two busy artists of the Akatsuki had lost their inspiration to create works of art, or even argue on the true meanings of art. It had become that quiet in the hideout. Even Hidan was not screaming of his beloved God Jashin for once. It was a slow and silent day. /p
p style="text-align: left;"And silence was one thing that the blonde bombshell did not like. /p
p style="text-align: left;"Deidara had been laying his bed for at least four hours this day. staring up to the ceiling in complete boredom. His clay artworks remaining a blob of clay on his desk after having messed with it for an hour previously. It was well into the afternoon before the blonde had given a defeated sigh. His red headed partner had been remaining in their workshop for the entire day, Deidara seeming to believe that his Danna was able to find something to do in this day of pain. However the brat could not be any more wrong. /p
p style="text-align: left;"You see, Sasori was sat at his desk, staring a lump of wood and expecting inspiration to fly to him and give him something to do, but a lack, nothing came to him. Until, he glanced to his cupboard and seeing a dusty scroll on the top, almost hidden from view. In it, Sasori had long forgotten, and with nothing else to do, Sasori believed it would be best to check what was on it once again, before maybe leaving it back up their to rot. Begrudgingly he left his chair, his joints creaking in displeasure before going silent. With another glance to the scroll of his interests, Sasori climbed and retrieved it from hits spot. dust from it falling everywhere and covering his face(And due to him being a puppet he did not cough like a normal human may do). With the scroll in hand he sat back down and hesitated to open it./p
p style="text-align: left;"What was inside it that made him want to hide it away in the first place?... /p
p style="text-align: left;"With a small sigh he opened the scroll, blowing away the dust to reveal the kanji that had the instruction to returning his body to a human./p
p style="text-align: left;"Of course, this was what he did not wish to see...The thought of a human body almost scared Sasori. Who would want to feel?...And as if on cue, an image of a blushing naked blonde appeared. /p
p style="text-align: left;"'What the fuck was that?' Sasori thought to himself as the image replayed in his mind, and now he began to think, what would it be like to feel the skin of the younger blonde?...To have his lithe form pressing against his as he trailed his hands down his slim wai- Sasori instantly stopped all of his thoughts before they got even dirtier. /p
p style="text-align: left;"Sasori looks down to the scroll and began to contemplate on whether he should follow through with it, if not for just one time...He glanced behind him to make sure the door was closed before he got up, removing his cloak to reveal his firm puppet body before he started to recite the hand signs. And then he was covered in a cloud of smoke. /p
p style="text-align: left;"When the cloud had disappeared, Sasori glanced down at himself and was shocked to see it had worked, his was human again. He placed a hand over his chest and began to feel his beating heart, the movement of his lungs as he breathed. It had been over 20 years since Sasori had last had organs in him, and to have them back was...an awkward feeling. After he had checked his torso Sasori glanced to his groin, which was covered by his loose pants. He sat down once more at his desk and slowly pulled down the edge of his pants, allowing his member to removed from its confines. In a final glance to the door Sasori began to stroke himself, having not done so in over 20 years. His eyes slipped shut as he began to think of Deidara, his small hands wrapping around the shaft and stroking it while the mouths on the palms licked at it. The sheer thought caused Sasori to let out a moan and speed up actions. /p
p style="text-align: left;"Meanwhile, Deidara had grown very bored. He was currently throwing a ball at the wall and catching it, giving a sad sigh every time his repeated the action. Eventually, Deidara just threw away the ball and fell back onto his bed, he looked out to his window to see it had not changed much the last time he had looked outside. With nothing better to do, Deidara decided it would be at least a little bit of fun if he were to annoy his Danna as they worked. And with a grin, Deidara got up from his bed and left his room, in search for his room in search for Sasori. /p
p style="text-align: center;"Awkward Encounter. /p
p style="text-align: left;"It was a slow day in the hide out of the S-ranked killers of the Naruto world. There was no new information on the tailed beasts, nor was there anything for the members to do in the free time that they have been graciously given. Even the two busy artists of the Akatsuki had lost their inspiration to create works of art, or even argue on the true meanings of art. It had become that quiet in the hideout. Even Hidan was not screaming of his beloved God Jashin for once. It was a slow and silent day. /p
p style="text-align: left;"And silence was one thing that the blonde bombshell did not like. /p
p style="text-align: left;"Deidara had been laying his bed for at least four hours this day. staring up to the ceiling in complete boredom. His clay artworks remaining a blob of clay on his desk after having messed with it for an hour previously. It was well into the afternoon before the blonde had given a defeated sigh. His red headed partner had been remaining in their workshop for the entire day, Deidara seeming to believe that his Danna was able to find something to do in this day of pain. However the brat could not be any more wrong. /p
p style="text-align: left;"You see, Sasori was sat at his desk, staring a lump of wood and expecting inspiration to fly to him and give him something to do, but a lack, nothing came to him. Until, he glanced to his cupboard and seeing a dusty scroll on the top, almost hidden from view. In it, Sasori had long forgotten, and with nothing else to do, Sasori believed it would be best to check what was on it once again, before maybe leaving it back up their to rot. Begrudgingly he left his chair, his joints creaking in displeasure before going silent. With another glance to the scroll of his interests, Sasori climbed and retrieved it from hits spot. dust from it falling everywhere and covering his face(And due to him being a puppet he did not cough like a normal human may do). With the scroll in hand he sat back down and hesitated to open it./p
p style="text-align: left;"What was inside it that made him want to hide it away in the first place?... /p
p style="text-align: left;"With a small sigh he opened the scroll, blowing away the dust to reveal the kanji that had the instruction to returning his body to a human./p
p style="text-align: left;"Of course, this was what he did not wish to see...The thought of a human body almost scared Sasori. Who would want to feel?...And as if on cue, an image of a blushing naked blonde appeared. /p
p style="text-align: left;"'What the fuck was that?' Sasori thought to himself as the image replayed in his mind, and now he began to think, what would it be like to feel the skin of the younger blonde?...To have his lithe form pressing against his as he trailed his hands down his slim wai- Sasori instantly stopped all of his thoughts before they got even dirtier. /p
p style="text-align: left;"Sasori looks down to the scroll and began to contemplate on whether he should follow through with it, if not for just one time...He glanced behind him to make sure the door was closed before he got up, removing his cloak to reveal his firm puppet body before he started to recite the hand signs. And then he was covered in a cloud of smoke. /p
p style="text-align: left;"When the cloud had disappeared, Sasori glanced down at himself and was shocked to see it had worked, his was human again. He placed a hand over his chest and began to feel his beating heart, the movement of his lungs as he breathed. It had been over 20 years since Sasori had last had organs in him, and to have them back was...an awkward feeling. After he had checked his torso Sasori glanced to his groin, which was covered by his loose pants. He sat down once more at his desk and slowly pulled down the edge of his pants, allowing his member to removed from its confines. In a final glance to the door Sasori began to stroke himself, having not done so in over 20 years. His eyes slipped shut as he began to think of Deidara, his small hands wrapping around the shaft and stroking it while the mouths on the palms licked at it. The sheer thought caused Sasori to let out a moan and speed up actions. /p
p style="text-align: left;"Meanwhile, Deidara had grown very bored. He was currently throwing a ball at the wall and catching it, giving a sad sigh every time his repeated the action. Eventually, Deidara just threw away the ball and fell back onto his bed, he looked out to his window to see it had not changed much the last time he had looked outside. With nothing better to do, Deidara decided it would be at least a little bit of fun if he were to annoy his Danna as they worked. And with a grin, Deidara got up from his bed and left his room, in search for his room in search for Sasori. /p