I had an epic and awesome idea, cause I'm having a very disturbing and freaky Sasori phase now. Last month it was Kakuzu, so understand that horrible pain. I'm absolutely DREADING the Hidan and Orochimaru phase *shudder* Well, try this on for size of what Sasori might be like now if he found a reason to stay in Suna and be human and not go all necro crazy with corpses like he did, basically making him who he became that eventually got his puppet ass owned by Sakura and Chiyo. I do not own Naruto, but I own my character, she is awesome! O.O I should lay of the soda for a while... -.-

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Prologue

My life was always a gloom of uncertainty and bitter weakness. All my years of being a kunoichi for Sunagakure, hadn't paid off, not in the least. I desired power, the ability to transfer my passion for my simple wooden puppets into a weapon, to become what my long line of civilian family members never were; true shinobi. But no matter how hard I tried, I could never seem to find a way to fight back when I needed to win. Like now, for instance...

"You stupid pathetic excuse of a shinobi. You don't deserve our title!"

"You don't belong with the tough crowd, get lost little girl!"

"Yeah, go back to your sad excuses of puppets and playing with flowers!"

I couldn't even move, they had me pinned down...

Every time I came to the training grounds, and they saw me, they beat me until I dropped, than left. It became a weekly to daily routine I always faced. I could never fight back. It wouldn't have done me any good anyway...

I was the weaker one in those battles. I had been since I was eight years old and joined the Ninja Academy, the only female of my class, besides one other, who was strong enough to become a Chunin by then and not have to worry about those cruel beatings for being weak...

I am Kentarou Natsumi. And this beating may very well have been my last if I didn't get away soon. But how can one run away when they're to the point where they can't even see straight anymore?

I wouldn't have lasted much longer...

If he hadn't come along, that is.

Truth be told, I've never been more afraid of anyone in my life. One would think me skittish, due to my many years of sustained abuse from monstrous Shinobi, but I was quite the opposite. I was impulsive, yet practical. Apathetic, yet empathetic. I could go on for hours of everything I used to be, but this story is one that should be told, only to understand who I once was.

A weak and simple girl.

Who changed a man who once thought emotions were impossible.

Goodness, how he was wrong...

I am REALLY looking forward to writing this, I really am. It may be more dramatic and detailed than most of my other stories, but come on; It's about Sasori. Guy doesn't do much besides drama and details... Well, first chapter will be posted soon, hope this got you hooked to wanting to know more.