The Akatsuki were in the Hideout, all partners in their seperate sat by his desk as he removed and replaced weapons out of his puppets, as Orochimaru layed on his bed reading. Orochimaru put down his book, "Hey Sasori.." As the snake spoke the puppeteers name he hissed. Sasori slowed down, Orochimaru took it that he was listening. "Has anyone in this organization seen your real form?" Sasori turned around, "Why no Oro-san, why do you ask?" Orochimaru kept a calm friendly face, trying to hide his curiousness, he knew Sasori was very strong, he was no match for the Sharingan due to him not being a human, and without most of his emotions he was an assassin, his murder instincts will be the dead of him someday, but he was so cocky, he studied humans, their emotions, so he can play with them, like his little toys. Something Orochimaru and him had in common, but … he was Sasori's toy, he did not like it.
"As your partner, I would like to see your true form, I myself have never seen it before, and I believe it would make it much easier for you, to make your puppets if you didn't hide in Hiruko." The puppeteer's creation nodded as he spoke, "Usually, when a human such as yourself witnesses my true form, it means they are going to die, I guess I can make an exception... besides.. it's been a while since I last showed my true self." The heavy back shell of Hirukos raised, making the cloak that wrapped around Hirukos large body fall, my eyes widened as the smirking red head appeared before me. His personality matched his appearance, and expression of one who is extremely cocky and mischevious. "Your a..." The red haired man chuckled hysterically, "Why no.. Oro-san... I would describe myself as a human being who could not become a complete puppet, I am an unfinished puppet, whose lifeless frame still contains a beating heart at its core. I am neither dead, nor am I alive."
Flashback
Orochimaru slowly walked into the hideout of akatsuki, he had just joined and was given his partner. Kisame then touched his shoulder, "I see you have been partnered with Sasori.. I see." He chuckled "Be careful with him.. he is very deadly.."
Orochimaru replied, " I see.." Sasori's smirk did not disappear off his face, "Why do you think.. I made myself my own artwork... Orochimaru?" Orochimaru remained silent, he did not know how he felt, disturbed, surprised, scared, shocked, he had no word to describe how he felt. "Because art is eternal.. art is a moment of beauty, captured and preserved for posterity..something wonderful that's left long into the future… eternal beauty." Orochimaru nodded, he continued, "And you.. you switch bodies one by one... just like a snake." Orochimaru smirked back at him, "And you.. you intimidate others, play with them like they are your toys, and attack them with your poison.. just like a scorpion."