A Naruto drabble focusing on Sai. Might contain hints of OOCness. Warning: mild angst, hints of gore and glasgow smiles.
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He always thought their smiles were beautiful.
Always changing, adapting, so full of life.
Alone at night, he'd sit in front of his mirror, studying his own smile.
It was always so ugly. He was always so ugly. Tonight he'd change that.
Picking up the knife, twirling it between his pale fingers he raised it to his lips, kissing the blade as it wedged itself in between his lips like a lover between the legs of a beautiful woman.
It always came back to being beautiful.
As he pulled upwards, the pain became pleasure.
Now, now he'd have the most beautiful smile.
An everlasting smile.