Meh, what can I say? It's another story. Partly because I have writers block for the other one. Partly because I can't get over my obsession wit Sasori and I couldn't help writing a fic about him. Hope you like it!

Today was the day I died

It sounds weird to phrase it like that, so plainly, but it's true. I am dead.

I knew that I would die when I saw my grandmother Chiyo enter the battlefield. I knew in that instant that I would not have the heart to kill her, but that I would have too much pride to let my enemy live while I was alive. So my death wasn't really that unexpected, if you see what I'm saying.

It would have been easier on me, though, if that annoying girl was not there. Grandma Chiyo called her 'Sakura'. The name 'brat' suits her better. She didn't really understand that the fight was between Chiyo and I, and she continued to interfere. She really ruined my plans of a 'Happy Reunion'.

But what really started my hatred of the girl, was the fact that Chiyo treated her like a daughter. She constantly prioritized the brats safety over her own, and even gave her the last antidote. She treated her like one would treat a favoured animal, a best friend. Like she used to treat me. Was I that easy to replace?

I knew that even if I couldn't kill Chiyo, I could still kill the brat, so I turned my attention to her. But what would it gain me? Satisfaction? My attempts turned half hearted, especially after Grandma Chiyo bought out the puppets that I had made in my childhood, when she was my caretaker. The puppets which I had loved dearly. Puppets that I once would have given up my life for. The Puppets that were my parents.

Oh how I longed to see my parents again! The reason that I had take up crime was because of them. How empty the world seemed without them. I knew that if I were to die, I might see them again. But the brat just didn't understand…

It's not like she could ever understand. All she cared about was Orochimaru, every two seconds bugging me to tell her about him, or she would kill me. What was so special about him? If she liked him, she deserved to die!

But I held back in the end. I could not kill her, especially after Grandma Chiyo sacrificed half her life for Sakura. I even told her about my meeting with Orochimaru's servant, who used to be my spy. No point telling her that, though, that he 'secretly' swapped sides.

So I died somewhat happily, in my parents arms.

"Is this death?"

I looked around the big pink room, and shuddered. Someone had a really bad taste in colour coordinating. It was quite out of place. Most people expect darkness, followed by a white light. For me I was in darkness, and then the next moment I was in pinkness. A little different to what I expected.

"No, no, NO! You're meant to ask, "Where am I?', not 'is this death?'! Sheesh!"

A flying pink thing landed on my face, and I struggled to pull it off. The overload of pink was hurting my eyes. I didn't have anything against the colour up until this point in time.

"I'll only let go," Came its muffled voice, "If you ask the right questions."

"Fine then. Where am I?"

Breathing was now possible as the pink thing jumped off my face. Not that it mattered, considering the fact that I was dead.

Dead.

I would have to get used to associating myself with that word.

"You are in what we call 'the hole,' because it is, literally, a hole."

"I'm going now."

"WRONG!"

I struggled to breathe once more.

"Ok! Ok! What is the hole?"

"Glad you asked!"

It jumped off my face once more, and it smiled sarcastically at me. I could now categorize it as a girl, for I could finally see her clearly. A little pink girl with pink clothes. And when I say pink, I mean pink. Even her skin was pink.

"Get comfortable, this may take a while. Ok, here I go! The hole is where every spirit from every world comes to after death. Here, my friends and I decide which world to send them to, depending on their past life. We erase their memories, and send them into their new world as a baby."

"Then why aren't you erasing my memories?"

"Ah, curiosity killed the cat! But since you're already dead, I might as well tell you. It's because we need you. You see, we are meant to protect the worlds by making the right choices. Somewhere along the line we made a mistake, and now we need to fix it. We need your knowledge about puppets."

"And what would have happened if I did not die?"

"Well, we were thinking about that, and we decided that you needed to die. No offence. So we sent your grandmother to fight you – and it worked!"

"How…? Why her?"

"We chose her because we knew that she was the only person left in that world that you had positive feelings for, so I went to her in a dream and told her... Some stuff. Anyways, you did kinda deserve it for all the bad deeds you have done."

"I know. I do deserve punishment. I regret what I did. But for the sake of finding my parents…"

"Fine then, I'll make a deal with you – You do our mission and I will help you find your parents."

"So I wont receive a punishment?"

"Well, if you really want one…"

"Nah, it's fine. I don't need one."

"No, no. I insist! Punishment's on the house!"

I sighed. I really didn't like that evil grin she had on her face. I could literally see her brain at work. Working to give me the worst imaginable punishment ever. As long as it was not pink…

"Well, let's go!"

"Wait. Before we go, can I ask you something?"

"Of course! You still haven't asked who I am."

"Exactly. Who are you?"

"My name is Kaze. I am the spirit of the wind."

"You are a spirit?"

"Yes, and so are all of my friends."

"Please tell me that you don't all look alike."

"No! Of course not! We don't even have physical bodies! I just assumed this body so that I could talk to you without scaring you!"

"You scare me anyway. All that pink…"

"I heard that pink was the colour of love. It makes people calmer…"

"Where did you hear that?"

"I picked it up on the world I am sending you to. I did a little research on it. They have all these little trends that change every month. Most of them are quite interesting, others…"

"Get to the point."

"The point? Oh, right! I will tell you all about the world when we get there. It's called Australia, and it's a place on the planet Earth, and-"

"I was talking about who you were. Not about where I was going…"

"What else do you need to know?"

"How many of you spirits are there?"

"Quite a few. We're called 'Element Spirits'. One for every element. Can you believe that some worlds don't have wind? Anyways, we are present on every world as these elements, in order to get closer to the life forms living there. We know everything there is to know about everywhere."

"What about God?"

For some strange reason, Hidan popped into my mind. I could just imagine the look on his face if I told him that Jashin was not a real religion.

"Oh, God exists, all right. Why do you ask?"

"No reason."

"Ok then, are you read to go?"

"Nearly. One last question. Will you be there with me in this new world?"

"Scared, are we?"

"No."

"Yes, I will be with you. Now let's go. Aren't you impatient?"

"Just how much do you know about me?"

"Ever since you were a baby. You did live in the country of Wind, remember?"

I sighed again. She had a triumphant grin on her face, as she led me out of towards the door of the pink room. She led me to a hole in the ground.

"See ya later!"

And she pushed me down the hole.

Very cold. Very dark. Very wet.

Shiver.

I swim to the edge of the body of water, cursing the spirit girl who pushed me in.

"That's not very nice."

I hear her voice, but I cannot see her. Has she already assumed her non physical body? The wind?

"Is this my punishment?" My voice floats eerily over the water, and through the still night.

I hear a chuckle, and the girl materializes in front of me.

"Nope. It's not a very big punishment in my opinion. I should have really changed more than just your appearance."

I am scared. I do not want to see what she has done to me. I look down at my hands. They are no longer wooden, but skin and bones. That meant that I was no longer immortal. Was that necessarily a punishment? It didn't seem that bad to me. I could live a normal life again, my past behind me. But that probably meant that she did more harm…

I look past my hands into my reflection in the water. I have to squint a little, either because of the darkness or because I can't believe what I am seeing.

My conclusion is that it has to be true. No matter which angle I look, or how hard I squint, the picture is still the same. It still copies me movement for movement. My wish that it is not my reflection in the water just proved to be false.

Kaze is in for it. 'Not a very big punishment'? Maybe she should try out her punishments on herself before deeming them 'not big'. I mean, how would she feel if I had turned her into a boy?

Hope you liked it! I will update soon, that is, if I get reviews. Special thanks to Melodicxstar, who forced me into uploading this now. How about you show her thanks by reviewing...?

Anyways, I hope you don't mind the cliffy, I just couldn't resist it. I have pretty much the rest of the story typed up, so the faster I get reviews the fast you get chapters.

And one last note - SASORI IS MINE! MWAHAHAHAHA! (Nettie love him)