I'm tired of the yaoi. Let's have some boy girl action shall we?
A small, twelve-year-old, red headed boy sat in his room. A medical knife in hand, various puppet body parts lying on the floor.
"Sasori! I have important business to take care of. I'll be back tomorrow! Dinner's on the table if you're hungry!"
"Yeah! See ya later grandma!" he replied through his door. He heard the front door close and he went back to his work.
"Grandma won't mind. It's my 'art.'"
He held out the medical knife to his shoulder.
---sixteen hours later---
Blood was splattered all over the walls, floor, and ceiling.
"Finally complete.." Sasori whispered. "All I need to do now is install my weapon attachments and I'm perfect."
He carved out the stomach cavity and put a metal pole in the middle, connected to a poisoned cable. This certain poisoned contained a certain acid that melt and burrned human skin. (He told me not to tell.) He wrapped the cable around the pole, careful to not let his precious poison be wasted. The cable was now connected to his chakra. He whittled two cylinders, one from each palm leading to his hollowed chest area. (right) In that particular chamber, he held his everlasting chakra for projecting water, fire, and strings for a third of his puppets. Then he fit two metal tubes in his palms through to his shoulder. Making the joints flexible of course. This process took three hours.
"I will finish tomorrow." Sasori said, sighing. "At least I don't need to eat one of Grandma's disgusting dinners again."
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---meanwhile, a couple hundred miles from Sunagakure---
"Katsu!"
An explosion sounded and fireworks were seen in the sky. A young girl sat in the grass, enjoying the scene, and sweeping her increasingly long hair out of her vision. The eleven-year-old blonde sighed.
"It takes to loooong to make these. Maybe I could...That's right! I can! Un!"
Deidara put her clay on the floor and took out a scroll for making new justus. She kissed it.
"Thanks dad, mom. Un." She said, spreading it out on the floor.
---seven hours later---
"Wow! These really came in handy, un!" Deidara said. She had mouths on her palms chewing and molding clay for her. "Okay, I'm done for the day, un. Bye guys."
"Kai!" She yelled. "Huh?"
The mouths were still on her hands.
"Shit."
Another justu gone wrong. Why don't I make another justu to make them disappear?
---two hours later, working with a summoning scroll this time---
Molding clay for a little bit, Deidara placed her hand and the clay on the scroll.
"Kastu!"
Bang! A huge explosion came from her clay.
"Dammit, un!"
Deidara ran out of the cloud of debris, she and her mouths hacking and coughing.
"Ow, un."
She put her hand over her right eye. OR what use to be her right eye until it blew up. Her hand start to lick off the blood.
"That feels so much better, un. Shinobis must never show emotions."
Deidara ran to the hospital, still covering her right eye.
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The next day, she had a metal camera-like item replacing her eye.
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I suck cause I can't have those solid borders don't I?
If you didn't notice, Deidara was a girl..and..yeah. I don't see Deidara as a girl much at but you know, in the manga, Deidara apparently isn't a boy. Chest area!!!!