Hey everyone...I'm not dead...but you may want to change that (Please don't!) I've moved house! As a result my internet was taken away from me a month before we were supposed to move in November because of the stupid bitch buying my beloved old house. Now we live in the arse end of nowhere, where the wifi is as dodgy as van with free candy written on it...so I havn't had the internet for three months because of this (You may mourn for my loss now).
Anyway, I had actually written several one-shots before December because it was apparently SasoDei month (who decided this I don't know but probably should) They're just ones I fancied writing after seeing the Tumblr prompts. So I picked a few and did them. There will probably be more to come, since they're actually really good for when I'm stuck in a rut for inspiration.
So here we go!
Sasori was positively seething inside the safe confines of Hiruko. He was expected to take on this child as his new partner? Did Pein have such little faith in him?
After the extremely humiliating defeat, courtesy of Itachi, the blonde child was walking silently next to him, eyes cast down, bangs blowing slightly in the gentle breeze. Occasionally, a heated glare was shot towards the Uchiha up front from vivid blue eyes. Sasori's gaze was drawn to the small, delicate hand that slipped inside the clay pouch that rested on a feminine curved hip.
"Don't even think about it brat," he growled, causing the boy to start, his hand returning to hang at his side. "Kisame would tear you to pieces before Itachi even looked at you."
"Tch," was the only response, "If he's that amazing, then why do you need me here un?"
Sasori rolled his eyes.
"Trust me brat, I'm wondering the exact same thing," he drawled, "Don't get in my way and your time here will be…less unpleasant."
"Are you trying to threaten me old man un?" A snicker followed this sentence. Sasori's finger twitched. Before the newbie could even comprehend, Hiruko's tail had smacked the back of his head, toppling him over, before waving menacingly around, near his face. Fear flashed in those bright eyes as the sharp blade dripped poison onto his exposed collarbone, dripping down his chest, causing an involuntary shiver.
"Never make assumptions based on appearance!" Sasori hissed, "That kind of attitude will get you killed, especially here."
With that, he trailed on, leaving the little blonde wide eyed in the middle of the road.
"Hurry up brat."
A frown formed on the young face as the blonde clambered to his feet, following reluctantly behind the three Akatsuki members.
"My name is Deidara un!"