Sequel to "Evil Innocence"

Well my friends, the time has come. ._.

I've decided

My life is nothing anymore

Sorry guys

The busty woman at the shop counter sent me a narrow stare as I placed the small pint of milk on the cluttered counter, as if she intended me to buy more at such a late hour. The moon was high and the skies were sorrowful, whips of cerulean and navy lashing into the air to create an aura of manifest and sharpness during the raw, polar night.

"Are you sure that's all?" She inquired, raising an eyebrow in narrow disbelief, obviously thinking that I had slipped an item or two in my pockets whilst trailing through the deserted aisles of the small store.
"That's all, un." I smiled, shrugging my shoulders in order to search my deep pockets for my wallet. Just as the round woman began to watch me in annoyance, an icy gust of wind flushed into the room as the shop entrance opened, the familiar 'bleep' on the motion sensor chiming as it invited the next customer inside.

As the woman fixated her stare on the new figure, my hand swept forward and pocketed a few packets of gum, the cheap sort which any store clerk would expect youngsters to steal from. Detecting the motion from my hand, the cashier's eyes darted back towards my figure, sending me a much harsher stare than before.

"Are you sure that's all?" She asked again, almost through her teeth. She knew something was up.
"You asked that question before." I stated, placing the money on the counter. "I need a bag with that, un."

The stubby woman grunted, snatching a flimsy bag from underneath the counter, placing the small pint into the depths of it and placing it onto the counter. "Come again."

"I've only just gotten here though."

Both of our eyes snapped towards the figure standing at the end of the counter, mostly being covered by a large parka coat which was damp and frosted due to the fairly heavy snow outside.
"...No hoods inside." The woman stated, trying to keep an eye on me and the other customer at the same time. The figure pulled down their hood, revealing their messy peach-coloured hair which had been clipped to the sides and large golden orbs.
"Oh, brat." He smiled, facing me. "What a nice surprise to see you here."
"You too, Danna." I grinned, looking down at the pint of milk and box of cat food in the short being's hand.

I stayed in my place, watching with amused eyes as the male placed his items on the counter, presenting the woman with the correct amount of money and a sweet smile.
"Is that all?" Was the woman's plain response, immediately presuming me and the boy were going to leave as quickly as possible.
"Actually, no." He smiled, tilting his head slightly. "I want you to place all of the money from the cash register into the bag."

"What kind of game is this, kid?" She snapped, stepping backwards. "I have a button under this counter, a button which if I press, the police will be called."
"Why would you want to call the police?" The peach-haired male replied with a slight frown. "I'm not harassing you, I'm not threatening you. You asked me if that was all, and it wasn't. So I'll ask you again, please fill the bag with all the money inside that cash register."
"Get out of my store."
"Can I speak to your manager?"
"I don't have a fucking manager."

The male looked slightly taken aback by the woman's sudden use of language, placing a hand on the counter. "Now, now, that's certainly not the correct way to speak to a customer. I might not come back now."
"Good riddance, you little frea-

And just like that, within the blink of an eye, the smaller being swiftly pulled out the glass pint, colliding it with the woman's skull, producing a spine-tingling crack. I was unsure whether the crack was from the bottle or the woman's head; though considering the fact that the glass broke and caused the blood to mix in with the milk, it was probably a matter of both.

"And here I thought you wouldn't go that far." I smirked, leaning forward to the CCTV room in order to steal the tapes and destroy them. "Where're you gonna hide the body?"
"Chop it up or something." The male sighed from the front of the door, going to fetch another pint of milk. "There's a pig farm down the road."

I let out a short chuckle, ejecting the recording tape from the computer and switching the CCTV off- you could pretty much say that I was used to it by now.

By the time I returned, I had to help my companion mop up the bloodied milk and tie a series of bin bags around the fresh corpse, preparing her for the car journey towards the pig farm. Pigs were efficient when it came to disposing a body; they'd eat anything, after all.

"How much cash, un?" I asked, making sure no blood could leak from the woman's new coat.
"Enough to keep us going for about a week." Was my reply as I watched the male place the notes and change into the bag, making sure to leave the money which he owed the shop for the two pints of milk and cat food.

Unbelievable.

"Come on, you." I smirked, heading to the exit. "I need help with this whale corpse."

Sasori sent me a short smile, trailing behind me as he curled his slender fingers around the swollen ankles of the body, ready to help me drag her to the car.

"I'm always here to help, Deidara."

"How come I have to go from blonde to fucking brown whilst you only go a few shades lighter?" I seethed, holding up the box of dye which I had just been handed.
"I don't suit anything out of my colour range." The red-head stated, running a towel through his recently-bleached locks. "Besides, my hair's no longer red."
"I know." I scowled harshly. "It's fucking pink, you look like cotton candy."
"It's a good thing I like cotton candy then."

I couldn't help but pout, staring at the model on the box which read "deep caramel". Deep caramel my ass, it was fucking brown.

"You'll look handsome." The male smiled, placing a hand on my chest. "I'm letting you keep your eyes, either way."
"You make it sound like you're gonna scoop them out." I smirked bitterly, removing the contents from the packaging. "Do you know how to put in eye contacts?"
"I've worn them before." Was Sasori's simple reply as he stared into the motel bathroom's mirror, carefully placing the new colours over his previously latte-coloured orbs, now making them appear golden.

"We're gonna have to cut your hair..." He mused, reaching for the hair dryer to dry his own. "It sticks out too much."
"And your pink hair doesn't?" I growled, clenching my fists. The last thing I wanted to do was cut my beautiful locks! "If I have to cut my hair, then you'll have to cut yours, un!"

Looks weren't the only think me and Sasori decided to change. We, meaning Sasori, was going to dress like a normal person (with the help of me, of course). I couldn't wait to see the little guy in "people clothes".

Sasori rolled his eyes, retrieving a pair of scissors and quickly snipping his previously-even fringe before clipping it to the side with two red bobby-pins. Already the male looked different; for one, you could actually see most of his face, making him appear surprisingly prettier. I was sure he has his whole look planned out.

"Relax, we'll go straight back to our previous attire as soon as we leave the country. Go wash your hair now." He smiled softly, nodding towards the shower. "I'll cut it afterwards."

I gave the male a short warning look, heading towards the grubby-looking shower. "Don't worry." He smiled, waving a scissor-free hand. "I've always cut my own hair."
"That's what I'm fucking worried about, un."

If Sasori gave Deidara a haircut exactly the same as his previous~

They don't actually look that bad, I guess, and like Saso stated, they'll be changing back as soon as they leave the country. I've drawn Sasori and Deidara with their before and after looks, so if you wanna see then feel free to inbox me and I'll give you a link C:

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