My Favorite Little Puppet- No Strings Attached

by the Serenity

© 2007 Serenity's Wild Imagination Inc.

© 2007 Naruto Inc


Author's Note

A friend of mine, Cherriy, challenged me to write a Sasori x Sakura story. Sounded easy at first, but now that YouTube has deleted all the Shippudden episodes and I seriously cannot figure out that dattebayo site, I am quite plot-illiterate. I'll give it my best shot.

Please rate the story 1-10, 1 being a horrible nut job, and 10 being the very best fan fiction ever on SasoSaku.

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Sudoku, I have officially decided, was not Deidara's hidden talent by all means. He had been working at the complicated math puzzle (which really wasn't complicated at all- being at beginner's level) for the last few hours. Ah, who am I to talk? I gave up the second I miscalculated a row.

Deidara was my assigned partner in crime in our not-so-honorable organization, Akatsuki. He was enthusiastic at his best. At his worst, he was a blonde blond, if you know what I mean. Well, at least there was somebody out there keeping the levels of carbon dioxide and oxygen in the air fairly balanced.

"What's 6 plus 3?" Deidara wondered, either having a brain freeze or a blonde moment. I'd guess it's a brain freeze since he's always blonde blond.

"10." I answered, just to screw with his mind.

Deidara counted on his fingers, "You're an idiot Sasori."

Ah, maybe I need to work on my sarcasm skills...

"Why do you need to add to work a Sudoku puzzle?" I inquired.

"No, I'm just guessing how many minutes it would take until you stopped ogling at that girl over there subconsciously." Deidara pointed with a black-polished fingertip. My vision focused, and a little farther down the road was Konoha, and standing in front of that gate was a pink haired girl with emerald eyes. She'dmake a nice puppet... I thought idly.

"She's nicely equipped." Deidara mused. I stopped to jab my associate in the stomach for such an observation. "Ouch!" the fair-haired Akatsuki whined.

"Come on. We'll need to sneak our way in. The leader has been craving ramen, and we need to fetch it." I reminded him of our "epic journey" as we headed toward our "long-awaited destination" for the "future of the Akatsuki." More like for our leader's appetite.

I am quite the amusing commentary I know.

"Sasuke-kun!" the girl with the rose locks exclaimed, hugging a mini-me of Uchiha Itachi (another one of my associates.) I felt my eye twitch once, twice, thrice. I didn't bother to count from there on.

"She's already got a dude." Deidara pointed out, like it wasn't so obvious already.

"My ass she does." I swore irritably, and made it a point to assist Itachi in his schemes from now on. Deidara grinned mischievously.

"You like her!" He chortled. I covered my ears as he danced around me singing his little chant.

"All kidding aside," Deidara stopped his little ballet, "I think you better give her a chance."

"Why the bloody hell..." I began, then thought, "...not?"

"Leave it to me." Deidara promised, as though he had much enterprise, "You'll pull her away like you pull strings on a puppet."

I looked toward the blue eyed man. For the first time all day, the ditzy blond had finally said something right.