Why
"well what do we have here, un?" deidara looks in the clearing and sees a pretty girl. Hell she was more then pretty, she was a goddess. She had long white hair that stopped at the waist, natural pale skin, nice curves, long legs. Her eyebrows were like desicive brow stroke, also white, with long eyelashes. Her lips were a peach color and full with a cute little nose. It didn't matter that she had on a ripped, bloody shirt that went all the down to her knee caps or she had cuts all over her arms and legs. Her beauty is what deidara only saw. She laid curled up in a ball under a big oak tree, fast asleep. Deidara could see she was cold.
" brat what are you looking at?"
Deidara jumped but relaxed when he saw it was only his danna. His danna had blood colored hair, muddy colored eyes. His danna was hot. ' but so am I' deidara thought. " uhm well theres a-" deidara was cut of by his danna walking past him to the opening of the clear. His danna could be very impatient. Sasori got to the entrance but stop dead in his tracks. He was dumbstrucked. How could something living be so…beautiful. There was no missed coloring or misleveling about her. She was perfect. 'She was something that needs to be eternal' he thought. She is something sasori always wanted.
" sasori no danna,un?" deidara has been calling his danna for a while now. It was like his danna just died or something. He was so still, his eyes never leaving the sleeping girl. It was like he-
" Were taking her back to the base with us." Sasori said.
Ok I know its short but the stories are going to get longer. And better. And funnier. And scarier. And YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. Please review