I'm here again, in this art room where you paint me. I wonder if you will think of me more than a doll, a model.

Just one time, I want to be in your heart. Even if it was a second.

Thank you, for showing me all different kinds of color in the world, if you didn't find me my would would still be black and white.

"Saso-kun! Look!" Ayame showed a picture she painted. You always smile at her, that smile that I always want you to smile at me. You look over to me and smiled that smile again but I can tell you force yourself to.

I closed my eyes trying to forget about that smile but it was too hard.

That smile was never meant for me. Don't force to smile at me. Be your true self is what makes me happy.

If I disappear one day, would you still remember me?

I would, forever and ever.

Even if it hurts, I will continue to smile for you and only you. If I never fallen in love with you in the first place then I wouldn't have these painful feelings in my chest.

"Saso-kun, can I be your model too?"

Look at me because this might be the last time you see me smile to you.

Draw me. Look at me, talk to me but don't smile at me.

"Sakura-chan, you shouldn't keep it all in anymore un." Deidara, Sasori's best friend and rival in art. Deidara has always been there for me, he's the only one that understands me.

"I...I'm not his model anymore."

"What! Why un!"

"Ayame is his new model." Deidara seem to be in thought for a minute before he gave me a big grin.

"Be my model."

~X~

I didn't go to Sasori's art room anymore. Deidara is my painter now.

"Where have you been." I didn't want to see him right now, my feelings are going to over flow again. I try to get out of his hold on my wrist but he only held tighter.

I shook my head, I didn't trust my mouth when it comes to a situation like this.

"Were you with Deidara." I froze, I didn't know why but I didn't want him to know. I didn't say anything but looked at the ground.

"Answer me." his voice got colder and I flinched. I don't like this Sasori, I hate it when he's cold.

I was suddenly pulled back to a hard chest.

"Don't touch my model."

That was when hell broke lose. "What?" He tighten his grip on my wrist. This was not I hoped for .

"Your model is waiting for you." I spoke to Sasori, from the beginning I was just the replacement for Ayame, now that he found her, he should be with her now not me. "She's mine." I was pulled towards him. "Sasori, your model is Ayame now." Deidara decleared.

"No she's not. She never was and never will be my model. Sakura is the only once I need." Sasori pulled me to his art room and locked the door.

"Your mine understand." I couldn't say anything, he always have power over me. I turned around and face the sunset. I stayed longer than I planned. I then felt an arm circle around my waist another around my shoulders.

"Ayame was never my first love." My eyes widen. Huh? Am I mistaking something wrong? Did Sasori say that she wasn't his first love?

"My first love is... you." I instantly have tears coming down my face. It was too hard to control my feelings anymore.

"I-I didn't want our relationship to end because of my feeling for you, I have decide to forget these feelings but it was too hard." My voice was shaky and my body was shaking too. Sasori turned me around and lower his face to mine. I looked at him through my thick long lashes.

He suddenly crash his lips to mine, I was too shocked to do anything. "I tried so many times to like Ayame but I couldn't, your on my mind every second." his rich silky voice made me want to hear it more.

"I'm sorry but I can't stop these feelings now." He kissed me again but this time it was gentle and a lot of passion in it. I slowly returned the kiss.

This is what I have been looking for. My painter.

"What about Dei-kun?" Sasori had a murderous face on. I gulped, something bad is gonna happen.

"He's gonna regret for taking what's mine."