A/N: More sentences. It seems like they keep getting longer as I go. Now everyone go read Fallacy's "Next Time" and "Such a Charming Veneer" for more sentence crack.

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#11 – Earth

"The earth is alive," Zetsu often told Sakura during their shared time in the greenhouse, "it holds the beginning and end of our lives; it is eternal but short-lived; it gives comfort to those who have none; it is a friend for the friendless," and Sakura agreed: "I have no one left from my old life, if you want to call it that; but I guess the earth was always there to take care of me when I was down, even though I don't totally understand what you're saying that much;" Zetsu smiled, revealing small, pointed teeth from within the folds of his cloak and answered, "Not true; you have Deidara and the little one now, and another one coming still," Sakura looked up at him for a long while, then slowly set her watering can down on the loamy floor to gaze at her still-flat stomach and smile lightheartedly; "Yeah, I guess you're right."

#12 – End

She tried to endure it—tried to suffer through it—but her finely-crafted woman's patience was worn to a frazzle in the end; she fucking had it with Deidara and his bitchy attitude—he was totally a different person from when she'd first met him in the art store in Waterfall on that fateful mission—it started shortly after he'd taken her to the complex—Leader was dead, so it wasn't like he was going to complain or anything—and introduced her to the rest of the newly reformed Akatsuki (they focused on marriage counseling and community service work nowadays, Kisame said, though Sakura didn't fall for that for a second); she was an instant hit and was the constant center of attention to every man in the Akatsuki, and some of that attention was vastly different than others, Deidara apparently noticed; Sakura was completely blind to his feelings, though, and it wasn't until she had returned to her room, sliding to the floor against the door in the darkness, that she comprehended the feel of his lips moving against hers in the hallway as he abruptly ended her little rant about his recent behavior and Hidan's "Oh my fucking God, you guys," as he arrived on the scene just when it was getting interesting; now that she thought about it, Sakura finally understood the little money exchange from earlier, as well, though after what happened she was sure there would be no more incidents like it.

#13 – Fall

After the first time Sakura had managed to get Deidara to take her on a sky ride, she had been on numerous more—too many to count—and knew from him the basic rules and regulations of flight: do not jump off the bird unless you're me, yeah; do not fly into a storm unless there are no other options; do not attempt to engage in sexual intercourse when in motion (frenzied groping while searching for a place to land, however, had been approved, although it was important to hold on to your clothes), and other such wisdom; she couldn't help but be worried, though, despite Deidara's lovely passenger performance feedback when he wanted to take Daichi on his first aerial world tour for a fifth birthday present; Deidara solemnly promised her with a quick peck on the cheek—Hidan was lurking around the area again—that no matter what happened, he would never let Daichi fall.

#14 – Fire

Sakura had recently taken up a habit, knitting, and was using her growing talent in the field to fashion proper protective clothing for the members of the Akatsuki when they traipsed about in the northernmost parts of ninja country; she had been finishing up the attaching of the final pompon on Itachi the Expert of Fire Jutsu's brand new black beanie—which he would be wearing under pain of death—when she was startled out of her mindless bliss by a rather noisy observation: "You fucking pervert! Jashin will eternally roast you in the pits of hell for that shit right there, seriously," Sakura stopped her work to look straight up into Deidara's crimson face—once peering quietly down at her from the top of the armchair's high back, now looking at Hidan with embarrassed anger etched on every line of his visible figure—and, amused, watched as the two started in on yet another hopeless argument revolving around her: " I—I wasn't looking down her shirt, yeah; I was trying to see what it was she was making!" and another retort: " I'll have you know I can see perfectly well what it is from right here, you damned heathen," and they weren't done yet: "Well, what the hell were you doing in here, yeah?" and, finally, a "I was checking the fucking time, you sex-starved bastard!" which ended long after Sakura had fled the scene to lock herself in Tobi's closet to complete the woolen masterpiece; ("Of course you can finish it here, Sakura! Tobi doesn't mind at all!")

#15 – Flexible

Sakura prayed the tree branch would be flexible like a good tree—yes, that's a good tree—but it seemed that the tree wasn't feeling partial to the needs of a single human girl in prayer that day and snapped; the branch Sakura had been silently lurking on suddenly splintered and fell to the ground below, startling the blond man she had been observing sitting next to the very same asshole tree before he thrust out his arms in reflex, which became momentarily full of panicking, squirming medic; when Sakura realized his death grip wasn't going to relent any time soon, she gave up and looked into his smug face, into that single, piercing eye, and waited to be raped, tortured, and blown up; she was not prepared for an "I was wondering when you'd come down from there, yeah; I was about to leave."

#16 – Flying

Sakura told Deidara in the kitchen that her birthday was coming up soon, her twenty-first; when patiently waiting for Deidara to ask the inevitable cookie-muffled question as to what she so desired, she knew all of a sudden, and replied to his inquiry with a winning grin, "I want you to take me flying," and after removing the final particles of microscopic chocolate chips and cookie dough from his aching lungs, he asked "Why the hell, yeah," receiving a "Why the hell not?" in return; later, making sure she had bundled up good and proper—it wouldn't do to harm the baby, he said, though Sakura was quite sure it was well-protected (but not willing to get into a child safety argument before it was even five months past existence)—he summoned one of his giant clay birds, heaved her onto the exact center, hopped on after, and took off into the sky.

#17 – Food

"The way to a man's stomach is through his food, seriously, or whatever that shit is people say," Hidan reminded Sakura, smirking, pointing a baked chicken leg to her in a mock salute as she stood beaming in the kitchen, watching with pride as everyone scarfed down her first Akatsuki homemade dinner, her second goal since she rid the complex of bugs, completely missing the way Deidara scowled and tapped his chopsticks loudly on his plate in annoyance when she returned Hidan's remark with a sultry, "Well, looks like it might be working for someone," and answering Kakuzu's usual "how much" question with a sigh and a lie; she was a little taken aback when Deidara suddenly stood up and left with a "Not really hungry, yeah," but just pissed when Kisame turned to Kakuzu and said, "I told you. Now cough up. And give me all of it," and fairly steaming at Kakuzu's answered, "Oh, fuck you."

#18 – Foot

The best thing about delivering babies—in Sakura's opinion—was the part when she got to dip the newborn's hand and foot in black ink and stamp a record on their hospital papers; after the five-hour labor, though, Sakura wasn't in any mood to do much else than feed the baby—at Daichi's insistence—and bear her husband's coddling in between feedings—at Deidara's insistence—so it was Tobi who did it after a severe round of beg-and-plead with the baby's father; as everyone watched in calm silence as Daichi was intricately lowered into the ink—blue eyes looking but not quite seeing, wisps of blonde hair looking utterly fluffable—the tender moment was suddenly ruined by Hidan bursting into the thrown-together Akatsuki birthing room to announce that he'd been curious as to why only Deidara was allowed to help with the birthing, so he'd been watching the whole thing from a window unseen, and he wasted no time in announcing to all present that it was "The fucking most disgusting shit he'd ever seen in his life, seriously," before being ran out and chased after by Deidara himself while Tobi and Sakura's nervous laughter filled the room and Daichi began to cry.

#19 – Grave

The whole thing was rather touching in retrospect: Daichi's tearful announcement at breakfast, the preparations for the ceremony, forcing Hidan to be the priest—"You are the most religious one around here, yeah," (courtesy of Deidara), Daichi's meticulous grave-digging rigmarole in the backyard—"With my fucking scythe, the little ass," the caterers from in town—"This is going to cost us so much money," and even a DJ—it was Kisame in civvies, but Daichi was cool with it—all for Zetsu, who was now in his final resting place while the Akatsuki plus Sakura and Daichi dined on tea sandwiches, ramen, and vodka and reminisced about the good ole days, even Itachi, who, to his credit, had a small conversation with Daichi without a single annoyed sigh; Zetsu, standing at the grave still, was alone in his thoughts: I still can't believe he named a rabbit after me.

#20 – Green

Sakura often asked Deidara questions—which he loved—about his style of art—which she loved—on numerous occasions, and although she didn't really see the point of making a sculpture just to blow it up when it was finished, she did love the little figurines he allowed her to keep stowed on a shelf in her new room—"I'm not sure if these are really the non-exploding ones, yeah; the clay could've gotten mixed up,"—that she had actually inspired him to make; lately she'd gotten him experimenting with some odd colored clay Sakura dug up in the back courtyard, and although neither of them were sure exactly how they felt about that first sickly-looking green bird, the tiny explosion followed by the room being filled with billowing, thick green smoke invoked a new art hobby for Deidara, a giggle from Daichi, and an exasperated sigh from Zetsu, who had just finished tidying up the room.