(NOTE: Sasori is only half puppet.)

Five years has passed since Sasori was admitted to Akatsuki and many things have changed. The Akatsuki went from being a group of rouge ninja to a group of S-Class criminals. They allowed a new member's entrance, names being Kisame of the Seven Swordsmen and a young woman named Konan. Sasori has adapted well and Orochimaru, although very creepy, was Sasori's closest friend in the Akatsuki but lately things have been strange. Orochimaru has been distancing his self from everything or one.

Sasori not understanding human feeling, being half human puppet, didn't notice the subtle differences but was beginning to notice Orochimaru's usual gaze on his back becoming more insistent and demanding. Orochimaru, after three months of sharing a room with Sasori, had decided that he wanted Sasori to be his sex slave but Sasori never complied. Orochimaru continues to try to persuade him but no such luck.

It wasn't until the fateful night did anyone suspect foul play among their selves. It was a beautiful night; the crescent moon was high in the sky and shining brightly upon the dark room. Sasori was sitting over his work bench, as usual, for he has no reason to sleep, and was working on fixing one of his favorite puppets Hiruko when a cold hand caressed his cheek softly.

Sasori spun around, trying to pin the offending hand, and whatever was attached to the hand, away from his self but only succeeded in being pinned against the wall staring into black piercing eyes. Sasori relaxed slightly recognizing Orochimaru before tensing again when Orochimaru's tongue began licking up Sasori's chin to his cheekbone.

"I love the taste of you, Sasori" He moaned, "I wish I could just keep you as my pet but alas dreams must come to a pitiful end." Jerking away from Orochimaru's unwanted contact Sasori replied, "I was unaware you dreamt of doing this to me Orochimaru-san. If I had known that maybe I would have never got out of Hiruko."

Orochimaru's grip on Sasori tightened, causing Sasori to wince internally, for he was only half puppet. Orochimaru leaned close to Sasori "Oh yes, Sasori." He exclaimed, drawing out the "s" in Sasori's name. "I have had these thoughts for quite some time and frankly, since I'm leaving this pathetic organization, I figured they could come to life tonight."

Orochimaru then struck out, forcing his lips to lock with Sasori in an unwilling kiss. Panting heavily Orochimaru grabbed the back of Sasori's head and again their lips locked, gripping his hair he deepened the kiss. Click. Sasori stared down at his wrist in disbelief, Orochimaru, while struggling for a kiss from Sasori's unwilling lips, had handcuffed Sasori to the workbench.

Orochimaru then proceeded to take off Sasori's clothes and his own, "Sasori, you have no idea how long I have waited for this. I want you to know that this is out of love. I am the only being who will ever truly love you, and to show you this love I'm going to do stuff to you that only lover's do."

Sasori's eyes widened and he struggled harder against the handcuff that bound him to the room with a crazed psycho. Orochimaru patted Sasori's head, then started to pinch his nipple very hard, trying to get any emotion out of Sasori, and finally bored with that Orochimaru decided he was hard and wanted him some ass.

Pounding could be heard on the door but they couldn't get in. "SASORI!" Itachi's muffled voice rang through the door, "SASORI! Orochimaru, leave Sasori alone!" The pounding on the door became more insistent when Kakuzu and Zetsu's voice could be heard "Orochimaru, when I get my hands on you your dead!" Kakuzu screamed.

Dropping down Orochimaru bent Sasori over the workbench and took him roughly without any foreplay or preparation. Sasori screamed out feeling as though his ass was ripping in half. Every thrust he could hear Orochimaru's disgusting grunts and each time a piercing pain would jilt through Sasori. It seemed as though it would never end and when it did Sasori was hoarse from screaming so loud. His face was red from crying and blood was everywhere.

Orochimaru was putting on his pants when Itachi, Kakuzu, and Zetsu finally got the door busted down. Kakuzu automatically went to Sasori, trying to break the handcuffs that bound him. Zetsu and Itachi tackled Orochimaru to the ground, kicking and scratching until… poof. It was a clone. Orochimaru's voice could be heard all throughout the building.

"Leader-Sama, If you haven't figured it out yet I am leaving this shitty Organization. I have bigger things to worry about then trying to make your pathetic dream to come true." Orochimaru cackled, "I hope I didn't destroy your little red-head. I'm looking forward to our next little rendezvous Sasori." Then everything was silent.

Kakuzu finally was able to break the bonds and Itachi came forward grabbing a blanket and wrapping Sasori in it. Sasori flinched back but allowed Itachi to cover him. Once finished Itachi leaned forward grabbing Sasori's legs and lifting him bridal-style but Sasori started thrashing.

"No! Put me down! Don't touch me! Stop, stop!" He screamed. He struggled so much that Itachi was unable to keep a hold of him and he fell to the floor sobbing. Zetsu stepped toward Sasori cautiously, "Sasori, we need you to come with us you little pansy ass. We are all friends here and we won't let anyone hurt you. Sasori, can you stand?" After seeing Sasori hesitant shake of the head Zetsu asked "Do you need assistance?" Sasori stared at Zetsu before nodding his head and shakily sticking his hand out for assistance.

Zetsu quickly grabbed Sasori's forearm and hoisted him back onto his feet. Sasori limped slightly over to his dresser and turned to the three others in the room. He stared pointedly at them before Itachi got the hint and ushered the rest out of the room so Sasori would be able to change in privacy.

Sasori bent down and pulled out a blood red shirt, black pants, boxers, and the Akatsuki cloak. Slowly he put his boxers and pants on, wincing when he strained too much. Limping over to the door he pulled on his shirt and Akatsuki cloak then opened the door.

Zetsu and Kakuzu stepped toward Sasori, who in turn took an involuntary step back. Taking a deep breath Sasori composed his self before asking "Where is Itachi-San?" Zetsu stared at Sasori contemplating what to say when Kakuzu automatically replied "He went to inform Leader-Sama, Konan, and Kisame of what has happened. He said he will be back as soon as possible."

Sasori nodded then replied "I am going to lie down for a while. If there is anything you need of me I'll be in my room. Don't leave me out of anything." Sasori went to turn around when Zetsu stepped forward, "Is it alright if I stay with you Sasori-Kun?" Sasori stared at Zetsu before nodding, turning around and stepping into his bedroom, Zetsu closing the door behind him.

Sasori collapsed on the bed and laid there feeling numb. Zetsu walked over and sat on the edge of the bed before talking, "Sasori, we are going to have to go out and find your replacement partner soon. Leader-Sama will probably already have one chosen and I will go retrieve them, as I did for you and all the other recruits, in a month or two."

Sasori nodded again too tired to reply to anything. Zetsu continued, "Also, Sasori, You and I will be swapping rooms. From tomorrow on you will be living in my room and I will be living in yours. No exceptions." Zetsu then grabbed Sasori and took off his Akatsuki cloak then tucked Sasori in, who was already passed out from mental exhaustion.