I uno about this... but I have no choice... nothing else I wrote was good enough... but this made myself laugh so I'm hoping it'll make you laugh as well :) enjoy!


It was a while but Sasori finally made it back downstairs. By the looks of him he decided to have a shower. I was surprised he even came down, I expected him to stay hidden upstairs until I went to bed then he would sneak out and gather crumbs of leftover foods that I had left out for him secretly.

He sat on the other couch, watching what I was. It took a long while of silence but finally something hit me. Maybe it was the realization that I haven't been alone... well since ever... or maybe it was the fact that me and Kabuto were actually over. But I could feel a tear force its way into my eye. I growled as I wiped it away viciously which earned me a very confused glance from Sasori.

I narrowed my gaze and focused on the t.v but I could still feel his eyes on me as a tear strolled down my cheek. He didn't say a thing but I knew he could see it. Dammit! Why would I cry now? I'm a grown woman, I can live on my own without my brother. I can survive a couple of break-ups. I will be fine on my own. I gave in with a sigh as I pulled my knees up to my chest.

"Kabuto dumped me today. He did it in a mall so I wouldn't make a scene then just left, only leaving me with cab money. Kisame couldn't bare the thought of being alone with me for the summer so that's why he took off with his girlfriend. Everyone's gone and all I can do is wallow in self-pity wishing I could go back to being the 10 year old punk who couldn't care less about any of you idiots."

I hid my face in between my knees as I spoke. I regretted speaking as soon as the words left and I couldn't believe I had just broken down in front of Sasori. I can't believe I just broke down. I've been getting good at bottling things up, I am unaware of what just happened. I tensed up when I felt myself tip into a body as Sasori took a seat beside me.

I am officially dreaming. Not only did he move closer to me, but he wrapped one arm around my shoulders as my body pushed up against his. I felt the heat in my cheeks radiate warmth more out of embarrassment than anything. I have never shown Sasori weakness, he just wasn't like that.

"I never rally cared for you. I find your personality annoying and immature. The guys always spoke about you and I could never understand how something like you had wiggled it's way into the group. But then as the others spoke about some sort of bonding moment they have shared, it brought up a curiosity as to why I have yet to share such things."

"Well, my curiosity as to why you don't bond well has been fulfilled..."

I said sarcastically as I took a peek at the red-head.

"Hm."

I chuckled and there we sat. Me curled up in a ball leaning under Sasori's arm. I couldn't deny it felt nice, but I didn't take it to heart. I knew I was just frustrated over the break-up... But, for the time being I will enjoy this. It's not everyday that one gets a sign of emotion from the indifferent Sasori.

"Sasori... Thank you."

"Hn."

I smiled and closed my eyes.

I wasn't aware that I had been tired, or even noticed that I had fallen asleep. I sprung awake to find myself on the couch with a blanket draped over me. It took a moment as I stared in the dark living room what had happened earlier. I let out a groan as I combed through my hair with my hand. That was until my stomach made a very obnoxious sound and I soon remembered I hadn't eaten all day.

I wandered over stretching and yawning toward the fridge to find some left over lasagna from before Kisame had left.

I sat at the table nibbling on the large portion of food on my plate. I was hungry but I was in no mood to eat fast. I almost pissed myself when the kitchen light flicked on. I let out a squeak and looked up to see Sasori standing in the stairway.

"Hungry?" I asked.

"Tsh, idiot."

I could just barely see the bags that were growing under his eyes before he turned the light off. Though my sight was blacked out for the moment I could hear him as he trudged toward the table and took the seat beside me. I think he expected me to fetch him a plate but I just settled for sitting watching him as my eyes adjusted. He didn't look so threatening in this lighting or situation. I continued to stare as I munched on my food and watch him lay his head on the table.

"Is that home made?" he mumbled.

"Mmhm. Vallorie made it before her and Kisame took off. Unlike that cold-blooded shark, she thought it would be nice I had at least one home cooked meal while they were gone."

I scooped up a piece and pointed it at the half-asleep red-head, "Wanna try it? It's really good."

He looked at the fork, then me, than back at the fork. It was clear his gaze was mistrusting, as if I would eat my own poisoned food. Or maybe he just didn't approve of someone feeding him. Whatever his problem was, he was too tired to deal with it and accepted the bite.

"It's okay."

After the food, I went and brushed my teeth and prepare for bed.

As I stood in my room, looking down at my unmade bed I had this odd feeling inside my stomach. A giddy one that I can recall from a manga Hinata proposed I read. It was almost a full 5 minutes before I let out a regretful sigh and turned out of my room. Like a pro I tip-toed around my house and into the spare room without a sound. Of course what I hadn't expected was the duffel bag to still be in the middle of the floor. With a thud and a hiss of pain I flew forward, landing across Sasori on his bed.

"What the hell are you doing?" he snapped at me.

"Owwy! You moron! Why would you leave your shit in the middle of the room!"

I growled as I shifted to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Well it seems it served a purpose..., now what are you doing here?"

"Tsh... I..., I don't know."

I was glad that the room was pitch black. Though I could feel the icy glare still on the side of my head.

"Well how about you get out!"

He sounded furious, the tension in the air was heavy but see here's the thing about me... I'm an idiot who can't read body language or know when to high tail out of a situation. I shuffled around pinning Sasori to his bed. I could see the glare in his eyes as mine adjusted to the dark. I was expecting a more shocked, bewildered expression but he took it rather... Not like the crap I've read or watched. He was angered through and through. I tried to look passed that as I kissed him. His mouth was parted but the tension was there. After a couple seconds of this heavy feeling I pulled away.

My eyes went wide when Sasori let out a growl and flipped me over, pinning me to the bed.

"I don't care about your insecurities, nor do I care about any needs of yours what so ever. I'm not some fool you can wrap around your finger like that child Deidara."

I couldn't do anything but blush and let out a frightened squeak. The way his hair hung there, shadowing his brown eyes. I believe I had just found myself in a very dangerous and unknown game. Then the unexpected happened...

"Sasori... I gotta pee."

I saw his eye twitched as all seriousness of the atmosphere vanished.

"Idiot."

I chuckled as he sat up and I slipped into the bathroom flicking the light on. It stung like a bitch but I ignored the pain as I stared into the mirror. A blush looked so out of place on my face, it made me much to colourful I think. Why am I doing this to myself? Kakuzu, Hidan, Zetsu... Oh god, Zetsu! With a growl I began to smack my forehead on the counter of the sink...

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot..."

Sasori POV

I collapsed on the bed staring up at the ceiling. I became worried when I could hear the loud banging noise in the bathroom.

"Idiot, idiot..."

Muffled through the walls. I couldn't believe what was happening. I should just go to Deidara's. Even if he isn't back till next week I'm sure he won't mind as long as I kept the place clean. I sighed as I wrapped myself under the blanket. That idiot Kawako. What does she expect out of acting like that? I could only imagine Kisame if he ever found out, he would slaughter the both of us. I could hear her leave and go back into her own room. I thought about it again and felt the heat rise. I stopped and scolded myself. She is just immature, annoying, obnoxious. She has an odd sense of humour, trouble follows her like a shadow. I scratched at my head, dammit Sasori.

Kawako POV

I sat at the table, munching on pancakes I had just prepared myself. My heart began to race and I almost lost my pancakes when I heard the footsteps come down the stairs. I couldn't believe what I had done and I prayed that I was just having a nightmare but when I saw Sasori my forehead began to hurt reminding me of the counter top abuse. Sub-consciously I rubbed my wound. I noticed Sasori wouldn't even look near me and it only reminded me more of how not a dream my idiotic behaviour was.

"There is french toast in the microwave..." I mumbled with a mouthful of food.

He sat across from me and we both stared uneasily at our food.

"So, um... Did you sleep well?"

He looked up at me with a deadpan stare and I couldn't help but laugh. I delayed the finishing of my food until Sasori was done his so I could grab his plate.

"Did you want to go to the arcade with me?"

I refused to look at him as I scrubbed the dishes from last night.

"Such childish games."

"Tsh..., says someone who plays with dolls..." I mumbled to myself.

I let out a squeak as I was twirled around and my wrist that held the cloth was pinned to the cupboard above. The wet material fell to ground and the plate was held in a very unstable and shaky palm. I was wide eyed as I stared into his narrow eyes. He hasn't grown much over the year and neither have I really. We stood almost the same height, him having a slight advantage.

"What was that?"

"Ah, da, da, da... Nothing! I was saying... I was saying how beautiful your eyes were, like a doll's! Yes, pretty doll eyes! They're so shiny and surreal, truly something incredible!"

He let out a sigh as he used his free arm to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"I don't understand how people deal with you."

"With patience and understanding. Sometimes with a little love and compassion too-"

I was interrupted with a kiss. What is with all this kissing? Not only that why did people keep interrupting me with kissing? I didn't think he would actually fall for the love and compassion part, that was all bull... I noticed that he was pushing a little harder now and unfortunately I seem to be a sucker for this deadly game. All of my relationships have been forbidden and in the shadows. I guess I just have that need for thrill. With my free hand I ran it up under his shirt. I could feel him flinch as he wasn't expecting the touch. His grasp tightened on my wrist and I pulled him closer to me. The intensity was skyrocketing and just as fast as it started it ended when I heard the door open and I saw a figure in the doorway. With a scream I grasped a plate and tossed it. It landed against the door with a loud crash.

"What the fuck?"

I screamed at the cowering figure as he ducked from the plate. Sasori took the moment to create a very distant space between us.

"You asshole! Have you heard of knocking?"

"Itachi? What are you doing here?"

While my face was burning hot and red with embarrassment, rage and an odd feeling that I haven't felt in some time, I stood scrubbing the hell out of the dishes. Sasori made his way over to Itachi to help clean up the plate.

"I don't remember having to knock."

We all sat in the living room now. I glared daggers at the T.V as Itachi felt the need to sit on the couch I choose while Sasori sat as far away from me as possible. It was silent awkward and just a heavy atmosphere. I think both me and Sasori had the same question in our minds, 'What did he see?'.

"My brother sent you here to spy on my again didn't he?"

"Your brother doesn't know I'm home yet. This is a personal visit."

I turned my glare to him and stared suspiciously, "I'm sorry our bathroom is off limits for you..."

He glared at me before he regained his posture, "Fool."

"I came to check up on you actually. You are accident prone and I would not want my friend to become homeless because his idiot sister burnt the place down."

I noticed a silent chuckle out of Sasori at the comment as well.

"You're adopted and your parents hate you."

I grumbled as I curled up into a ball.

"I can live with that. So, Sasori, why are you here?"

"I have been locked out of my home. I'm waiting for a key in the mail. Until then it seems I'm stuck with babysitting."

"Hn. Well make sure you don't feed her after midnight..."

The two men chuckled and I growled.

"You both can choke."

I went ignored and they went talking again. I grumbled and groaned as I made my way to my room to think. Maybe if I'm lucky Itachi will take Sasori with him and all will be well. -badump- Or fuck this! I'm not turning into so girlish storyline that involves a kiss that changes everything. No, no no no no! I paced around scratching my head. Sasori is a no good ass who has no real ability to feel emotion.

I shouted as I heard the phone ring and stomped down to go grab it. As I went down the stairs I lost my footing and took a tumble mighty enough you could only call it Pain.