Part one to Fleeting Love. Nothing else to say.
She sighed, leaning against the wall. It was dark and cold as always in the Akatsuki base, and sometimes she believed the featureless walls, floor, and ceiling weren't even there. She suspected it was some kind of space-warping jutsu, but she had never really bothered to ask.
She glanced out at the rain. It was always raining here in Amegakure - hence the name. As she pensively looked out at the falling moisture, she noted another reflection materialize in the window beside her own. The newcomer's face was so different from how she was used to seeing it that she almost turned in surprise, to see if her eyes were playing tricks on her or not.
Almost.
No words were spoken between them, as usual, while she silently contemplated the differences in their faces. Their skin was the same pale alabaster; however, her cheeks always seemed to hold the smallest of flushes. Their eyes were where differences began; his were a deep chocolate brown, while her own were blue flecked with silver. Their hair contrasted; hers a sandy, dirty blonde, while his was the color of blood. She was startled to see him not in his a puppet, but she said nothing of it.
And then, as she closed her eyes for the barest of moments, she saw herself holding a baby, it's trusting blue-gray eyes looking up at her through bangs of red-blonde hair…
Her eyes snapped back open and her face was the only one reflected in the window, his words of quiet parting seeming to sear her ears: "Until next time, Evelyn-chan." She felt a wave of emotion pass over her, a small smile reflected in the window as it curved her lips. What she had seen may never come true, but she was happy with the companionship they shared, even if her heart sometimes ached for love of him.
"Yes, until then, Sasori-sama," she murmured, and then continued on her way to meet with a friend for training.