Beginning to work backwards here. Going to up the rating thanks to this chapter, got a bit gory. D=

And here I thought we had moved away from the M rating... T_T

This can explain the previous events of 'Danna?' aswell.


Her blood was the most astonishing shade of alizarin crimson. It poured from her mouth in glorious rivulets like scarlet Indian ink, staining everything in it's path. Her lips, chin, décolletage, before she crumpled to the floor and he could no longer see her face.

Like an artist surveying his newly completed work Sasori merely stared at the back of her head, hair now askew and dirty with blood and sand. He inwardly frowned at the thought of the recreation work that lay in store; the impact to her face would have broken that pretty little nose. Beneath her the ground began to soak up her blood, the ink, so morbidly beautiful as it crawled outward from her body, slowly eating away at each little grain. A little ways away Chiyo lay in a similar ungraceful heap, body barely cold. The blood on and around her a dirty mahogany in comparison to Sakura's.

The fight had been a spectacular one, he already had plans for her new body. Quickly regarding the figures of his parents, he debated whether or not to bring them with him.

Firstly, he had to make sure his new puppet would be co-operative. Walking slowly toward her body - he could swear his breath was laboured with exhaustion - he swiftly dealt the sword into the back of her neck, severing the spine. The body spasmed and twitched before lying still again. That would do nicely.

Above him Deidara ascended from one of his larger creations. Through his peripheral Sasori could see the blonde survey the area with his one eye, whistling as he drank in the vision of Chiyo.

"Who's the ancient, Danna? Talk about being thorough."

"Bring the closest two, we've to get back to base." Sasori replied, leaning down to pick up Sakura's broken body. For the first time in over a decade Sasori felt a pang of regret as Deidara un-mercifully hauled his parents onto the bird; he would miss the warmth.