I realize that Sasori and Zetsu are not in a lot of these paragraphs or they have very small parts. I find it humorous that without thinking I wrote them both in the same chapter. Brownie points for me. When Sakura proves her worth she finally gets a position in the organization, until then she's just a captive without a leash.
Jasmine- A shrub or climbing plant with fragrant, often yellow, flowers.
Zetsu liked to eat people, he also liked to collect flowers and other such shrubbery. Jasmine was secretly one of the plants he liked, in private he would tend to his garden as it was his sanctuary. How the pink haired medic came around to discovering such a closely guarded secret the cannibalistic half human would never know. But low and behold one day he wakes up to find not only one jasmine plant but two outside his bedroom door. Wearily he looks around for any traps. Zetsu notices the card on one of them and cautiously flips it open expecting it to explode. In cursive writing are the words Additions for your collections. He knows who did this so it goes without saying. He snickers to himself before picking up the plants and heading to his indoor garden. If I start collecting body parts maybe she'll send me some.
Kaleidoscope- A toy consisting of a tube containing mirrors and pieces of colored glass or paper, whose reflections produce changing patterns when the tube is rotated.
Sasori, even at a young age, didn't bother with toys like other children did. He liked puppets and he even liked making them. As far as he was concerned all other things paled in comparison to that, to his art. Returning from a rough mission and readily in need of some wood varnish, Sasori opened his door and headed in before a pink head caught his attention. Laying across his bed was her, he would never tell anyone this but the girl was his muse. She is a living embodiment of art and Sasori praised her in silence away from prying eyes and gossip mongers. She was looking through some kind of tube and every once in a while she'd twisted one way and then the other. "What are you doing?" Sakura jumped up before laughing nervously and crossing the room to stand in front of him. She smelled like limes and Sasori grinned from ear to ear inside. Handing him the strange contraption she smiled and told him what it was and how to use it. He did so and watched as the colors and shapes all disappeared then reshape with a twist of his wrist. "Cool isn't it? I was around town, I saw it and thought of you. Because the colors will last even if the shapes don't, and I was hoping it would inspire you to do some art." Nodding his head he watched her go, setting the toy down he smirked. Silly girl I don't need this to be inspired, all I need is you.
Loyalty- A strong feeling of support or allegiance.
She had the opportunity you know, to be free. A squad of Anbu who had searched for days finally met up with her and the Akatsuki. A fight ensued and it was deja vu all the way back to her genin days. Where she stood on the sidelines of the fight and watch as others duke it out. Her greatest fear wasn't resting with her old teacher and she didn't, couldn't fathom that at the moment because Hidan lost his legs, Kakuzu was falling apart again, Konan was off killing several men at one time. And honestly there was nothing wrong with the others because nobody, nobody could ever kill nor reach the others and...Itachi was down, Kisame was chopping away and holding his own. Deidara and Tobi, hell she couldn't see them anymore as it were and Pein. Hells bell he really wasn't having much trouble. But as Kakashi fires up a chidori, whirls around and heads straight for Pein's unaware back all she could do was move. Pein whipped around only to find Kakashi pinned to the ground gurgling on his own slit throat. And Sakura was watching him, blood dripping from her cheeks and she was breathing heavily. Her arms were shaking and in that instance Pein knew what loyalty was. He crushed her to his chest and held her as she shook. It's all right I'm here for you.
