~ 004 - Sorrow ~
It took you awhile but you managed to patch up your relationship with Sasori (not that there was much of a relationship to begin with). You were walking on the clouds, as you did every day, basking in the warm light that filtered down. You were in a good mood so the weather was nice as well. Sasori learned it was better to stay on your good side. There were less thunder storms and less chance to be struck down by a lightning bolt.
You approached the puppet master. He was bent over a hole in the clouds and was very engrossed with the scene he was witnessing. He must have been there for nearly an hour now. You wondered what he was watching. You rarely found something that interested you when you peeked down at the living, and you were much more easily impressed than Sasori.
"Sasori-san?"
He held a finger to his lips, indicating for you to stay quiet. He waved you over to him. You eyed him skeptically before kneeling down next to him and glancing through the hole he made. Below you, was a silver haired man suspended in the air above a large hole. A pineapple headed teenager in a green vest stood opposite him. They were talking about something, the kid obviously pissed whereas the man seemed quite amused. The teenager walked out of view and an explosion went off, encasing the man in a ball of flames.
Sasori chuckled. "I never thought I'd see the day that masochistic b*stard would get himself killed! Or at least, something close to it...."
You tilted your head. "Was he a friend of yours Sasori-san?"
"Hardly!" Sasori said, rolling his eyes. "He was more of a colleague and an annoying one at that. He's much worse than the brat though and that is saying something...." Sasori had ranted to you about Deidara a few times. Mostly about how incompetent he was and how he had no sense of art.
Suddenly, music began to sound throughout purgatory. You grinned and ran towards the gate. You never thought someone else would show up so soon after Sasori did. In fact, you were almost certain it would be just the two of you for another couple of centuries.
It didn't take long for Sasori to catch up to you. "[Name]? What's going on?" he yelled over the dirge.
You smiled at him. "Someone else is joining us!"
You both turned to the gates as they begin opening, the familiar golden light breaking through. You could see a figure's silhouette approach you. The person seemed to be quite tall, easily towering over you and Sasori. When the door shut and the light disappeared, you could make the man out more clearly. His arms were decorated in stitches and a mask covered his face. The waterfall mark was engraved on a plate on his hat.
Sasori smirked. "Well, look what the cat dragged in!"
The man rolled his eyes. "Is Hidan here?"
"Not yet...."
"Yet?"
"I watched the equivalent of his death. He'll be along soon."
You cleared your throat, interrupting their conversation. The two Akatsuki members glanced over at you. You smiled softly and gave a slight wave. Sasori sighed. "Kakuzu, [Name]; [Name], Kakuzu!" he introduced you.
You extended your hand. "Nice to meet you!" you said, giving him a welcoming smile.
"Likewise!" Kakuzu stated and turned back to his wooden friend. "So how did he do it?" You retracted your hand and scratched the back of your neck with it.
Sasori looked at you. "Do you mind?" he asked. "We'd like some privacy!"
"O-of course, Sasori-san!" you said, a fake smiled plastered over your face. You turned and walked back to the mansion. You frowned and the sky darkened.
Why did you get the feeling you were going to be on your own a lot of the time now? It depressed you, knowing that there were people there to talk to, but them ignoring you and not wanting to talk to you. You let out a heavy sigh, causing a large gust of wind to blow. You looked down at your feet as you headed back, paying no attention to the rain that began to fall from the clouds above.
