Freedom

She waited there, waiting for an idea to come up, waiting for a light bulb to appear above her head. She waited for some words to say as she was just stunned by his calm, mysterious persona.

He took another tequila shot calmly, and looked at her again. She gulped, hard, and finally, gaining some confidence, she placed her hands on her lap, and, "Mr. Sasori of the Red Sand, I would very much like to join in on your.." she stopped, thinking of a word to add, while he raised both his brows, ready for an answer.

"Your..Adventures, sir" with that, she ended her reply with a smile, looking at him confidently.

He remained looking at her, this time, confused, and finally, he chuckled looking down at the table, smiling. "You're telling me, that you want to know how it feels like to be a traitor?" she flinched, "No, no, no, I just want to know-" "How it feels to have some freedom, I suppose?" he cut her off, as if reading her mind, finished her answer.

She gulped again, and nodded her head, "And why, my dear blunt lady?" she thought again, "Frankly, I've always been held hostage, I'd say, in my house. And I feel that I do need some freedom, and that since you're the perfect man who always travelled, I figured, I should join you" she stuttered, something that has never happened to her.

For the girl has always been a strong-willed, blunt girl. Temari has never been afraid to speak her mind, and yet, that day, she was afraid. No, more like, shy and nervous to talk to him, scared what he might have thought of her 'plans.'

He chuckled again, shaking his head, and exhaled deeply. "And why would I let you come with me?" "B-Because, I'm the daughter of the Kazekage, you have to let me!" he stared at her, and cut his eyes.

"Look, kid, I'm not travelling anywhere else, so even if I did let you hang, we wouldn't be going on some 'adventure' you call it" he raised his brow at her, while she looked down.

"Doesn't matter then, I still want you to show me some freedom!" she assertively replied.