Sasori's Requiem
Deidara: There goes the high and mighty Itachi, un.
Sasori: Much better than you brat.
Deidara: No way, un! I could beat him anyday!
Sasori: Says no one else. Itachi may be even better than me, so that's saying you could never beat him in a million years, brat.
Deidara: Did the great Akasuna really just say that someone was even better than him?!
Sasori: Sometimes it's fun being on the bottom
Deidara: Really? Then why don't you trades spots with a peasant for once?
Sasori: What? Someone like you?
Deidara: Yeah, then I wouldn't be executed if I beat Itachi in a duel, un!
Sasori: Keep dreaming brat.
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Sasori: . . .
Hidan: Hey fucker! Go eat!
Sasori: I'm not feeling very hungry, besides I'm working on a puppet.
Hidan: You never eat, anorexic shit!
Sasori: I'm your master, you can't call me that.
Hidan: I can call you whatever you want, orphaned bastard!
Sasori: !! That's it! I'm tired of you!
Hidan: What the fuck?!
Sasori's puppet flies over to Hidan and pieces his stomach, trapping him onto a wall.)
Hidan: F-ck! That hurts you bastard! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Sasori: What the . . . ?! (The puppet backs up and quickly jabs it's sword into Hidan's heart.)
Hidan: F-ck! Now you stab my most vital organ . . . I think. Anyways, Jashin damn you!
Sasori: Why aren't you dead?!
Hidan: This is apart of the reason why your grandma hired me! I can't die!! Fuck, you're stuck with me forever, srsly!
Sasori: Damn that bitch! (Sasori dashes out of the room.)
Hidan: H-hey! Get me down!
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Gaara: The third kazekage could use iron sand. Sand . . . use it like me.
Sasori: Uh-huh. So how do you use this sand? Like what do you do with it?
Gaara: I can turn it into different shapes or wrap it around things, like this!
(Sand slithers onto a picture of his mother and holds it floating in the midair.)
Sasori: And crush it.
Gaara: N-no! Yashamaru would get very mad if I used my sand for something like that! The sand is only for defense. It's something my mother gave to me as a symbol of love, it protects me like she would have if she were alive. Besides this is very precious to Yashamaru, it would be horrible if I'd break this.
Sasori: Would he kill you?
Gaara: No! Yashamaru would never ever try to kill me!
Sasori: Then why not do it?
Gaara: Why? That would make him very disappointed in me. . .
Sasori: Exactly, shit. The looks on peoples faces when you do something bad. It's very interesting to watch.
Gaara: Interesting?
Sasori: Mmm-hmm, you're pretty interesting yourself, Gaara. You powers and your body intrigue me so . . . I wish I could have it
Gaara: My powers? You don't think it's scary?
Sasori: Of course not.
Gaara: Thank you Sasori-san! You truly are my friend!
Sasori: Uh-huh, now give me some candy, shit.
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Wow, great friend, ne?