"SASORI" I scream while running down the hall to said man's workshop. Most people would try to correct me saying Sasori is a puppet, not a man. The thing is, he's only a puppet half the time. See, he has this jutsu that allows him to transform back into a human, at least until he chooses to be a puppet again, and since I broke his last three puppet vessels, he has a tendency to remain human around me. He claims that I am too reckless, but I say it's just because he looks all creepy as a puppet. I mean, he never shows any emotion, not that shows any emotion as a human, but at least as a human you get that dazzling smile every once in a blue moon. I can honestly say Sasori is very charming, but I don't think I could get over the fact that if I were dating him, there might be the possibility that I was dating a hunk of wood so, that's a pretty bigturn off but, other than that, I can't seem to find any faults with our dear puppetmaster. Other than the fact that he that he is also silent. An example would be this exact moment. I run down the hallway, just feet from the door. But still, silent as always, the door opens and Sasori stands in the center of the doorway. I did not notice though, I was looking in the opposite direction.
"Sakura wha-," BAM!
I run right smack dab into the man. I go crashing into him, causing us both to fall into the workshop. The workshop was built for anyone and everyone to use, but everyone preferred to keep their things in their room except Sasori, who found all the space nice for keeping all his puppet parts separate, so they just made it Sasori's personal workshop. I go in there every so often just for something to do. Sasori is usually in there but if I don't talk to him, or break something, he usually ignores me. If I break something, Sasori requires me to make a new copy of whatever it is that I broke, which I think is stupid because he never uses it anyway, claiming it isn't "perfect" and just makes his own, but I am getting better. But then again, I guess that happens when you break, and therefore have to make copies of: 56 arms, 72 legs, 14 heads, 124 fingers, 120 toes, 24 eyes, and 27 necks, and that's not counting the six completed puppets that I "Accidently" set on fire as I call it.
"What do you need Sakura?" Sasori asks while trying to get out from under me.
"Oh, um, uh-uh-uh," what am I supposed to say?
"If your question is," He says while looking at me with those blank eyes, "if I have talked to Deidara about what I saw, then the answer is no, I haven't seen him."
"Oh and um, uh," Now I just feel stupid.
"If your next question is if I plan to talk to Deidara at all about what I saw then your answer would again be no. I don't want to have to relive that moment just to tell my brat of a partner."
"Oh, thank goodness! I honestly think I love you now!" I lean down and wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him.
"Oh, I hope you don't."
"What?"
"Love me." Well that's a little rude.
"Why?"
"Because then you would dump Deidara and the brat would never sut up about how HIS girl left him for his partner." Oh, that makes sense!
"Now would you mind getting off me. I am no longer a puppet, thanks to you, and am therefore required to breath, and you are not the lightest creature."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" I say while getting off of the redhead. He gets back to his feet and heads over to his workbench. On the counter lays what seems to be an unfinished puppet. I wonder what the puppet will look like. Sasori's puppets always look beautiful, but there is another sort of essence of emotion each puppet gives off, besides his battle puppets. That is another misconception I used to have about Sasori. I used to think all the puppets he made were battle puppets, but he often makes puppets for decoration as well, more like dolls. He also has life sized puppets of all the Akatsuki, including me, along the back wall. These puppets are battle puppets, but they are for special fights only. They each have the special abilities of the real person they were based on, which is quite impressive since the majority of his puppets are corpses transformed by a secret jutsu, but these are handcrafted from wood, and Itachi's puppet has a real, working sharingan. I honestly think my puppet is better looking than I am but, oh well.
"So," I say as I walk up behind "Is this the puppet your making for Itachi?"
He just nods.
"So, can I see it?" I ask, getting on my tip-toes to look over Sasori's shoulder. The puppet is laying on some sort of cloth and Sasori takes the sides and folds them up, covering it before I get the chance to see it.
"No." Well, somebody sure is being rude.
"Why not?"
"Because I said so." He did NOT just say that!
"WHAT!? Since when have you had an attitude?"
"*sigh* I can't let you see it because it is a gift for you." What? From Itachi DAAWWW- wait, no, I have no connection with him anymore.
"So, weasel asked you to make this for me?"
"Haven't I made that obvious yet? Itachi and Deidara may find your stupidity endearing, but I just find it disturbing that the 'smartest' girl in Konohana is this idiotic." Well, who peed in his cheerios?
"You don't have to finish this then, Itachi and I, well, I wouldn't even say we're friends anymore."
"Oh really, then I'll just go to Itachi's room and ask him if he would like for me to discontinue this project. If you wouldn't mind, wait outside my workshop while I'm asking though."
"Fine." I walk out with Sasori and he closes the door.
"Wait here," He reminds me.
"I know, I know." Geez, got any trust issues there Sasori? I watch his back as he walks down the hallway. Why does he even bother asking? Does he doubt me? Man, he has some serious trust issues! Well, here comes said dumba- idiot. I just stand there and watch as he comes back down the hallway with an envelope in one hand and a bag of stuff in the other.
"So, what did he say?" I ask placing my hand on my hip.
"Wait," he says while walking into his workshop. I start to follow him but he puts his hand up to stop me.
"No, you wait here, I'm almost done." RUDE! He then shuts the door in my face. I lay my ear against the door and I can hear Sasori shuffling around inside. I then hear his chair creak as he sits down.
5 Minutes Later :)
"Ugh," I have been sitting here laying with my back against the door, for the last five minutes! I thought he said he was almost done! What is pushing on the door? Oh crap. I'm just a tad too late.
"What the crap Sasori! I was sitting against the door! You just hit me! With the door!"
"Not my fault, nor is it my problem."
"Brat." He just chuckles as I get back up.
"Here, this is the gift from Itachi." He hands me the cloth. Inside is a tiny figurine of me. Well, it's supposed to be me, but it is far prettier.
"Oh Sasori, it's beautiful."
"Thank you. Here, Itachi asked me to give this to you as well." He hands me the envelope he had when he left Itachi's room.
"Sasori," I call, as he turns to go back into his workshop.
"Hm?"
"Why is everything you make far prettier than what you based it on?"
"I don't think that what I make is prettier than the real thing. If you want my honest opinion, I think the person or object I base my creations on are far prettier."
"Huh?" I ask, tilting my head to the side"
"It's a compliment Sakura," Sasori says while chuckling, "just accept it." He then goes back into the workshop.
I open the letter and it says,
Dear Sakure,
I apologize for my previous behavior, and acknowledge that it was inappropriate and immature. I must hope though, that you will find it in your heart to forgive me. May this letter and gift be my apology.
Love,
Itachi
