See No Evil

Chapter 11

-For the Reviewers!!! (Didn't get as many…L is sad…)

Satoru- I honestly laughed out loud whenever I read what you said about how I ended the chapter with "Looky there a Cliffy!" It was soo funny to me! Yay! Long review! I get so jazzed when I get them! Thanks for liking the memories and such. I'll try next time to put some kind of symbol in so you know when they start and end. OMG HOW ABOUT THAT SPAZ FOR FLUFF? I promise, PROMISE to have some fluff in this chapter. Along with some emotional trauma! Whooo! Thanks for all the complements and not thinking that Eri is an m-s. And it's ok if you can't think up any bloopers it's alright. I honestly smiled the entire time I wrote this.

Rosi-chan- Lazy again Rosi-chan…Well thank you for liking how I intertwined the memories and the present. I tried to connect them yet…not…yeah… Thanks for the constructive criticism! And do you want me to upload this to DA? I could.

FanxForever- Yes fluffy-icous! I like that word!

Soundtrack- (does anyone even use this?) um let's see here… The Fray- Little House or BrandNew- Failure by Design

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His eyes were closed as he meditated. Swimming in his mind back through all the memories and things that had been engraved in the back of his mind. The times with Eri…and the ones without her. Those times…they seemed to fade now. They didn't hurt nearly as bad. They were only reminiscences after all.

He remembered waking up late at night. The sheets beside him cold and untouched. He sat up and walked out to the living room. She lay there sprawled out very un-ladylike sleeping with the remote for the television still in her hand.

He remembered how peaceful she looked as he lay beside her in his bed. Her hair all around her and her soft breathing the only noise. He pulled the dark blue sheets up to cover her and pulled her close, sharing the warmth. Something special that only they shared together.

But now it was anything but that. There was no warmth. No soft breathing. No peacefulness. Only pain…dreadful pain.

They had her on a respirator, she seemed as though she couldn't breathe on her own. He cringed every time he looked up to see the tubes that led down into her lungs, forcing her to breathe. The cut that had crossed over her face had been healed and was all but a soft pearl colored line. But nothing was really healed. Sasori was losing his grip.

He sighed and put his head almost between his knees and clutched his head. How could this have happened? The poison, it was the most powerful he had. Why had he survived it? Why was she the one who had to pay for his slip up? Why?

Kakuzu walked through the door to check her vitals. He said nothing to the withering redhead. His emotionless gaze was the only consolidation that he would give the puppet man.

He made sure her IV was dripping at the right rate and that her blood pressure wasn't bad. So far she had only lost the function of breathing due to the electrocution. Her nerves may heal, he knew, in a few days or they could stay like that forever and she'd just be in coma. He glanced at the ex-Suna shinobi as he left and gave him only a few words.

"It's happened before…you should get used to it," and then he left.

Sasori's brown eyes alit with loneliness and fury stared at where the man had just left. His teeth gnashed and his fingernails cut into his knees. How dare he…

HOW DARE HE!

Sasori groaned as he collapsed to her bedside, staring at her unmoving form. Praying to any God that was listening to let her live. Let her come back. Not to leave him alone anymore.

He was surprised as someone opened the door. He didn't look immediately. No one would dare interrupt him unless it was something very important.

The silver haired man held his rosary in his hand as he walked over to her bed. His face didn't portray any of his emotions as he bowed his head silently. Sasori looked up through his hair to see the priest. Normally he would have told the other man to get the hell out but now…he was just so…weak.

He buried himself into his arms and just sighed. There was nothing else he could do; he couldn't cry, he couldn't do anything.

The priest left shortly without a word. Oddly he left the door open. Sasori just ignored the pair of red eyes that stared in at the two. The black-haired man left quieter than the other.

-------1 month later--------

Sasori walked down the halls of the Akatsuki HQ. He hadn't talked to anyone, not a soul. He rarely left her side. Kakuzu had given him the news that the respirator had been removed and that she could wake up anytime. Since then the redhead had been in and out of the room so much that no one was surprised to see the extra blanket and pillow tucked away behind her bed.

One week ago he had removed the metal arm, all the wires would need replaced because they had been fried in the fight. But non-the-less he was pleased to see that he had a way to give her his gift. The ribbon and all.

No one could really see how anxious he was but they could tell by the way he flitted around her and around the place. Pein had been kind enough to keep him off of missions till she recovered, though his patience was coming to an end.

Then it happened one day while he was in the kitchen and Kisame and Itachi were in the 'living room' a crash was heard then a frantic scream of: SASORI-DANNA!

There was no measurement of speed in existence to gauge how fast Sasori ran back to that room. He had even allowed himself to have a grin as he ripped open the door to her room.

But what greeted him wasn't what he thought he would see.

She sat up eyes wide and frantic. Her hands clutched so tight to the sheets that her knuckles were white. Her bottom lip trembled and she shivered. But she didn't look at him. She didn't look at anyone who came into the room after him. She just stared forward stunned.

"E-Eri-dono…" spoke Sasori testing his voice. She trembled as she turned to him. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. Sasori's eyes widened in terror, utter and complete dread.

Her eyes were a milky white, no longer with the hint of blue they once had.

During the month in coma. Her vision…had left her, rendered her absolutely blind.

Shakily she let go of the sheets she gripped onto so tightly and held them out in front of her face her eyes were on them, but they could tell she couldn't see them.

He walked forward up to her, his footsteps the only think portraying his movement. Gently he took her hand in his. She stared down, unknowingly.

"Sasori-danna?" she whispered, her voice was horse and sounded like it hurt her to speak.

He nodded but realized she wouldn't see it, "yes," came the faint reply. It shocked him how she let go of his hands and buried herself into him.

Itachi looked on, staring as the girl sobbed into the puppet man's abdomen. Clutching onto him as if she were to die. He scoffed. That might be her fate after all. But the more he calculated the more he didn't agree with that. It was clear that Sasori was completely attached to her and that he'd done next to nothing without her as he'd done in the past. And that her bloodline was so unique that Pein might actually go the extra mile to save her sight…or her life. Either way whether she lived or died he didn't really care, as long as if she did live…he'd be the first to make her regret it.

He and Kisame left without another word. There was none they cared to give.

Sasori sat down beside her on the bed holding her close to him, stroking her hair and all around soaking her up. She was back, not without the wounds, but back. He just whispered her name over and over the repetition soothing him.

Slowly she calmed down from her bawling and just whimpered against his shoulder. She knew what had happened. And was so scared. So scared indeed.

"Danna…what…what are they going…to do with me…?" she asked softly dreading what might come of her.

Sasori looked down at her gently, her eyes stared downwards, and he lifted her chin to raise her face.

"They won't do anything but heal you, I promise."

And then he kissed her. Kissed her blindly.

"What the Hell did you just say?" growled Sasori.

Kakuzu cleaned off the counter of his workspace with a rag then turned to the enraged puppet. He stared at him emotionlessly.

"I won't do the surgery Sasori end of story," he said again and turned back to his work.

Sasori, in his rage, knocked over one of the stools full of equipment. The sound clattered about the room about as ragged as the puppet's breathing.

"Why, damn it, not?" he seethed. His temper was becoming overwhelming.

Kakuzu sighed when he saw the mess on the floor. He'd have to re-sterilize it all over again. He turned his attention to the puppet man.

"Sasori get a grip on yourself, your acting like a spoiled child with that girl. You're an S-class criminal not some lovesick teenager. You've done nothing for months don't think I'm going to reward that with giving her sight back to her. You never used to care before. Why care now Sasori no Akasuna?" he shot.

Sasori's fists clenched, "don't act like I never cared…I'm not some heartless monster…" he whispered.

Kakuzu snorted as he walked past him, "You'd be better off if you were."

Sasori whirled around to meet the other man's gaze. His eyes alight.

"You don't know what it's like! You have no idea! Don't act like you have no idea what it's like to lose the only ones in the world that actually gave a damn about you. Don't you dare say that she's replaceable because…" Sasori used one of the blades in his arms to hold up to Kakuzu's neck, "No one could ever replace her. EVER!"

Kakuzu pushed away the blade as if he didn't care. "I won't do it Sasori." And with that he left.

Sasori put the blade away and left. But not before completely demolishing the room that had been so clean.

Eri sat patiently in her room awaiting her danna's return. She relied on him for every thing now. She smiled at the thought of how flustered he sounded when she asked him to help her dress. He was always asking if she were ok, if she needed anything. Like a nanny. That's how he acted.

She giggled to herself as a picture of Sasori in a maid outfit popped into her head. She fell back onto her pillow and laughed out loud as the puppet came through the door.

Her smiles and laughter quickly left as he said nothing, but she could hear his ragged breath peeling out of him in an angry manner.

"Sasori-danna?" she whispered meekly. She hoped that a reaction from him like this would not happen, but her wishes and prayers seemed to go unanswered.

He said nothing as he cupped her face in his hands, his fingers cold and rough. He traced over her eyes, her nose, her lips, he brushed against her hairline and to her jaw and ears. All of it he could see, but nothing…nothing at all could she.

Would she forever be damned to never set eyes on what she was and what she could become? Was she just to be thrown out into the streets to fight for herself? Was there nothing in the world he could do to repay for all the sins he'd committed. What battle must he fight? What cross must he bear?

"Danna…" she whispered in a questioning manner. She had her right to know what in the world brought on such an intimate behavior now that she was blind when before, when she had been able to see, she was completely open to it, and ready for it. It was odd to say the least as he fanned over her without any words.

He said nothing and continued to stroke ever piece of skin he could. From her arms to her legs, everything he touched made him more and more furious. They were bent on taking her away were they not? He grit his teeth. No one had taken anything before from Sasori-no-Akasuna, and sure as Hell they weren't now.

He didn't care who'd he have to kill, but she would see again.

He would make sure of it.

He wouldn't lose again to an enemy he couldn't fight.

This chapter royally sucked…end of story…

Ok I'm really sorry I didn't update this earlier it's just that it sat on my computer for sometime unfinished cause I'm soooo obsessed with DeathNote now… I'm not sure yet my dear fans if I'll be posting any fanfiction under that category but if I do I'll be sure to let you know! So you know reviews are nice and of course I'll mention you, bloopers are welcome!!

Kuroi Hihane (currently wondering whether to cosplay as L or Mello…)