Dear Diary,
It's Saturday and Sasori-kun is still on my mind; not that an image of my naked, sexy crush is a bad thing. I also had a weird dream about him last night.
It began in the swimming pool room. I was on the bleachers watching Sasori swim laps. Suddenly, a giant squid emerged from the deep pool and before I knew it, Sasori was out of the pool (nude I might add) attacking the monster with a giant two-handed sword. I tried to help, but I was paralyzed, forced to helplessly watch the battle ensue. He slashed at the monster's tentacles and managed to slice a few off. The scene changed.
We were now at the rim of a volcano, Sasori wearing only a loincloth and now even more muscled than usual. Extremely muscled, matter-of-fact. This time he was up against a roc. The giant bird dive-bombed at the weaponless hero who jumped onto its back. He punched and kicked the beast until they both fell in the bubbling lava in the mountain's crater. I screamed out for him, but no sound was made. I thought he was dead, but then the scene changed again.
I was in my room. I thought I was awake, but then I saw Sasori lying in my bed! He got up and in the process walked right through me like I was a ghost. Strange, but the real strange part was when he walked over to my closet and opened it to reveal a shrine… for me! He kneeled to worship a photo of me adorned with beads of silver and gold. I freaked. And that's when I woke up.
I was in my bed, alone, so I knew it was real this time. Just to make sure, I checked my closet for anything out of place. Nothing. I sighed and got ready to do what I do every weekend: nothing.
