Beauty
They were very different, she knew. Opposites in many aspects of life and yet they still managed to make an exceptionally good team. Though, it could be said their teamwork was somewhat nonexistent, for they truly preferred to work alone, which they had to remind her constantly.
But, there were two things Sasori and Deidara could say they had in common: one being their love of art and the other their extreme fascination of a certain pink haired, jade eyed kunoichi.
It had been awkward at first, finding herself in the sights of not one, but two deadly members of the Akatsuki. But, in the end they had given her reason enough not to complain. It seemed for her they would try to get along, though she'd have to be blind not to notice the slight competition.
For instance, once, Deidara had made a miniature pink owl for Sakura, which fluttered around and was quite entertaining to watch, for whenever it ran into anything with enough force it would explode in a flurry of pink sand before slowly piecing itself back together again.
Sasori had watched as the other two enjoyed the creation, noting how happy Sakura seemed by this small token and tried not to think deadly thoughts about his partner. If he killed him, he'd be forced to find a replacement which he didn't exactly feel up to at the moment. So instead he had opted for a different approach to the problem.
Sasori's gift, or gifts rather, were two miniature puppets, one resembling himself and one resembling Deidara. Every detail was a perfect match, from each strand of hair, to each stitch in the puppets robes, to the black fingernail polish both puppets sported on their tiny fingers.
When he gave the gifts to Sakura, Deidara could only watch as Sakura squealed in delight, promptly hugging the two puppets tightly to her chest and kissed Sasori thank you.
Tugging a blonde bang in anger, Deidara thought his partner was indeed very cunning, giving Sakura not only a Sasori puppet but one of himself as well. It was quite a good plan, but really, where was the fun in two dolls that didn't even explode? Hn.
In the background, the pink owl flew into the wall and promptly exploded, while Sakura didn't even bat an eye, too engrossed as she was in her new puppets.
Yes, the two nins were very different in their tastes but they were still both special to Sakura in their own ways.
Deidara was prone to having outbursts of emotion. He could be happy one moment, and fiercely angry the next. His personality mimicked his battle style: numerous explosions to confuse the opponent until it was impossible to tell what he would do next.
Sasori on the other hand, was, well, as emotionless as his puppets. He never really acted happy, or unhappy for that matter, he was just there, a blank face hiding his feelings under layers of walls that no one would ever get past. That was before Sakura however, and now the puppet-nin had to wonder if perhaps his defenses weren't as strong as he liked to think.
Deidara liked things done quickly. He wasn't the type to take things slowly, no, he'd take what he wanted out of a person, namely Sakura, but at the same time made things extremely enjoyable. He'd kiss her roughly, teasingly, and never strayed on one place for long. He'd nip her shoulder, suckle her neck, and do that amazing thing with his tongue that sent her into a world of euphoria in a matter of seconds, all the while keeping that oh-so-annoying and yet oh-so-irresistible grin on his face. And when the waves of pleasure finally subsided, he would tell her how beautiful she had looked in her brightest of moments.
Sasori took things slow, as if he had all the time in the world. Which, Sakura thought, being a living puppet, he just might. But that really wasn't the reason behind his pace. It was mostly because, with Sakura, he felt the most alive and he wanted to savor those few moments. Sakura granted him a few brief warm moments in his cold life. And because she did this for him, he would shower his thanks into appraising her body. His hands and lips would be gentle, and he would make sure every inch of her body got some attention from them. He made Sakura feel like a goddess for all the life she brought back into him.
Deidara and Sasori were extremely different, but at least it could be said they had agreed on one thing.
They both need their little cherry blossom to show them what true beauty really was.
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Ah, well, I hope you enjoyed this one. It was quite fun for me, trying to think of the differences between Sasori and Deidara. They are quite an interesting pair! Hopefully I did the two justice and they weren't OC...I know most of the Akatsuki memebers are written quite darkly, and I took a more lighter approach. I guess that's just my writing style...ugh, one of these days I'll actually write something really dark and angsty! Yosh! But for now I'll just keep to the cutesy stuff...ha. Then again, if the votes keep going up for Kabuto/Sakura, I might just have to try the angst. That pairing would have to have some angst I think... Well anyways, keep on sending me lovely reviews and your pairing wishes and I will keep sending you new oneshots : )
Votes:
Saso/Saku 8
Dei/Saku 7
Kabuto/Saku 5
Kaka, Gaa, Sai/Saku 4
Lee, Neji/Saku 1
--Miss Soupy
