Title: Akatsuki Inserts
Summery: One shot series about inserts who are related to one of the Akatsuki members.
She isn't sure how this happened, nor is she sure how it began. All she remembers is taking the morning after pill, then it's a blur.
Is this a desert? How did she get here? Where is here anyway?
What the hell is going on?
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She's half dead. She hasn't found any food, water or shelter in a week. God, she's drying up and she can't even fucking call her mom, can't say sorry, can't can't..
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She opens her eyes to a rock celing, and a red haired male face.
"Am I dead?" she asks, reverting to Japanese, her mother's language, her first language.
"Not any more." the red head says, his eyes emtotionless.
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A puppet.
She's a puppet, a living breathing (more or less) puppet.
And she was made into one, by Sasori. Sasori.
She's fairly certain her morning after pill had been swapped out by some conservative nut who doesn't believe in abortions.
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Nope, she's still there. In a comic book world.
No, she doesn't care that it's called a manga, all she wants to do it bash her head into a wall.
She's trapped in a fantasy world, as the puppet of Sasori, his first human puppet creation that still lives.
And he's tasked her with helping him make himself into one.
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She's always honored debts. You do her a favor, she does one back. So, she helps Sasori, building his body with him.
She still hears his screams from his self-castration. Really, it's rather frightening, to have it ring in her head.
His body is much nicer than hers, which clinks and sometimes gets stuck, but she deals with it. She plans on leaving as soon as he's in the recovery period. She's not stupid enough to think he'll let her live.
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She slips away as soon as she can, heading far away. She's picked up enough woodcarving skills to help her with her body, as she replaces her joints, and adds a coat of varnish to darken the wood, making her look tan. She replaces her red hair with a brown wig she finds in a village on the border of the desert.
She hides herself in long dresses and scarves, hiding her hinged mouth, which she can't replace herself. The weapons Sasori hid in her, the ones he put in her for later, when she was dead, and the puppet body was left, she uses rarely. Only when she truly has need.
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She calls herself Yuki, as she travels. She earns a name as a woodcarver, creating toys and such. It's a year or so later, when she joins up with a traveling merchant caravan, and becomes even better known.
She finds it peaceful, really, but a part of her knows that she needs to keep moving, needs to keep running.
She had grown fond of Sasori, but she was just a puppet to him. Just a simple puppet.
It kind of hurt.
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She settles into Konoha after five years of travel. Why, she doesn't really know. She just wants to settle for a bit before she keeps moving on.
She meets a pink haired child one day, crying by herself on the playground. She watches for a minute, before she walks forward, stopping a blonde girl from approaching.
Everything changes then.
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Sakura is a sweet child, very smart and noble. But it does take a good deal of talking to, and speaking with her parents- silk merchants- for her to make the girl understand that bullying is wrong no matter what. Just because someone is the punching bag of everyone else, does not mean you follow them.
Comparing her to Ami is a bit harsh, but she gets her point across.
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"Yuki-chan!" two voices ring out through her shop, as she looks up from the marionette she was creating. Sakura had started dragging Naruto everyone- apparently changing out one blonde best friend for another- a few months after she spoke to her. It was actually nice, being spoken to by the children.
"Sakura-chan, Naruto-kun." She replies, her voice muffled by her scarf.
"I saw you use chakra strings," Sakura begins, staring right at her. "Can you teach us?" She'd picked it up watching Sasori, and just kind of developed her own way of using them. She wasn't an expert… but she could show them the basics.
"First off, precision is the key-"
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Both of them are really good at it, though Naruto has this flair for creating puppets, rather than controlling them. Of course, with his control… yeah, no wonder. She had to force him to learn every single control exersise, before he stopped burning her practice puppets.
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Really, with how curious kids are, she shouldn't be surprised they learned the truth. Of course, having them tackle her and yank down her scarf is not fun.
"I told you that you don't want to know." She says, as she bandages the wounds they had from her annoyance at their jump attack.
"What happened?"
"A man made me into what I am, and I ran when my debt was paid." Was the only response she ever gave.
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She leaves a year later, changing her hair color, and placing a new coat of varnish on her body, after she'd arranged for it to look like a fire broke out in her home. She left scrolls for Sakura and Naruto to find, but that was it.
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She forgot how amazing it was to live on the road, just traveling.
Of course, it has it's dangers, such as running into Sasori, who instantly knows it's her.
The fight was one sided, she isn't ashamed to admit to that.
"Nice to see you again." She remarked casually when he pinned her down, Orochimaru watching, looking bemused.
"Nice to see you as well." Sasori replied, before his tail stabbed her right through her heart.
Really, she knew it was coming down to that.
What? You expect him to let her live?! Come on, what if she'd captured and dissected to find out how she works? He wouldn't want his secrets out!
Merry Christmas, decided not to wait until I had the next chapter to post this as another gift.
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