AN: Inspired by yet another manga! If I recall correctly, it's Sl*t Girl. Haha.

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Let's go boom.

She tends to pop in and leave at such random times, un. She being my not-girlfriend-but-somehow-is Haruno Sakura, un. You see, our story isn't what you call…normal.

I'm a sculptor, an artist if you must, and her? I don't really know what she is, un

She just decided to enter my apartment one day and made herself at home. She told me that she didn't have a house because her 'fucking landlady' decided to kick her out. She didn't look like a hooker but she told me that she needed a house and mine's just right for her, un. She didn't have any money either to pay off some of the rent, electricity, water and food bills, un.

She offered me a deal that got me standing up, un.

The beryl eyed vixen offered her body in exchange of me letting her stay with me.

We fucked a lot, un. She borrows money for me, no, not after we had sex, un she borrows when she needs money for clothes or some gig she decided to try.

If she asked me for a talent fee, un I would've gone bankrupt. Why, un? She's fucking amazing that's why. She disappears occasionally. Hours, days and months then boom she just appears at my doorstep again, un.

She's smart and talented not just in bed, un. I've come across people who were looking for her it seemed like she just comes across people for a while then disappear without a trace.

They said that it seems like her longest stay was with me, un.

Don't know why un.

I'm used to her not coming back for weeks or months but…she's already gone for two years, my apartment feels…a little less cozy. I opened my door to find clothes tossed carelessly on my floor and I heard the shower running, un.

It seems that my housemate's back.

"Yo, blondie long time no see"

I turned to find her standing in front of the closed door of my shower, clad in nothing but a towel. Her hair had grown longer, reaching her back. The last time I saw her it only reached her shoulder blades. She was a little taller, a little tanner, a little more…her, un.

A towel hit my face.

"You know, if you're going to watch me strip the least you could do is pay attention"

She stood in front of me in nothing but a thong and a bra, un. She still looked as ravishing as I first saw her.

"Now, do you mind giving me a welcome home present?"

I woke up alone, un. I could've just counted what happened earlier as a dream if not the marks that etched themselves on the skin of my biceps and my back.

She's gone. Again, un.

I found 3 bundles of cash on my table, un. I also found a note written in Pinky's legible handwriting.

Here's the money I owe you, Deidara.

It's been fun knowing you!

. Sakura .

Thinking she'd be back soon I let my life go on, un. Unintentionally waiting.

One month, two months gone by.

The next thing I knew 3 years had already passed me by, un. She'll never come back I guess.

Now I'm reading a newspaper, it's funny un how I never paid any attention to what the news held before, but I guess she rubbed off of me. She used to force me to buy newspaper everyday, un.

Do you know the feeling of being surprised, confused, doubtful and hopeful at the same time? No, un? Me, I never even thought that such a feeling existed, un. Because now as I scan the headlines over and over again, I feel the same emotion over and over.

I guess what she said before was true; she did have a thing with artists.

Akasuna no Sasori and Haruno Sakura's wedding; The full coverage.

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POST NOTES: The two pairings I so love and support. SasoSaku and DeiSaku, although I haven't made a SasoSaku fic yet.