Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, if I did I would be awesome… and sadly I am not :'(
This came to me while listening to Elton John in the car on the way back from watching BATMAN!! I llurve Batman and all his batty glory. )
Laughter
The blonde's laugh tinkled clear in the air like chiming bells. In many ways the laughter reminded Sasori of a child's laugh. It was light and carefree as if there was not a trouble in the world. Back in the archives of his mind, old memories of his childhood flooded his head. Up until his parent's death the red head had also laughed such a carefree laugh.
Ever since the arrival of the red head's partner in the Akatsuki, the blonde had slowly started to rub off on the stotic puppet master. Whether it was his questioning of Sasori's views on art or dragging the red head through childish games, the blonde had brought something out of Sasori that had been pushed down into the depths of his being. New feelings the red head had never felt before boiled to the top. Thank god years of practice helped Sasori keep a straight face when he was around Deidara. It also helped that the blood that would have once flushed his face in embarrassment of his pervert thoughts had stopped flowing the day he turned 15.
The blonde bomb terrorist laughed once again and the captive they had picked up in Suna cringed.
"Now let's see what I can do to make you talk, hm?"
As Deidara pulled out a sharp kunai and touched it to the man's temple only to drag it agonizingly slow down to the tip of his chin with a maniacal grin on his face did Sasori remember that Deidara was a dirty, shameless and filthy as the rest of them… And he loved it.
The explosion that tore through the warehouse could probably be heard all the way in Konoha.
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