Destinity: yeah, sakura is similar to Sasori, but in a different type of way. You'll see in the story. I havnt really planned to much into the story, I just kinda go with the flow. So I'm kinda all over the place in my head with where I want the story to go. I think when Sasori is with sakura I think he's alittle occ, but I cant help it, every time I think about him he makes me think about a akward little kid/teenager/adult whatever. You know? I'm glad you like my story. And it makes me happy to have someone like you to review my story. Yes? But there will be more sasosaku. It makes me giggle when I see your "yeaaaaaaaaaaaah"'s haha

Zoey: Im just trying to get a feel for the characters, it's kinda hard because ive never written a story. So it's taking quite awhile, at this rate I'll probably have a ton of chapters to this story.

(my scene changes suck because I have a sucky word processor)

She leaned her head back against the wooden door, she closed her eyes while sighing very loudly. She was in Ama's pretend office, sakura growled angrily to herself, she slipped up, let her normal self show. Shaking her head at her lack of control, she slammed her head backwards against the door in frustration. Heading towards the office where she sat at the desk, and placing her elbows on the top of the clean desk to hold her face.

"I let myself show.. I promised I wouldn't.." she mumbled unhappily, the door opened and she looked up to see Tsunade standing next to the door, leaning against the wall next to the now closed door. "honey.." she began, but sakura cut her off "Don't! I don't want to hear it!" sakura yelled. Slamming her hands on the top of the desk while standing up, it made Tsunade flinch backwards, sakura could be very scary when she was having a break.

Tsunade held her hands up in defeat, sakura was pacing back and forth, twisting her fingers around and nervously glancing around. "calm down honey.." Tsunade said softly, walking closer towards sakura, who shot her a warming, making her freeze in place, which shocked her, during one of her breaks she normally wouldn't know what was happening, let alone tell Tsunade not to do something. "shut the fuck up Tsunade." sakura said, her voice hateful, and cold, no emotion showing.

"yes sakura.." she said softly, sitting down in one of the chairs in front of the desk, watching the pink haired female walk back and forth. After this of happening for about hours or so, sakura calmed down enough to sit down and staring at her hands. Tsunade stared at sakura for a moment, about to open her mouth and say something. But sakura jumped up, a small smile on her face. "I'm going to say goodbye to Sasori, then go home." she said, already half way out the door, before looking over her shoulder and giving Tsunade that 'if you say anything, you will fucking die' look, before smiling and closing the door behind her.

Sakura walked across the bar towards the figure slumped over the bar counter, his head laying on a towel on the counter. The bar was mostly empty now, everyone who didn't have lives were still around, and as she got closer she could tell he was asleep, his face looked like a child, so sweet looking. She stood next to him for a moment before her fingers brushed his bangs out of his closed eyes, which seemed to wake him up, he slowly opened his eyes, and blinked before sitting up and rubbing his eyes. Sakura giggled slightly at his child like cuteness, which made him look at her with a sheepish smile on his face. "are you okay?" he asked her, her fingers were rubbed raw, he noted, but she smiled softly.

"why did you wait here so long?" she asked him, her bright green eyes blinking at him in confusion. She ran around the question, he could tell, sneaky, but he'll play along. "I was told by the blonde to wait here. I was worried about you.." he said, looking down at her feet, then looking up again to see her still smiling, he inwardly grinned. For him, it was so easy to pretend to be this sad looking guy, he laughed in his mind, 'she'll be mine..' he thought to himself.

His hand grabbed hers and held it tightly before he put a piece of paper in it and smiling at her. "call me. We'll go out some time." Sasori said standing up and stretching before he headed towards the door. She looked at the number in her hand before hurrying towards the door, wondering what kind of car he drove. As she opened the door she saw the red-head get into a freshly painted yellow with black racing striped Camaro car, (Author comment: I love bumblebee, don't blame me…) it looked like the one that was in her neighborhood, but the color was way off, as he drove past he waved to her and she waved back. She stood there looking like and utter idiot. Sighing to herself she walked towards her own car, determined to make it home before her mind cracked again.

Getting into her purple mustang she whipped the car out of the parking spot and sped towards the highway, it was her ticket home, she smiled softly thinking to herself how this night would have been so much better if she hadn't snapped and tried to kill the guy with her high heel, though the thought was pleasant enough.

She would call Sasori tomorrow and ask if he'd like to go to a movie or dinner. It was late at night so there weren't many cars on the highway this late. It was around 4am in the morning, getting off on her exit she drove towards her house with a type of mental silence, where everything was utterly quiet expect for the purring of her engine, even her mind was giving her the silent treatment. Parking her car took no effort, but getting out of it did, so she slowly dragged herself towards her house after she locked her car doors and unlocked her house door. She closed it behind her quietly and walked numbly up the stairs towards her bedroom.

She kicked open her bedroom door before stomping inside and kicking her high heels off, she'll have to burn them or bathe them in chlorine, something to get the evidence away from her. She smiled as she buried her face into her pillow, and quickly fell asleep.

(scene change!)

Sasori laid on his back and stared at the ceiling happily, glad he gave sakura his number, and glad he had his car painted. She had come out to see him, she had seen the old color, he smirked evilly. This was going well, he thought happily, rolling over onto his side and hugging his body pillow. Smirking.

Running, tripping, and falling. Couldn't get up, trapped, stuck. Cold. The ground was ice, constricting her lungs, making it hard to breath. Cold hands, grabbing, pulling her hair, her clothes. Yanking, ripping. Pulling her skin off striping her of herself. To where there was nothing. It was cold. So cold. Violets and lilies sprang up around her. Black sky. Sunless sky. Cloudless sky. Cold light, un-warming, un-caring. Two shadows stood over her, glancing up. Stretching her arm, pulling the hands away from her skin. Leeching. Biting.

They died. Flowers that were growing, suddenly died. All of them. The shadows, they left, they died. The hands pulled her down. Through the ground. Falling deeper.

No hope.

No freedom.

Fear.

Cold.

Alone.

Pulling her down. Thump. She hit the floor, sitting up, being held down, laying down, standing up. Moving forward. Falling back. Helpless.

A shadow. No face, or skin, or eyes. Nothing.. But red-hair. Lifting his hand. Holding it out for her. She reached with her hand. Outward. Forward. Towards him. Hands. All black shadows, all hands. Grabbed him. Pulling him backwards. Away. So far away. Brown eyes stared at her. All over him. Opened on arms, legs, body. But not his face. Blue, green, purple, black. All those eyes stared at her in the darkness. Large. Small.

All over the sky. Stared at her.

Sakura woke up covered in a cold sweat. She groaned loudly before looking at her clock, it read 4:30am in bright red numbers. They blinked tauntingly at her, as if laughing at her for still being awake. She couldn't help it she knocked the alarm clock off her bedside table, if fell to the floor with a quiet thump. She rolled onto her side away from the alarm clock and closed her eyes. Willing herself to sleep, but it wasn't working. "I hate you.. Alarm clock." she mumbled grumpily.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes and staring at the ceiling for several hours until the clock on the floor blinked 10am she rolled over and picked up her phone, dialing the number that was sitting on her nightstand.

(scene change)

Sasori rolled out of bed and landed with a loud thump on the floor, he groaned in pain as he pushed himself up off the floor. The thing that woke him up was his cell phone, it was ringing a ring-tone that was the one that came with the phone. He quickly grabbed it, flipped it up and answered the phone rubbing his eyes with one hand.

"hello…?" he asked tiredly.

"oh I'm so sorry Sasori. I didn't mean to wake you." sakura's voice came over from the other side of the phone. He shot up like a rocket, suddenly wide awake.

"no. I was awake. How are you?" he asked smoothly, trying to keep his cool, but really he was jumping up and down with joy, well inside he was. Sakura sighed in relief he heard, which made him smile.

"do you want to go out sometime today?" she asked quietly, almost like she was nervous, he was quiet for a long time before his mouth would work.

"yes. Yes. I'd love to." he said finally, making his mouth form the words he forgot how to make. Sasori smiled happily when he heard sakura say 'okay. Great. Where do you want to meet?'

"how about… the coffee house on east 21?" he asked, looking at the floor and dragging his eyes over his closet for clean clothes. He heard a 'okay' from the other line, so they said good bye and hung up. After he hung up, he jumped up and down with joy and did a small dance of happiness. The red-head grabbed his phone, dialed another number he knew by heart and could hear the phone ringing. He waited for the person to pick up, just so he could share his small piece of happiness.

"hello.. Un?" the voice said, tired from whatever the blonde did last night. Sasori grinned.

"I'm no longer a stalker!" he yelled into the phone, he could smell the blonde jump as he gave a small yelp of surprise. If he wasn't up before he was now.

"what the fuck? that's great! But don't scream! un" the blonde yelled back, Sasori could hear a few muffled groans, sighs and wondered if Deidara had attended a orgy of some sort. Sasori smiled and shook his head, while chuckling softly. Deidara laughed himself, the sound of clothes or blankets being ruffled on the other line could be heard.

"brat. What am I going to wear?" Sasori sighed dramatically, a small joke of their's. they were often told they acted like teenage girls, might as well act like them when they could, right?

"well danna. un. Depends on where and when your meeting her… give me all the juicy details." Deidara said making his voice a higher pitch then normal, Sasori laughed out loud. A girls voice was heard from Deidara's side of the phone, 'Dei-kun.. Come back to bed..' she said softly, Deidara snorted.

"well. I'm meeting her for breakfast. I danced with her last night." Sasori said, giving a very girly like giggle, which Deidara snorted loudly to. Sasori laughed again, Deidara really was a hoot, no wonder everyone thought they were gay.

"well. Dress like normal, but take your motorcycle, and wear a leather jacket." Deidara saidbecoming serious suddenly, the red-head bit back a mean comment and a small laugh, instead he nodded. "okay. Thank you… Deidei-kun~" Sasori said, hanging up on the blonde, he walked over to his closet pulling out black jeans and a black t-shirt.

Digging out his bike helmet, placing it under his arm and throwing his black leather jacket over his shoulder and heading out of his room. Down the stairs to the garage and up to his black and red motorcycle. It was a sleek ninja motorcycle. It was beautiful to Sasori. The shinny paint job made it one of his favorite motorcycles, because of the paint job. He opened the garage door and started the cycle up, on the side was painted "The red sand" in black on the red stripe. He clicked the garage close button, and sped out of the garage, slinking closer to the bike as the garage closed on top of him as he quickly passed under it. Sasori smirked, placing his helmet on top of his head, doing a tail burn out in the middle of the road.

He turned towards the coffee house, speeding towards the place they wanted to meet. He grinned evilly and parked his motorcycle in front of the restaurant.

(scene change)

After hanging up the phone sakura jumped out of bed, and headed for the shower. She jumped into the still warming up water and yelped slightly, but quickly washed herself, then tripped trying to get out of the shower, landing face first on the floor.

"shit! Fucker! Bitch!" she yelled, sitting up, butt naked on the cold floor, she shivered, got up and dressed quickly. Her face was growing a bruise on her cheek bone, she couldn't help but touch it, it made her flinch. "shit it's already bruising…" sakura mumbled to herself, poking it again. She rubbed her hair dry, then started combing it straight. She was humming the song 'pretty girl' by sugarcult. Its much better then it sounds, which she found out after listening to it on the radio.

Sakura always did enjoy singing, so she sang the song to herself as she finished up in the bathroom. Putting on some light make-up, which was eye liner and some lip gloss. Looking one last time in the mirror, she walked out of her bathroom and down the hall. She walked out her front door and towards her car, she got into it and turned it on. It purred to life as she backed out of her driveway and put her car in gear she yawned loudly. She drove towards the coffee shop quickly, speeding down the roads without even thinking about it. She saw the coffee shop parking lot and pulled into the lot, finding a parking space and doing an amazing job.

She's never gotten a ticket, that's for sure. She got out of the car, and locked it, turning towards the coffee shop and walking towards it with an excited bounce in her step, she looked around the parking lot not finding Sasori's car. Sighing out loud, she went inside the coffee shop and saw Sasori sitting at a table, sipping what looked like hot tea. She smiled softly, walking over to him, he glanced up at her and smiled a huge smile.

"you're early." he said smiling still, she sat down across from him, he took her hand in his. "you are too." she said smiling, it's easy around him. A waitress came by and placed a hot chocolate in front of Sakura, she looked down at it, then up raising an eyebrow at Sasori, he shrugged with a light blush on his face, he brought his tea to his lips and looked away guiltily. "how did you know I love hot chocolate?" she asked him, giggling slightly, while picking her drink up and drinking it. He chuckled "lucky guess" he said, he lied, but what can he do, say "oh yes. I stalk you and know almost everything bout u, ive been doing it for 2 years now." ? Uh. No. that wouldn't work. She smiled again enjoying the sweetness of the drink. "so what you drinking?" she asked him, her head tilting to the side a-little, while giving him that 'I wanna know' look. He choked on his tea.

"uh. Red tea." he mumbled out, while getting his coughing under control. The pink haired female stood up running over to the counter she grabbed a handful of napkins and handed them to Sasori.

"are you okay Sori-chan?" she asked, sitting down again, he stopped coughing to raise a eyebrow at her. "Sori-chan?" he asked, she laughed that cute laugh of hers which made him sigh happily. "okay, you can call my Sori-chan… but only if I get to call you something equally demeaning." he said, his smirk lip smile stretching across his lips. She stared at him, then blinked, her smile also stretched across her face.

"is that so Sori-chan? Well.. What can you do to a name like Sakura?" she asked leaning forward onto the table a bit. She placed her elbows on the table, while crossing her legs under the table. While doing so her leg accidentally brushed against Sasori's stretched out legs under the small table. He gulped and clenched his hands into fists under the table to keep from pouncing on her at this very moment.

He looked at her, still smirking. "well I could call you Ura-chan" she wrinkled her nose at that. Which made him chuckle. "or I could call you Saku-kun." he grinned as she frowned deeply. He chuckled again at her face he couldn't help it, she was just so cute.

"awww… don't make that face." he said sticking his tongue out slightly at her. She snorted at him before taking another large gulp of her hot chocolate. He chuckled a-little more. Sakura's watch beeped, saying it was 12:30 they looked at it before looking up at each other.

"we've been talking.. Since 10?" she asked her voice full of disbelief. He nodded. "actually it's been before 10, we were early. Remember?" she nodded back at that.

"yeah. I guess your right." she said, starting to gather her things, he looked at her with confused eyes so she explained. "I have a meeting at 1" she said, finishing off the rest of her hot chocolate and running out the door, leaving a piece of paper on the table in front of Sasori. She looked over her shoulder and yelled "call me!" before kicking the glass down open without it breaking in anyway and into the parking lot.

He watched after her with a small smirk on his face. The red-head picked up the piece of paper and held it in his hands, staring down at her curvy handwriting. 'she must of written it this morning…" he thought to himself, rolling the paper up and placing it in his inside coat pocket, right next to the gun. 'close to my heart.' he thought bitterly, still smirking, he glanced at the waitress who this whole time had been giving him the "want to fuck you" eyes he smirked at her, before winking and standing up. Leaving the money on the table not even glancing back as he placed his helmet on and walked right out the door, up to his motorcycle. The waitress was standing at the window, watching his speed away from the coffee shop, away from where he and sakura just had a "bonding" moment.

"today was great." he thought smiling to himself, making the motorcycle go faster, as fast as it would go. He sped down the roads running red-lights by slipping right through between the cars as they drove past. No one could see his face because his helmet was tinted, hiding his chocolate colored eyes, and smirking face. He was heading towards the hideout, which happened to be the biggest warehouse in the whole city. He pulled his motorcycle up to the curb where he saw a man with long blonde hair sitting on the bench. Half of his hair was pulled up into a pony-tail on top of his head.

His head was hanging down slightly, his bangs covering a good half of his face, he blue eye that showed and focused on the ground between his feet. When he heard Sasori's bike pull up he looked up, a excited sparkle in his eye, this would be the first time in 2 years they could freely hang out again. Sasori felt slightly excited himself, but not as much as he did when he's with sakura.

"hey brat" Sasori said as he took his helmet off still sitting on his bike, using his feet for balance. "bout fucking time Danna. un" the blonde said, jumping up off his seat on the bench and walking over to the red-head quickly. Where he stood beside him for a moment, before he swiftly pushed Sasori sideways making him fall over. Sasori moved his leg out of the way before it got crushed by the bike, its not as large as a Harley but it's still heavy.

"what the fuck deidara!" said red-head yelled loudly, standing up, brushing himself off before he smacked deidara in the head with his hand. "damn it Danna! un!" deidara yelled back, they got up in each other's faces, Sasori was an inch shorter then deidara so he had to glance up slightly to look him in the face. "I hate you." the blonde said bitterly. Before turning his back and walking away, leaving a confused red-head standing there on the curb with a scratched up motorcycle laying on its side. He picked it up, put the kickstand out and just stared dumbly at where deidara just was.

"aww what the fuck!" he yelled loudly, kicking a large rock that happened to be laying there, turns out it was mostly buried in the cement, his foot bounced back off of it, Sasori had to bite his tongue to keep from screaming curse words.

(author comments/ I have a small hunch deidara loves Sasori? One-sided sasodei? Hmmm? Hehe. Jk. Maybe. Review to see if I should put that in there, just for the hell of it. Yes?)