Sasori stared at Zetsu blankly, trying to process what the man with the crazed smile on his face said. He stared at him for a moment, his brown eyes blinking slowly.
"Can you repeat yourself?" Sasori asked him, still staring at the other man blankly, Zetsu who kept that twisted smile on his face, showing off how inhumanly sharp his teeth were. "we're going to kill the two cops." he repeated, still smiling as he leaned towards Sasori, who leaned back awkwardly as the other man leaned forward. Zetsu grabbed the redheads shoulders and pulled him towards him, until their noses were touching. "we're going to kill them" his darker side whispered, Sasoris nose wrinckled as a horrid stench of uncooked meat flooded his nose, 'zetsu's breath sure does stink' he thought to himself, still staring blankly, as if his brain had stopped working, all of a sudden, he realized what Zetsu meant,a spark went off in his head, like a light match to gas fumes. Sasoris eyes widened and he pulled away from Zetsu, pushed the larger man away from him and glared at him.
"How do you suggest we do that? You do know what happens to cop killers right? we'll be hunted even more than we already are!" Sasori yelled at the other man. Zetsu kept of grinning that sharp, toothy smile, the sight of it made Sasori even more angry than he already was. The redhead grabbed Zetsu's shirt and pushed him against the closest wall, knocking one of the plants off the shelf and onto the floor. A pot broke and Zetsu's smile disappeared, the dirt spreading out on the ground, he grabbed Sasori and threw him onto the ground, and slammed his foot onto the redheads stomach.
"HOW DARE YOU!" The plant lover yelled, while Sasori rolled in pain on the floor, holding his stomach in pain, the plant lover picked up the plant of the pot that broke, making sure not to damange the roots that was stuck in clumps of dirt. Zetsu picked up the plant and took it into the other room and was making alot of banging noise while Sasori struggled to get off the floor and onto a chair or couch. He sat there, and tryed to breathe through the pain.
After what felt like an hour, which it could of been for all Sasori knew, Zetsu returned to the room, holding a freshly repotted plant, and placed the plant at its respected place on the shelf.
"Okay, now if you're calm now, we can start planning on how to kill them." Zetsu's nice, well, nicer than his evil side, said. He sat in front of Sasori, who had a hand holding where Zetsu stomped on him. Sasori stared at him, frowned, and looked at all the plants along the walls. "Tell me why we should kill them?" Sasori asked before he looked back over at Zetsu, who just smiled slightly.
"Because one, their the cops who have been trying to arrest us for years, and they came to your house, and was going through your stuff, because you 'might of' killed a few girls." Zetsu said, putting air quotes around 'might of'. "but how do we kill them?" The redhead asked, rubbing the sore spot that was probably already brusied and an angry color. Zetsu just calmly stared at him for a moment. "you are talking to a serial killer, remember?" Zetsu said, almost looking hurt, before his darker side punched Sasori in the spot where he had stomped on him. Sasori yelped in pain.
"now shut your whore mouth and listen." Zetsus dark side said, punching Sasori again.
"Alright" Sasori said, coughing, tasting blood.
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Sakura stared at her cell phone as the day wore on, becoming later and later in the day. She had asked Tsunade to take care of the bar that night so she could go on her date with Sasori, who was suppose to call her about the plans for the dinner. Finally giving in, she picked up her cell phone and called him, on the 4th ring, he picked up his phone, coughing into the mic before choking out a hello.
"Sasori, are you alright?" She asked, worried at how he kept coughing a moist sounding cough, sounding almost like coughing up blood.
"yeah, I'm fine." he had barley managed to choke out before going into another coughing fit. The phone was taken from Sasori, as the coughing got farther away and the sound of it moving was heard. A deeper voice was heard through the phone.
"He can't make it to dinner tonight. sorry ." the other voice, (voices?) said through the phone before the line went dead. Sakura pulled the phone away from her ear and stared at it hearing the dail tone blare at her loudly before she closed her phone, and here she was, all dressed up and no place to go. She wore a simple black cocktail dress with a little bright blue flair out on the ends of the dress, her pink hair had been pulled back into a bun on the back of her head, while her bangs hung down around her face. Sakura sat down heavily on her bed, blowing her pink bangs out of her face. She was worried about Sasori, and what could of made him sound like he was dying, it worried her.
Frowning, she got off her bed and walked into her closet, kicking her heels off and taking her dress off, she stood there in her closet in her underwear looking for clothes to go to work in, but then remembering she had the night off, decieded to pick out clubing clothes. she took another dress off the hanger, it was more releaving than the other dress, it had a low back with a low neck line, it was tight around her waist and a short skirt, pulling on bright green fishnets and zipping on a pair of black boots, Sakura took her hair down and let it fall down around her shoulders. Picking up her black purse she took a look at herself in the mirror and grinned.
Sakura jumped down the stairs three at a time, and landing on the floor with a hard thud, before she grabbed her keys off the counter and heading outside towards her car. She locked her front door and got into her car, the car cranked up with a roar and she backed out of the driveway, before shifting the car into gear and driving as fast as she could down the road. The windows were open and the wind was whipping her hair around her face, slapping her in the face, and she laughed in a way that reminded her of the times she went to the beach with ehr family. Slamming on the gas peddle to go even faster, to keep that happy feeling in her stomach around longer, she almost drove past the club she was going to.
A fancy club owned by the Suna gang, even though they were out of town gnag, their grips streched far and wide, across the states. she got out of her car at the front of the club, which had a vallet to park her car. Sakura's door was opened for her by a young man around the age of 18, Sakura flashed an award winning smile at him, as she stepped out of her car, he blushed and smiled sheepishly. As Sakura walked towards the enterance of the club, she looked over her shoulder and winked at the young man, making him blush more and look away from her as he got in the car and drove to go park it.
The club had a large line getting into in, but not that it mattered for her, she walked right past the bouncer who nodded at her, putting his clipboard under his arm and opening the door for her, she smiled at him before stepping into the club. Music poured in the building, lights flashing, music thumping, people dancing, it was as if the club had a heartbeat, it was as if the building was living. Sakura danced her way over to the bar, where she ordered a drink, catching the attention of several high class business men. One with dark hair and dark eyes walked up and stood close to her shoulder, holding a drink in his hand that he brough for her.
She gladly accepted the free drink, it was stronge and bitter, and she drank it in one shallow. Sakura looked at him, and smiled, to which he smiled back to her, he sat down next to her and had his hand pressed against her back, making small talk in an overly loud club that wasnt the place for such simple thing as small talk. After 10 minutes or so of his small talk, Sakura began to feel dizzy. She pressed a hand against her pink hair, and closed her eyes for a moment. The man asked her if she was alright, and if she needed some air. Sakura could barley hear him over the loudness of the music that started to cloud her senses.
Sakura stood up, woozly like and made her way outside to get some fresh air. He helped her outside, while his hand was still on her back. For the life of her, she couldnt remember why she became dizzy, normally she could hold her liquer, and had only one shot and a girly fruit drink that she had only been sipping on.
"Would you like me to take you home?" The man asked, as she sat down on some stairs outside the club, she was holding her head, but numbly nodded, trying to remember where her home was. He helped Sakura stand, and took her to his car, he opened the door for her and she sat down hard in the seat. He buckled her into the seat, and closed the door. He had a hint of a smirk on his face as he walked around the car and got into his seat. Sakura had leaned her head agianst the window and was trying to breathe.
As they drove away from the club, it wasnt in the direction of her home. Not that he had asked her where she lived, nor did he already know.
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Zetsu had lurred the two cops to an empty warehouse somewhere in the industral park in the city. They had blindly followed without telling anyone else where they would be, Sasori was waiting for them to walk part where he was hiding, before he jumped out and swiftly stabbed the women in the back of her neck, before he grabbed the man and did the same. they laid there bleeding to death, as Sasori stood over them, Zetsu walked over to where his commrad stood.
"Good job, faggot" Zetsu said, his darker side adding the insult at the end, Sasori put his hand on his chest/ stomach, breathing heavly, pain was causing him to slump down and lean against the closest pillar. "I think you might of broken a rib or two." Sasori said, coughing "maybe even puntured a lung. But i dont care." Zetsu commented back at Sasori, before picking up with two cops limp bodies, and throwing them over his shoulders and walking over to his car, and threw them in the trunk. He pulled out bleach and dumped in on the floor where the blood was, along with random other places on the floor, and taking a mop. Sasori watched as Zetsu pushed the mop over the areas where bleach was poured randomly, before moving to the actual blood, and mopping that up.
"why are you dumping bleach in random places?" Sasori asked, still leaning against the pillar.
Zetsu snorted as if it was the most obivouse thing in the world.
"its kind of like a decoy, they see a wet bleach spot there, and there, and over there. and simple think there was some cleaning done. But if its only in one spot, it'll look like your hiding something." Sasori nodded as Zetsu talked, it made sense, when you think about it, if you spend time thinking of how to clean up a murder.
As Zetsu finished he took the mop and put it back in his trunk, he looked at Sasori. "Go to the hopistal. No one else in the police force is looking for you. For now." Zetsu said turning back to his open trunk, and slamming it shut. "How do you know?" Sasori asked, he had never spent a whole lot of time with zetsu, as far as cleaning up crime scenes and knowing that the cops were or were not in fact looking for someone.
Zetsu just smiled at him. "Sasori, shut your whore mouth, its not a big deal. Just doing my job." he got in his car and drove away, Sasori walked the couple of blocks over to his car that sat on the dark street. he climbed into his camero and turned his music on as loud as he could before driving down the street. Everytime Sasori lifted his arm to turn the wheel or to look to see if anyone was coming, sent an extermely sharp pain through his body, finally he made it to the hospital, where he parked and walked into the ER.
"Hello sir, how may I help you?" a pretty nurse asked him as he walked into the ER.
"I think i have a few broken ribs, and im coughing up blood." Sasori said, as he leaned against the counter, his red hair falling into his eyes, she looked at him, frowning slightly.
"What happened sir?" she asked pulling out some paperwork, filling in some things.
Looking young enough to be a teenager, 'I should have some fun.' he smirked while hiding his face, before putting on an hurt expression and looking up at her with teary eyes.
"My dad got drunk again. Beat the shit out of me again. Though this time I was too busy protecting my sister to stop him from beating me." Sasori mumbled, looking down and trying not to cry, the nurse gasp, and rushed around the counter, forgetting the paperwork. She put her hands on his shoulders before pulling him into a examination room. She left the room and quickly returned with a doctor who would look at his injuries. The doctor looked pointedly at the nurse before snapping at her to return to her station, she slunk off into the waiting room, but not before she gave Sasori a pained expression and walking out of the room.
The doctor was a young doctor, who had sleeked back silver hair, and pinkish eyes, he gave Sasori a large grin.
"you're fucking stupid, pulling that wounded child bullshit everytime you go into a hospital." the doctor said, taking a look at Sasoris purple chest.
"Shut your face Hidan, no one gives a fuck about what you think." Sasori said, looking at his nails on his right hand, Hidan poked the large discolored spot on Sasori, making him flinch in pain, trying not to yelp.
"Be nice to your doctor Sasori." Hidan said, grinning an evil smirk before poking Sasori again.
"ugh, youre such an asshole." The redhead groaned leaning his head back. "What would leader say about you being so rude to me?"
"You've been demoted, remember?" Hidan said, listening to Sasori's heartbeat. Sasori snorted, making himself flinch in pain.
"Whatever, i understand why youre a doctor though." Sasori said, looking out into the hall, at where the nurse kept glancing at him, he smiled at her slightly, making her look away and bac kto her papers on her desk.
"and why is that?" Hidan said, scribbling something onto a note pad he had.
"You get a sick enjoyment out of seeing people come into this ER, in pain, dying, bleeding, with broken bones and tears on their faces." Sasori said, looking at Hidan as a evil grin broke out across his face for a moment, before he caught himself and made himself smile like a normal person again.
"Thats a very possible reason, or it could be because everyone else has a job, and the leader required someone be a doctor in the ER to protect those of us who got hurt." Hidan said, leaning back and glancing into the hall, where the nurse kept stareing at them, he frowned at her, and she looked away rather guilty, for being caught stareing again.
"We already have a doctor." Sasori said. Looking at the lights in the ceiling, that flickered with harsh unnatural light.
"I guess I enjoy it then." Hidan said, grinning to himself as he wrote more things down on his little note pad.
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whoa is sure has been WAY too long since i wrote. honestly i havnt written since my last update, and i feel bad about that. im really sorry about that.