"Dialogue"

Thoughts

Inner Sakura

Time, Place, or Both

Sakura was walking down the corridor alongside Sasori and Deidara. Ever since she left that dark room, after being introduced to every member of the group, she noticed that their based looked like a normal, traditional Japanese home on the inside. It wasn't terrifying at the slightest, aside from the appearance of each member.

Every other member of the feared organization had already left to go to their bedrooms, except for the remaining three. To make use of their time, the artistic duo gave Sakura a tour of their "home." The base was filled with various rooms such as a living room area, a kitchen, dining room, library, training area, infirmary, and lastly the corridor with all the bedrooms. The corridor is where our three characters are currently located.

As the three were walking through the corridor, Sakura noticed all the little decorations on the bedroom doors that represented each member of the organization.

The two Akatsuki members stopped at the end of the corridor which had two doors on each side of the walls. One door had a theme color of red with puppets and puppet parts decorating the door, whilst the other door across had a theme color of yellow with clay colored birds decorating it.

Sasori looked at Sakura and sighed. "Leader wasn't able to get your room ready on time, so you have to share with one of us. Lucky for you, leader already chose who you would be staying with."

Sakura hesitantly looked at Deidara and narrowed her eyes, then looked back at Sasori holding in her breath. "W-who is it that I'm sharing… a room with?"

Deidara suddenly put his palms in the air, as if in a sign of surrender. "Hey, hey! Calm down. No need to get your tighty whities in a bunch. I saw the way you just looked at me, and don't worry it's not me, okay!"

Sakura looked at Deidara in shock. They way he looked seemed like he was offended and hurt. Who knew criminals could feel emotions?

Sakura. Just because they're criminals doesn't mean that they aren't human, you know. Sheesh! Give the boy some slack! Poke him or something. Make him feel better.

What?! Why should I make him feel any better? … You kind of have a point though. He is still a human being…

Sakura looked up at Deidara, about to apologize for her rude behavior, when Deidara suddenly started grinning at her. "At least I don't have to babysit a little girl. You'd be destroying my privacy, and that would be such a burden. Heh. Have fun Danna~!" He opened his bedroom door leaving the two in the hallway.

Never mind! Why should I have felt sorry for that jerk! I should kick down his door right now and beat him to death!

Sakura paused for a moment, thinking to herself. There really was nothing stopping her from doing that to Deidara. She doesn't have any restraints put on her, so why not?

No restraints… Doesn't that mean I could easily escape, Inner?

Sometimes I feel like the smarter one out of us two.

Stop smirking, Inner. What do you mean smarter out of us two?

Oh dear Sakura. Remember, these are S-Class criminals we're dealing with. I'm pretty sure they would be able to detect you, a chuunin-level ninja, if you tried to escape.

…I hate admitting I'm wrong, but…You're right, Inner. I'm so stupid.

Sakura sighed, finally brought out of her thoughts. She looked around and realized that Sasori had just left her alone in the hallway. She stood in front of Sasori's door, contemplating whether she should just barge in or knock. Then again, she was sharing a room with the puppet master, so it would be okay, right?

Sakura slowly slid open the red-head's bedroom door. She looked around his bedroom, noticing it looked normal. There was a doorway that possibly leads to the bathroom, since it sounded as if someone was taking a shower in there. The bed itself was a queen sized bed with red sheets and pillows. His bedroom as a whole was just plain. All that was in his bedroom was his bed, a bookshelf, a couch, a dresser, and two tables. One table seemed normal, with a little light source and a bunch of books on it, but the other table was put into a dark little corner with puppet parts scattered across the table. It must be Sasori's work station, where he creates all of his puppets.

Sakura sat on the bed wondering where she would be sleeping. There would be no way for her to ever share a bed with the puppet master. She was already acting around wanted S-Classed criminals like they were civilized people. Sharing a bed with one would probably put her in prison. Sakura sighed, looking at the couch. Guess she'll be sleeping on the couch.

The bathroom door opened, revealing Sasori, who was wearing a black tight-fitting t-shirt and loose shinobi pants. He had a white towel hanging from his neck. Little water droplets were dripping from his red locks. His hazelnut colored eyes locked onto Sakura's sitting figure on the bed. He walked towards his dresser, opening a drawer. He then threw clothing at Sakura.

Sakura looked at the clothes given to her and wondered why he had woman's clothes laying inside his dresser. Her heart tightened for a moment. What was this feeling that she felt? What exactly was this feeling, when she was given woman's clothing that was found in Sasori's dresser?

Sasori looked at her in confusion. "You shouldn't just sit there. I'm giving you those clothes for a reason. Go shower and change into them already." He faced a different direction, walking towards his little working station to complete a new puppet.

Sakura immediately got up and left to go to the bathroom. She turned on the water testing out the temperature to see if it was just right. She stripped off her clothing and stepped into the shower. The warmth of the water touching her skin was relaxing.

She stood there in silence still thinking about where he could have gotten the clothing. Did Sasori have a lover? If so, where was she and why did he keep her clothing? So many thoughts were racing through her mind about who this woman could be and what type of girls Sasori could be into. The fact that Sasori could ever love shocked her, since he was so emotionless all the time and it was as if he hated human emotions. That's it! Maybe he doesn't have a lover. Maybe it was just a way for him relieve his sexual urges. He was still human after all and a male nonetheless.

After coming to that conclusion, she still felt troubled by the fact that Sasori may have touched another woman in an intimate way. Why can't she make out this feeling? Was she… Jealous? Why would she feel jealousy?

Sakura shook her head and got out of the shower. She dried herself and slowly put on the clothing given to her by Sasori. She was surprised that the clothing fit her perfectly. It was like he somehow new her size. Sakura exited the bathroom, seeing Sasori lying on his bed reading a book.

Sakura gulped and looked at Sasori. "Umm, excuse me, but where will I be sleeping?"

Sasori looked up from his book and sighed. He shut the book and laid it down beside him. "Well, if you want you could sleep on the bed, unless you would prefer the couch, which in my opinion seems very uncomfortable."

"Wait a moment! Are you saying I'll have to share a bed with you! No way am I doing that. I'm definitely taking the couch! Good night!" She stormed off towards the couch not looking at the red-head.

Sasori looked at the pinkette as she laid on the couch and instantly fell asleep. He got up with a blanket and gently placed it on top of her.

Later that night

Sasori awoke hearing a weird squeaky noise. He looked around and realized it was Sakura. Sweat was pouring from her forehead and she was trembling as if in fear. It seems she was having a nightmare and it looked like she was about to fall off the couch.

Sasori got up and went to go pick her up to carry her to the bed. It seemed like it would be the safest way for her to sleep for the night. He picked her up bridal style and began walking towards his bed. Sakura's features relaxed and she stopped trembling. Suddenly, Sakura softly said Sasori's name, and he widened his eyes as he looked down at the pinkette in his arms. She was still asleep so that meant she was dreaming about him, right? He laid her down onto the bed gently and he walked to the other side of the bed.

Once he was settled onto the bed he felt someone snuggle against him. He looked at Sakura, who was clinging onto his arm as if it was a stuffed animal. He stroked her soft pink locks and immediately stopped his actions when he realized what he was doing. He laid there in silence hating the fact that he began feeling human emotions around this little girl. But she looked so innocent and fragile. There was no way he could really harm her. He laid there staring at the pinkette next to him until he fell into a deep sleep.

Hey guys! Yep, I updated a chapter really quick, didn't I c:! Well, I'm not really doing too much this summer except planning everything for my 16th birthday party (I don't like calling it a sweet 16). I've also figured out a way to upload chapters on my phone because it's awkward sitting in my living room as I type things like this. I sometimes giggle to myself as well, and I'd rather not have people witness this. I hope you guys really liked this chapter and YEAH! I tried getting some SasoSaku fluff in here. It's sucky fluff, but fluff nonetheless. I love fluff, and YOU... yes you the reader shoud LOOOOOVVVEEEE fluffiness, too :3! I really don't know know what I'm trying to get at here in this random... thing. Anywho, please review :D!

Review replies :3!

ItachiFanGirl: Yes, Itachi is amazing. He's one of my favorite characters ever ; u ; 3. His brother on the other hand is the total opposite lol.

im ur misconception: That word could definitely work xD. I never thought of it but thanks :D! And I'm not sure how it's spelled either ; n ; I'll go check that.

Guest 7/4: I'm glad I wasn't the only one having trouble describing his eyes XD Damn. Kishi making it hard for use to describe dem beautfiul eyes. And thank you. I tried really hard to make the introductions seem reasonable, but not too OOC because I kind of hate when characters are OOC. I also tried really, really hard to make it humorous. I'm not a funny person and would definitely epically fail at being a comedian. If I were one I'd be shunned by all comedians in the world. OTL