Sakura did not know what to think of this place. From the looks of things it was not very peaceful, with Deidara and Anare being around. On the contrary though Sasori was obviously the stronger of the three. Not accounting for herself, but she was more than likely was not going to be the one to get into an argument with the bomb terrorist. All things considered she didn't exactly feel like dying at the hands of an explosion, that Deidara somehow considered art.

She was now laying in bed very anxious to know what other intentions the puppet master has in store. He was evil after all. Sakura could never actually believe that the only reason he took her here was because of that stupid story that he had procrastinated in telling her. She was halfway thinking that she wanted to leave, but on the other hand she didn't particularly mind the idea of staying in this room. It was quite comfortable. That thought in mind, she scowled to herself, and rolled over in bed so that her was face first in a pillow. She groaned, feeling very anxious, and bored.

She couldn't use her chalkra, so she couldn't heal herself, so she couldn't walk, so she couldn't read. Sakura groaned again at that thought, turning so she was facing the ceiling. She wished Anare would come back at the very least. It's been at least three hours since Deidara had dragged her off to who knows where. She half felt bad for the girl. Thinking back Anare probably could've used her chalkra strings to have the blonde male put her down, but instead she didn't. That confused Sakura. It's almost like she wanted it that way, perhaps?

She looked to the clock, thinking that she was in her thoughts for at least ten minutes, but saw that it hadn't even been a minute. She growled at the clock, and slapped it away in a fit of anger. Realizing that she still was overly strong even in the state she was in, the clock broke the window, and it sailed away with a whoosh. Leaving a now five foot gap, where a once beautiful window once stood.

The room then felt like freezer. She hadn't realized from the darkness of the window that she was in a place that had snow! What the hell? How the hell was she in Snow Country! She was so far away from Konoha! How long has she been knocked out?

She then felt the icy air on her skin, causing her to yelp, and cover herself in her blankets. Now she really smelt of pine needles. Not only that, she smelt like Sasori... Sakura blushed madly at that thought.

She could feel the goosebumps trail her skin. She was getting cold. Fast! Just how north were they? They had to be at a hight altitude for it to be this bad. Not only that she normally enjoyed the cold, and at the very least she didn't get goosebumps this fast. She was going to get hyperthermia if she stayed like this long.

She was getting colder by the minute, she was starting to panic. Should she call for someone? Was anyone even here? She decided to go with her gut feeling. She gulped, and hoped for the best. She then decided to call for Sasori, since he was the one to bring her here.

"SASORI!" She screamed at the top her lungs.

When Anare was "abducted" as she called it, by Deidara, he basically destroyed half the castle by his clay. When she had finally gotten away from his grasp, she was running everywhere in this Kami forsaken castle, the problem was that they both knew it like the back of their hands. All the rooms, libraries, kitchens, livingrooms and even trap doors. And yes I did just say trap doors.

It's been like this for about two and a half hours, Anare was pretending to be afraid of Deidara just because she found this quite enjoyable. She liked the idea of Deidara chasing her. She could have stopped him anytime she wanted. However he didn't know that, she has never fought him before. He probably just thought that she was a ninja that loved Sasori since she's helped him for twenty years, but no that wasn't the case. She loved Deidara, not Sasori. Well, she did love Sasori, but like in a brother, or teacher kind of way.

She was running from one of the many living rooms into the grand entrance. The thing was, Sasori just arrived back. The happiness that was there left immediately when she saw him. He could see the damage from the outside. His bangs covered his eyes, making him even more mysterious in a way that told people to stay away.

Anare stopped dead in her tracks, and was now really scared for her life. When Sasori was angry, no, furious, things got, well in a word, horrifying. Well at least she was immortal now... In a way...

Deidara also saw Sasori, and he had the same expression as Anare, he knew that he was going to get it. Bad! Since he was the one that blew up nearly half of the castle.

Thats when they all heard Sakura scream,"SASORI!"

They all looked at each other in a state of confusion, and horror. What could've happened to Sakura they all thought.

"Anare," Sasori started, his voice deathly calm, eyes now showing " When was the last time you checked on Sakura?" He asked, his tone calm, but eyes deadly.

Anare gulped, "Uhhh," She said now looking at the clock, her eyes widened, "Uhh, a-about t-three hours ago..." She said scratching her head, scared for her life.

Sasori's eyes narrowed at the girl in front of him. He watched her halfway cower in fear. He had just gotten back from getting some work done, that needed doing, and when he arrives home he's now in a nearly destroyed castle, and Sakura screaming his name. He growled at the two blondes, telling them to stay put in a sharp tone that made them gulp. He then raced to Sakura's room, looking calm, but inside he was worried. He wondered what could've made her scream so loud, could someone have made their into the castle? No, its not possible, unless its himself, Deidara, or Anare. No one else knows of this place, and even if anyone did he would make sure he would rid of them.

When he reached her door. He reached into his pockets, the Kazekage was their just incase he need him. He gritted his teeth in annoyance for himself even being worried over the girl. He wasn't used to human emotions, not only that he hated them, they made people weak. At least what he tells himself, ever since he saw Sakura that day in River Country, he was starting to change his thoughts on that, bit by bit.

With that, he opened the door to Sakura's room, and found that it was deathly cold in there. He saw that the window farthest away from the door was shattered, and that snow was starting to form inside of the room. He could see his breath too. 'How long has she been like this?' He asked himself. He found a pile of blankets on the bed, and quickly ran to its side. He pulled the blankets off until he found a shivering, and just barely conscious Sakura. "Sakura," He whispered. She barely gave him a glance, and nodded to him, eyes closed. He then took the blankets off her, and grabbed her from off the bed. He held her bridal style.

She was so cold, it worried him, but being the prideful person her was, he didn't show it. However his eyes deceived him. Sakura's half conscious form could see the desperation, and worry in his eyes. Sakura smiled sweetly at him, and wrapped her hands on his neck, her touch deathly cold. She then slowly drifted into unconsciousness.

When Sasori saw that her eyes closed, he ran as fast as he could to the ground floor, to get her warm again.

Well did any of you ever think of Sasori being worried? I personally never really did. In the next few chapters I promise I will tell you the Story of Sacora! I promise! I'm sorry that I didn't tell you it in this chapter, but then my mind went off track, and it ended this way...

Also I will add more dialogue with Deidara, I know I have been procrastinating on him, but he will have more dialogue! Same with Sasori.. I made him barely speak at all... I feel terrible about that!

Remember people that I am only 13 here ;)

Ja-ne!

-Cassandra