"S-Sa-Sacora?" Sakura stumbled, wide eyed, now sitting up straight in her chair. Sasori looked at her a moment before saying, "Yes, Sacora."

Sakura looked down at her hands for a moment, halfway panicking. "Sacora is my grandmother. She died many years ago in Suna, but we never knew why." Sakura stated shocked.

At that Sasori's calm expression wavered for just a moment before going back to its usual stature. "Sacora, in the time that I had known her, had never told me anything very personal. Most of what she told me is that she was sent there by the Hokage himself. Other things I could only really assume." Sasori stated.

Sakura looked up at Sasori, for a moment, and Sasori took the moment to end that part of the conversation, "This is a rather strange turn of events, indeed. Anyway though, would you like to hear the story of Sacora?"

Deidara, and Anare were almost done with the east wing, despite the constant freezing wind that draped over their bodies about every second, they didn't mind it too much though. However after awhile they decided that they had done enough so that Sasori wouldn't notice whether or not if they were truly done with everything. They then left to go inform him of their progress.

Anare and Deidara walked in complete silence. Not even in the time that they spend together outside, they had barely spoken to each other. The only things they dared say to each other were that of things that went along with their work in the snowstorm outside.

When they arrived at the door Deidara, and Anare could hear what Sasori was talking about. "Well, now that your all comfy, would you like to hear the story of Sacora?"

Deidara's eyes went wide. Anare could see his expression, and looked at him funny, and whispered to him, "What?"

Deidara then put up a his pointer finger up to his mouth, telling her to be quiet, then put it outward as to say, 'one minute'. Deidara then darted downstairs. Anare was completely confused. She put her arms outward, and silently whispered to herself, "What the heck is he going downstairs for?" Anare then sighed and leaned against the wall, crossing her arms, feeling defeated at the lack of information she was given.

When Deidara came back, he was tip toeing up the stairs mischievously, with a huge grin on his face, with a brown lantern in his hand. Anare pointed to it, in a confused fashion. Deidara waved her off, and mouthed, "You'll find out soon, yeah." Winking his seeable eye.

Deidara then open the door, and entered. "Ok the story- Sasori said before, the two blondes walked in. Sasori studied them. Anare looked very confused, while Deidara was holding onto a small brown lantern, with a grin on his face, which was never a good thing.

"Deidara, Anare, are you finished with the east wing?" Sasori asked calmly, but sternly. The two then nodded curtly at him. "Good, now do the-" Sasori started before he was interrupted by Deidara, "Danna, for the story, you should use this!" He said pointing to the lantern.

All the people in the room gave him strange looks, and Deidara sighed, "I get that the girls wouldn't know what this is, but I would've thought that you Danna would've know, yeah," He said depressedly.

Sasori narrowed his eyes at him, "What is it exactly?" He asked sternly. He was starting to get impatient with this matter, he wanted to tell Sakura the Story, already! He barely had enough patience for that.

"This lantern holds the past in its light, I got it awhile back on one of our missions, un. It can show you the story in a different light, then you just simply speaking it aloud, un. It's much more efficient, yeah!" Deidara stated, feeling important.

"Wait so you telling us that, that lantern can actually let us go back in time?" Sakura asked.

"Not exactly, un. You can see things, but you can't touch, feel, or change anything, yeah," He responded.

"Well then, shall we get started?" Sasori said impatiently. Deidara rolled his eyes, and mumbled something about his impatience, setting the lantern on the coffee table, and sitting himself down on the opposite side of Sasori. While Anare sat on the one of the arms of the sofa.

Deidara then flicked a switch, and mumbled to himself, "Here goes nothing."

Suddenly all the colors in the room started to stretch out, and change its color, while all the furniture disappeared, making themselves all land on their butts with a thud. Sasori growled at Deidara glaring daggers at him. Sakura did the same, and Anare punched him in the gut, making him roll over in pain. Anare then crossed her arms, and pointed her nose in the air. Sasori smirked at the sight, and gave Anare an approving look.

"Deidara," Sasori asked in very deathly calm tone,"Why did all the furniture go away?" Sasori asked, narrowing his eyes, and getting up.

Deidara could honestly barely speak a word from the punch that Anare landed on him since he hasn't gotten one in awhile, and yes its happened before. Many times. "I-I don't know y-yeah." Deidara said holding his gut while getting up.

The area around them switched to a room, where Sasori stood packing things up. "I remember that day," Sasori stated, feeling like he was in a trace, "So very well."

20 Years ago

Sasori stood in his study of his house. He could hear the wisps of sand, and wind from inside his room. He could see the stars, and the moon clearly though which he found quite strange. It was an omen that something different was going to happen tonight. Sasori stared at it lone fully. He wanted to become something that could last an eternity, something quite like his beautiful moon. He adored it.

Sasori then felt the need for blood. It has become even greater lately, for he longed for the color these days. He was going to leave tonight. He could see the tower from his little home. He glared at the masterpiece, with gut retching hatred, he hated the village. Something he found himself thinking quite often on lately. However he couldn't help, but admire the beauty of the tower. It was said to be a building that would stand for many centuries.

Sasori left his room, escaping from the window. It was the middle of the night as he stood on top of his home. He could see that a sandstorm was approaching, however Sasori was a good enough shinobi for him to be able to pass it without an issue. He then left off roof from roof, not gaining a problem. He scowled at the lack of security, this was suppose to be a strong village. Not one that could be easily rendered! It truly disgusted him.

He was standing on top of the village border. He had a spy kill everyone of them, even though how much of a thirst he had for the kill, however he knew better than to do something like that. For they could figure out it was probably him.

His red hair danced across his face in the windy night. He could see a little object coming right at him from the desert. He stood there, waiting. Something he truly hated, more than anything. However he knew when to take precaution. He was going to take this kill for himself. He smirked darkly, insanity adorning his normally calm eyes.

The person was coming closer, and closer at a record breaking pace. Flashes of pink followed, and she was now in front of him, panting for breath, but looked at him with determination. It was a girl, a pink haired one. Her cloths were a tattered mess, and scrapes, and bruises scattered her pale skin. Sasori then noticed that her headband was that of the leaf's. She had traveled here from the leaf village? Sasori's calm expression showed, his thirst was gone.

"Are you Sasori of the Redsand?" The girl asked in a serious tone.

Sasori's eyes narrowed at her. Why would a girl go looking for him? He wasn't a person that you can become friends with easily, if even possible. "No." He sated blandly.

The girl looked at him for a moment before replying, "I don't believe that," She stated, "Your Sasori of the Redsand. I know it in my soul. Your the one I've been looking for." She stated, pleading, but still determined.

What the heck did this girl want with him? Looking for him? He was starting to get a little confused by the situation, not only that, but he had to leave. He then started to move forward, not giving the girl a second glance. When he was right beside her he told her, "Looking for demons, will only bring you to hell little girl,"

The girl's eyes went wide in shock, she obviously wasn't expecting that. He was about a foot from the ledge, when she stopped him. "Wait!" She pleaded, he didn't know why he was stopping though, since he didn't usually wait for anyone else, "Your my teacher!"

Sasori then laughed, something the girl was not expecting at all. His face then turned grim, and with inhumane speed he was behind her, and he whispered into her ear, "I don't take students, and you should know that the last one died, a very painful death," That was actually a lie.

The girl's eyes stayed calm, as if being in the face of death wouldn't scare her. Sasori liked the fire in her eyes, he smiled darkly, he then started to grab a kunai from his pouch, but her words stopped him, "I left my village to meet you, my parents are dead, they died the same way yours did. Also with my help, you can see your future." She stated seriously, the fire was still burning in its emerald green.

Sasori wasn't one to believe such nonsense, however he then noticed the crest of 'Haruno,' on her back, and knew that it was true. It was said that the Haruno clan was the original oracles in the beginning days of the shinobi world. They were used in excess during the Shinobi World Wars as well, they were considered your best asset in the game of war.

"I have no need for such a luxury." Sasori stated, putting his kunai right next to her throat, before slitting her throat. Sasori smirked, before she turned into a puff of smoke, Sasori stood there, and looked behind him, he was starting to get aggravated.

He then turned to the girl in front of him. She looked completely unimpressed, a blank expression followed, and her eyes didn't show fire anymore. She then crossed her arms, before she spoke in a bland tone, "Your not as good looking as people have told me,"

Sasori cocked a brow at that, and stood there. They were both staring at each other, both looking very calm, with almost no movement, before Sasori broke from impatience, and came at her running, he didn't care to use his favorite puppets for just a girl, "You underestimate me," she stated dodging ever attack, with her arms still crossed, "I'm guessing you've never heard of me," Sasori looked at her, before she continued, "I'm the dodging specialist of Fire country."

Sasori not being one to wait, leaped backward, throwing his cloak over his shoulder, and away from him. He then grabbed a scroll from his back, and released it, "This one can give the opponent quite the chill," Sasori stated, again feeling the need for blood.

This was one of Sasori's new puppets, actually this was his first human puppet. The man had a special jutsu that allowed him to fuse air and mix it with water, and somewhere in the process it turned into ice. He actually had the man's brother in his pocket, that fused rock with air, and could use magma. They are called the Yin and Yang Brothers, that is until Sasori killed them awhile back on a mission.

The girl's fire then returned at the sight of the puppet, and a determined smiled was shown. The girl then unhooked her arms, and went into a defensive stance, raring and ready to go.

Sasori then smirked, and launched the puppet at the girl. He would first use its weapons before using the Ice affect. The girl pulled out a katana from behind her back, and used it as a defense, more than that of a weapon. He could see her calculating eyes scan the entire puppet, finding all its weak spots.

Sasori then sped up the reaction time, and attacks of his puppet, and could see that the pinkette was keeping up with it perfectly. In actuality you could barely see the two at all, for they were too fast. Sasori smirked at his next forgoing attack. Shards of ice then lept out of the puppets mouth, surprising the pinkette, but blocked them from hitting her with the katana, being pushed backwards from the extra momentum.

The girl was panting now, and she put her katana back in its sheath. She clenched her fists. Shards were coming at her faster than before now, they honestly looked exactly like senbon, but more lethal, cooler, and clearer. She easily dodged every one of them, and she could see Sasori glare at her, and she grinned, "That it? I haven't even shown you my favorite move yet." She asked putting her hands on her hips when the ice show was over.

"I'm not even warmed up yet." Sasori stated coldly, before flicking his wrists, making the ice turn into a pyramid. The girl stared up at it grinning from ear to ear, Sasori couldn't even imagine why. Most people at this point would be begging for mercy, but instead the girl showed nothing but determination, and glee.

The block of ice then fell from its levitating spot above the pinkette, and her grin still showed. She then punched the block with her fists. Sasori noticed how they were glowing green. Her chalkra. The block then shattered into little ice crystals. It looked beautiful to the pinkette, she gasped at they sight, smiling.

Sasori's eyes widened at the sight, losing his composure. Maybe he could find something good in staying after all, maybe just maybe. He liked the fire in her eyes, for they burned constantly in the heat of the battle.

"I still cannot believe you fell for her that easily Sasori! I mean seriously! You let her become your student after what? An hour, at best? Ugh! That irks me to hell!" Anare said pouting, venting out her anger, "You didn't take me as your student until I was thirteen, and you had known me since we were in diapers!"

Sasori then gave her the shut-the-hell-up look, and Anare growled at him, while Deidara sweat dropped, and Sakura stood there watching, feeling empty, at the sight of Sacora, and Sasori. Not only that though, but she had never known that her clan could see the future. She had actually read all the clan scrolls and not one of them shown that they could see the future. She was going to have to talk to Sasori about that later.

Sasori then resealed his puppet, and sighed, feeling defeated, and degraded. The girl had much potential, she had the same ability as the great Sannin Tsunade of the leaf. Did they know each other perhaps?

The pinkette then ran up to him, smiling, and Sasori glared at her happiness, starting to feel like he should kill her while he had the chance. "What is your name, and business with me?" He asked, in an all business tone.

The girl waited for a second, thinking about what she was going to say, "My name is Sacora, I was sent here by the Hokage, and my mission states that, I must become a great warrior in the art of puppetry,"

Sasori growled at her words making his blood boil, "You already have main techniques that you use in combat, you have no need to have puppetry, especially if its backup. Puppetry, also must be second nature to you, for you to use it." He said seething through his teeth.

Sacora's eyes narrowed at him, and she frowned. She then peered over to his forgotten cloak, and she put her arm out to it. Blue strings formed from her fingers. Sasori simply watched in disbelief, the girl was seriously using chalkra strings. She lifted up the cloak, and brought it over to him, and with her chalkra strings, put it back on him.

"Puppetry," Sacora said, looking right into Sasori's eyes, "Is second nature to me, however it's my trump card. That is why the Hokage sent me here to hone my skills, he also told me I have as long as I desire to stay," She said, crossing her arms, looking like Sasori, but not as bored.

"Your chalkra-" Sasori started before Sacora interrupted him, "Changes? Yeah it does that, I know its not suppose to be possible, but it does, people say I'm special because of it." Sacora stated blandly.

"Very impressive girl," He stated, "Now, I suppose, I have to oblige to become your teacher," Sasori said, with an edge in his tone, keeping his eyes on the girl in front of him.

The pinkette smirked, "Indeed,"

She then looked at the moon behind her, the frown on her face turning upside down. She then clasped her hands, and put them behind her head before walking to the edge of the village, and turned, "What are you waiting for? Last time I checked you hated waiting, at least thats what your file said,"

Sasori scoffed at the smart-mouthed pinkette, and walked her to the Kazekage's office.

The walk to the Kazekage tower was uneventful so far, actually they never even looked at each other, nor a word left their lips after they left the border. Dawn was approaching, and the streets were starting to get into the normal mode of things. Sasori scoffed at the sight of the businesses, and all the happy faces. He hated it, and Sacora could see his face from her half glance at him, and she chuckled, "Your profile states your personality better than I thought it would have."

Sasori glared at the short pinkette beside him, "Personality is only on a profile for you to know the persons weaknesses, and yet, have you found one for me?" He snapped at her. Sacora was a little caught off guard by the sudden outburst from the normally calm man.

Sacora then laughed, and simply said, "No, but I'll find one,"

The fact that she laughed at the cruel statement, was shocking to Sasori. Never had anyone actually laughed at something he said, let alone something that was suppose to put a person in their place. This girl was strange to say the least, most people were completely terrified at what Sasori had to say.

Sasori then turned his eyes to the road ahead of them, now noting the fact that they were within fifty feet from the building. It took awhile, but not too long to the point where Sasori had lost all his patience.

"It's pretty boring for a Kage Tower," Sacora stated.

Sasori's rage then set in, "Boring? This place is a work of art, on a grand scale," Sasori informed rudely, "Truly, its almost eternal beauty," Sasori finished rudely, now starting to walk away from the started pinkette.

Sacora stood there a minute kinda confused, but waved it off, and walked behind him deciding that angering would probably result in her demise in an informal way.

When they entered the office they were greeted by a working Kazekage. He glanced at the two for a second before looking at them fully. He then rested his elbows on his desk, and clasped his hands, resting his head on them, and eyed the two as in taking every detail.

Sasori honestly didn't mind the man compared to the rest of the people in the village. He was rather calm and conserved, kinda like Sasori. He liked that about him.

The two then kneeled before him, before him telling them that they could stand. "Sasori, I suppose I don't even have to tell you of your new mission," The bluenette said motioning to Sacora.

"Not entirely," Sasori said giving him a half shrug.

"So you are Sacora Haruno of the village Hidden in the Leaves. I've heard a many of good comments from the Hokage about you. He also told me that you had a secret devotion for puppetry," The Kazekage stated.

Sacora remained all business, and nodded, While the Kazekage continued, "Sasori of the Redsand, your most recent mission is to train miss Haruno in the art of puppetry, until she feels that she is ready. Also your paperwork on an apartment is here," He said, holding the sheets out, for Sasori to grab, "Lastly, Sacora, if you would like to take any lower ranked missions during your stay here, please just ask."

The two nodded, bowed, and left the room. When the door closed the two simply looked at each other, and walked until they left the tower. When they were outside Sacora's smile returned, and she spoke, "So, Sasori-sensei, where am I to live?"

Sasori cringed when she said, 'Sensei', and Sasori glared at her, quickly giving her the paperwork. Sacora then chuckled, and took them, "Take me there." Sacora said brightly.

Sasori simply nodded, and walked to where her place was, not speaking a word to her. The two walked in complete silence. Sacora looked around the village, noting all the specific places, and resturerants, while Sasori just walked, looking dead ahead.

When they arrived at the door, Sasori grabbed the key from his pocket, and unlocked the door with a solid click, and opened it for her. Sacora smiled at the kind gesture, making Sasori's face become caked in confusion. Why had she smiled at him like that? The door? Must be.

When Sacora looked at the place her face lit up in amazement. To a normal person this place just looked normal, but to her, the place was magnificent! Sasori put the keys on the dining table, before leaned on the closed door, and crossing his arms. He then spoke to her, "Training starts at the Puppet Brigade tomorrow morning at dawn, its at the eastern edge of the village, it's pretty easy to spot."

Sacora then looked a little skeptical, "Dawn?"

"I don't like to repeat myself," Sasori said, his face hardening.

Sacora then decided to not push the topic any further, "Alighty then," She said turning around. She then grabbed a little version of a suitcase from her pocket, and placed it on the dining table right next to her, she glanced up at Sasori to find that his face was painted with confusion. She giggled before doing a hand sign, making grow in size. "What never seen that jutsu before?" She asked halfway laughing, and Sasori then shook his in response, "Its something that Lady Tsunade created, its quite useful for many situations."

Sasori curtly nodded, and opened the door, before saying a few parting words, "Tomorrow you will meet with the rest of the Brigade. They aren't exactly the kindest of people."

Sacora's put on a sad smile, before turning determined, "Alright!"

Sasori smirked before leaving a determined pinkette. However she hadn't seen the smirk.

"My grandmother wanted to become a puppeteer?" Sakura asked Sasori confusedly, while the scene changed again.

"Indeed," he replied, not looking at her. "She had said that it was something that all should learn," He stated.

"Umm, alright," Sakura said, even more confused.

"Just be quiet, un!" Deidara yelled, from his sitting position in front of the rather loud two.

"How ironic," Anare mumbled under her breath, as she sat next to Deidara.

Sacora was starting to get dirty from the run around the village. Easy to spot? Oh yeah sure! She has been running for at least twenty minutes now, moving frantically, as to not be late. The Sun barely reached the horizon, but she knew that she could not be late.

Finally, she had reached the eastern edge of the village when the Sun had complete emerged from under the horizon. She found Sasori at the doorway, looking very annoyed. Sacora then rubbed her head in embarrassment, a ninja should never be late, especially as Sasori's apprentice, but you know what? He can't kill her, so why not toy with him a little bit like she did yesterday?

Sasori then narrowed his eyes at the girl, "You kept me waiting."

Sacora then rolled her eyes, "Well, you didn't exactly give me directions to this place."

"Che, whatever. Just come." Sasori, said turning around to face the gigantic black iron doors. When Sasori opened them Sacora was rather stunned. The whole place was packed with people, all working among themselves with their puppets. "Whoa." Sacora whispered to herself.

Sasori simply strolled through the place easily, making sure to not touch anyone. Sacora on the other hand was not so lucky, she kept having to stop, and people kept yelling at her for being in their way. Honestly she was getting pretty annoyed by it all. She could feel the chalkra involuntarily grow in her fists. Sasori was now about fifty feet in front of her, and she was getting mad. She then did something pretty rash, "SASORI!" She bellowed. The whole place seemed to have heard her, and they all stopped including Sasori, however he simply glanced at her, giving her an icy glare.

Whispers started throughout the place, and Sacora was getting very distraught. What the hell? Whats with all the whispering? She was mad. Her fists were now glowing in an emerald aurora. A shadow then formed around her, and she dodged just before a puppet could stab her. She leaped up, and onto a table, surprising a few people surrounding it, landing in a squatting position. A deep chuckle ran throughout the compound. Sacora's eyes burned in their usual emerald fire.

"Why who would you be? A little pink haired girl playing ninja?" The voice was from a rather large, dark skinned man, with light green hair. Sacora's eyes calmed and she stood, looking very composed.

Sasori could tell that she was very, very mad. He chuckled at the sight, smirking in apprehension. She may have looked calm, but her eyes burned in pure hatred. Only Sasori could see that. Suioichi was going to get it.

Puppets came at her at a rather slow pace, compared to Sasori's, however they were all armed, and with poison creeping at the edges of the blades. There was at least twenty of them, but Sacora could see all of them just fine. She felt the adrenaline kick in and she lept off the table before all of them could impale her. She smirked midair, and landed on another empty table where Sasori was standing next to, she barely glanced at him before the puppets were at her. She kicked, and punched her way through the puppets, and was done in a matter of seconds. They weren't nearly as strong as Sasori's puppets.

The man that had controlled the puppets was in complete shock, and Sacora stared at him, determination still in her eyes. Sasori chuckled at the sight, and climbed onto the table, standing next to Sacora. "Brigade members, I would like to introduce our newest member, Sacora Haruno." Sasori stated, looking just barely interested. It's true that he hated doing this, however it couldn't be helped, he then decided to test out not only Sacora, but his fellow members. Sasori then crossed his arms, looking blatantly calm, "Now if any of you would like to challenge Sacora in a test of your puppetry, she would gladly do so,"

Sacora looked at him strangely, before Sasori lept off the table and onto a platform to his office, and watched as all the members looked at Sacora, in an angered way. "Heh?!" Sacora shrieked, before more puppets came at her. She dodged, and blocked, and destroyed everything in her wake, but she was getting rather frantic at all of the hatred in this place toward her. They must gotten it from Sasori. Yeah, that would explain it.

Sasori rested his head in one of his hands, leaning on a railing, watching the whole ordeal. It appeared that all the members enjoyed having someone to fight with like this. However its true that they won't be able to hit her. The only other person that would be able to hit her other than himself is his grandmother, which wasn't in town at the moment, and maybe, just maybe his blonde friend.

"Saaaassssoriiii!" A girly voice spoke happily walking from behind him, he didn't have to even guess who it was. It was his other apprentice Anare. He had always questioned why he hadn't killed her before, for she was very annoying. However she had a certain light about her. She was like the sister he never had. It's true though, however that he would never admit that aloud.

He glanced at her, and motioned her to come over. Anare pranced over, long hair swinging back and forth. She then leaned over the railing, and saw what was going on, "Huh? What's a Haruno doing in the Brigade compound? They don't need to learn of puppetry. Also," Anare said before Sacora jumped onto the railing, landing a mere foot from Anare. The blonde yelped, and moved backward a couple feet. Sacora then lept off to somewhere else, and group of puppets trailing her. "Aren't Haruno's normally non-fighters?" Anare asked feeling a little freaked out by the pinkette's display.

Sasori chuckled at her words, "Not this one," Sasori said still watching the pinkette fight, she didn't have a scratch on her, "Actually, she's one of Tsunade's allies, as you can see from her glowing hands. She also has a very strange type of chalkra. It changes from blue to green. She's also a swordsmen, medical ninja, fists fighter, a fortune teller, and wants to be a puppeteer." Sasori said in a informatory way.

Anare was shocked by how much the girl could do. That was simply amazing, and yet, if she could already do so many things, why do puppetry? "Why would she want to become a puppet master, when she already specializes in other fields?" Anare asked, looking at Sasori.

Sasori smirked, closing his eyes for a second before opening them again, looking at Anare fully, "She said that puppetry is second nature to her."

Anare straitened, and nodded, before grabbing onto the railing. She smiled, and watched the pinkette, "Well then, this should be interesting."

"There's me!" Anare said pointing to the scene, she had said it louder than she had thought she had, for Deidara was growling at her, "Heh, sorry Dei."

Sacora was starting to get bored of all of this. It wasn't even fun, luckily she was done, since no more were coming her way. She landed on another table, and stood up. "Are you done?" She said snidely at the members, "I'm starting to get rather bored with this." She said crossing her arms. The brigade members looked at her with pure hatred at her words, all whispering to one another, for none of them had enough backbone to come say anything back to her.

Despite all the puppets that she had crushed, the place looked cleaner than before she had arrived. What was up with that? Do they have like really good house keeping or something? Must be.

"Sacora," Said Sasori calmly, but sternly, she turned and looked at him, waiting for him to continue, "Come." He said, motioning for her to come over. She obeyed, and leaped over to them, landing on the railing, and briskly plopped herself on the railing.

"So your Sacora!" A blonde said happily, "Sasori has told me so much about you," Sacora looked at her confusedly, "I'm Anare, I suppose you can say that I'm also one of Sasori's apprentices."

Sacora could hear Sasori scoff in the background, before he came up to her, "Anare is a little rambunctious compared to the rest of the brigade. You can probably tell." He stated blandly.

Sacora was at a loss for words, "Uhh," was all that came out.

"Hmph!" Anare pouted, putting her hands on her hips, looking at Sasori and pointing her finger at him in an accusing way, "And your the impatient and vicious bastard leader of the Puppet Brigade that everyone in its ranks is afraid of!"

Sasori smirked at her words, "That is the way I like it." He stated, walking into his workshop.

Sacora just watched the two bicker more and more, and Sasori won, after a little while more. The two were now looking very comfortable with where they were, for Sasori was staring at the sand dunes from a window, while Anare sat on the couch, watching all the books fly past her.

Sasori's workshop was huge. There was many scrolls in hooks on both sides to support the scrolls. Some big, some small. The place was rather dimly lit as well. Desks scattered the first half of the shop, with unfinished puppets on top of them. Bookcases followed, with books moving around to, and fro, almost like magic. While at the end there was a were two couches, that faced each other with a coffee table between them. While a few feet away from that there was a very large desk that held papers, and other necessities, while behind that there was a window that overlooked the desert.

"Whoa." Sacora mumbled to herself, then she remembered something "Sasori doesn't your grandmother also the partial leader?" Sacora asked.

Sasori turned from his spot looking out the window to look at her in the eye, "Partial is an overstatement in a way. She along with my great-uncle are more of teachers, as compared to the being the leaders. It's true though however that they have more power than me in terms of political issues whether involving just the brigade, or that of the whole village." Sasori stated a-matter-of-factly.

"Oh." Sacora said.

Anare who was sitting at one of the couches nodded briskly at his statement, smiling.

"Anyways," Sasori started getting the two's attention, "Sacora, are you ready to start your life as a puppeteer?" He finished in a rather challenging tone.

Sacora's smiled returned, along with the fire in her eyes that came along with it, "Hmph!" Sacora started feeling very confident, "I've never been more ready!"

The story is not even close to over, yet! Just letting you know. I have sooooooooo much more to add! And yes, this chapter was very long, I made it that way.

This was soooooooo much fun to write! Oh my gosh! Love, love, love, love, it! Also yes about the part of the Haruno being able to see the future, I figured that, that would make the story more interesting. Also Sakura, until this point never knew that her clan could do that. You'll see soon.

Well, please review!

Ja-ne!

-Cassandra