Disclaimer/Warning: I have no sleep when I write these, they may make amazing sense. :D
Pearing: Nope. Jin pretty much destroyed the tree. She torn it up and threw it at Ochi-chan.
Summery: "There are rules to this, you know." The genie glared at her. "Three, in fact. You may not wish for someone to fall in love, or mess with love. You may not wish for someone to revive from the dead, and you may not wish for more wishes." The woman deadpanned. She was a sarcastic, lazy, smart-ass.
"Fine. I wish for more genies." And to think it all started with a pendent. From Pendent to Genie to the Naruto world. Just another uninteresting summer day.
Notes: DOOM DADA DIVA DA!
"Talking"/ 'Thinking' / RANDOM VOICE THAT TELLS US WHAT TO DO / Normal writing / tail beast talking
Satsuki and Jin stared at Sasori for what was ages before he seemed to actually notice them. How is he a ninja, again? He was actually not a puppet at the moment, interesting. How did he even manage to make himself a puppet in the first place? Satsuki was always to lazy to look up what happened to all the Akatsuki, so she didn't really ever think of him as human. I always thought of him as a puppet as well...We both just kind of thought that he was born into a puppet and grew up into something that could not age. Oh well. Close enough. There was an epic staring contest between Satsuki and Jin with Sasori. Satsuki made sure her eyes did not close up. Jin happily just looked at him...and didn't blink or stop. Sasori was really good if he was not getting uncomfortable under her staring. Wonder if he would hide and run from any fangirls. Maybe he would just kill them.
And the stare.
And the stare.
And another sentence that begins in and.
And the stare.
And the stare.
Hey, look. It almost looks like my sentences above are flicking you off. I am the author of those sentences and I approve of that message...Okay, Okay. Back to the story...Geeze. I wonder how long they can stare at each other before someone finally becomes bored...Yeah, who the hell am I kidding? Satsuki was done within seconds. She changed into a man and jumped onto Jin's back. Jin, for her part, didn't seem to care what so ever. Huh. Satsuki was definitely going to ask him about how he can become a puppet. Maybe he could steal his dolls and have a tea party with them.
Sasori's face was growing into a small frown and he looked like he was getting pretty pissed. I think somewhere I saw that he had no patience. Let's put that into play! Satsuki put his head on top of Jin's and covered her mouth with both of his hands. His head was fitting just right, perfectly comfortable between Jin's horns. There was more silence. It grew and grew until it had a baby. Silence decided not to name it awkward though, instead it was named boredom. Eventually Sasori actually gave up and was now very annoyed.
"What do you want," he finally snapped out. Satsuki kept his hands on Jin's mouth when he felt that she was about to speak. He himself just smiled really wide and just continued to stare at him. It looked like he was getting a bit uncomfortable. Sweet. "What?!" Sasori was now fully frowning at them, and looking at them coldly.
"How do they look coldly at people? I never really understood how to do it," Satsuki mused out loud to the Bijuu that were sealed into him. I doubt that you could, came Shukaku's response. Satsuki pouted. You do not take things seriously enough, Goku added. Kokuo fulled agreed, much the same as all the other Bijuu. "Oh, well if you put it that way." Sasori was looking at Satsuki like he was an idiot and weird. Satsuki just blinked thoughtfully. Sasori finally had had enough and pulled out his dolls, or what he calls Puppets. They really were the same damn things.
"I have no idea who you are, but if you do not go then I will kill you," Sasori said, back to his cool indifference. Satsuki finally let his hands fall down to wrap around Jin's shoulders.
"I am Jin Takahashi. The thing on my back is Satsuki. Try to ignore it when he starts to talk to himself." Jin smiled brightly at Sasori. Satsuki just remembered something.
"Hey, aren't the Ninja at a war right now?" Satsuki squinted at the sand headband on him. Sasori seemed to tense. Satsuki nodded to himself. "Binja are so much more cooler." Jin sighed as Sasori looked like Satsuki was more weird than most ninjas...that was not really saying something. At least Satsuki was not like Gai.
"Not this again," Jin breathed out.
"Binja? I have no idea what that is." Sasori looked at Satsuki with his arms crossed. Satsuki pouted.
"They are the trash can ninja! They can hide easily and can hold weapons inside of them," Satsuki happily told him.
"Those are not real. If they are, then it is merely a jutsu that either casts an illusion to make it seem that way, or it is a henge." Sasori frowned lightly.
"Are too real! And they are not from any jutsu!" A tick formed above Sasori's eyebrow.
"They are not real."
"They sooo are!"
"No, they are not." Hey, it looked like he was loosing his patience.
"Stop being such a normal person!" Satsuki huffed and puffed his cheeks up. Sasori was taken back slightly before he scowled at Satsuki.
"Stop being such a petulant brat." Sasori seemed to be condescending to Satsuki. Wonder what that was supposed to do.
"I am not being a petulant brat. Petulant would assume that I am being bad-tempered or childishly sulky. I am being neither at the moment. I am quiet happily being stubborn about the existence of Binja, which are quiet real. You, on the other hand, are being childish by dismissing something that you are to stupid to comprehend." Satsuki puffed up his cheeks before sticking out his tongue at him. There was a moment of silence.
"I am not being childish. Binja are-" Satsuki was in front of him in an instant. It was like he had been there the entire time. His face was a foot from Sasori's, and he his face was blank.
"If Binja are not real, then art is stupid." Sasori didn't question how Satsuki knew that he was into art, didn't actually think about it. Jin sighed again and slapped her face. Satsuki changed back into a girl, which went unnoticed by Sasori as he was now very annoyed.
"Art is not stupid," he seemed to growl out. Ha. Jin was better at growling...come to think of it, so was Yasuo. Satsuki would have to get tips from them on how to make a really awesome growl.
"Exactly!" Satsuki nodded her head sagely. "Art is fucking awesome, so that means that Binja are real." It made perfect sense to Satsuki. Only you. 'I still think I am better than a lot of other hairless apes.' ...I will not deny that statement. Sasori looked thoughtful at her.
"If you show me these 'Binja' then I will believe you." Satsuki nodded happily.
"Are you kidding me?" Jin rolled her eyes and stepped closer to them as Satsuki went back and threw an arm around Jin and lazily leaned against her. "You never told us your name."
"I am Akasuno no Sasori." Satsuki stared blankly at him. Jin just nodded.
"So, you easily agreed when I brought up art, "Satsuki started. This will be fun. "What do you think about?"
"Fine art is something wonderful that's left long into the future. Art is eternal beauty." Jin nodded. Sasori seemed very pleased.
"Cool. Me and Jin are both artists ourselves." Sasori looked interested as Satsuki spoke. Jin nodded her head.
"Art to me is just an expression of your inner self; it shows who you truly are." Sasori nodded, eyes started to take on an excised gleam.
"So you can agree with me?" Jin tilted her head before she nodded.
"In a way. Your art is eternal, that is how you express it. I can not really argue with that view. I don't really believe that it lasts forever, myself; I am just a possessive git." Sasori was smiling slightly. He turned to Satsuki with an eyebrow raised, asking a silent question.
"I am a surreal artist. There is no right nor wrong. Everything is possible, and everything in a way is art to me...everything but Justin Beiber." Jin laughed as Sasori was slightly confused at the name.
"Yeah, and I can tell how seriously messed up and interesting your mind is from you being a surreal person," Jin started to laugh at Satsuki as she pushed her off.
"Everything can't possibly be art." Sasori frowned slightly.
"Sure it can. Dolls are crafted. Life grows into something that is art in and of itself. Music is art to the ears. Killing is a different type. Fighting is like dancing." Sasori tilted his head. Satsuki was done with being reasonable. It was to much work.
"You have to have a more specific view on art. Art is eternal." Sasori frowned slightly at her. Satsuki shrugged.
"Art is nonsense," was her response with a bright smile.
"No, art is really eternal." Before he could go on Satsuki budded in.
"Art is eternal," she agreed. Sasori seemed smug before she continued. "But eternal is not forever. It is in a way, but also not. One thing is not eternal. But if you look at it like a god, then one thing replaces another and another. A cycle appears and in a way art never dies. Therefore if the cycle continues without end, then it is technically eternal." Sasori stared at her, trying to actually follow that path of logic. He tried to find something to dispute it...to bad it was a paradox. You can never argue with those things. They were fucking AMAZING.
"I...Well..." Jin nodded at Sasori as he tried to think of something.
"Yeah, there is no arguing with Satsuki. She tends to make up the most ridiculous things that make sense and you can not actually argue back with...and they make so much nonsense that it makes sense. The only one that can argue back with her and make her have to think is Volf, her brother." Sasori was still stuck.
"Hey, that made perfect sense," Satsuki nodded sagely at Sasori and Jin. "So, Sassy-chan. I see that you play with dolls. You still have one out." Sasori was still stuck on her logic. It took him a minute. I think we broke him...Cool!