IT'S TIME.
for another chapter.
cuz I say so.
GET OVER IT BITCH.

"YO SASORI. WAKE UP!" Xeala kicked Sasori repeatedly. Sadly, the wooden puppet freak man couldn't feel that because he can not feel things… so he remained sleeping. Xeala lifted Sasori off the ground, then shook him while screaming, "WAKE THE HELL UP!"

Sasori woke up. Then attempted to make facial contact with Xeala, which ended in Sasori being four hundred meters away and buried under several trees.

"Stupid asshole." Xeala hissed under her breath, and sat down near the fire where Deidara was currently laughing himself off his rocker. Xeala walked over and jabbed her knuckles across his face, and his scope flew off his face. Xeala sat down on a log and pulled a kunai out of it's side. Deidara and Sasori watched for a minute as she put one leg over the over and began examining it like it was a log itself.
"…um… Xeala… what are you do-HOLY SHIT XEALA DON'T DO THAT!!"
Xeala, being the psychotic freak of nature she is, decided that she can hide scrolls… in her legs. She had dug the kunai into her skin and held it open with her hand, then dug through her muscle tissue with an agonized, yet pleasured, look on her face. A few moments later she pulled out a paper rolled up to be little more than a needle. She let go of the skin and it molded itself back together slowly. Deidara cupped his hands over his mouth and ran off into the woods, the sound of cracking sticks were followed by multiple splashing noises.(Xeala must have some fucked up mind to hide scrolls in her legs, ey?) Xeala grabbed a side of Sasori's sleeping bag and wiped the blood and condensed tissue off of the paper sliver, then began to unroll it. Amazingly, it stretched about two feet long, even though it was only about six inches high. Sasori himself would throw up, if he hadn't already ripped his skin off his own body and made himself into a puppet, then he just might have thrown up. Might have… Anyway, Xeala looked over the scroll, like she had picked the wrong one out of her leg. ( HOW MANY DOES SHE HAVE IN THOSE KICKERS? Heehee… get it? Kickers?) After confirming it was the right scroll, she did a few seals and a towel with shampoo, conditioner, a razor, and one of her kimonos (with all undergarments tucked out of sight and neatly folded from the prying eyes of Sasori and co.) all folded up in a pile. Sasori dropped his jaw.

"What? A girl has to be prepared for things like this."

Sasori pointed at her, still gaping, looking between her and the stuff on the empty scroll.

"Kay bye I'm going to take a bath because I know there is water nearby, I can hear it." Xeala made that last expression just a tad too creepy for Sasori's liking, but walked away with the stuff in tow.
Moments later, Deidara came back wiping his face on his sleeve, and picked up his scope off the ground.

"Where'd psycho go?"

"…baaath…" Sasori said, sitting down. Then jumped up realizing this was the perfect chance for him to do some closet-pervert investigation.

"Sasori… she'll kill you…"

"I DON'T CARE!!"

"Okay. : P"

"You're coming too, aren't you?"

"HELL YEAH." Deidara was already ahead of Sasori by the time he had turned around.

"Hey, Deidara," Sasori looked at the flopping ponytail in front of him.

"Yea?"

"Why is your ponytail so demented? I mean come on, it's so freaking high up and half of your hair isn't even in there!!"

"… what… did you say…"

"Your ponytail is demented and stupid and you should cut it off."

"MAYBE YOU SHOULD CUT OFF SOMETHING TOO!!" Deidara screamed at Sasori, who's hands immediately dropped down towards his waist in defensive mode. Sasori shrunk back into fear of losing the one piece of manhood he still had. ( hehee…. )

Okay I'm ending it here for today becase I have to write an essay so make sure you review and a new chapter will be up soon!!

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