#ナルト naruto oneshots

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{Not requested}

sasori was around 35 and he never aged tf?? girl what anti-ageing wrinkle cream did he use

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"An artist's passion starts to dull unless they seek greater stimulation. The Nine-Tail is an opponent suitable for my art." Deidara said.

"You're calling those explosions of yours art? Don't make me laugh. Art is something that remains extensively into the distant future, and withstands time." The two members argued back and forth, you merely roll your eyes and avert your gaze elsewhere.

"Well...? What do you think, [Y/N]?" Deidara asked, both of them looking at you with curiosity. You wanted to tune them out since their nonstop argument of whether or not art is an explosion or eternal started to irritate you.

"I don't know, I guess I'll side with Deidara on this one."

Deidara smiled proudly, while his partner frowned underneath his puppet mask. Deidara got atop of his clay bird, taking Gaara's lifeless body with him. You had no choice but to follow after him, sharing a glance with Sasori before parting. You didn't know, but he held a bit of a sad glint in his eyes.

"See you around, my man." The bird began flying out of the Akatsuki hideout, Naruto gritted his canine teeth and ran after the pair of you.

"You think Sasori will be okay?"

"I hate to say it, but Sasori's stronger than I am. I'm sure he can take them on easily, hm." The bomber said as his response, you squint your eyes and look away, Deidara catching onto your change in demeanour. "Quit worrying, yeah. That's not like you, un."

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Sasori's breathing hitched in his throat as he realised his parents who were reincarnated as puppets, controlled by his grandma, were stabbing him in his wooden heart.

"Tell me about Orochimaru and where he is." Sakura threatened, Sasori's eyes dulled a bit. He didn't give much of a care about Orochimaru anyway, and his life was on burrowed time. Whatever, he thought.

"..Go to Tenchi Bridge in 10 days, I have a spy working as Orochimaru's subordinate, I was...supposed to.. rendezvous with him there." Sasori's words became slower, vision turning into a blur and falling onto the ground. The puppeteer knew you were waiting for him. He was so madly in love with you, but being the stubborn puppet he was, he never liked to admit such feelings. Sasori longed for you to come back, he just wanted to see your face once more, before his final breath.

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You walked into the destroyed hideout, seeing all the wooden puppets scattered around, eyes faltering onto a particular body. Kneeling down, you manoeuvre Sasori's head in your lap, your hand found its way onto his cheek. A shockwave of goosebumps ran down your spine, he looked at ease.. Maybe you should've stayed with him, you sighed.

As you mourned, you felt the touch of a wooden hand on top of yours. Your pupils shrunk in realisation, looking down and being met with chocolate eyes matching that of Sasori's.

Sasori had a small yet noticeable smile grace his features, eyes relaxing and leaning into your palm, enjoying the calm warmth of your hand. "Sasori, I thought I lost you..."

"Heh.. You have lost me." He said, cherishing your touch.

"You know, brat. I hate to admit, you're the person I truly love the most , I will wait for you in the after life. Don't keep me waiting too long, you know how much I hate that." Sasori kissed the palm of your hand, giving you a glance, and letting you see his auburn eyes for the last time.

"Until we meet again, my love." Sasori slowly closed his eyes, a small smile still blessing his lips. Your grip on his hand tightened, watching your best friend, your lover, take his last breath, his face looking peaceful. You couldn't help but allow a tear to cascade down your cheek, landing onto his beat, wooden face.

"I'll see you soon, Sasori."

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a/n: idk if this angst one was good but sasori is one of my favourites it's a shame he didn't get more screen time like fuck i love him
thanks for reading!