Scroll 3: Life or Death? |Naruto Shippuden| |Reader Insert|

I CHOOSE YOU PIKA- I MEAN SASORI!!!!!

Little side note, these will probably be shorter than actual chapters, so.

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"Sasori?" You asked, blinking owlishly at the redhead in front of you.

"What are you doing here?" You asked again, your brows furrowing. Said boy just looked around, not looking at you.

"I do not know. I've been here since I was released from the reanimation." His gaze then returned to you.

"What about you? Why are you here?" He asked, his face showing no interest, which made you wonder why he even asked at all.

"Oh, ya know. Catching Pokémon and shit." You said sarcastically, shrugging your shoulders. Sasori titled his head slightly.

"What's that?" He asked. You sighed.

"I was being sarcastic. I don't know why I'm here. The last thing I remember was passing out after my fight with old man Hachi." You said, not bothering to mention Naruto since you didn't want to feel embarrassed. Sasori hummed.

"You're still too young to be here." He said suddenly, causing you to give him a questioning look.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

"I believe that art is eternal. That its beauty should be preserved. But you're not necessarily done with life, are you?" He asked.

"Hm? I guess not...." You muttered.

'Wait... did he just call me beautiful?' You thought.

'... nah...'

"Then why are you here?" He asked again. You stayed silent for a moment, trying to word your response right.

"I guess I'm here because of you." You replied quietly, not really sure why either.

"Ah. I see." He said before placing his hand on your chest. You stared at him with furrowed brows.

"What are you doing?" You asked.

"What does it look like? I don't like to wait or make people wait. I'm sending you back to life." He replied, still void of emotion.

"How?" You asked.

"Your sister paid a visit to me. She said if you died to do this." He replied. You didn't even listen to what he said, you were too busy trying to figure out what the fuck he is.

"... are you like... a wizard or something? You sort of do look like Harry Potter. Just with red hair, brown eyes, you're made of plastic, no scar, and glasses." You said. He just stared at you, deadpanning.

"Just try not to kill yourself again." He said before everything started glowing.

"But wait, what about you?" You asked quickly.

"I'll be fine." Was all you heard before everything was engulfed in a bright light.

To be continued —