The Strings That Connect Love (Sasori Love Story) (( On Hold ))

Chapter 2

I barely opened my eyes and my messy hair from sleeping was hardly touching my shoulders. My blue pajamas with green spots was totally wrinkled and my makeup was all over my face.

I got up,barely noticing where my fluffy slippers are and went to my working desk to see Aika on the floor.

"Aika..." I held her in my left hand and her broken arm in my right hand.She got broken,because of my depression.

"Dance dolly,dance" I was moving my little fingers,making my small puppet dance "I want you to sing" I giggled and started moving my fingers,moving my puppet move in different directions in weird ways.

I moved my messy hair back and got ready to attack the puppet "Why wont you sing?!" I yelled at the puppet,as if it was alive.

"I hate you dolly!" I got ready to step on the puppet,so it can be destroyed,because it cant do what I want it to do.

"Kiyomi,don't" I heard an irritating voice from my back,which made me turn to the person and yell "Why should I stop,when dolly wont sing?!" I yelled so much that my chubby little face got red,almost as red as my hair.

The person I yelled at was an older women,maybe in her fifties or so.

She smiled at me and approached me "Your doll isn't supposed to sing" she took the little puppet off the floor and held it in her hands,looking it over "Who made it?"

I moved my hair to the left,which I only do when talking about my art "I made dolly" I looked up,all proud and giggled a bit.

The women looked surprised at me "Oh...Well,its a nice doll" she placed the puppet in my hands "It would be such a shame for it to be destroyed"

I looked at the puppet,lying in my hands and made a sad face. In just a second,I threw the puppet and just shook my head "Its not.Dolly doesn't even have a name!" tears started coming down my face.

"How about Aika?" the women was holding the puppet,smiling at me.

I looked up at her "Aika?"

The women nodded "Aika means Love song"

I took the puppet from the woman's hands and looked at it,as if seeing it for the first time "My dolly,Aika"

"So,what would Aika say of living with you and me?"

I stood up and started running around the room with hands in air "She would say yay!".

I felt a hand on my shoulder.It was just granny Chiyo "Oh,sweetie.Aika got broken" she made a sad expression on her face,which made me feel even worse.

I just nodded,because I wasn't able to say a word,due to the sadness I felt when seeing Aika,my friend,broken.

"Give her to me and I will fix her" Granny Chiyo smiled at me.

I shook my head "No,I was the one who broke her"

"No.You need to get ready.You know that Sasori hates to wait" she took Aika from my hands "I suppose your right" I stood up and went to my wardrobe to get dressed.

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'Suna,why did I have to live in such a hot place?' I asked myself the same question every time I get out of the house,looking at the hot sun,which rays were blinding me and like always,destroying the beautiful color of my cloth.

I got sick of looking at the houses made out of molded sand and the sand beneath my feet.It was always the same,nothing has ever changed here.

"Kiyomi?" a pink haired girl approached me,holding a dark red book in her hands.

"Hibiki..." I turned to her,looking at her smiling at me,which confused me a bit.

"So,I heard about the puppet show you are planing for Sasori" She ran her fingers through her perfect hair.

I was a bit surprised by her knowing that.I raised an eyebrow "Now,is that so?"

She nodded and held my left hand between her hands "I'm so glad that you found love.I mean,you weren't a popular kid back then" she giggled a bit.

'What an obnoxious brat!'

I frowned,still trying to contain control "Well,I should go and find Sasori"

Hibiki nodded and opened her bag,trying really hard to find something "Oh,its here" she gave me a scroll.

"Whats this?" I looked at the scroll,interested in what it contains.

"Your grandma told me to give you that.Its a puppet" with that,she just left.

One hour later...

Knock,knock!

I knocked on Sasoris door,holding the scroll close to where my heart is.

'I hope that he will be fine with me being a puppeteer as well' that was the only thought going through my head at the moment.

I let out a loud sigh and knocked on the door once again.

No answer...

I gripped the doorknob and opened the door.

'Just don't get mad at me...'

I entered his room,which now looked quite different,it looked so empty. I couldn't see his puppets or his tools,which were always around his room,making it look smaller and messier.

I walked up to his bed and lied on it "Where did you go?" I muttered to myself and turned to his pillow,where I found a peace of paper.

Words were written on it,confusing words,which made my eyes tear up.

' Kiyomi,I had to leave.I hope you understand.

Sasori '

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Drip,drip,drip...

The blood was dripping from my left hand,combining with the puddle of blood beneath me,just making it bigger.

A smile appeared on my,now wooden,lips.

The pain has finally left my body...