Akasuna no Sakura (COMPLETED)

❤️Chapter 4❤️

Chapter 4:

Brought to you by Jules-Chan.

Sasori watched her sleep that night. Perhaps he hadn't taken enough time to study those long eyelashes that framed her bulging green eyes, or that slightly large forehead that left too much room. Or that now messy bun on her head after she had rolled around in her sleep.

She was beautiful in every way. He couldn't find a fault in her. Sasori let her sleep in his bed that night. Pein hadn't give them a mattress yet, stating that he would send Tobi to find bedding for her while they set off on their mission. Sasori didn't mind sharing his bed with someone so beautiful.

"You little doll." Sasori whispered. One arm lay thrown over her waist, holding her close to his body. A chill hung in the air, one that Sasori has long since gotten used to. Sakura however wouldn't do well to be associated with the chill that Pein left in the village. Their leader could make it rain at will and to cover tracks and keep others from this area, an icy cold rain always covered their base and surrounding forest. Sakura cuddled closer to him, searching for more warmth underneath the thin blankets he could scrounge up for her. Sasori sighed, knowing that she would be sick soon. Infant humans were very vulnerable to illness and viruses.

The only living thing about Sasori was half a beating heart inside his false chest. Sasori had long ago changed his eighteen year old body into a puppet. His wooden body covered with a false skin membrane that would fool even Sakura when she was older. He supposed that one day she might join him. Sasori was thirty five years old, in an eighteen year old body. He could sleep, but he could not bleed. He could eat, but it was a nuisance as he always had to scrape the rotten morsels out of his innards. Sasori wasn't like normal humans. Going to the bathroom wasn't a thing for him. He didn't know the easy way to keep things from Sakura. Konan made it very clear that children were intelligent, always looking for a way to learn more without knowing it.

Looking back on his own childhood, he could definitely agree.

Sasori of the Red Sand leaned down on his other arm, laying his head near her pretty face. Sakura's lips were open, breathing tiny puffs of air into his face. Her breath didn't reek like Deidara's, instead smelling sweet as he allowed her to stay that close. He imagined a Sakura puppet in his dreams doing that exact thing. She would forever stay a baby, forever by his side.

He would hate to keep her waiting. Sasori closed his eyes, drifting off to the gently sound of her heart beating, and the loud thrumming of his own.

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"FUCK!" Naruto cursed as he leapt from building to building. Sakura had left the party last night running and crying in anguish. He knew he should went after her then, but his friends had convinced him to wait till morning. To let her cool off.

"This is all your fucking fault." Naruto spit to his side. On either side of him were a team of junin. Ino, Shikamaru, Chogi, and Kiba with Akamaru were leaping with him. Everyone looked incredibly exhausted and hungover. Even Akamaru was unmotivated as he had been sleeping when Naruto had slammed into Kiba's room, demanding they help.

Kiba scowled back at him, continuing to follow Sakara's scent as he searched profusely for a sign. "I fucking could have stopped her if you hadn't knocked me out you fucking prick."

Naruto scowled. He would follow Akamaru to Sakura-Chan. No way. No fucking way am I having another fucking Sasuke. Naruto scowled. Akamaru was leading them towards the outskirts of the village. Ino rubbed her eyes and questioned them again.

"Tell me again. Why do you think something happened to forehead?" Ino groaned. All she wanted to do was stay home in bed, and take a nice bubble bath and eat a bunch of chocolates. She definitely didn't need Shikamaru practically banging her door down, asking for Sakura as if she was hiding her in her apartment.