Heyyy! Sorry the last chapter was so long *sweats nervously* but it's getting better! So hold on pleasee!! And I'm sorry for not updating for so long ._. I got exams ughhhhhhh
*All of the characters from Naruto do not belong to me!
Sasori's POV
Kagami kinda zoned out when we told her we were cousins. Was it that hard to tell? I mean we're almost identical, people used to mistake us for twins all the time. Except I wasn't as air headed as she was.
"EARTH TO KAGAMI, DO YOU HEAR ME? EARTH TO KA-" Akira yelled into her ear.
"YES YES IM HERE GODDAMIT!" she yelled back.
"God both of you are so loud, I'm leaving." I picked up my bag and left, closing the door on the way out.
Finally my ears are no longer on danger of bursting. I made my way back to my dorm.
When I reached, I found Deidara at the dining table slogging down some ramen. "Eh Dwahna" he said mouth full of ramen. "Yeh want some?
"I think I'll pass," I grunted as I went over to the fridge to look for our left over roast chicken from yesterday. "Where's the chicken?" I hollered, my head still sticking in the fridge.
"Eets's in hewer! It mwakes wa!ween so much better!" Mouth still full of ramen.
"Well fine then." I opened the freezer and took out a tub of Ben and Jerry's cookies and cream ice cream.
"You're having ice cream for dinner again?" He said, finally swallowing.
"I don't want to slobber all over my face like the mutt over there" I said digging in and spooning the creamy goodness into my mouth and glancing towards my dog, Hiruko. Might not seem like it, but I'm a pansypants that loves puppies and sweets. Deal with it.
I took my tub of ice cream and went to my room, ignoring Deidara's quizzical stares on the way. I kicked off my shoes and flopped onto my bed, setting my ice cream on my bedside table and taking out my laptop from my bag.
My rusty old contraption of a laptop was incredibly lag. It took 10 minutes just to power on and another 5 to open google chrome. Ever since Deidara "accidentally" mistook it for one of his sculptures and tied a stick of dynamite to it and included it in one of his "art shows", it died. And the only thing I had left was this piece of metal.
It finally loaded and I went to check my email. The top one on the list was "Red headed manwhore you suck", a smirk played on my face and I knew this would be good. I opened it.
" I saw what you did today in the hall, you think your so cool? Your a heart breaker! Your a monster how many hearts have you broken already? Go kill yourself"
I typed my reply.
" *You're " and hit send. Yeah I get a lot of hate mail for what I do and for fucks sake I'm in the Akatsuki, all of us get hate mail. It used to hurt a little at first but we got used to it. One time somebody told Hidan to shove his Jashin amulet up his ass and Hidan overreacted and poured a whole can of sardines (courtesy of Kisame) down the back of his shirt while shouting "SUCK THIS ASSHOLE!!"
I continued checking my email deleting all the spam and occasionally responding to hate. I don't like hate, but I definitely don't hate it. Some of them are actually quite amusing, they insult you, tell you to kill yourself and tell you that everyone else hates you too. But I couldn't care less if everyone did.
No one can hurt you if you don't care about them, and the two people that I was supposed to care about-my parents- left me with Chiyo when I was a baby.
Grandma Chiyo owned a toy manufacturing company, Red Sand Toys and Sweets. She personally also managed a toy store and as a kid she taught me how to make puppets and pudding on the weekends. I asked her where my parents were and she always gave me the same answer- "They're at work, they'll be back tomorrow." She told me that everyday. So I waited, I waited everyday by the window to see my father and mother come home from work and give me a hug and ask me how was my day.
But that day never came.
Everything went well, I was happy even. Until I realized, my parents never left me. They were dead. On the way back from a company event, my parents and I were in the car when my father fell asleep at the wheel. He had a bit too much to drink and felt drowsy and didn't notice the car in front of him breaking abruptly. He crashed into the back of the car, the steering wheel crushing his chest on impact. My mother was also killed on impact while I, an infant was safely tucked away in my baby car seat and was oblivious to the tragedy before me.
When Chiyo finally decided to tell me, I was furious and vowed to hate her forever. Being young and immature at the time, it seemed like a good idea. Even on my 12th birthday and she baked me my favorite chocolate cake, I ignored her and locked myself away in my room for the whole day.
Now, she doesn't hate me but things will never be the same.
Sounds like one of those grandson-grandma stories but heh, it's mine.
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Strings
Fanfiction"My dear, you were just a puppet to me all along, I've never had any feelings for you- Puppets are merely tools for their masters, who control their strings and give life to them." My expression never faltered whilst I said that. But the slightest t...
