Akasunanosasori Stories

The girl was smiling brightly at the camera. She was clearly a shinobi, the forehead protector tied on top of her head was the proof. How odd... A pink haired shinobi. Her green eyes seem to sparkle even in the picture. So this must be the 'she' he mentioned. .: Canonverse AU. SasoSaku :.

Hana knew that any sensible woman wouldn't love the things she loved, the people she loved. They wouldn't do the things that she did for the things and the people that she loved. Countless times, she had lied, cheated and stolen just to be able to feel the perfect arms around her, the perfect voice in her ears as it told her she had done perfectly. Sighing, she tossed the bloody kunai in her hand down on the ground as she entered the Akatsuki's base. She couldn't say that she really enjoyed the killing, but she enjoyed what it brought her: peace of mind in knowing that it made others happy, which in turn made her happy. But did that even make any sense? Did killing really make anybody happy or did they just leave it at that so all of their problems could be easily solved? The base was quiet and cold as she entered; it seemed as if everyone else was out doing the same deeds that she had completed not long ago. Stealing, lying and killing. Did an S-ranked criminals life really come down to all this? Just this? Couldn't there be something more, something that Hana and the others had yet to find, that could add more perspective to their existence? As she walked down the long hallways, the only sound that greeted her was the sound of her feet hitting the stone floor. It felt lonesome, not hearing the sound of yelling or the sound of fighting echoing throughout these hallways caused drifting thoughts to appear, taking her mind to dark and far off places. Frowning, she shoved her door open before going to collapse on her bed, her face pressing into the pillow. Her body felt robbed of oxygen, but she was going to stay this way for just a bit longer. Why shouldn't she? Shouldn't her lungs be just as lonely as her ears were?

Sasori dies twice in his life, so does Sakura. But they are both reborn.

Um sonho recorrente, uma paixão que surge. Vida real e imaginária. Até quando os desejos podem guiar um sonho?! Até quando um sonho pode influenciar um desejo?! Harumi viu seu mundo de sonhos se misturar com sua realidade ao se apaixonar por um personagem que tanto amava. Sensações e sentimentos quase tão real que se pode tocar, perfeição e adrenalina guiando cada passo num mundo que só era conhecido pela tela do computador. Ela não sabia até que ponto aquilo era sonho ou realidade, mas estava disposta a pagar um preço para descobrir. Mundo de substantivos : Abstrato (sonho) e o concreto (realidade). O abstrato mesclado ao concreto, num jogo de experimentação e idealização do amor sendo descoberto com sensações até então desconhecidas por ela.

A recurring dream, a passion that comes. Real and imaginary life. How long can wishes lead a dream ?! How long can a dream influence a wish ?! Harumi saw his dream world mingle with his reality by falling in love with a character he loved so much. Sensations almost so real you can touch, perfection and adrenaline guiding each step in a world that was only known by the computer screen. She did not know to what extent it was dream or reality, but she was willing to pay a price to find out. World of nouns: Abstract (dream) and concrete (reality). The abstract merged with the concrete, in a game of experimentation and idealization of love being discovered with sensations unknown to her.

Someday, Deidara got a hard sick. Konan, try to heal him as she can but… “I’m sorry Sasori-kun, we have try what we can do, we have try our best, but Deidara have no more time to live.” said Konan at outside to Sasori that wait for Deidara’s condition. “No! We have to try more! I know we can do it! He will be save, I know it! Please don’t give up now…” Said Sasori scared and believe his beloved will get well soon. “Sorry Sasori, we have try anything for save him, but fate said different about him, please don’t pull us again to cure him, even you kill me I can’t do anything.” said Konan and hold his hands to make him calm. “Hey! Listen to me! I will not let him just go like that! I won’t loose him! If you feel you give up, let me do it by myself!” said Sasori and get off his hand from Konan’s hands. “Okay, I think you need a time to think about it…” Konan leave him alone in front of Deidara’s room. Sasori looks down and cry, he lay down to the wall and sit at the floor “I won’t loose you...don’t leave me…” said Sasori crying. Than he stand up and he was right in front of Deidara room’s door, his heart beat so fast “Deidara…? You in there?” From his room Deidara hold his pain and speak so weak “Y-yes…” Sasori open the door and closer to him, he hold Deidara’s hands “Do you want something?” “I want…when I got health, I want you to wear a ring and I will wear the same ring, will you fulfill that?” said Deidara with a weak sound. “I will fulfill that, I promise, anything for you even more than a ring…” said Sasori that still hold Deidara’s hand. Deidara still cant wake up from his bed and weak, but he smile “Believe me I’ll be alright, I’ll be okay soon.” said Deidara that still believe he still can be cured. Sasori cry a little and hugs Deidara “I know you would never leave me forever…” said Sasori and he still cry a little.