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Ideal art is immortal, it is what Sasori believes in. But art; real art, it is a wispy cloud of passing rain. It moves fast, almost as if it has never been there. Real art; it is as ephemeral as love and life— and that is what Deidara will always believe in. Two different worlds collide as Sasori and Deidara meet. Is love worth changing your beliefs, especially when there is no gap more extreme than the one between evanescence and eternity? SASODEI ONESHOT.