My Little Flower (Sasori Love Story)

"Your name means little flower, am I correct?"

I narrowed my eyes at him in response. He was dangerously close to my face, our lips only inches apart.

"What are you trying to get at?" I growled.

He caressed my cheek softly with the palm of his hand.

"True art is eternal and ever lasting. Your beauty is breathtaking, but just like a flower you'll slowly wither away into nothing." He chuckled to himself.

"Nothing..." I uttered quietly with downcast eyes.

"That is, unless you become mine." He said emotionless, his eyes boring straight into mine.

That's when my mouth spoke the words I thought I'd never say.

"I will, be yours.