Dont ask. I just have this thing for them.

More than Just a Doll

He stared at her, into her bright green eyes. A beautiful face like that can be a beautiful doll. His eyes shifted to her short pink hair.

He watched her pant heavily; she was kneeling down right by him. He had already revealed his true form to her and he wasn’t afraid to show her more. Making her a doll was not what he intended to do, as much as he wanted to, he could not think about doing so.

There was much more than that, she could be much more than a doll to him. He had never had this thought before. Being with Akatsuki for so long, he didn’t feel anything for anyone. He had also thrown away his emotions when he decided to make himself into a puppet.

She looked up at him, into his small lazy eyes and his hair that blew around with the wind. In the background, she could here Chiyo Sama calling for her, asking if she was okay. She lifted her right hand to show that she was fine.

She clenched her fist and held her arm in pain. Her hands touched the hard rock and she spat out blood. It dripped off her chin and she wiped it away with her arm.

She looked back up at him and looked at his true identity. Why would he do that with his own body? Why would he waste it like that? Somewhere deep within the depth her giant forehead she felt like lecturing him, telling him how stupid he was to do such a thing. Maybe he needs someone. Being with them for so long, he needs someone who can understand him.

He admired her supernatural strength and wanted to see her use it again. Not against him, but with him. He rubbed his eyes as particles of sand groaned against the wind. Who would have thought that a shinobi from Konoha could actually make him hesitate to kill?

His eyes moved to baa chan and he looked at her dying face. She doesn’t have a chance. She never did. He never remembered anything she had done for him in the past. He had long forgotten what she meant to him, and what he meant to her.

Chiyo Sama looked at her grandson Sasori, and despised him for being so hateful. She knew what the reason was, she knew why he had become like this. No one wanted to be with him. She crossed her fingers and hoped that what she had planned out for the two of them would work.

She looked at Sakura’s back and watched it move up and down, trying to breathe in and out. The chakra threads that attached her to Sakura had long been broken off and now she was not in control of Sakura’s movements anymore.

Sakura thought of ways to get herself out of a death situation. She flipped a strand of her pink hair out of her face and looked at Sasori, looking at his body and what he had chose to do with it.

With her fingers, she tightened the right glove on her hand. Her eyes moved from Sasori back to the ground. Her arm pulled upwards and she pointed her knuckles at Sasori’s stomach. With her quick movement and strength, she hit him right in the centre of the cords that surrounded the areas of where his stomach should be.

Sasori’s mouth opened as Sakura’s hand met his stomach. He grabbed onto her hand and he pulled it away. He landed on the ground with her on top of him.

She breathed heavily onto his chest, unable to move, too tired to get up. The ground below them started to break away and slowly, both of their bodies fell deep into the darkness.

Sakura’s body was too numb to move. The rocks that she once had been kneeling on had broken to small pieces and she slowly fell into the pit she created with her monster strength. Darkness surrounded her eyes, and the sound of the earth crushing was all that filled inside her mind.

She tried to grasp anything that was around her, but her hand slipped off. Sakura landed with a hard thump and groaned as her chest landed with tremendous pressure onto his chest.

Her legs had died out on her and she struggled to sit up. It didn’t work. She yelled in anger and rolled around onto her back, then back on her chest again.

He watched Sakura as she wrestled to get to her feet. He just sat there, watching her push herself off him and lying next to him. Tears streaming down her face mixed with the earth she had tried to grab onto earlier.

The pain had overcome her and she gave up landing her face into the hard dirt. There was no time for her to feel the pain. She began to cry in fury and let out a loud scream. Her forehead smacked the ground, over and over again. What am I going to do? Why? Why me?

The cords from Sasori’s body had retreated back into him. He sat there with a blank face, staring down at the crying girl next to him.

Sakura stopped crying when she noticed that he was staring at her. She tilted her head upwards to stare him straight in the eyes.

“What? What do you want with me!” She hissed at a surprised Sasori. He didn’t move from his spot but smirked at her.

“Why do you cry? Are you to weak to take me on again?” He watched her face fill with anger and wanted to see the other emotions that her face was capable of making. She seriously wanted to punch him in the face, to beat away that blankness on his face.

“I will beat you, even if it costs me my life!” Sakura held her stomach and groaned as the pain hit her hard.

Sasori looked into her beaten face. He watched her weep. He didn’t plan on taking her life, he did before but not now. After seeing the beautiful emotions that entered her face, he did not want to take it away.

He looked up at where they had fallen from and only saw a tiny opening with some light peering through it. Easily, he could get back up and get out of the pit but something told him to stay.

“If I decide to leave you here, only death will await you.” He blinked at the little light formed at the tip of the pit. He pushed his hands on the hard earth he was sitting on and pushed himself upwards.

Sakura watched as he stood up, staring down at her exhausted body. Sakura looked down at the ground, where she had continually hit her head. Blood stained the earth and dripped off of her forehead. She had had enough, she wanted to surrender to him and beg him for her life. That is not what a true Shinobi does! She shook her head, trying hard to listen to herself and not give up.

Sasori flipped his hair out of his face, still looking down at the fallen girl.

“What am I to do with you?” He asked her.

“Kill me. I won’t give in to you.” Sakura spat out, along with blood. She coughed roughly and held her chest in pain. Sasori nodded at her remark.

“Very well then.” He pulled out his cord, unraveling it from inside his body. The sharp end of it flashed in Sakura’s face making her quiver with fear. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes as it came at her.

She waited for it to end but nothing. Something slithered underneath her and wrapped itself around her body. She opened her eyes widely and looked down at it. The cord from Sasori’s body. It had tightened around her waist and slowly picked her up until her body no longer touched the ground. She stood up straight and held onto her arm. It slowly unwrapped itself from her and loudly creeped its way back to Sasori.

She looked at him with a confused face, she didn’t understand his motive. What is his reason? Why is he not killing me? Her left foot twitched and gave in. She fell forward. Sasori moved at this and caught her on his chest. For a moment they stayed like that, but not for long.

Sakura gasped and stood back up but he didn’t allow it. She looked up at him and stared into his cold face.

“Why would I kill a beautiful creation such as yourself?” It made her shiver as the words rolled on his tongue. No one had ever said such a thing to her before. She looked at him in fear but at the same time, with awe.

His face was the usual but something else concealed behind his eyes, something he hadn’t shown since he had turned himself into a puppet. Sasori held Sakura’s arm and stood her up straight. He didn’t let go of it because he was sure that she was going to fall again.

All Sakura could do was look at him, into the eyes of the puppet master that threatened her life before. Her eyes went to the right side of his chest (from her view), where his true body was, the only spot that connected him to life, to being a human.

“….beautiful.” She whispered to herself with a slight smile. Her tense body had relaxed but it was still difficult for her to move her legs. It was something she wanted to hear from Sasuke, something she had wished about her whole life. But when Sasori had spoken it, it didn’t bother her. She had no argument over it, maybe she even wanted to hear him say it.

Sasori hadn’t taken his eyes off of her yet, he was still looking into her eyes. The frustration in her face had disappeared and ease replaced it.

“You have a strong will. But I believe I can defeat that.” He grinned at her and felt her trying to pull her arm away from his grasped. He had angered the girl he had called beautiful, yet he enjoyed every moment of it.

Finally, Sasori decided to let her arms go. She tipped backwards but held onto his hand to pull herself straight up again. When she had gotten her balance, she looked at their hands that were conjoined. She couldn’t help but blush and look away, removing her palm from him and pulling her fingers away.

Her warm hands slipped from his and he wanted to pull it back against the coldness of his own but he had decided to let her go. He watched her balance herself and look away. He crossed his arms looking at her.

“And how do you plan to get out bijin?” He asked her calmly, knowing that she didn’t have enough chakra to strike him. Sakura looked up where the light was coming from. Did I do this, cause us to get stuck in this hole? She shook her head and closed her eyes, thinking of a way to get out. Nothing came to mind so she opened her eyes to see Sasori’s dark figure in front of her.

The light above them was getting thinner and night was approaching. Sakura rubbed her arms, trying to comfort herself from the cold. Sasori sat on a rock just across of her, he had his eyes on the ground.

Sakura constantly shifted her eyes over at him. She wanted him to come over and sit by her side since she wasn’t very fond of being alone in the dark.

“Do you have a reason why you keep gazing over at me kunoichi?” He looked up revealing his lazy eyes that had been for hours looking at the dirt. She waved her hand in front of her, scratching the back of her head.

“No way, haha! Who said I was looking at you?” She laughed stupidly. He stood up and walked toward her. She backed up, afraid of what he might do. He reached his destination and moved his arms in front of him.

Sakura had closed her eyes and her hands were on her chest. She felt coldness around her waist, pulling her gently forward. She opened her eyes to see that she had landed on his chest. Her body heat and his mixed, creating warm air between them. Her body stopped shivering from the coldness and she rested her head on his shoulder, feeling both protected and wanted.

Sasori’s body felt alive against hers, he felt as though he was still a human. Her soft skin complemented his. His hand moved up to her hair and his fingers went through them.

“…Sasori.” She whispered, unaware of what she had just said. Slowly her arms rised and went around his neck, tightening around him. Their embrace lasted for quite sometime. Sasori broke away and stared at her. He could see the lust for love in her eyes. He couldn’t stand looking at that emotion, at that kind of passion.

Sakura felt as though she was feeling something, something for the missing nin of Suna. She couldn’t quite point it out but she knew it was there. She flicked away her bangs that hung over her face.

Sasori touched her warm cheeks and she held onto his hand. He brushed his lips on hers, she slightly opened her mouth and he bit her lower lip gently. She desired more, so did he but he backed up looking at her again.

“Love. Something I’m not capable of showing, or having.” Sakura looked at him in confusion. She touched his chest.

“I don’t need you to.” She whispered to him. He bent down by her right ear and kissed it. Her body shivered once more from him.

“Then wait for me to return.”

Sakura blinked and the last thing she felt was him holding her waist. She was standing next to Chiyo Sama on top of the pit she had been down for hours. Chiyo Sama was passed out by her feet. Sakura felt a cool breeze pass her. A glimpse of Sasori in the distance flashed in her eyes and she looked over to find nothing there. Then wait for me to return, was the last words that etched into her mind.