Author: Incomparable-Insanity PM
- Sasori knows that every single touch, every kiss, is nothing. He doesn't feel it, and it hurts him. But what hurts the most is that his counterpart knows. - Deidara/Sasori. One-shot.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Angst - Deidara & Sasori - Words: 312 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 2 - Published: 01-10-09 - Status: Complete - id: 4784276
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A rather short 'fic. I consider this a drabble or a vignette. :D
Well. I'm still alive and I've written a Drarry for the day and decided I'd write one for my ultime fave anime pairing (Wolfram/Yuuri are number 2) so here's Sasodei! A message that I am still alive and will still be writing for Naruto. :3
Disclaimer : Don't. Own. Anything. 'Sides, the disclaimer's in the site link itself. 'Fanfiction'.
Their lips meet, they make contact. Their fingers are interlaced and they share a serene look. He smiles at him, his visible blue eye dazzling if you look too closely at it. He strokes his arm gently and leans forward to give the redhead a peck on the cheek.
His blond lover laughs and nuzzles into the crook of his neck as he loops his arm around his waist. They share another moment of bliss together, a blissful moment filled with love.
In the darkest time of day, Sasori admits everything to himself. He knows everything; he detests not having to feel the kiss, the touches and the hugs he shares with Deidara. Not once has he hated and dreaded and regretted his decision to turn himself into a puppet. Not once until now, when he finally finds true love.
As he sits there in his room, shaded and blocked from the light, he brings his knees closer to his chest and if he were human, he would've been crying. He doesn't even feel Deidara's embrace as he brings the shorter one closer to himself.
Deidara doesn't ask any questions, he just keeps his arms wrapped around Sasori. He doesn't care about anything else.
Sasori doesn't feel anything, and it hurts him, but what really hurts the most is that Deidara knows.