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Akasuna no Sasori, meet Aoitsuki no Sukai
Deidara had dragged Sukai all around the base looking for sasori, somehow they ened up looking everywhere except his room. Sasori was finished talking to Leader-sama, he was about to enter his room...
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Akasuna no Sasori, meet Aoitsuki no Sukai
Deidara had dragged Sukai all around the base. He was looking everywhere but his room. Sasori had just finished giving all the stolen stuff to the leader. He was heading towards his room but then decided to see what the other Akatsuki members were doing. He took a turn and headed for the iving room. Deidara gave up on the rest of the rooms and headed for his own. He still held Sukai's wrist. He felt a tounge lick at it and a few nibbling but she shown no signs of reaction to it, even though it was bothering her and felt weird. She remembered the mouths in his hand, she figured it was that. They arrived in the section of rooms where all the members stayed. He was in front of the dorr with the kanjis 'tama' and 'sei' it was to the right of hers. He opened the dorr and peeking in. Deidara was enjoying the feeling of her wrist in his grasp for so long without a struggle. He pulled her inside and sat down on a chair. Sukai was pulled in a noticed the room was almost like hers. The sliding paper closet door, Maroon walls and wo bed. Both were queen sized. The room was slightly bigger than hers. One side of the room was messy. Theres were clumps of clay and kunais and shurikens were on the floors and drawers. The other side was more neat. Puppets were handing on the walls. They looked so real as if they use to be real people. there were tools and poisions usually used to be hidden inside the puppets. The puppet themselves were well crafted. Dedara's mind turned onbhim, when he noticed that a woman was in his room, who didnt struggle to get in, and they were alone.
"Oi, Sukai-chan yeah...why dont you take a seat, un?"
She looked at him strange before he pulled her wrist down and she was sitting in his lap. Her face reddened some but it wasnt noticable. He shifted some so they she was comfortable. He placed his head on her shoulder and began speaking.
"So Sukai-chan, what do you think art is yeah?"
Sukai spoke, hoping to have a normal conversation with him. "i think art should last through the ages, everlasting beauty." Deidara blinked a bit before speaking. "heh, you just like Sasori-danna un!" he laughed and puled her in closer to him. His thoughs were not perverted but more of victory. heh, take that Hidan! She didnt mind so much she kinda needed the fun loving guy like him. Although she would never admit it outloud.
Sasori was in the living room. Kakuzu was at the table counting his money. Hidan was doing a prayer in the corner. Itachi was watching tv(yes they have those, its fanfic and please go watch episode 1 for proof of tvs) Kisame was in the kitchen looking through the frige. Sasori sighed. But hw have much been here than be on a mission. He was still under his big machanical scorpion puppet me made and sloqly made his way to his room that he shared with Deidara sadly. As he walked in he was surprised to see Deidara in there, but what or rather who caught his eyes was a woman sitting on Deidara's lap. She had an unzipped Akatsuki cloak, a ring with the kanji,'Byaku' and was also beautful, a living piece of art. She seemed to like sitting in his partners lap, she had a small smile on her face and she was talking to his partner. Niether of them seem to notice he was in the room until he entered fully. Deidara's happy smiled widened to a grin!
"Oi! Sasori-danna! This is Aoitsuki no Sukai, Sukai-chan here is into art like us un!" Sasori lifed a brow under his Puppet. His deep voice filled the air.
"i see, what is she doing in our room?"
Sukai felt weird. they were talking as if she wasnt even there. "Deidara-kun dragged me here, he orginally wanted me to meet you, but i guess he gave up." Sukai said this back to her total cold self. But she was polite. Sasori felt a ting when his eyes sae Deidara's hands on her waist. How was it that the new member fallen for him? In sasori's point og view he thought of his partner as an annoying little kid since he acted like one. But apparently the cold women found him...interesting. Deidara was tired of sitting and got up pulling Sukai with him. He grabbed her hand this time and headed out.
"im gonna go see some of Sukai-chan's art pieces yeah!, her room is to the left of or if you need me hmph"
Sasori went to his desk and nodded. He didnt really care that he was going into that woman's room. But he was curious of what she thought of art and what kind of art she did.
Sukai had opened the door to her room. Deidara followed suit. She went to one of the drawers and pulled out a a notebook. She handed it to Deidara to scan through. He lookd through the pages with eyes widening with every page he looked at. She had drew landscapes to pictures of people. But in the back of the notebook was a picture of the previous Raikage. but unlike the other pictures he was in a dark room. white kanji's were surrounding him. He pulled the notebook closer to see and read them. They said, Your powers belong to me now. Deidara pulled his eyes from the book to Sukai. She had been staring at himwhile he looked through the pages. She saw him looking back at her.
"Nani Deidara-kun?"
"kotonashi un"
She took his reply and pulled the book out of his hands. She turned to a blank page and did something with her hands. Her right index finger glowed a black color, it was chakara. She started to sketch a picture of something. Her right index finger then returned to its regualr blue chakara but she kept drawing, or rather it looked like filling in now. When she was finished she placed her palm on the picture and it The picture came to life. She drew a picture of an armless dragon. It was long and wrapped itself around Sukai's arm. Deidara stared at the creature now resting on her arm. He came up to it and reached to touch it. It was real. Sukari snapped her fingers and it disappeared in bursts of chakara. It was seeped back to the paper and it turned to print.
"what the hell was that un?!"
"it was an ink summoning, its actually chakara demo it turned to ink and can be summoned." Sukai said blankly.
Sasori had taken off his puppet and was in his normal cloak and was working on a new puppet. He had kept thinking of what Deidara and Sukai had been doing in her room. It couldne be jealousy, he bearly knew her. Demo...was it?
Deidara had dragged Sukai all around the base. He was looking everywhere but his room. Sasori had just finished giving all the stolen stuff to the leader. He was heading towards his room but then decided to see what the other Akatsuki members were doing. He took a turn and headed for the iving room. Deidara gave up on the rest of the rooms and headed for his own. He still held Sukai's wrist. He felt a tounge lick at it and a few nibbling but she shown no signs of reaction to it, even though it was bothering her and felt weird. She remembered the mouths in his hand, she figured it was that. They arrived in the section of rooms where all the members stayed. He was in front of the dorr with the kanjis 'tama' and 'sei' it was to the right of hers. He opened the dorr and peeking in. Deidara was enjoying the feeling of her wrist in his grasp for so long without a struggle. He pulled her inside and sat down on a chair. Sukai was pulled in a noticed the room was almost like hers. The sliding paper closet door, Maroon walls and wo bed. Both were queen sized. The room was slightly bigger than hers. One side of the room was messy. Theres were clumps of clay and kunais and shurikens were on the floors and drawers. The other side was more neat. Puppets were handing on the walls. They looked so real as if they use to be real people. there were tools and poisions usually used to be hidden inside the puppets. The puppet themselves were well crafted. Dedara's mind turned onbhim, when he noticed that a woman was in his room, who didnt struggle to get in, and they were alone.
"Oi, Sukai-chan yeah...why dont you take a seat, un?"
She looked at him strange before he pulled her wrist down and she was sitting in his lap. Her face reddened some but it wasnt noticable. He shifted some so they she was comfortable. He placed his head on her shoulder and began speaking.
"So Sukai-chan, what do you think art is yeah?"
Sukai spoke, hoping to have a normal conversation with him. "i think art should last through the ages, everlasting beauty." Deidara blinked a bit before speaking. "heh, you just like Sasori-danna un!" he laughed and puled her in closer to him. His thoughs were not perverted but more of victory. heh, take that Hidan! She didnt mind so much she kinda needed the fun loving guy like him. Although she would never admit it outloud.
Sasori was in the living room. Kakuzu was at the table counting his money. Hidan was doing a prayer in the corner. Itachi was watching tv(yes they have those, its fanfic and please go watch episode 1 for proof of tvs) Kisame was in the kitchen looking through the frige. Sasori sighed. But hw have much been here than be on a mission. He was still under his big machanical scorpion puppet me made and sloqly made his way to his room that he shared with Deidara sadly. As he walked in he was surprised to see Deidara in there, but what or rather who caught his eyes was a woman sitting on Deidara's lap. She had an unzipped Akatsuki cloak, a ring with the kanji,'Byaku' and was also beautful, a living piece of art. She seemed to like sitting in his partners lap, she had a small smile on her face and she was talking to his partner. Niether of them seem to notice he was in the room until he entered fully. Deidara's happy smiled widened to a grin!
"Oi! Sasori-danna! This is Aoitsuki no Sukai, Sukai-chan here is into art like us un!" Sasori lifed a brow under his Puppet. His deep voice filled the air.
"i see, what is she doing in our room?"
Sukai felt weird. they were talking as if she wasnt even there. "Deidara-kun dragged me here, he orginally wanted me to meet you, but i guess he gave up." Sukai said this back to her total cold self. But she was polite. Sasori felt a ting when his eyes sae Deidara's hands on her waist. How was it that the new member fallen for him? In sasori's point og view he thought of his partner as an annoying little kid since he acted like one. But apparently the cold women found him...interesting. Deidara was tired of sitting and got up pulling Sukai with him. He grabbed her hand this time and headed out.
"im gonna go see some of Sukai-chan's art pieces yeah!, her room is to the left of or if you need me hmph"
Sasori went to his desk and nodded. He didnt really care that he was going into that woman's room. But he was curious of what she thought of art and what kind of art she did.
Sukai had opened the door to her room. Deidara followed suit. She went to one of the drawers and pulled out a a notebook. She handed it to Deidara to scan through. He lookd through the pages with eyes widening with every page he looked at. She had drew landscapes to pictures of people. But in the back of the notebook was a picture of the previous Raikage. but unlike the other pictures he was in a dark room. white kanji's were surrounding him. He pulled the notebook closer to see and read them. They said, Your powers belong to me now. Deidara pulled his eyes from the book to Sukai. She had been staring at himwhile he looked through the pages. She saw him looking back at her.
"Nani Deidara-kun?"
"kotonashi un"
She took his reply and pulled the book out of his hands. She turned to a blank page and did something with her hands. Her right index finger glowed a black color, it was chakara. She started to sketch a picture of something. Her right index finger then returned to its regualr blue chakara but she kept drawing, or rather it looked like filling in now. When she was finished she placed her palm on the picture and it The picture came to life. She drew a picture of an armless dragon. It was long and wrapped itself around Sukai's arm. Deidara stared at the creature now resting on her arm. He came up to it and reached to touch it. It was real. Sukari snapped her fingers and it disappeared in bursts of chakara. It was seeped back to the paper and it turned to print.
"what the hell was that un?!"
"it was an ink summoning, its actually chakara demo it turned to ink and can be summoned." Sukai said blankly.
Sasori had taken off his puppet and was in his normal cloak and was working on a new puppet. He had kept thinking of what Deidara and Sukai had been doing in her room. It couldne be jealousy, he bearly knew her. Demo...was it?
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