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 Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 5:10 pm
The names were satisfactory to Sasori. They weren't far from being related to their reputations, but they would have to do. Unless they were to slip up and reveal themselves as being in disguise, nobody would suspect that they were criminals.
"Good enough. Let's go."
From then on, it was a simple matter for he and Deidara to enter the city and search for a good enough place to stay. Sasori selected a fairly classy-looking place for the both of them. He paid for his room with a number of gold coins from his bag - a clever genjutsu that would wear off after a couple of days. The room they had purchased was spacious, with two large matresses on the floor. Sasori set his bag down on the one closest to the door and sat down beside it.
"I thought I saw some hotsprings nearby," he said causally as he searched through his worldly possessions. "You can go there if you want. I'll stay here to settle in."
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 1:23 pm
Deidara nodded as he placed his stuff down on the mattress opposite of the one that Sasori had vlaimed. He was tired, so the blond shinobi welcomed his red-haired companion with open arms. He grabbed a white towel from his bag. He brushed the short, blonde bangs out of his azure eyes- How on Earth did he put up with it when he was younger?
" I also noticed them. It looks like a very relaxing place- I bet you don't get to do that often. Anyway, I personally haven't been in a hot spring for a while now,so I'll go." He paused as he made his way, his hand on the doorknob. " You're welcome to join me." He told his counterpart, and left.
As he walked through the small town to the hot spring- in which he had noticed, but didn't say anything about it until mentioned- he kept any emotion to himself. It had been a while since he was able to see anything outside of the surrondings near the Akatsuki hideout without being chased or on a mission. Even if he was in disguise. It almost makes me feel at home, not that it matters, hmm. He thought to himself as he walked into the springs, placing his things in the locker space provided.
He stepped into the male's section of the hot springs delicatly, the hot water burning him at first, then coming with an automatic feel of relief. He gave a small sigh to himself. []This he though is relaxation.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 11:35 am
It wasn't that Sasori didn't want to accompany Deidara to the hotspings, but rather that he couldn't. His partner hadn't yet seen him under the cover of his heavy cloak yet. Sasori didn't want to shock him with his appearance. Even if he was to be in disguise, Deidara was going to have to see him without it sooner or later.
Sasori allowed the promise of work to be his comfort as he began to set traps around the door and windows. Wary that his partner would soon return, he didn't arm any of them as of yet. Halfway through working, he munched on a solier pill to regain a little bit of his energy. By doing that he was reminded that Deidara might like some normal food to eat, so he decided to order some dango up to the room for him when he returned. It was no trouble to him, and he thought it would be a nice thing to do.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:03 pm
The blond man steched, letting out a yawn. Had he falled asleep? Well he thought, lifing a slick hand out of the water to rub an azure eye of sleepiness, I guess that goes to show how long it's been since I had a nice relaxation like that. But. I've got to get back to Sasori-donna now- he must be close to finishing by now, hmm. So, despite the part of his brain that yearned for five more minutes, Deidara stepped out of the hot spings and reached for a towel, drying his now-short hair as he walked to the locker that held his clothing.
Minutes later, the disguised blonde stepped out into the streets, fully dressed. As he paced to the hotel, a few whispering voices reached his ears. He turned around slowly to see a group of girls- three, maybe four- looking at him, squealing under there breath. " Look at how hot that kid is!" whisperd one of the girls to his friends, the others nodding in agreement. One actually waved. With a smile, Deidara nodded and turned away, grons coming from them. Wow, I guess this genjutsu really does work! he thought with a snicker, entering the place where the two Akatsuki members were staying.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 10:31 am
The puppet-master sat up from his peaceful rest on the bed when he heard his partner approach. Sasori made sure that Deidara avoided all of the unarmed traps when he entered the room. Even in the case that Deidara accidentally hit something, he could still be harmed. Not to mention that Sasori was going to have to set it all back up again in addition to arming it later.
"Did you have a good time, Deidara-san?" He asked in a voice too kind and friendly than his usual attitude. "There's some dango on the table for you, if you're interested. I've already eaten."
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 9:18 am
Eh? that was the one thought that crossed Deidara's mind at Sasori's welcome. When did Sasori get so welcoming? he thought. Maybe it just took the puppet master awhile to get used to somebody. "I had a good time, Sasori-donna." He smiled "It's an unknown fact that I love the hot springs." he nodded at the offer of the dango. " They do make me hungry, so thank you for the dango- I appriciate it!" He crossed to where the dango lie.
" You've beeen busy, huh?" he asked his partner, looking around.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 10:46 am
Sasori was proving Deidara's words true as he skillfully manipulated the complex setup of traps around the door. It wasn't that he was ignoring Deidara - he just wanted to get his task over and done with as quickly as possible.
"Yes, I have." Despite that he was busy at work, Sasori could still speak to Deidara quite easily. His problem was knowing what else to say. Sasori had never been very good in intereacting with people. Deidara was an exception, but that didn't mean that his instinct to stay quiet wasn't there.
Eventually Sasori settled for asking, "Did you meet anyone interesting?"
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 10:15 am
Deidara was sure he would have met somebody intresting or not if it wasn't for the fact he had fallen asleep. But,instead of answering with that remark, he had said "Nope, it was actually pretty empty today." he shrugged. "Maybe more people come at diffrent times of the day?" He alsodecided that he wouldn't tell Sasori about the group of girls along the way back. They weren't that intresting, and he was sure that the puppeteer wouldn't care at all.
He watched with azure eyes as his partner set the traps. He was silent as the man worked hs magic, eating a bit of the dango. Ssori was fast and efficient, yes. No wonder Leader-Sama had hired him- maybe it really was the quiet ones who were the most skillful.
"Do you want any help?" he asked Sasori, although he dobuted it was needed.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:48 pm
All Sasori did in reply was shake his head. He more or less couldn't speak with the three or so pins that he was holding in his mouth without risking swallowing one. After he removed them and incorperated them into the trap design, he didn't say anything else until he was finished a short while later.
The puppet-user sat down on his bed after that. He took the time to gently massage one of his hands with his thumb, as it had grown stiff during his work. Sasori looked perfectly relaxed like that. The only thing that looked out of place was that he was still wearing his heavy Akatsuki cloak. It was quite warm in the room, after all.
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Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 4:52 pm
Deidara nodded as thpuppet master finished his work, and he had to say he was impresed. It was obvious the red-head had done this numerous times before- he must have been much older than he seemed. Or prehaps it was all that work with puppets and the such.
He then realized that the room was humid, much to humid for what his teamate was wearing. Not even the blonde wore his, but rather the clothing he wore under it- A black, short-sleeved top winet stiching and long black pants.
"Aren't you hot?" he asked innocently.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2007 7:34 pm
"A little," Sasori quietly replied. This was a lie, of course. As he was, he had next to no sense of temperature at all. He had only said that to appear polite.
The older man sighed. He figured that he might as well tell Deidara now. His partner was going to figure it out eventually.
"Look, Deidara-san," Sasori's hands nervously fidgeted on the top button of his cloak, no matter how he tried to stop it. "I have to let you know something about myself. My appearance isn't exactly what you'd consider... normal."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 2:07 pm
Confused, the man looked at his donna akwardly. What on Earth was he talking about? Of course, the blonde had seen his face plenty- he could tell you what he looked like with his eyes closed-, so what could he be referring to?
With one look, he noticed Sasori fidgeting with the button on his cloak, and didn't let any emotion show through his face. Something...under the cloak? Many intresting thoughts went into his mind, yet didn't say any of them aloud, of course.
" Well, I can handle it." said Deidara, noting the fact that the other man was taking his time in speech. "And this is coming from the guy with mouths in his palms, so rest assured, I'm not easy to shock. Hmm."
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:25 pm
The clasp abruptly came undone, thought this was more a slip of he hand than actual intent. Sasori sighed deeply. Even though Deidara had assured him that he would be okay with anything, he still felt a little bit nervous about all of this.
It's too late to back down now, he told himself.
Slowly and deliberately, Sasori undid the rest of the fastenings on his cloak, not daring once to turn his eyes upwards to face his parter. The man pushed the dark fabric free from his shoulders and allowed it to fall to the bed. Revealed were the perfectly polished wooden joints; the heart-container with its inscription; the cruel-looking coil of metal cable that occupied the space where his stomach should have been. His entire body was a weapon, plain and simple. A craftsman who had allowed himself to become a living example of his trade.
"I'm not just a puppet-master, as you can see." Akasuna no Sasori said quietly. "I'm a puppet myself. I've been this way for over twenty years."
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:47 am
The blonde held his gasp back. The avrage person would have gone wide-eyed, allowing their jaws to drop, ectetra. Yet, despite the shock that ran down his spine, the blonde wasn't all that surprised. Of course, it took him a bit aback, yet he couldn't help the word that escpae his lips as he saw the true Akasuna no Sasori.
" Amazing."
And indeed, it was. Deidara never could imagine what it must have taken, what extreme dedication that the red-head must have had for his work to turn himself into it. Although Deidara hted to show the emotion, he admired the man.
" How'd you do it?" was the only question asked.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 12:32 pm
Sasori was eternally grateful for Deidara's opinion. He wasn't being rejected as he had been before - his partner was actually awed with the condition he had inflicted upon himself. Finally, someone who understood that he was a personification of his art and not simply insane.
"It took me over a year to build this body, and about ten days to transfer myself into it. Most of that time was spent in recovery. Using mostly just my chakra to modify my nerves, organs and everything else and then move all of it into an artificial body was hell, I'll tell you that."
The puppet-master mentally cringed as he recalled the memory. It had been pain unlike anything he could have ever imagined. The only things that had kept him going through those torturous days were his dedication of his craft and also the knowledge in the back of his mind that if he were to leave his work imcomplete, he was almost guaranteed to die. Sasori had done it all himself, with nobody else there watching over him and making sure that he didn't make any fatal error. He'd come close a couple of times, but he'd managed to use his last shreds of strength to right them before he could die. Sasori had feared death and still did.
"It was all worth it, though." The redhead said quietly. "Even if I did have to make a few sacrifices, I've gained so much in return. I wouldn't have been able to get into Akatsuki if I wasn't like this."
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