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Who Should Worry? - SasoDei"Stop it," Deidara growled, eyes narrowed in a look of pure rage that Sasori had never seen. Not when he'd made fun of the blonde, or taken a jab at his art, or glared at him through Hiruko.Who Should Worry? - SasoDei by ScarletDarkblood
No, now, when the blonde had caught him cutting himself.
Not his arms, of course - he was a puppet, made of wood and metal and screws. The only part where he could feel pain or emotion - his organic heart.
Sasori was at a loss for words. Never had the explosive, obnoxious, loud-mouthed brat been able to sneak up on him.
Never had the brat cared.
But now he'd caught him, in a rolling green field surrounded by trees; at twilight, where the sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon. Sasori's years-old secret revealed in moments flat; his only escape unveiled.
What could he say? 'I'm sorry?' 'It's not your fault?' 'Beat it?' Nothing. He could say nothing.
The brat extended his hand. "Give it here."
Slowly, the red-head placed the blood-covered kunai in the other's palm.
The blonde tucked it away,
Hey, I'm Sierra. Person, troll, artist, musician, writer, procrastin- Oh whatever, I'll finish it later....|
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