Birthday • 1994-06-08 Gender •
Female Location • the demon world with my king Member Since • 2007-03-27 Occupation • running into things(mostliy walls) i'm sucking the blood of the loser not strong enogh to stop me! Real Name •
Personal
Achievements • i got my king of demons,and killed many people Anime Fan Since • the begining of the year 2000 Favorite Anime • naruto Goals • be a vet,get rid of my stipidity Hobbies • reading,and drawing,talking to peoplez Talents • swimming,drawing,and singing
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sad story!
You just didn't fall in love in their profession. You didn't become lonely, or depressed, or cry out for attention and love. You were an emotionless weapon by whoever had the coin to pay the price. It had been the name and game of shinobi as long as they had existed, and such practices were strengthened ten fold in an organization such as the Akatsuki.
As an artist he had always bended the rules, expecting attention and reaction from his work and speech. As an human being he broke them by unknowing falling in love with someone other than himself. Part of him doubted he realized he was here out of loving, lonely longing for another person. That person being dead now, this being the closest he could get to him.
He never even noticed.
He knew now though, facing into the strong winds as he gazed down at the ruined canyon. He had died down there. He was killed by his own creations, his own arrogance and confidence. He managed to lose the battle, not against his hag grandmother and the little girl, but himself, died because of himself. And he, himself, had scoffed at first, laughed at his dead partner even when the missing part of him had made itself known. He missed the other artist, and still he laughed.
Deidara finally turned away from the canyon, standing on its rim a moment further before bounding into the nearby trees. He missed the teasing, he missed the conversation about art and philosophy. He missed the impatience, the insults, the puppet-man and all of his quirks. Sasori, as another artist, as someone he had respected had left a void. Had left a realization.
As odd as it was, he had to managed to fall in love with the deranged puppeteer. He hadn't even noticed; how could he be so dense? Logic had made plenty of excuses for him, and when the laughter finally stopped there was still a huge chunk missing out of his life.
Neko- Here we have all the yaoi couples that I like from Naruto!
-applause again-
Neko- Welcome and thank you for coming Itachi and Kisame, Naruto and Sasuke, Gaara and Lee, Hidan and Kakuzu, Tobi and Zetsu, and my favorite couple, Deidara and Sasori! Oh, and some last minute couples, Iruka and Kakashi, Orochimaru and Kabuto, and Haku and Zabuza!
-Everyone comes in-
Deidara-trips when he was coming in-
Sasori-catches Deidara-
-AWWWWWWWWW . -
Sasori-you idiot! Watch where you’re going!
-BOOOOO-
Sasori-what?
Neko-they’re just disappointed that you were mean to him and didn’t take him up at the spot.
Sasori-hey! Im trying my hardest not to jump the cute idiot on the spot just now.
-O.o-
Sasori-what? He’s so adorable! .
Deidara-O.o- AWWW! Danna I didn’t know you felt that way about me un -goes and hugs Sasori lovingly-
Sasori-blushes like mad-
-AWWWWWWWWW! KAWAII!!!!!!-
Kisame-Itachi! Why don’t we ever do that?
Itachi-because! I do not cuddle!
-BOO-
Itachi-fine! –Goes to Kisame and hugs him lovingly-
-AWWWWWWWWW-
Neko-moving on. You can send me a request in a review if you want to ask them something or make them do anything you want!
Everyone-O.o-WHAT!
Neko-hey! It’s called “ask the yaoi couples” they “ask” you questions and they “ask” you to do stuff.
Everyone-this sucks!
Neko-MWAHAHAHAHAHHA! BOW DOWN TO ME ALL!!!!!!
Everyone-O.O-
Neko-sorry. Crazy moment just now. Well please ask them to do stuff. Bye for now!
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