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TLLF: Chapter 3 Part 1

Distractions

The morning ended and the sun was in the center of the sky. Deidara had fallen asleep in Sasori’s arms. Sasori wore a soft smile and he gently stroked Deidara’s hair. The room was dimly lit, but it was enough to catch Deidara’s hair in a golden glow. Sasori gazed at Deidara as if there was nothing more that appealed to him as beautiful. He’s more beautiful then anything I have ever created thought Sasori He’s better then a puppet. He’s human. Sasori sat up. He felt enchanted, as well as depressed. He looked down at Deidara then at his own hands. He wanted to feel again. Sasori looked up at his own face in Deidara’s mirror. This time, he didn’t see himself as beautiful. Instead, he saw nothing but an unchanging, wooden puppet. Sasori became frustrated with himself and he looked back down at the sleeping Deidara. “ It’s all to good to be true.” Said Sasori softly. He moved closer to Deidara and gently stroked the side of his jaw. “ I wish I could be with you, but…” Sasori paused and felt sad. “ But I’m not human like you. I will never forget this Deidara.” Sasori moved his hand away from Deidara. Before leaving, he leaned over Deidara and kissed him slowly. Tears fell from Sasori’s eyes and landed on Deidara cheek. He stood back up and walked to Deidara’s door. He opened the door then glanced back at Deidara. Deidara still laid on the bed with his hair draped around his shoulders. Sasori wiped his tears away and walked out and shut the door gently. Sasori made his way down the hall and into the main Akastuki layer. There were already people in that room. Kazuku, Hidan, Itachi, and Keisame were playing cards and didn’t see Sasori walk in. Keisame place his cards on the table.
“ Two kings!” he said with a greedy smile on his face. Hidan looked up at Keisame and made a big grin and laid down his cards.
“ Two pair!” Hidan Said. Kazuku made a small chuckle as he laid down his cards.
“ Strait flush.” He said. Hidan and Keisame scowled. Itachi just closed his eyes then opened them when he laid down his cards.
“Royal flush.” Itachi said. He then reached in the center and pulled the pot of money toward him.
“Oh come on Itachi! You win every time!” complained Keisame “ Can you at least give the rest of us a chance!” he said. Itachi didn’t say anything and Kazuku glared a little bit at Itachi but said nothing. Hidan made an irritated groan and looked to the side. He saw Sasori and smirked.
“Well, well Sasori! Look who finally came out of the blonde’s room! Did you punish her well?” Hidan snickered.
“ Shut up Hidan.” Sasori replied.
“ How did it go?” asked Keisame. “ Leader told us what that dumb a** did. How much did you punish him?” Sasori stood in silence. Then he finally spoke.
“ He’s out cold in his room.” Sasori answered. He then sat down beside Itachi. “So, what are we playing?” he asked. Sasori had to get his mind off of Deidara, so if playing poker would distract him, he would do it. Itachi’s eyes narrowed at Sasori. Itachi couldn’t predict Sasori’s moves because Sasori was a puppet.
“What makes you suddenly want to play poker? You always passed up your other chances.” Said Itachi. Sasori just looked up at Itachi, then back down at his cards. Everyone was quiet and Kazuku delt the cards. They played a few games and Sasori completely cleared Itachi, Hidan, and Keisame out of money. It was a showdown between Kazuku and Sasori. Hidan delt the cards and the others watched. Hidan handed Kazuku and Sasori each two cards. Sasori looked down at his. They were a pair of Aces. Kazuku looked at his. His was a pair of jacks. The highest they could bet was $100. Sasori thought about his chances and laid down $80. Kazuku met Sasori’s $80 and raised $20. Sasori met Kazuku’s raise then checked. Kazuku checked. Hidan then laid down three cards. The first one was a king, the second was a jack, and the third was another king. So far Kazuku was wining. He had three jacks and he laid down $90 dollars. Sasori looked up at Kazuku and narrowed his eyes. Sasori looked back down at his cards and thought. He met Kazuku’s $90 and raised another $90. Kazuku met then checked, and Sasori checked as well. Hidan laid down another card. It was an Ace. Sasori was now winning and he bet $100. Kazuku wanted to stay in the game so he met Sasori’s $100 then checked. Sasori checked and Hidan laid down the final card. To win, Kazuku needed a jack, and for Sasori to win, he needed an Ace. Itachi’s eyes darted from Kazuku and Sasori, Hidan became nervous when he laid down the card, and Keisame wiped the sweat away from his forehead. When the card was shown, Sasori smiled a bit then checked. Kazuku glared at Sasori and checked also. The card was an Ace. Sasori showed his cards.
“ Four Aces and two Kings.” He said. Kazuku laid down his cards and said nothing. He had three jacks and two kings. Sasori had won and he took the last of Kazuku’s money. Itachi was shocked and a little angry. Sasori had won all of their money and he stuffed it in his bag. He had beaten Itachi’s wining streak, Hidan and Keisame were bewildered as Kazuku and Itachi sat and sulked.
“Damn,” Hidan said, “He’s good.” Kazuku just turned and left with Itachi behind him. Keisame looked after them and he left as well and was followed by Hidan. Sasori watched them all go, then he headed up to his own room. Once inside, he took the money out of his bag and counted it. He had won $4,000. Sasori placed the money in his desk and took off his cloak. He caught himself in the mirror and stared. He saw the joints on his arms, the metal rope in his stomach, the door on his chest and his painted name on his heart. His shoulders were round balls that connected with his arm joint. He saw his gray, lifeless eyes, his sharp, pointed chin, and his small, fragile nose. Sasori glared at his reflection. “ Tisk… nothing but an ugly, pitiful, wooden puppet.” Sasori sneered. He tore off a piece of cloth from the role that he uses for puppet clothing, and covered the mirror. Sasori then looked around his room. The gleam of the bedpost, the door handle, his bathroom mirror, and the polished metal of the lamp on his bedside table, they all showed his reflection. Sasori raced around his room, covering every little thing that would show his reflection. Tears of frustration spilled from his eyes the more he cut out the block cloth and covered his room till it was dark even when the light was on. When he was done, nothing shined, and nothing glimmered. His room was dull and black, his walls were covered, and no metal gleamed. Sasori was still frustrated. He took more of the cloth and found some needles in his closet. He found ragged small rope and he gathered them all on his desk. He made a shell of a small person out of the cloth, stuffed it with more cloth, and made joints by tightening the rope around the arms, legs, and head. Sasori then pulled out some of his hair and covered the top of the doll’s head with it. He then painted a frown on the face of the puppet and wrote his name where the heart of the puppet was. He then stuck the pins in and all around it. Sasori set it on his desk and he was in tears. No matter how much he says it, he will never truly love me for who I am. My body gets in the way… Thought Sasori. He looked at the voodoo doll that was frowning back up at him. Sasori wiped his tears away, then walked out of his room. His face was frustrated and he slammed his door when he walked out. Sasori walked out the hall and outside of the hideout. Pein saw him leaving.
“ Hey, where do you think your going!” Pein said. Sasori stopped at the exit. He locked back at Pein with a frustrated face.
“ I’ll be back in 2 hours.” He said coldly. Pein sighed and Sasori walked out. Sasori summoned his traveling puppet and climbed inside. The puppet slid across the forest floor and into the dark part of the woods. Sasori was deep in thought. He made the puppet stop near a large bolder then came out. He sent the puppet back into his scroll and climbed onto of the bolder. He stopped at the top and sat down. He looked further into the forest where it was dark and black. He leaned his head agents the rock and closed his eyes trying to calm down. Sasori couldn’t get the image of his own body out of his head.