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The room was relatively still except for Naomi's shudders. Hours before, she had given birth to a brat, that of Ookamika Ichirou, the self-proclaimed leader of the Tsukiyomi side of the Ookamika Clan. She felt no love for her child, but she had hoped it would be a son she bore; a son, Ichirou might love, might raise better. But the misery did not end. A daughter is what Naomi brought into the world.

The curtains danced about from the slight breeze. When had she opened the window? She didn't remember it at all. She reached for the light switch, snapping it on. At the foot of her bed was a long lost friend; at least, she had thought her neighbor as a friend. He looked the same as ever, except for strange lines that ran at various places on his body. "Sasori..."

"I hear you have a child now."

"What have you done to yourself?" she asked. He moved to the side of the bed, having taken note of the light yellow bundle beside Naomi.

"I have become my art. Did you think I wouldn't?"

"You men and your ridiculous ideals," she muttered. She grabbed the bundle beside her; Sasori noted the lack of careful handling she went about it with. She pushed the bundle into Sasori's arms, her faded skin brushing the wood of his own arm.

"I do not wish to have your child."

"I don't care what you fricken wish or not. Don't you dare let him have my child. I won't let him win, not this time," she said, her voice growing hoarse and her body shaking from fatigue. Sasori held the bundle in his arm, looking at its dark skin. It wasn't his. "Sasori. Please do this for me. I have never asked you of anything."

"I am part of the Akatsuki now, Naomi. There is no place for children there."

"Then take her to some other village! Take her to a Fire Country village! I won't have him win. I wanted a miscarriage, but it clearly didn't work out." Sasori momentarily ignored her, reaching into the bundle of fabric to examine the tiny fingers underneath. He could see little wisps of red hair sticking to the child's head, the same shade of brilliant red as Naomi. The child was small and looked largely unhealthy.

"I cannot," he replied, placing the bundle back on Naomi's hospital bed. He turned to flee from the window again, pausing a moment, "What is that child's name?"

"Her name is Saori. After you. So you will never forget what you damned her to live through."

2 years later, Naomi ran away. Ichirou didn't bother looking for her. By the way... Saori's and Shirotsuki's and the Genyou Senshi's dad finally has a name!! lol.

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deception [link] (in my gallery as well)
100 flash folder [link]
art & story *Saisuki
ookamika saori *Saisuki
naomi *Saisuki
ookamika ichirou *Saisuki
naruto masashi kishimoto

Description
The room was relatively still except for Naomi's shudders. Hours before, she had given birth to a brat, that of Ookamika Ichirou, the self-proclaimed leader of the Tsukiyomi side of the Ookamika Clan. She felt no love for her child, but she had hoped it would be a son she bore; a son, Ichirou might love, might raise better. But the misery did not end. A daughter is what Naomi brought into the world.

The curtains danced about from the slight breeze. When had she opened the window? She didn't remember it at all. She reached for the light switch, snapping it on. At the foot of her bed was a long lost friend; at least, she had thought her neighbor as a friend. He looked the same as ever, except for strange lines that ran at various places on his body. "Sasori..."

"I hear you have a child now."

"What have you done to yourself?" she asked. He moved to the side of the bed, having taken note of the light yellow bundle beside Naomi.

"I have become my art. Did you think I wouldn't?"

"You men and your ridiculous ideals," she muttered. She grabbed the bundle beside her; Sasori noted the lack of careful handling she went about it with. She pushed the bundle into Sasori's arms, her faded skin brushing the wood of his own arm.

"I do not wish to have your child."

"I don't care what you fricken wish or not. Don't you dare let him have my child. I won't let him win, not this time," she said, her voice growing hoarse and her body shaking from fatigue. Sasori held the bundle in his arm, looking at its dark skin. It wasn't his. "Sasori. Please do this for me. I have never asked you of anything."

"I am part of the Akatsuki now, Naomi. There is no place for children there."

"Then take her to some other village! Take her to a Fire Country village! I won't have him win. I wanted a miscarriage, but it clearly didn't work out." Sasori momentarily ignored her, reaching into the bundle of fabric to examine the tiny fingers underneath. He could see little wisps of red hair sticking to the child's head, the same shade of brilliant red as Naomi. The child was small and looked largely unhealthy.

"I cannot," he replied, placing the bundle back on Naomi's hospital bed. He turned to flee from the window again, pausing a moment, "What is that child's name?"

"Her name is Saori. After you. So you will never forget what you damned her to live through."

2 years later, Naomi ran away. Ichirou didn't bother looking for her. By the way... Saori's and Shirotsuki's and the Genyou Senshi's dad finally has a name!! lol.

<< previous | next >>

deception [link] (in my gallery as well)
100 flash folder [link]
art & story *Saisuki
ookamika saori *Saisuki
naomi *Saisuki
ookamika ichirou *Saisuki
naruto masashi kishimoto