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Slowly, but surely, they were losing the less-trained guards. Sakura wondered when the real shinobi were going to come after them. She faced forward, but not soon enough. Sasori had stopped, with plenty of good reason, of course; the land suddenly disappeared, featuring several kilometers worth of falling. Which Sakura was experiencing at the moment.

"Sakura!" Saori yelled. It was only the beginning of spring - the glaciers from the winter season had yet to melt from the mountain tops and feed the river. If Sakura hit the river, below, there wouldn't be enough water to protect her fall...!

"What the -!" Saori had bigger concerns to worry about now, such as holding onto Deidara. "Some warning would be nice, yeah, Sasori-danna!" Saori dug the heels of her shoes into the dirt the best she could, using chakra to keep a death grip around Deidara's torso. Neither of the two had seen it, but somehow Sasori has shed his Akatsuki cloak, tied it so that it created something close to a lasso, and threw it around Deidara at record speeds. The Akatsuki chose some fine material, Saori noted, referring to the fact that the cloak had not torn under the strain.

Below, only a few meters above the water, Sasori held the other end of his cloak with this left hand, his legs stuck on the canyon walls with the aide of chakra and his right arm in a firm grip around Sakura. She clutched to him, quite literally for her life. Had it not been for him, the slow-moving river below her would be mixed with her blood. "Are you going to get off of me any time soon?" he suddenly asked. She momentarily glanced at him, then began trying to reach for the canyon's wall.

She had seriously doubted that he could be any better a person since his death and revival, but maybe, just maybe, he had changed.

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

Description
Slowly, but surely, they were losing the less-trained guards. Sakura wondered when the real shinobi were going to come after them. She faced forward, but not soon enough. Sasori had stopped, with plenty of good reason, of course; the land suddenly disappeared, featuring several kilometers worth of falling. Which Sakura was experiencing at the moment.

"Sakura!" Saori yelled. It was only the beginning of spring - the glaciers from the winter season had yet to melt from the mountain tops and feed the river. If Sakura hit the river, below, there wouldn't be enough water to protect her fall...!

"What the -!" Saori had bigger concerns to worry about now, such as holding onto Deidara. "Some warning would be nice, yeah, Sasori-danna!" Saori dug the heels of her shoes into the dirt the best she could, using chakra to keep a death grip around Deidara's torso. Neither of the two had seen it, but somehow Sasori has shed his Akatsuki cloak, tied it so that it created something close to a lasso, and threw it around Deidara at record speeds. The Akatsuki chose some fine material, Saori noted, referring to the fact that the cloak had not torn under the strain.

Below, only a few meters above the water, Sasori held the other end of his cloak with this left hand, his legs stuck on the canyon walls with the aide of chakra and his right arm in a firm grip around Sakura. She clutched to him, quite literally for her life. Had it not been for him, the slow-moving river below her would be mixed with her blood. "Are you going to get off of me any time soon?" he suddenly asked. She momentarily glanced at him, then began trying to reach for the canyon's wall.

She had seriously doubted that he could be any better a person since his death and revival, but maybe, just maybe, he had changed.

<< previous | next >>

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