Puppet Strings// Naruto Shippuden Sasori Fanfiction (Complete)

Till We Meet Again

*Sequel

*Third Person's POV*

Sasori was still on his knees as his tears started to dry up. His mind was completely blank as he felt his emotions die together with his beloved girlfriend who is now buried under a few tonnes of rubble. I guess I'm back to square one. Sasori thought to himself. He knew that he is going to live the same life again after his parents died but this time, Sasori has no intention of letting anyone into his life and break his walls again.

He stood up, clumsily, still gripping onto the crystal that radiates warmth into his palm. He looked at it with an expressionless face before bringing up to his lips. "This is all your fault, Kivi. Come back if you want to fix me." Sasori let out a sarcastic laugh after saying that, knowing that that will never happen before walking away and back to the village.

As he stepped foot into the heart of the Sand Village, everyone was behaving the same. Laughing over silly matters, talking to each other about their lives, kids playing around with toys in their hands but no one gave any attention to the boy who held onto a pink crystal in one of his bloodied hands.

He stop walking when he passed by a particular shop. He turned to see the doll that he had been looking at the day he found out that Kivi was following him; except this time, the shop owner didn't burst out and shouted at him to get lost. Sasori excused himself and dragged his feet back home.

As he opened the door, Chiyo-baasama was in the kitchen drinking tea. That's the first. Sasori thought as he walked to Chiyo-baasama. "Chiyo-baa." He greeted with a cold voice. Chiyo-baasama looked at him before her eyes widened and saw his hands bloodied as one hand held onto a pink crystal.

"Sasori, what happened?" She croaked, bending down to examine his hands. Sasori stared blankly at the crystal. "Kivi is dead, Chiyo-baa." He said.

Chiyo-baasama looked at him with a confused expression, "Who's Kivi, Sasori?"

Sasori brought his head up and stared disbelieving at her. "Chiyo-baa, she lived with us for awhile. She is from the Kagura Clan."

Chiyo-baasama shook her head, worried. The next things she said broke Sasori's sanity. "Sasori, the Kagura does not have a daughter. They had a son and no one was living with us." She said slowly, still holding onto his hands in hers.

Sasori trembled, confused and lost. What is this old woman saying? She must have gone senile! Sasori ripped his hands away from the elderly lady and ran up to the room that used to be Kivi's. He stopped hesitantly at the door. With shaking hands, he gripped onto the door knob and slowly turned it. He closed his eyes and pushed it open.

He walked inside, rubbing his eyes with his arm, as if his eyes were playing tricks on him. The room was completely empty. The wardrobe that used to have Kivi's clothes were gone. Her accessories, her stocks on shurikens and kunais were all missing.

He quickly turned around and ran out of the house. His legs taking him to an all too familiar route to the Kagura's mansion. As soon as he got there, he climbed the nearest building and looked around the breath-taking household.

Sure enough, Kivi's parents were in the garden. Both of them were laughing and giggling as they carressed their unborn baby. Seeing that, Sasori was devastated. It's as if Kivi was never their daughter. What am I doing?

Sasori got himself down from the tree and stared aimlessly at the Kagura's mansion. Kivi, tell me that all of this is a lie. As if answering to his pleas, the crystal warmed up in his hand.

Back at the mountain cliff...

The crushed Kivi laid still. No life was present in her lifeless body. Every part of her was crushed into the ground. The left side of her face that was the only part exposed started cracking before the white porcelain skin turned into pink crystals.